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Chapter 2100 The Treasure House of the Blood-robed Taoist Lord(1/2)

"It turns out he is a fifth-level thief. No wonder he was able to steal so many people's gifts."

The blood-robed Daojun said coldly.

Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned.

Now, he used the Chaos Technique to pretend to be the Siren form of the Blood Moon Clan. As for his cultivation aura, he simulated the fifth-turn Tianzun level.

I just didn't expect that his disguise was so good that he didn't even see through the blood-robed Taoist.

Now, it's a little fun.

"Master Dao, I'm not stealing anything, I'm just diverting limited resources to use. Do you think that promoting me alone is also a way to strengthen the Blood Moon Clan? So, I'm right!"

Ye Feng spread his hands.

Anyway, at this moment, he is pretending to be a member of the Blood Moon Clan, so he can be more naughty.

"Bastard thing!"

The blood-robed Taoist was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that the guy in front of him was so thick-skinned.

"Why are you still angry?" Ye Feng coughed, "Master Dao, why don't you share all your treasures with me, and when I break through Master Dao, I will help you. What do you think?"

After saying that, he grinned, revealing his neat white teeth, and the light even reflected on the blood-robed Taoist Lord's eyes, causing them to squint.

"I'll shoot you to death!"

How can the blood-robed Taoist tolerate this?

With that slap, Ye Feng, who was pretending to be the Blood Moon Clan, was immediately turned into powder.

"Oh, how can you be so rude?"

Ye Feng reunited. This time, he still looked like the Blood Moon Clan and did not reveal his real body.

"Not dead?" The blood-robed Daojun was shocked.

He didn't hold back that palm.

Even if the ninth-turn Tianzun at his peak was hit, he would still die, and his survival rate would be almost zero.

"Master Dao, if you can't kill me at once, it means that I have a destiny with your treasures. Why don't you give them all to me!"

Ye Feng joked.

His body bloomed with divine brilliance, preparing to use the form of the Holy God to block the opponent's attack.

In this way, you can take the opportunity to get away with the treasure.

"I kill you!"

The blood-robed Taoist roared angrily, spitting out a sharp bloody aura, which was sharper than any of the Heavenly Divine Weapons. It instantly shrunk the radiance of the Holy God's form field, and then exploded like a bubble.

The form of the Holy God is broken!

This surprised Ye Feng.

"Is there really a limit to the form of the Holy God? Based on today's actual combat experience, the limit seems to be the peak of the Nine-turn Tianzun, which cannot stop the Dao Lord... However, it seems to be able to weaken the opponent's power by 90%."

In the flash of lightning, Ye Feng thought of a lot.

Tear it apart!

Even though the power of the bloody energy was weakened by 90%, it was still much stronger than the full-strength strike of the Nine-turn Tianzun at the peak, easily knocking Ye Feng away.

"You can't kill me!"

Ye Feng reunited. This time, he was still in the form of the Blood Moon Clan, with a smile on his face.

"If you can't kill him? Then suppress him!"

The blood-robed Taoist was ruthless, and he sealed the seal with his hands. The world around him was constantly shaking, and countless waves of blood were crushing towards Ye Feng, compressing him into a cocoon.

"Suppress you to see how arrogant you still are."

The blood-robed Taoist placed multiple seals on the cocoon, so even if he, the Taoist, was suppressed, he would still be unable to escape.

"go!"

As soon as the blood-robed Taoist Lord threw it away, the cocoon was thrown into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, wrapped in countless seawater, and suppressed at the bottom of the trench. There were also a large number of cocoons around, all of which were strong men of various races who were suppressed here.

"Hey, suppress me? I'm just dreaming!"

Ye Feng started to get stuck again. He entered the Shenzhou Continent of the Three Realms Universe with a puff of smoke, and then walked out through the miniature extraterrestrial door placed somewhere in the Blood Sea.

Getting out of trouble is that simple.

"System, can the Holy God form only withstand attacks below the peak of the Nine-turn Heavenly Lord?" Ye Feng asked.

[Yes, but as the reputation value, luck value, sect level, etc. increase, the Holy God form will also increase and become stronger and stronger. 】

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the system's response.

When the Spirit Beast Pavilion breaks through the twentieth level, its reputation value exceeds one trillion, the sect becomes the supreme holy land, and the tenth stage of the mission is completed, the power of the Holy God form should be able to withstand the Dao Lord state.

Ye Feng is looking forward to this.

Half an hour later.

Ye Feng returned to the trench of the Blood Sea and saw many cocoons suppressed here.

These are all sinners of the Blood Moon Clan.

Or, he is an enemy of the Blood Moon Clan.

They were difficult to kill, or they did something wrong, so they were suppressed here.

"Hehe, I'm going to release you."

Ye Feng looked at the densely packed cocoons, the smile on his face gradually became abnormal, and he was ready to do something.

He came to a cocoon.

"Oh, this is the cocoon that suppressed me, ignore it!" Ye Feng scratched his head and walked towards a cocoon hundreds of meters away. He touched its surface with both hands, and a series of light golden ripples penetrated inside.

"Who's outside?" A voice came from the cocoon. It looked dark and cold, and he was a ruthless person.

"I am your father!" Ye Feng shouted.

"Dad? What is that?" The person in the cocoon was confused.

"Hey! Good boy, well done." Ye Feng grinned.

"You bastard, if you dare to take advantage of me, I will kill you when I come out of seclusion!" the man in the cocoon said angrily.

"I originally wanted to let you out, but since you are so crazy, let's forget it!" Ye Feng snorted coldly and walked towards the other cocoons.

"Dad, Dad! Save me!" The person in the cocoon was silent for a moment, and then shouted quickly. Seeing that Ye Feng didn't respond, the person became anxious, "Dad, Grandpa, ancestor, you don't remember the faults of villains, please save me, this traitor."

Bar!"

"Hey, you are so naughty!"

Ye Feng had to admit that the man sealed in the cocoon was very arrogant.

So, he turned back.

As Ye Feng held down the cocoon with his hands, he immediately used various magical powers to resolve the restrictions, and consumed a ray of the origin of origin and chaos to penetrate into the cocoon and resolve the restrictions within it from the outside to the inside.

Jam!

The cocoon was quickly shattered, and a majestic man from the Blood Moon Clan walked out. He was the Seventh-turn Heavenly Lord, with excitement in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I'm finally out!"

The man laughed proudly.

Snapped!

Ye Feng slapped the man away with a slap: "What are you yelling about? Leave me alone!"

"Yes!" The man covered his cheeks in fear and retreated into the distance. It was obvious that the person who rescued him was very powerful and invincible.

Ye Feng came to another cocoon.

"Call dad and I'll let you out."

"roll!"

"Evil beast!"

Ye Feng cursed, walked towards other cocoons, and then "Xi Ding Daddy" released several Blood Moon Clan Heavenly Lords who had been trapped for many years, as well as strong men from foreign races, at least fifth and sixth level Heavenly Lords.

"Thank you dad for saving my life!"

Everyone expressed their gratitude.

Hearing this, Ye Feng felt satisfied for a while. Anyway, at this moment, he was showing his appearance as the Blood Moon Clan. What does it have to do with Ye Feng, the leader of the Misty Holy Sect?

Jam! Jam!

In one day, Ye Feng continuously released hundreds of powerful people who had been suppressed for many years, including the fifth-level Tianzun at the worst and the peak ninth-level Tianzun at the highest. Their strength was astonishing.

However, when Ye Feng displayed his Holy Spirit form, those people were unable to do anything to him and mistakenly thought he was Dao Lord.

"I have given you your freedom. Now, just do whatever you want!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and left.

Under the deep sea.

These hundreds of veteran Heavenly Lords looked at each other and quickly dispersed, flying towards different places in the blood sea, preparing to kill their enemies.
To be continued...
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