Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Don't blame aunt for being vicious …"    

"Junior Sister Wu Qing, go ahead and finish off these Jiugong Pavilion brats. Remember to use your Soul Searching Secret Technique to extract all the information they know after you kill them …" Also, hehe … Void Stage Martial Cultivator's soul essence is a good thing, we can't waste it … "    

Just a second ago, she had been speaking in a very gentle and charming voice, but in the next moment, it had turned completely ice-cold and filled with a vicious killing intent.    

Just as she finished speaking, a beautiful woman dressed in revealing clothes walked towards the valley.    

This girl was very beautiful, but her face was covered with a cold, bloodless expression. She looked very frightening, and her spirit seemed to fluctuate greatly. Behind the lady, the group of Devil Sect Martial Cultivator were also releasing spirit force or spirit force undulations of varying strengths and weaknesses.    

A strong killing intent quickly emerged, suppressing Fu Heng and the others who were at the opposite side.    

The beautiful woman who gave the order seemed to be the leader of this branch of the Demon Sect, she stood there frivolously, her scarlet eyes revealing a cruel light similar to that of a Demonic Beast, greedily staring at Fu Heng.    

He was young and had Ninth Level of Void Stage cultivation, it was a pity that he was easily killed by this elite Jiugong Pavilion disciple, if only he could learn from him, it would take a long time to recover.    

"Hmm …"    

This person can be kept...    

"Junior Wu Qing, the handsome guy leading the group must be captured alive …" Senior Sister wants to find out some important information from him … hmm … "    

The seductive woman's cackle sounded again. She seemed to have already seen the scene of her "enjoyment". She began to wipe her sexy red lips with her tongue, which was dripping with fragrance …    

Ye Feng's agile body was like a nimble monkey, jumping from tree to tree, leaving Lu Yuan and the rest far behind. He had long since sensed the mind fluctuations that carried a strong murderous aura in front of them.    

After seeing the scene in the valley, Ye Feng's frown could not help but loosen.    

People are still alive...    

Even though the situation wasn't looking good, as long as a person was alive, there was still time.    

With a sweep of his spirit energy over the body of the Demon Sect's Martial Cultivator, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth unexpectedly curved into a thought-provoking smile.    

He never thought that the first branch of the Devil Sect he met in Demon God Mountain Range would actually be … Soul Losing Palace!    

He was the one who had killed the King's Realm elders with Soul Losing Palace.    

In the group in front of him, there were two Half-Step King Stage s and seven or eight Devil Disciples s with Seventh Level of Void Stage or higher.    

But they probably wouldn't have expected it.    

In less than a month's time, his own cultivation had already risen to the Fifth Level of Void Stage, and his Devil Flame Dragonlion had also been promoted to the Peak of Earth Rank. In that case, this bit of strength was far from enough.    

After briefly adjusting his elemental energy, his figure was like an arrow that had left the bowstring as he rapidly shot towards the valley ahead …    

"Puff …"    

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out from Fu Heng's mouth, his face was pale white. Under the powerful mental attacks of the Soul Losing Palace expert Wu Qing, Fu Heng was able to quickly retreat after being heavily injured.    

At this moment, waves of intense pain came to his mind. With the support of the Spirit Treasure in his hand, he was barely able to stay standing.    

"In the hands of the Half-Step King Stage, he basically … "It couldn't even withstand a single blow …"    

Biting the tip of his tongue, Fu Heng felt a sharp pain which briefly cleared his mind. After sensing that there was something different about his surroundings, he suddenly raised his head, and saw that the curvaceous woman from Soul Losing Palace had already appeared in front of him.    

The other party's oppressive killing intent surged forward. Fu Heng, who was already heavily injured, could no longer maintain his balance, and his body flew backwards, smashing heavily into the hard ground.    

The fresh blood that flowed out from every part of his body had converged into a flowing stream.    

"The essence of your soul, now belongs to my Soul Losing Palace … Go to hell. Don't worry, your Jiugong Pavilion and the rest of your people will soon catch up to your pace … "    

The ruthless voice resonated into the ears of the heavily injured Fu Heng. At the same time, a cold killing intent started to gather at the center of Wu Qing's brows.    

Fu Heng did not have any energy left to resist, he could only close his eyes and await death's arrival.    

However, at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew above the valley, and a faint white shadow appeared in the wind.    

"Swoosh!"    

As soon as this figure revealed itself, an extremely obscure spiritual force fluctuation swept out. Immediately after, an illusionary silver needle formed from spiritual force shot out.    

"This is bad!"    

Wu Qing was shocked.    

She could vaguely sense the power contained in the silver needles. In her busy state, the flirtatious woman could no longer be bothered with Fu Heng. With a flick of her fingers, the blood-colored thorns condensed from her mental energy changed their direction and shot back at the silver needles.    

Boom …    

A silent mental fluctuation spread out. Although they did not hear any sound, everyone within the range of this spiritual fluctuation felt their minds shake. It was as if they were standing on a small boat in a violent storm, swaying and not standing steadily.    

The long blood-colored spike was instantly smashed to smithereens.    

Wu Qing was no match for her in a battle of spirits. Her scalp tingled with numbness as the hairs on her body stood erect and her body retreated in an instant.    

"Who is it?!"    

After she had completely steadied herself, she let out a cold and sinister shout, causing the entire valley to turn silent.    

The woman in the lead raised her head at the same time, wanting to see who it was. However, in the next moment, her face changed, and she let out a surprised sound.    

Outside the valley, sounds of shadows shuttling could be heard from all directions, as blurry figures gradually solidified one after another. Lu Yuan and the other Jiuxuan Palace disciples had already rushed over.    

Seeing that Fu Heng's injuries were not light, and that the other disciples of the same sect were all caught in a huge crisis, Lu Yuan, who had shouted loudly, brought everyone present to attack the other Martial Cultivator s of the Soul Losing Palace.    

In mid-air, a white silhouette gently landed on the ground.    

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with scorn. The Demon Sect woman in front of him was wearing revealing clothes, and some parts of her body that should not have been exposed. Her beautiful body and appearance was extremely tempting to men.    

But this enchanting woman was nothing in Ye Feng's eyes, she was as beautiful as a celestial goddess, but her heart was like a snake and scorpion's, an abnormal sight that made him feel nauseous!    

"Brat, you dare to meddle in my Soul Losing Palace? You must be tired of living …"    

Wu Qing glared at him furiously, but before she could finish her sentence, she saw the stone tablet on Ye Feng's back. In that instant, she seemed to have thought of something, the seductive woman's face that was filled with killing intent changed, a look of panic appeared in her eyes.    

After her footsteps shook, she actually wanted to directly return to the side of the Half-Step King Stage woman who was leading the group …