Soon, thirty-seven scattered saints returned to the Naihe Galaxy with disgrace.
However, when they saw the gun in Ye Feng's hand, they all showed fear.
Everyone communicated with each other. What should he do if Ye Feng deliberately lured them back and then used the power of the fire gun to hunt them down?
Ye Feng seemed to have seen everyone's worries, shook the firecracker, and said with a smile, "Everyone, you don't have to be so nervous. Although I, Ye Feng, am a zombie, I am also a member of the interstellar battlefield. If you all die, who will resist the barbarians?
?So, you don’t have to worry, for the safety of countless living beings in the interstellar battlefield, it is impossible for me to do something that is outrageous to both humans and gods and kill you all!”
Why do these words sound so unpleasant!
Everyone was disgusted for a while, what he said was as if the saint was in Ye Feng's hands, just like a cat or a dog, he could kill him casually.
"Master Ye, tell me, what do you want us to do?"
"We admit defeat for today's matter, but we also hope that you, Lord Ye, will not push too far. As you said, we are all saints and will be the main force against the barbarian world in the future. If you really want to kill them all, Great Emperor, Saint King
It is impossible for such a great being to sit idly by and ignore it!"
Ye Feng looked at the saint with a smile, shook the gun, and said: "This saint is right, but what if I am just a saint to you? No matter how you say it, my role as Ye Feng is better than yours, right?
If I kill you now, and then go to the depths of chaos to kill a barbarian ancestor, I am afraid that the great emperor and saint king of this world will be very willing, right?"
"Well!"
The saint was choked by Ye Feng and was speechless.
After all, this is a world of the weak and the strong. Although you are a saint, Ye Feng's combat power has surpassed that of ordinary saints and is comparable to a half-step emperor.
Those great beings on the interstellar battlefield really don't care about beings like Ye Feng killing one or two saints.
"Master Ye, this is my compensation. I hope you can forget the unpleasantness of today!"
A saint gritted his teeth, took out tens of thousands of years of collection, and handed it to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng had a bright smile on his face and took the space ring handed to him.
"bite!"
"The host reversed the exchange and obtained 370 million zombie points!"
Listening to the system prompts in his mind, Ye Feng looked at these saints more eagerly and murmured in his heart, "It's really a golden belt for murder and arson. When I get stronger, do you want to rob the emperor?"
When I think that the saint's family is so rich, the emperor's collection will definitely be even more amazing.
Now that a saint has taken the lead, the other saints no longer hesitate. They all secretly cursed the hell, they came all the way, and instead of taking any advantage, they suffered heavy losses.
Ye Feng's requirements are not high. The compensation for these saints only needs to be exchanged for 200 million zombie points.
Scattered together with the previous Heartstring Saint, Ye Feng actually harvested nearly 8.5 billion zombie points this time.
Ye Feng took a sneak peek at the attribute panel and saw that the zombie clicked on this column, 9404670000.
"More than 9.4 billion zombie points!"
Ye Feng felt his head was buzzing. This time, he gained more zombie points than he had accumulated over the years.
Seeing Ye Feng grinning like a fool, all the thirty-seven saints present had ugly expressions.
Many saints cursed in their hearts.
"Damn it, a mere zombie actually robbed us all. Why didn't God send down a lightning bolt to kill him?"
"This guy is covered in treasures now. The so-called crime of possessing a jade, maybe the emperor is hiding it secretly. He is jealous of his harvest and will beat him to death with a sap later."
No matter what these saints think, Ye Feng now has more than 9.4 billion zombie points. He feels refreshed and has to walk sideways, like a crab.
Of course, there were forty-one saints besieging him before, but now there are only thirty-eight saints offering compensation. As for the remaining three saints, he naturally cannot let them go.
At this moment, Lord Taiheng, who had escaped before, cautiously approached Ye Feng with an embarrassed look on his face.
Ye Feng raised his eyelids and looked at Lord Taiheng, who was constantly approaching, with a cold light in his eyes.
"Great Territory Lord, I have helped you investigate the three saints who have not come to pay compensation!" Meeting Ye Feng's gaze, Lord Taiheng spoke quickly.
"oh?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth and he said: "Tell me about it!"
"Yes, Great Territory Lord!"
Lord Taiheng took a deep breath and told the information he had just collected in detail, saying, "The three saints are respectively the Yijian Lingtian saint of the Xuanling tribe who is fifth in the interstellar race rankings,
The Muji Saint of Zhan Kuizong, and the Blood Nether Mad Saint of the Nine Netherworld Sea."
There was a look of thought in Ye Feng's eyes. Needless to say, the Xuanling clan was able to stand fifth among the interstellar races, which is enough to prove the terrifying strength of their race.
Zhan Kui Sect is the top sect in the third star region. It is rumored that the sect also has an old emperor whose background is unfathomable.
As for the Nine Netherworld Sea Territory, it is a chaotic place with chaotic rules and laws. Almost all the people living there are ruthless people who have offended big forces. Of course, being able to survive in the Nine Netherworld Sea Territory until now is enough to prove its strength.
Anyway, these three saints are not easy to mess with.
The thirty-seven saints who were blackmailed by Ye Feng all looked playful, planning to see what Ye Feng would do next.
"Lord Ye, we have all paid compensation. I wonder if you plan to treat everyone equally?"
"Lord Ye, you can't favor one over the other!"
Ye Feng raised his eyelids, glanced at the thirty-seven saints, smiled, and said: "You don't need to provoke me. Since they refuse to pay compensation, it is equivalent to fighting with me until death. I have no habit of holding back on my enemies.
!”
"hehe!"
Everyone sneered.
Ye Feng raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said slowly, "Everyone, let's go to Zhan Kuizong together?"
The saints are not stupid either. Knowing that Ye Feng wants to take advantage of their power, they will naturally not agree.
"Master Ye, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now!"
"By the way, I still have a furnace of elixirs that I haven't finished refining. If I don't go back, the refining will be useless."
In the blink of an eye, the thirty-seven saints left cleanly.
Saint Taiheng and Saint Moyang looked at each other, not expecting that things would end like this.
Of course, the two saints were more afraid of Ye Feng, and were no longer so resistant to surrendering to him.
"Let's go and fight Kuizong!"
"Great Territory Lord, do you really want to go to Zhan Kuizong?" Lord Taiheng said cautiously, "I once heard a senior say that the old emperor of Zhan Kuizong is undergoing a transformation..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you going?" Ye Feng directly interrupted Lord Taiheng.
I have more than 9.4 billion zombie points. I'm just an old emperor. Are you afraid of catching one?
