Nine Stars Killer

Ye Feng's tone was very cold, like ice cones plunged into the bodies of hundreds of people.

Those coolies dragging the minecart stopped one after another. For decades, no strangers had entered here, all looking at Ye Feng with a blank expression.

"What a mad tone, you alone can kill hundreds of us!"

Ye Feng's realm has not leaked. These hundreds of people are God Emperor powerhouses, thinking that Ye Feng also used a void ship to cross over. In the entire God Realm, who doesn't know that this is the site of Extreme Cold Island, no one dares to come.

The **** emperor is even more impossible, who would run to this place where the birds do not shit, even if they come in, they will walk on a detour.

So there is only one possibility, Ye Feng is here to find something.

Everyone rushed over, surrounded Ye Feng in the middle, ready to shoot.

"Weng!"

The space fluctuated for a while, with a single finger, the surroundings were chilly, and hundreds of people suddenly froze in place, all unable to move, one by one stared at Ye Feng.

"Come!"

Hundreds of people were collected by Ye Feng into the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, and when they were taken back, they became nourishment to help everyone in the alliance advance to the realm.

With just one move, Ye Feng wiped out hundreds of people. Those miners were a little dumbfounded. What method did Ye Feng use to make it so clean.

"Who is the leader?"

Ye Feng seemed to have done a very simple thing, and asked the miners who looked blank.

Those who were absent from work to see the Arctic Island all died, put down their cars, rushed to the ground, and brought out all the underground absenteeism.

One after another, for a full hour, tens of thousands of people stood in front of Ye Feng, men and women, young and old, of different heights. Some people had physical disabilities and still had to work.

As for cultivation, they were completely deprived, and some masters' bodies were restrained, and they could only do hard work.

No one knew Ye Feng, and they all stood stupidly on the spot, thinking that a new ruler came again, just changing the shotgun, and it would enslave them.

"I'm late and make you suffer!"

Ye Feng bowed to everyone. They were descendants of Tianwu. The glory of the witch **** was trampled like this. This was a blasphemy against the witch god.

Back then, there were no twelve witch gods guarding the world, how could there be the current prosperity, the prosperity and development of mankind.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but they don’t understand. Is Ye Feng here to save them?

"Master, didn't you come to take over the realm of wind?"

An old man walked out, his body was dirty, his hair was dirty, and there was even a smell coming out of his body.

"Of course not, I'm here to save you!"

Even if Ye Feng took over, he wouldn't do something so angry.

Hearing that Ye Feng was not taking over the realm of wind, everyone hugged and wept. The suffering of hundreds of years was finally over.

"Thank you, son, for your help. We are infinitely grateful. Go ahead. If you know that people here have been killed, more experts will come!"

The old man asked Ye Feng to leave quickly. There was no need to stay here. They also wanted to leave, not wanting to be enslaved.

"Don't worry, no one will be enslaving you in the future, descendants of Tianwu, standing on the pinnacle of this world, your glory will soon be revealed!"

Ye Feng's voice was loud and spread to every corner. Everyone was shocked. For so many years, no one knew that they were from the Witch Clan. Ye Feng said in one go, it gave many people hope.

"You... how do you know that we are descendants of Tianwu?"

Many elders came out with a look of alertness.

Ye Feng didn't speak, his eyebrows opened little by little, and the Eye of the Sky Witch appeared. He shot everyone and all received the baptism of the Witch God.

The dirt on their bodies was still restricted and all disappeared. Some even screamed up to the sky, trapped for hundreds of years, and finally freed.

"See Lord Sorcerer!"

The Eye of the Witch is enough to prove that Ye Feng is the lord of the witch god, and the twelve witch gods assisted the witch **** and ruled the world.

"Everyone, get up, leave with me, and revive the glory of the Wu Clan!"

Ye Feng wants to take them along and join the Witch Clan. Once the 12 Witch Ancestors merge, the era of the Witch Clan will begin.

"Master Sorcerer, you are finally here!"

Several elders were in tears. They fled here, and even the Wubao was lost. In order to survive, they ended up being treated as slaves.

"not late!"

Ye Feng swept away with a big hand and collected tens of thousands of people into the Buddha, adjusting the time to help them cultivate.

Killed hundreds of **** emperors. They collected fifty years of **** crystals here. It was very impressive. There were only one trillion **** crystals for the first grade, several trillion for the middle grade, and countless lower grades.

There are not many top-grade **** crystals, only tens of thousands, which are very expensive, even the nine-grade **** emperor is in urgent need of such top-grade **** crystals.

After collecting all the remaining **** crystals in the mineral veins, these resources are enough to allow the Wu Clan to develop and grow, and when they return to the Nine Star Realm, the descendants of Tianwu will undergo a complete change.

Divine Sense entered the Buddha, and Ye Feng swept his Divine Sense, with a single finger, a young man appeared in front of Ye Feng.

There were tens of thousands of people, and Ye Feng saw this person at a glance. It was with the help of the Heavenly Wu Witch God that Ye Feng understood the meaning of the wind.

"What is your name?"

The youth was a little nervous, after all, he was facing Lord Sorcerer God.

"Master Hui Wushen, my name is Xi Jun!"

Xi Jun was very nervous and stammered. From his birth to the present, he has been living underground, living an inhuman life.

"Very well, from now on you will be the heir of the Tianwu Wizard God, inheriting the will of Tianwu, and now I will help you wash your body and teach you the inheritance of Tianwu!"

Ye Feng appointed him as the descendant of Tianwu, and for the descendants of Tianwu, only he has the best aptitude and has the potential to become a wizard god.

"Thank you Sorcerer God!"

Xi Jun knelt on the ground with an unbelievable expression. The Lord of the Wizard God chose him as the descendant of the Wizard God.

"Get up, if you don't behave well, I will replace you as well!"

So far, the seven candidates he has selected are very good, depending on the performance of Xijun.

"Master Sorcerer, please rest assured, I will do my best to not shame Master Sorcerer!"

Xi Jun stood up, the excitement on his face was beyond words, as if he saw the Wu Clan standing at the pinnacle of this world.

After the matter of the Wind Realm was settled, Ye Feng went straight to the Ghost Realm, and after the descendants of the Shaman God was broken up, he broke away from the God Realm and entered the boundless darkness.

Ten days later, Ye Feng saw the dark ghost world, with a gloomy atmosphere around him. How could the descendants choose this place?

Tear apart the space and enter the ghost world, all around it is pitch black, there is only a faint light, and there is no fairy air at all, only ghost air, gloomy air.

"Buzzing!"

As soon as Ye Feng stepped in, several ghosts rushed towards him, trying to eat away the essence of Ye Feng's body.

"roll!"

Ye Feng swept away with a big hand, and the little ghosts were shocked and flew out.

The Ghost Realm ranks outside the 100th in the Three Thousand World, which is even lower than the Tool Realm, and the highest strength is estimated to only reach the level of the First Grade Ghost Emperor.

The body drove straight in, the ghost world was not big, not even as big as the wind world, and soon I saw the core place, there was a ghost city, Ye Feng frowned, how could the Wu clan live here, is the calculation wrong?

Since it's here, Ye Feng still intends to check it out. Although there is no fairy qi in this ghost world, ghost qi is also a great tonic for Ye Feng.

"Who breaks into my ghost world!"

From the ghost city, rushed out a gloomy ghost emperor, equivalent to a human first-grade **** emperor.

When humans come in, the ghost world can feel it immediately. This is the breath of being human and the best nourishment in the ghost world.

"Senior Ghost Sovereign, junior Ye Feng, I have something important for you to help!"

Ye Feng first salutes and then fights, there is no need to be stunned with the ghost emperor, the third rank **** emperor's breath is released, and the ghost emperor's body recedes, almost being lifted out, with a gloomy grimace showing a look of shock.

"Three-Rank God Emperor, what do you do in our ghost world?"

The ghost emperor's face showed a look of dread. Since ancient times, human beings and the ghost world have not violated the river water, nor have anyone violated. After all, the resources of the ghost world are useless to the gods.

In the Three Thousand World, the plane at the bottom didn't even have the ability to cultivate. They were all ordinary people, and I wonder if the earth counts as one of the three thousand planes.

"I'm here to ask you if there is a group of humans in your ghost world!"

The fortune teller calculated that the descendants of the shameful harvest are in the ghost world, and Ye Feng must figure out that the ghost world is not suitable for human survival, how could the witches choose this place.

"How do you know there are humans here?"

The ghost emperor was very curious. At this time, several ghost emperors appeared again, feeling the breath of Ye Feng, and their expressions were reduced.

"Let's talk, where are they, I will leave soon!"

Unless he can reach the Ninth Rank Divine Emperor, Ye Feng will find a way to unify the three thousand worlds, otherwise he won't offend any plane.

Destroying the ghost world is certainly simple, this is not Ye Feng's original intention, there must be masters in the ghost world.

"You come with me!"

In awe of Ye Feng, the ghost emperor waved his hand, and a dark passage appeared in front of him. He didn't know where to extend, his body shook and disappeared in place.

In the ghost world, they are all descendants of ghost emperors. They are not human or ghost. They have 70% appearance of human beings. They are all black and fingers are white, which is very scary.

Ye Feng entered the passage, a strong suction appeared, and he entered the underground world.

"Nether Lake!"

Ye Feng smelled a familiar smell. In the Immortal Realm, there is a Netherworld Ghost Spring under the Jiuxing Villa. At that time, the Nether Realm and the Ghost Realm were connected, and Ye Feng seemed to understand a lot of truths.

"Yes, this is Netherworld Lake, they live here, I can only take you here!"

The ghost emperor shook his body and disappeared in place, leaving Ye Feng here alone.

There was seawater everywhere, and there was no trace of human beings. The ghost emperor certainly couldn't deceive Ye Feng. Couldn't they live on the bottom of the sea?

His body suddenly disappeared in place, Ye Feng entered the depths of Netherworld Lake, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he saw the traces of human life in the depths of Netherworld Lake.

In the depths of the Netherworld, some people used various means to open up a pure land, and thousands of people lived here.

Feeling the fluctuation of the pool water, those living in the underwater world immediately took up arms, thinking that there was an invasion by foreign enemies.

When they saw that they were humans, the people under the sea were stunned. Since they moved here, they have never seen an outsider appear here, except for the ghost world.