Ye Fei was shocked immediately, and then without thinking, he rushed over fiercely, hugged the opponent tightly, and pushed him to the ground. Di Fan's furious roar suddenly came from beneath him.
"Ye Fei, you are looking for death!"
Di Fan's face was pale, but his eyes were bloodshot. As a born saint, Di Fan was noble and inviolable no matter where he went. His name was Di Fan, and he was actually the Emperor!
Being in such an embarrassing situation, not only losing all his fighting strength, but also being pinned to the ground by Ye Fei, not to mention that Di Fan has never experienced it, he has never thought about it.
However, the Martial God's restriction was too terrifying. Even if the restriction was stopped midway due to inexplicable reasons, the power that was unleashed before still caused Ye Fei and others to suffer huge losses, so much so that they lost all their strength in a short period of time.
, completely transformed into a mortal.
Of course, Ye Fei and Di Fan are still in good condition. At least they can still move around. However, as the most seriously injured Holy Son of Hell, he has no strength to move at this time. Po Jun's condition is slightly better.
But he could only breathe on the ground.
Po Jun saw that Ye Fei and Di Fan could still stand up and walk after experiencing the pressure of the God of War. He was already desperate, thinking that the treasure of the God of War had no chance with him, until he saw Ye Fei being dragged down by Xue Yue, and Ye Fei
Hold Di Fan down.
At this time, Po Jun's desperate eyes suddenly ignited with a strong hope. He had no strength to stand up, so he actually climbed up on the ground, bit by bit, and climbed to the steps not far away.
Ye Fei and Di Fan immediately became angry.
Di Fan shouted: "Ye Fei, let me go, let's unite and defeat Po Jun first!"
Ye Fei also cursed angrily: "Po Jun, do you still have any sense of shame? As a peerless genius, you are actually crawling on the ground! Di Fan, let's let go first and deal with Po Jun together."
As he said this, Ye Fei and Di Fan grabbed each other's collars, and neither of them had any intention of letting go. It was obvious that they were afraid of letting go of each other, so the other took the opportunity to run ahead.
Po Jun's eyes flashed with deep contempt, and he laughed loudly: "What a bullshit shame, Xue Yue can wet his pants, so what if I crawl on the ground? As long as I can get the treasure of the God of War, I, Po Jun, will be brilliant."
Wan Zhang, I will trample all of you under my feet."
"Pojun, shut up!" Xue Yue suddenly became furious. He was restrained and suppressed by the God of War just now. This was undoubtedly the most embarrassing time for him. Pojun actually dared to expose his scars?
snort!
Considering that Xue Yue had to restrain Ye Fei, Po Jun decisively stopped taunting him and just stared excitedly in the direction of the stone platform, laughing coldly: "This treasure of the God of War finally belongs to me. As long as I can get these two treasures,
Not to mention crawling on the ground, even if you turn into a turtle, I, Po Jun, will recognize you."
As he said that, he found that his hands were gradually losing strength. Po Jun actually knocked his chin on the ground again, and moved forward bit by bit. Although the amplitude was not large, it still put him just a few inches away from the stone platform.
One step away.
I have to say that Po Jun is really a ruthless person, not only ruthless to his enemies, but also ruthless to himself.
The faces of the Black Prison Son and Xue Yue became extremely ugly, their eyes full of anger and extreme unwillingness.
Di Fan even roared angrily. As a born saint, if he could obtain the essence and blood of the God of War, it would most likely transform him from a peerless genius into a stronger peerless evildoer.
But now, he could only watch Po Jun take away the glory that should belong to him bit by bit. After hearing Po Jun's words, Ye Fei's face showed a strange emotion at this time.
"What Po Jun said just now is that he would rather turn into a turtle than crawl over there. I don't have the courage and opportunity like Po Jun, but I happen to have a dragon turtle in my body!"
If he had the strength, Ye Fei really wanted to slap himself now. He was so anxious and confused that he almost forgot that he still had the biggest trump card.
Immediately, Ye Fei's consciousness sank into the beast mark space. When he saw that Xiaocao and Dragon Turtle were not affected by the Martial God's restriction, Ye Fei's mood became extremely excited at this time.
"Dragon Turtle, come out! Throw me over quickly!"
roar!
Knowing that Dragon Turtle, who had not performed well last time, worked very hard this time, as soon as Ye Fei spoke, Dragon Turtle was already gearing up to rush out of the beast mark space, and immediately used its dragon claws to slap Xue Yue and Di Fan away, and at the same time, it fiercely
He kicked Ye Fei.
Then Ye Fei felt that his body could fly again, and he passed directly over the crawling Po Jun, under the extremely shocked gaze of Po Jun.
Ye Fei instantly landed on the stone platform with a bang, and with both hands he grabbed the heavenly realm and the porcelain bottle containing the spirit and blood of the martial god before Po Jun could.
"you……"
Po Jun's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. Just when he abandoned his face, became ruthless, and climbed to only one step away from the stone platform, Ye Fei was able to get ahead of him and steal the Martial God's treasure.
.Intense anger flooded into his mind, and he suddenly fainted with overwhelming energy.
Phew! Phew!
The Holy Son of Black Prison and Xue Yue were so angry that they couldn't help vomiting blood at this moment. Di Fan didn't vomit blood, but the eyes he looked at Dragon Turtle already carried an astonishing murderous intent.
The dragon turtle also immediately felt this murderous intention. Knowing that it could not offend these peerless geniuses who had made breakthroughs, the dragon turtle clamped its tail wisely, returned to Ye Fei in an instant, and crawled back to the beast as fast as possible.
Print space.
Di Fan, the Holy Son of Black Hell, and Xue Yue all looked at Ye Fei with murderous intent and anger.
"Ye Fei!"
"Shameless!"
"Put down the God of War treasure and hand over that damn turtle!"
"Dragon turtle, I, Pojun, will eat that dragon turtle alive! Ah..." On the steps, Pojun woke up leisurely, and suddenly, a huge anger filled his body.
Ye Fei suddenly felt guilty for no reason, knowing that his act of releasing the dragon turtle had completely offended these four peerless geniuses.
"However, you can't blame me for this. Being able to release the dragon turtle is my ability!" Ye Fei shook his head, knowing that the relationship was settled, so he didn't say much immediately, and even said it directly in front of the four people.
Fei unscrewed the lid and swallowed the martial spirit blood in the porcelain bottle.
"Ye Fei!"
Di Fan didn't know where the strength came from, and his strong anger actually allowed him, a born saint, to recover from his weak state.
Then Xue Yue, Po Jun, and the most seriously injured Holy Son of Black Prison erupted with amazing auras and rushed towards Ye Fei. Since the spirit and blood of the Martial God are no longer available to them, now, they only hope
Can snatch Ye Fei's heaven-level domain.
But before they could take action, eight heavenly dragons with teeth and claws suddenly rushed out of Ye Fei's body. One of the heavenly dragons even swallowed the heavenly realm that Ye Fei held in his hand. (To be continued)