This little black ice beast has changed again, its body is slightly fatter than before, and it is stretching out its cool tongue to lick Ye Ming's face. Ye Ming turned his face away, turned over and pushed the little guy to the ground, and asked, "Hasn't your father come to see you recently?"
The little Xuanbing beast blinked its big eyes a few times, looking pitiful. In fact, Ye Ming also knows that once the Black Ice Beast leaves its cub, it will never visit again. The purpose of this is to make it self-reliant so that it can learn the skills to survive in a dangerous environment.
Ye Ming sighed, touched its little head, and said, "It doesn't matter. When you grow up, you can go out to find him."
At this time, he raised his head and glanced at the little dragon elephant. He immediately flicked his finger and two drops of the dragon elephant's true blood flew over and fell into the little dragon elephant's mouth. When the true blood enters the body, it is immediately transformed into the power of the rolling dragon elephant and injected into its body. An astonishing scene happened. The baby dragon elephant quickly grew in size, becoming almost the same as an adult dragon elephant in the blink of an eye.
It obviously failed to react and stared blankly at its body, not knowing what was happening. And Ye Ming was not prepared to explain to him that he had done what he promised Long Xiang, so there was no need to stay anymore.
"Remember to protect yourself." Ye Ming touched Xiao Longxiang's head again, "I'm leaving."
The little Xuanbing beast was very reluctant to give up and followed Ye Ming for a long distance before giving up.
"Finally fulfilled the promise." Ye Ming felt relaxed and decided to go to the orchard that Zhou Hao said to see if he could get some benefits.
That place was far away from his current location, and given that this place was a forest of monsters and full of dangers, he could only move forward cautiously. He walked like this for half a day, avoiding countless powerful monsters along the way.
Suddenly, a level six monster rushed forward. This monster looked like a tiger but not a tiger, like a wolf but not a wolf. It had two wings on its back, but they were both broken. It was running away covered in blood. But before it could reach Ye Ming, a thick arrow flew over and pinned the monster to the ground heavily. The arrow was ten meters away and was as thick as a thigh.
Ye Ming stood still, knowing that there were masters behind him. Sure enough, four figures fell down, and it was clear that they were all Martial Lords. A ten-meter-high shadow hung above each person's head, which was their manifested Martial Spirit. Of these four martial spirits, one is a black bear, one is a sword, one is a bush of flames, and one is a giant with sharp horns.
Different people have different martial souls. Using different things as reference, different martial souls can be cultivated. Martial spirits can be living beings, weapons and other items, or things of your own imagination. Therefore, there is an old saying in Tianyuan Continent: a thousand people have a thousand kinds of martial spirits.
These four people, three men and one woman, were all young people in appearance, but based on their temperaments, Ye Ming judged that they were all old guys who had lived over a hundred years old. The four of them were surprised when they saw Ye Ming. After all, this place is close to the center of the monster forest. Powerful monsters often appear and are very dangerous. A warrior at the level of a great martial artist cannot survive at all.
"Boy, who are you?" One of them spoke. He was wearing a cuckold, his face was covered with fine pockmarks, his skin was sallow, and he spoke softly, like a woman.
Ye Ming said politely: "I am a hunter and have met several Martial Lords."
The cuckold Lord Wu snorted coldly and said, "You are of low cultivation, and you actually go hunting in a place like this. Are you looking for death?"
The other man had a large gourd with green leather hanging on his waist. He was bald, barefooted, in ragged clothes, with a full beard and a mouth full of yellow teeth. He suddenly grinned and said, "That old bastard is very slippery. We have failed several times. Why don't we use this kid as bait? The old bastard is greedy. Seeing such a young man with such thin skin and tender flesh, he will definitely want to eat it."
The third person was wearing white linen clothes, and in his hand was a white flag made of unknown material, with nine skulls painted on it. His face was pale and he was born with a dead face, and he said coldly: "This is a good idea. Let this kid lure the old bastard out, and then we will take action together to kill him."
The fourth person is a woman. At first glance, she looks only eighteen years old. But upon closer inspection, she looks like a woman in her forties. She has a piece of animal skin around her waist and chest. Her feet are bare and her navel is exposed. He was born handsome. A bunch of bells were hung around his waist, and when his body moved, a strange bell sound was emitted.
Ye Ming looked at the four people calmly. He knew that these four Martial Lords were not comparable to ordinary Martial Lords. They were definitely masters among masters. People like Chen Fusheng are simply incomparable. Sure enough, Beiming told him that these four people had Horcruxes on them, which were extremely powerful.
At the Wujun level, because they possess martial souls, the weapons they use are also called soul weapons. Horcruxes can be activated with soul power, and have endless magical uses and many incredible uses. Powerful Horcruxes can increase a person's strength several times, or even ten times, and are often very powerful.
When an unarmed Martial Lord meets a Martial Lord carrying a soul weapon, the former often turns away because he has no chance of winning. This shows the importance of soul weapons to Wu Jun.
At that time, Ye Ming defeated Chen Fusheng with one move. That was because weapons could not be used on the fighting platform. Otherwise, it would be difficult to determine the outcome.
Through conversations with several people, he knew that the situation was not good, and four people wanted him to be the bait. Being a bait is definitely risky, but if he is not willing, he is afraid that he will be killed immediately. Of course, if they really fight, he has the means to kill these people. Not to mention anything else, just the Xiaoqiang hidden in his sleeve is enough to kill these people in an instant.
However, he was very curious about what the old bastard was, so he didn't let Xiao Qiang take action.
Mai Wujun came to Ye Ming and said, "Boy, did you hear what we said?"
Ye Ming: "I heard it."
"Three thousand miles away from here, there is an 'Eight Kings Pond'. There is an old monster in that pond. It has lived for tens of thousands of years. It is an eighth-level monster with a cultivation level comparable to that of a Martial Saint. We have tried to hunt it several times. , none of them succeeded.”
"You met us today because of your bad luck. Later, we will use you as bait to lure that old bastard out. In other words, you are going to die. What do you want to say before you die?" Mai Wu Jun asked calmly. It was rare that his tone was serious.
Ye Ming sighed: "You are Wu Jun, I can't resist, so I just want to ask, why do you insist on taking down that old bastard?"
The animal skin woman chuckled lightly and said, "Little brother, sister is here to tell you. There is a treasure in the pool that the old bastard is guarding. Only we know about it. Otherwise, who would be bored enough to kill the bastard."
"What kind of treasure is it?" Ye Ming asked.
"What does a person who wants to die know so much?" Cuckold Wujun said coldly.
Ye Ming: "I hope I can die clearly. If I don't know why I die, I will not cooperate."
"Okay, why not tell him?" Bald-headed Lord Wu waved his hand disapprovingly, "Boy, let me tell you, there is a Buddha bone relic in the pool."
"Buddha bone relics?" Ye Ming was surprised, "Is it something that was formed after the Buddha passed away?"
"You have some knowledge, yes, that's it." Bald-headed Lord Wu said, "It is said that the Buddha's relics have strange effects. Now that we know it, we naturally have to find a way to get it."
Bei Ming immediately said: "Master has received the inheritance of Buddhism. If he gets this relic again, he will definitely make a breakthrough, and maybe he can truly understand the emptiness of all dharma."
At this time, a ray of light shrouded Ye Ming, and the five people flew towards the pond three thousand miles away, and soon they arrived nearby. After landing, Mai Wujun said: "Actually, you may not die today. As long as you can lead the old bastard to the shore, we can kill it."
Ye Ming couldn't help but ask: "A few of them are Martial Lords, and the other party is an eighth-level monster. Can they really kill it?"
The cuckold Martial Lord said coldly: "What do you know? The Horcrux in the hands of the four of us can easily kill the Martial Saint. What does the eighth-level monster mean?"
Ye Ming then said nothing and followed the instructions of the four people and walked towards the pool. From there to the water pool, it was at least dozens of miles away, but Si Wujun didn't seem to be afraid of Ye Ming escaping, or he felt that Ye Ming was escaping from the hands of Little Ears and the others, so he didn't follow him.
Finally we arrived at the pool. The pool was not big, less than three acres in area, but it was very deep and could not be seen to the bottom. When he came to the edge of the pool, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, and he quickly stepped back. I saw a black light shooting out from the water, turning into a dark hand, and grabbing it without thinking.
Another person would never be able to avoid such an attack, because before the palm of his hand was released, there was a force to immobilize Ye Ming. Fortunately, he had absolute power and was able to break through the restraining force and retreat a hundred steps in an instant.
The dark hand did not give up and continued to capture Ye Ming, while Ye Ming retreated with all his strength. Probably angered by his escape, the pool of water rolled, and a black light rose into the sky, turning into dark clouds in the sky, and its head was shrouded towards Ye Ming.
However, as soon as the dark clouds left the pool, strange ringtones rang out from all sides. The ringtone seemed to have magic power, causing the dark clouds to disperse all of a sudden, revealing its true body, which was a turtle the size of a tabletop, staring at Ye Ming fiercely.
Then, a cuckold fell from the sky, wrapping up the big turtle and suppressing it. Then the bones on the skull flag shot out billions of sword lights, instantly cutting the turtle into millions of pieces. Finally, there was the big gourd, which shot out a black light and sucked the turtle in without leaving a single hair on it.
Ye Ming was dazzled and deeply shocked by the power of the Horcrux. However, Beiming told him that not all Martial Lords have Horcruxes, not even one out of ten, because the refining of Horcruxes is difficult and must be in harmony with the Martial Spirit, which results in most Martial Lords not having suitable Horcruxes.
The four Martial Lords were very happy after easily killing the old bastard. The Mai Yi Martial Lord didn't even look at Ye Ming, who was the "hero", and raised his hand to kill with a ray of light, directly between Ye Ming's eyebrows. No one else had any intention of stopping it. It was obvious that this was their common idea, which was to kill people and silence them.
"Is it too much?" Ye Ming asked lightly. The killing light was annihilated three feet in front of him and was blocked by a terrifying force.
"Huh?" The four Martial Lords were surprised and all looked over.
"Little brother, you can actually withstand the blow of the mourning warrior. You really have some skills. No wonder you can survive the old bastard's attack." The female warrior chuckled, "It's a pity that it's useless. In front of us, you are worse than an ant. All weak."
"Really?" Ye Ming said lightly, "Xiaoqiang."
"Boom!"
The void exploded, and a dragon several miles long appeared from the sky. Its terrifying pressure crushed the area thousands of miles around. All the monsters lay dormant, fearing to offend it.
The four Martial Lords were like small boats in a storm, swaying left and right, their faces pale. Xiaoqiang is a ninth-level Martial God-level monster, and has already taken a step toward the level of a Beast God. He is so powerful that even ordinary Martial Gods are no match for him, let alone four mere Martial Lords.
No matter how powerful a Horcrux is, it has a limit. Against level nine monsters, it is like scrap metal and has no effect.
"You..." Mai Wujun, who took action, couldn't even say the whole sentence, pointing at Ye Ming, with a look of shock and fear on his face.
Ye Ming said lightly: "Kill him."
"Crack!"
The space was imprisoned, and the four Martial Lords couldn't even make a sound, so they turned into flesh and blood and bones, dying beyond death.
Ye Ming snorted and said: "Using me as bait and actually killing me is too much." As he said that, he put away the four people's Horcruxes and the storage equipment they had on them.
It seems that these four people are all very powerful people. The storage rings are full of treasures. Ye Ming made a rough estimate. Not counting the Horcruxes, the total net worth of the four of them exceeds 30 billion Martial God Coins.
"Not bad." He nodded with satisfaction and sold everything through the merit ring on the spot. As he estimated, these items were sold for a total of 31.2 billion sacred merits.
After putting away the Horcrux, he jumped into the pool and continued to search for the Buddha's bone relics. As soon as he entered the water, a group of young men and women arrived. If Ye Ming were here, he would definitely recognize a few of his acquaintances, including Jianchi disciples Zhao Tianyi, Zuo Douhuang, and Liu Piaopiao.