Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng was wondering why the gray-robed man didn't absorb the power of his companion's death. Zhou Fu was hiding in the crowd, trembling nonstop. This was because when he saw Long Tsui shoot out the world-shocking arrow that killed Demon Mei and Deacon, he actually looked at him.    

"Humph, this guy, you can tell from his previous shout that he should be the leader."    

The young and young duo of the young and old duo exchanged glances with Long Tsui and chuckled.    

In the next moment, the young and old duo rushed towards Zhou Fu. Seeing this, Zhou Fu quickly ran back, but his speed was no match for the eighth level God Stage young and he was caught in an instant.    

"Come here!"    

The young monster stretched out his palm. It was as white as jade, unlike the center of the young man's small palm. A vast vortex appeared, pulling Zhou Fu's attention towards it.    

"Hmph! Let him go!"    

Right at this moment, a roar rang out as a blood-red figure charged over. He was clearly far away from the horizon, but in the next instant, he appeared before his eyes.    

In an instant, Long Tsui's pupils shrank. As he ran towards the young monster, he shouted, "Ninth level God Stage, gather and face the enemy!"    

In the face of a Ninth level God Stage, the Dragon Legion team could only fight if they were gathered together. Otherwise, they would definitely be defeated one by one.    

Long Tsui unleashed all of his strength and rushed towards the young monster at his fastest speed. Unfortunately, he was still too slow.    

Bang!    

With a light sound, a blood-red figure appeared in front of Young Monster. His face, which was shrouded by a hazy light, could not be seen clearly. However, his withered fingers were clearly visible in Young Monster's eyes.    

There was a strange black butterfly on his finger. It was somewhat different from the black butterfly tattoo on Deacon's gray robe. Its aura seemed to be slightly inferior, but it was still terrifying.    

This finger was suddenly pointed at his forehead at a terrifying speed that Young Monster was unable to dodge. The black butterfly quickly collided with Young Monster's head.    

"Boom!"    

At this critical moment, the young monster's handsome head turned into the head of a True Dragon. The two dragon horns released a firm radiance, condensing into a light shield to block this finger.    

In the next moment, the finger and the light shield came into contact. The light shield exploded and the black butterfly flew out from the broken pieces of the light shield. It collided with the young monster's forehead and rushed into his sea of consciousness without any hindrance.    

For a moment, his mind buzzed and an aura of disgust swept out. Young Monster felt that everything in the world was ugly and evil. There was no meaning in living in this world.    

"No, this is all an illusion, all an illusion!"    

Young Monster was indeed worthy of being a Dark Gold Dragon Guard. After losing his consciousness for a moment, he immediately came to his senses and tried his best to dispel the feeling of disgust in his mind.    

This feeling of disgust made him realize a problem. The gray-robed man in front of him believed in and followed the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly. The person in the blood robe in front of him was able to use a form similar to the Black Butterfly of the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly.    

However, the black butterfly of the person in the blood-red robe did not bring with it the feeling of annihilation. Instead, it brought with it the feeling of disgust. It was likely a type of power inherited from the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly. It was only slightly inferior to the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly itself.    

No wonder his guess was correct. The blood robed man was the Vice Hall Master of the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly's faction. Not only did he inherit the strange blood and awaken his superpower and second form, he had also obtained a strange power. He could use the evil energy to condense a world-hating evil butterfly that was weaker than the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly, but also extremely terrifying.    

The World Annihilation Evil Butterfly could make all living beings feel that the world was not worth it. Everything was not worth it. It gave birth to light thoughts. The weak did not need the vice hall master to do anything. Just releasing the World Annihilation Evil Butterfly could make all enemies commit suicide.    

At this moment, the Young Monster was still trying his best to resist the World-Annoying Evil Butterfly's emotions. The Vice Hall Master already sneered and struck out with his palm.    

"Bang!"    

The young monster flew backwards, his entire chest caved in. The true dragon's body couldn't help but appear, its body in tatters, scales cracking, blood scattering down from the sky like pillars.    

Only at this moment did the dragon's mouth just arrive. When it saw that the young monster was injured, it hurriedly stretched out its arm. Dragon energy condensed into a large net, protecting the young monster that was rushing towards the mountain peak.    

"Are you alright?"    

Long Tsui stared at the Vice Hall Master while transmitting his voice to the young monster.    

"Cough... all the bones in my body are broken, and the evil energy is corroding my body. My Qi Sea and Dantian are already broken, and I don't have the strength to fight anymore..."    

Young Monster's weak voice sounded in his mind, and Long Tsui's heart sank. The Vice Hall Master was at the ninth level of the Godly State, and his strength was too strong. He actually managed to injure Young Monster with a single strike. The situation was critical.    

"Let's join forces and face the enemy."    

Long Tsui looked at the old monster and the members of the Multi-Hand Tribe and said solemnly.    

"Heh, join forces? It's just a futile struggle."    

The Dragon Legion team was moving closer to each other. Seeing this, the Vice Hall Master sneered and his figure disappeared once again.    

Where did he go? "    

The pupils of the members of the Nine Fiends shrank as they shouted in a low voice.    

The faces of the Multi-Hand Tribe members grew grim. Before the battle had begun, he had set up many spell formations, including those that could detect the enemy's location. He could detect any movement within a hundred meters of him, but when the Vice Sectmaster disappeared, the spell formations didn't respond at all.    

At this moment, the members of the Multihand Race received the feedback from the formations. Their breathing suddenly quickened. "It's a group attack. Be careful!"    

"Hua!"    

The sound of countless wings flapping could be heard in the sky. Fist-sized Heretic Butterflies rushed over from all directions.    

These World-Defying Evil Butterflies were not strong. They were as fragile as ordinary butterflies. Just a light breath was enough to wipe out a large area.    

However, the World-Annoying Evil Butterflies carried a feeling of disgust. Regardless of whether it was death or touching others, they would release a feeling of disgust.    

At this moment, so many World-Loathing Evil Butterflies swept over like a tide, causing the members of Dragon Tsui and the other Dragon Legion members to be affected by the world-hating emotions.    

"Ah!"    

One hundred arms of the Multi-Hand Tribe grabbed at his neck in an attempt to strangle him to death.    

In the next moment, the Multi-Hand Tribe woke up, and a red light flashed past his eyes.    

"He won't attack me?"    

The Multihand Tribe knew that it was the Vice Hall Master, and they were slightly surprised. He had just been attacked by a world hating emotion, and the Vice Hall Master was actually...    

"Pu!"    

The Multihand Race spat out a mouthful of blood, and its chest exploded, forming a huge bloody hole.    

At this moment, the Multi-Hand Tribe member suddenly realized that it wasn't that the Vice Hall Master didn't attack him, but that the Vice Hall Master was too fast. He didn't see the other party's movements clearly.    

After suffering such a heavy injury, the Multi-Hand Tribe was no longer able to fight. In fact, their lives were in danger.    

On the other side, the members of the Nether Race had also suffered heavy injuries. Only Long Tsui and the old monster were left. They had a stronger resistance against the World's Annoying Emotions and hadn't revealed any flaws for the time being.    

"You two are the only ones left. Why don't you give up resisting?"    

The Vice Hall Master walked out from the dark butterflies and said in a mocking voice.    

"In your dreams, you are just a loyal dog slave to filthy things!"    

Long Tsui angrily shouted and took the initiative to attack. This was the first time he had revealed his true dragon body.    

His true dragon body was majestic and beautiful, and the Dragon Scale was as resplendent as starlight.    

Every part of his body reflected the beauty of power. He attacked the Vice Hall Master with one claw, and roiling dragon qi condensed into a Coiling Dragon Pagoda.    

This was the Black Dragon Palace's Godly Monarch level divine ability, Coiling Dragon Evil Suppression Pagoda.    

"What a joke! How could the light of a grain of rice dare to compete with the bright moon?!"    

The Vice Hall Master grinned hideously. His blood red robe fluttered in the wind as he pushed out his hidden hands under his robe, causing endless blood red ripples to spread out.    

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