Ye Feng crushed Marshal Moto's intact hand into pieces without hesitation, so that he could no longer bother him.
Ye Feng probed his spiritual sense into several storage rings. In just a moment, Ye Feng was stunned.
What did he see, the Nine Cauldrons?!
The Liangzhou Ding, one of the Nine Dings?
Could this be a fake?
Damn it, Ye Feng wanted to take out the Liangzhou Ding and take a closer look at it, but he was worried that it was in the demon camp.
With many great emperors eyeing him, he gave up the idea.
If he remembered correctly, Mudan had told him before that the Liangzhou Ding was in the hands of Emperor Wanshou.
The full name is the Supreme Daluo Celestial Immortal, Purple Extreme, Eternal Life, Holy Wisdom, Bright Spirit, the Commander of the Three Elements, the Chief Administrator of the Jade Void, the Great Master of the Five Thunders, the Emperor of Longevity in the Mysterious Capital Realm.
Ye Feng stroked his chin. He remembered whether Mudan had said that Emperor Wanshou had reached the late stage of the ninth tribulation.
But if he only has the cultivation level to pass through the Nine Tribulations... then the person in front of him doesn't match up.
He could clearly sense that this guy's true cultivation level was definitely not at the level of Transcending the Nine Tribulations, but something even higher...
It's obviously an existence that suppresses cultivation...
"Could it be that the cultivation level that Mudan told me is the level after being suppressed by the power of heaven and earth?"
Ye Feng was speechless. Damn, is he so unreliable?
But it seems that what he said is not wrong, but something is wrong.
Does it mean that suppressed cultivation is not cultivation? Then it doesn’t count if I wear it?
Ye Feng patted Marshal Moto's cheek:
"If you're not dead, just say something. Are you called Emperor Wanshou?"
Marshal Moto stared at Ye Feng with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at a monster.
"Where are your two disciples, the Third Young Master of the Tang Family, and my old acquaintance Yu Yongkang?"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly with an unfriendly look.
Marshal Moto, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him Emperor Wanshou now.
Emperor Wanshou's broken chest heaved as he tried to utter his last words, but his body was too broken to even complete them.
"revenge……"
When Ye Feng heard these two words, Marshal Motorcycle's eyes completely lost their luster.
"I'm going to avenge your sister."
Ye Feng kicked Emperor Wanshou's body several times. Damn it, he's still thinking about revenge?
At the same time, he was a little nervous. What if this guy faked his death and got away?
How could the cultivation level of Emperor Wanshou, who was able to kill the real Marshal Moto, be simple?
However, he waited for a long time, but there was no change in the body of Emperor Wanshou.
"Don't wait, everyone is dead, what are you waiting for here?"
The Taoist's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness, with a hint of teasing in his tone.
"Dead? This might be a supreme being. Tell me, is he dead?"
"Don't supreme beings have any means to save their lives? At worst, they can still possess other souls."
Ye Feng asked in confusion.
"Normally, there would be, but that punch of yours carried the power of a nascent world. That kind of power can shatter a person's soul and body together."
Taoist Master marveled in admiration, saying that the power of the newborn world contained countless great Dao rhymes. With the blessing of these great Dao rhymes, Ye Feng's strength would be raised to a very terrifying level.
The ancient black gold ring originally required astronomical resources to increase its world level, but this kid turned it into a corpse-burying game, treating the ancient black gold ring as someone else's coffin.
I don’t know whether to say Ye Feng is kind-hearted or cruel, as he didn’t even let go of the corpse.
"I see. I was wondering if I could find this guy's soul. I thought he was hiding."
Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there were no future troubles.
"Don't worry, they are all dead."
The Taoist's voice rang out in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng was too lazy to look at the corpse of Emperor Wanshou and shifted his attention to the battlefield. At this time, the battle on the battlefield was still fierce.
The two sides were evenly matched, and corpses fell like rain in the demon camp.
However, what was strange was that the corpses disappeared inexplicably as soon as they fell to the ground, or even while they were still in the air. However, the soldiers on both sides of the battle had no time to notice this scene.
Their casualties reached tens of millions, but the corpses left on the ground were less than 10,000.
Some seriously injured and dying demon soldiers just fell to the ground, and no one asked which side they were from. They were just killed with a knife.
Ye Feng looked at these scenes and nodded with great satisfaction.
This time, his ancient black gold ring is expected to become even more powerful.
Hundreds of millions of demon corpses were thrown in before, and the world of the ancient black gold ring has undergone tremendous changes.
Ye Feng could feel that the level of this world had risen a lot.
The only drawback is that a kind of demonic energy that is not spiritual energy has gathered together among the demons, occupying a place in the world of the ancient black gold ring, which is gloomy and eerie.
"There are tens of billions of soldiers in the demon camp. If I can kill half of them this time, I'll be really rich!"
Ye Feng calculated the potential profits, his eyes gleaming brightly.
This time, his ancient black gold ring will probably have another good meal.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng looked into the distance.
It would be great if the emperors guarding here could be turned into corpses. With a corpse of that level, his ancient black gold ring would surely become extremely powerful to a terrifying level.
The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more excited he became. He even imagined that these emperors died due to some force majeure, and he would "tearfully" collect the bodies of these emperors.
Dao Ye sensed Ye Feng's thoughts and couldn't help but applaud in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness. What a guy, using the emperor's corpse as nourishment for the ancient black gold ring.
I dare to think...
"But if you can kill all nine emperors outside and collect their bodies, I guess the world in the black gold ancient ring will expand into a realm."
Taoist sighed and said that in this case, the power of the ancient black gold ring is not something that Ye Feng, who has passed the nine tribulations, can control.
Even the master couldn't do it, Ye Feng's body couldn't withstand this force.
"Really?"
Ye Feng's soul suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Dao Ye with excitement.
Dao Ye almost threw away the Wahaha in his hand and looked at Ye Feng unhappily:
"No, why did you suddenly appear?"
"This is still too boring. We have to wait until the war is almost over. It will probably take a long time."
Ye Feng spread his hands. He thought that Hamo probably had people around him. As long as any demon soldiers approached, they would be pulled away or fought directly. It was really boring.
Of course, Ye Feng didn't want to bully the weaker ones, as there was no point in fighting.
"Don't worry, you'll be busy soon."
"How do you say that?"
Ye Feng was a little curious, what would happen next?
"Well, let me tell you this. Someone from the Demonic Realm is coming to settle accounts with the Xiao family. Don't you plan to do anything about it?"
The Taoist looked at Ye Feng with a smile hidden in his eyes.
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