Inside the Dragon Palace, Ye Feng held a crystal cup in his hand, which was overflowing with amber-like blood, but there was no smell of blood, instead it exuded a delicate fragrance.
The fat man had planned to taste it before, but when he heard that it was the blood of a saint, he immediately refused because he couldn't bear it.
However, Fatty was really shocked by Ye Feng. He used the blood of a saint to quench his thirst. Damn it, do you want to be so corrupt?
Listening to the sweeping monk's inquiry, Ye Feng did not speak, but drank all the blood of the saint in the goblet without haste.
After a while, Ye Feng raised his eyelids, and there was a cold light flowing in it. His voice was calm and he said, "Since Shaolin Temple has become history, there is no need to rebuild it. I am too lazy to destroy Shaolin again!"
"What?"
"Destroy Shaolin again? He, he is the Boundless Holy Emperor?"
"Don't the rumors say that he has left the earth?"
In the sky above the Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk with an extraordinary temperament suddenly changed his face, and the hatred in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
A monk is not a Buddha, and he also has hatred.
What's more, even a true Buddha will be angry.
"Ye Feng, you destroyed my Shaolin Temple and killed my Shaolin disciples. This hatred and hatred will never go away!!!"
Difficult to eliminate?
There was a sarcastic look on Ye Feng's lips, "The ignorant are fearless!"
"boom!!!"
In the horrified eyes of everyone, a huge hand suddenly appeared in the sky above the Shaolin Temple.
The faces of the sweeping monk and another ancient saint changed drastically. Facing this huge palm, they actually felt horrified, just like mortals facing a catastrophe, filled with a sense of powerlessness and despair.
"Impossible, I am an ancient saint. Even if I face the great star-level Heavenly Lord, I still have the power to resist!!!"
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong!!!"
Endless Buddha light surged, and the shadows of Buddhas emerged, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, and faced the giant palm descending from the sky.
"boom!"
Buddha collapsed!
The light of Buddha is gone!
"No, it's impossible!"
"I don't believe it. The master is an ancient saint. Even on the interstellar battlefield, he is almost invincible. How can he be defeated by a single palm!"
The heaven and earth shook, and the rebuilt Shaolin Temple suddenly collapsed.
The disciples of Shaolin Temple were destroyed by this palm.
At least the pilgrims, all with dull expressions, were unscathed.
"Da da da!!!"
Suddenly, a burst of rhythmic footsteps sounded.
Ye Feng walked out of Longchu, with a slender figure and a majestic face, looking down on all living beings, "Remember, your dad is your dad. Even if your dad leaves temporarily, your dad still calls the shots in this family."
Arrogant!
Arrogant!
Insolent!
However, Ye Feng has the capital to kill two ancient saints of Shaolin Temple with one palm. How powerful is this?
Over the years, Earth cultivators have learned many things from the interstellar battlefield cultivators who arrived, and they know that the ancient saint is comparable to the great star-level Heavenly Lord.
As soon as the thought rang out, everyone felt a creepy feeling.
Ye Feng glanced at the ruins of Shaolin, turned around and returned to Longhu, "Go to Shushan!"
The earth is small, but Shaolin was destroyed. This incident was like a storm, sweeping across China.
In the Shushan sword hall, three figures gathered together alone, each with solemn expressions.
After a while, one of the ancient saints said, "You also know the news from Shaolin. Tell me, what should we do next?"
"How did Ye Feng practice? Zombies are evil spirits cursed by fate. How many zombie ancestors are there in this world? But even the zombie ancestors cannot destroy two ancient saints with one palm."
"Now is not the time to discuss these things. Let's think of countermeasures quickly. Ye Feng is ruthless, as can be seen from the fact that he destroyed Shaolin with one palm..."
Suddenly!
The expressions of the three ancient saints changed drastically, and fear appeared in their eyes.
At this moment, on the towering Shu Mountain, nine true dragons loomed over half of the sky, and the golden dragons exuded a terrifying aura.
"Greetings to the Boundless Saint Emperor!"
The Lord of Shu Mountain, Qingxuan Zhenren, rose into the air and looked at the shadow of the real dragon hovering above his head, his eyes full of complexity.
"Qingxuan, I'm very curious, what on earth have you people gone through to make you break through to the realm of the Ancient Saints one by one!"
Ye Feng's voice rang out from inside the dragon.
Hearing Ye Feng's inquiry, Master Qingxuan showed hesitation on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said through the voice: "A different world!"
Different world?
Having actually spoken, Master Qingxuan no longer hesitated and continued to transmit the message, "We accidentally entered a world teleportation array and descended into a different world with complete rules. That different world has just been born. There is no great way and no laws.
There are only rules to survive. Therefore, the twenty-seven of us completely integrated that different world. In this way, we easily broke through to the realm of the ancient saints."
A complete different world is not a planet or a starry sky, but is like this piece of heaven and earth, vast and boundless.
"You are really lucky!"
Even a saint would be jealous of a complete different world. Once merged, the condensed small world will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes.
If you think about it, if someone completely integrated this world, how powerful would it be?
"coordinate!"
"The tenth star field, the celestial star system!"
Inside the dragon's camp, a strange light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. Although the other world over there has been integrated by Qingxuan Zhenren and others. However, Ye Feng believes that with their realm, it is impossible to completely control them. Otherwise, they would not be able to completely control it.
It is possible to return to this world. After all, once the different world over there is completely integrated, Qingxuan Zhenren will be equal to the way of heaven in that world.
"The name of Shushan is unknown, please change it!"
Master Qingxuan was like a lightning strike, with wisps of blood appearing in his eyes as he stared at the golden dragon in the sky.
"yes!"
In the end, Master Qingxuan gave in. He did not want Shushan to become the next Shaolin, let alone follow in the footsteps of the sweeping monk.
In just one day, Ye Feng transferred almost all the major forces in China.
All the forces possessing the Ancient Saint, facing the unfathomable Ye Feng, have no choice but to surrender, no matter how unwilling they are.
For Ye Feng now, the cultivators on the earth are no longer worthy of his attention. What he cares about are the relics on the earth that have not yet been fully developed.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
Ye Feng once again appeared in the no man's land of Lancheng.
There was a complex look in Fatty's eyes. He looked at Ye Feng who had his back turned to him. He didn't expect that his brother would be so powerful. He could destroy Shaolin with one palm. He only showed his face and had Shushan change its name. Even other forces...
Both inside and outside his words revealed that he wanted to surrender to Huangquan Road.
"Master, my disciple is here to resurrect you!"
Ye Feng stared blankly at the place where Tiansuan Xing had returned to the ruins. He stretched out his right hand and found a crystal clear bead in his palm, exuding mysterious energy.
"Guide, use the Resurrection Bead to resurrect the Astrology Star!"
"Buzz!!!"
As Ye Feng's voice fell, the resurrection beads in his palm suddenly rippled like water, then dispersed with the wind.
