The Desert King turned and ran away.

He has lost face.

When life and death are at stake, what is face and can it be eaten?

Of course my life is at stake!

"King of the Desert, why are you leaving?" The elder of the Blood Demon Palace looked at the back of the Desert King and his eyes widened.

Why did the desert king, who had sworn so solemnly just now, turn around and run away? Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

"hiss!"

At this moment, the elder of the Blood Demon Palace heard the gasps of cold air coming from the hundreds of strong men around him.

He was stunned for a moment and found that everyone around him was looking at the sky and were dumbfounded on the spot.

"what's the situation?"

The elder of the Blood Demon Palace frowned and looked at the sky, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the terrifying light of the ax slashed by the Desert King was frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

The person who took action was actually a tall and handsome young man with no fluctuation in his cultivation.

If this man hadn't been hanging high in the sky, the elders of the Blood Demon Palace would have thought that he was an ordinary person with no cultivation.

"King of the Desert?"

Ye Feng kept reaching out and used the power of the heroic spirit to stabilize the axe. He looked at the figure running away frantically, his eyes slightly focused.

This back view looks very familiar!

The next moment, he finally recognized the other party, and with a squeeze, the axe's light was shattered into pieces.

"King of the Desert, where can I escape?"

Ye Feng shouted violently, and the sound wave swept out, shocking the group of strong men in the Blood Demon Palace to the point where they vomited blood and fell like dumplings.

As for Ye Feng, after a few flashes, he crossed hundreds of miles and caught up with the Desert King who was running at full speed.

"Don't come over here!"

The Desert King looked back and saw Ye Feng's terrifying face, and his body had shrunk to normal due to fear.

He immediately speeded up.

However, the gravel below suddenly rose into the sky and turned into a giant palm of sand hundreds of meters long, pinching him tightly.

"Divine Yuan Realm!"

The Desert King took a breath of cold air.

In the last battle, Ye Feng was only at the level of the Spirit Sea Realm, but now, not long ago, the opponent's strength has reached the Divine Origin Realm!

This speed is simply terrifying!

"King of the Desert, you have no way to escape!"

With Ye Feng's thought, the sand and gravel, blessed by the power of the heroic spirit, were like a sharp blade, easily penetrating the desert king's chest, causing him to scream.

"Senior, please spare my life!"

The king of the desert repeatedly begged for mercy, "As long as you spare my life, I can make you a cow or a horse!"

In order to live, the Desert King chose to abandon his dignity.

"System, can the Desert King accept him as a mountain-guarding spiritual beast?"

Ye Feng did not make a decision immediately, but asked the system.

"Ding, the other party is making excuses with the leader, and is not sincerely submissive, so he cannot be subdued."

"Oh, I got it!"

With a thought, Ye Feng's long sword made of gravel "teared" and stabbed the Desert King through.

"You...you are so cruel!"

The Desert King stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at Ye Feng, with a look of reluctance on his face, but his consciousness gradually dissipated until he completely lost his life.

A high-level demon king fell like this.

Since then, all five demon kings in the deserted desert have been killed by the Piaomiao Sect.

The overall strength of the entire barren desert has dropped significantly.

If there had been no chance encounter, it would have been at least hundreds of years before a new Demon King of the Spirit Sea Realm was born here.

"Collect the corpse of such a good demon king."

Ye Feng transferred the spiritual blood of the Desert King and then threw his corpse into the system space for preservation.

Then, after a few flashes, he returned to the sky above Beiliang City.

"The King of the Desert was actually obliterated by this person!"

"Look at the clothes of those people... these are the clothes of the inner disciples of the Piaomiao Sect!"

"This person is the leader of the Piaomiao Sect, Ye Feng!"

"Run away!"

The strong men of the Blood Demon Palace, who were severely injured by Ye Feng's sonic pressure, all had their livers and gallbladders broken after witnessing the death of the Desert King.

Regardless of their injuries, they rolled and crawled away.

"Let you go?"

However, when Ye Feng stretched out his palm, the hundreds of powerful people in the Blood Demon Palace felt their bodies being suppressed by the majestic mountains, and they all fell to the ground, unable to move.

As powerful as the elder of the Blood Demon Palace, this person at the peak of the spiritual sea realm was struggling to support the ground with his hands at this moment, unable to resist.

"It is indeed Ye Feng!"

"According to legend, this person is in the middle-level divine realm. Except for the main hall master, no one can rival him."

"Why are we so unlucky to meet him!"

The elder of the Blood Demon Palace felt very regretful.

He hated his bad luck.

If you come earlier or later, you can perfectly avoid Ye Feng's appearance.

However, he does not have the ability to predict the future.

Now suppressed by Ye Feng, he can only admit defeat.

"Who are you?"

As soon as Ye Feng grabbed it, these hundreds of people were entangled in the ropes turned into gravel, unable to move.

Gravel is not that powerful.

However, after the power of heroic spirits is poured into it, even low-grade spiritual treasures can be split.

"We won't tell!"

Several Blood Demon Palace deacons said solemnly.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, they burst out on the spot.

Ye Feng looked at the elder of the Blood Demon Palace and said: "There are two ways, tell me all the circumstances, or I will investigate."

"Just kill me!"

The elder of the Blood Demon Palace closed his eyes.

He cannot betray the Blood Demon Palace, otherwise, it will be a dead end.

It's all death anyway, so why not resist and die with more courage?

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the person from the air, and the person exploded into powder.

"hiss!"

The expressions of the remaining people changed drastically.

At the peak of the Spiritual Sea Realm, he kills whenever he wants. This Ye Feng is too ruthless!

"What about you? Do you want to take the initiative or let me force you to confess?" Ye Feng looked at the remaining hundreds of practitioners.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

"By the way, try the Eye of Insight." Ye Feng looked at one of the practitioners at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Detailed information immediately appeared in sight.

"Your name is Ma Daha. You are at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm. You have a middle-grade root bone. You have been practicing for 530 years. You are now an elder in the Blood Demon Head Palace."
To be continued...