Soon, the thirty-seven saints scattered around returned to the Naihe galaxy with a sad face.

However, when they saw the fire gun in Ye Feng's hand, they all showed jealousy.

Everyone passed on the news to each other, what should Ye Feng do if he deliberately lured them back, and then used the power of the fire gun to hunt them down?

Ye Feng seemed to see everyone's worries, shook the fire gun, 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 sake of the safety of countless creatures on the interstellar battlefield, I can't do something that people and gods are angry with and slaughter you all! ”

Why is this so ugly!

Everyone was tired for a while, what they said was as if the saint was in his Ye Feng's hands, just like a cat and a dog, he could be killed casually.

"Ye Domain Lord, say it, what do you want us to do!"

"Today's matter, we admit it, but I also hope that you don't have to get an inch in the Ye Domain Master. As you said, we are all saints, and we are the main force in the fight against the barbarian realm in the future, if you really want to kill them all, it is impossible for great beings such as the Great Emperor and the Saint King to sit idly by! ”

Ye Feng looked at the opening saint with a smile, shook the fire gun, and said, "What this saint said is good, but what if I am just a saint for you?" No matter what, my Ye Feng's role is stronger than yours, right? I'll slaughter you now, and then go to the depths of chaos to slaughter a barbarian ancestor, I'm afraid that the Great Emperor and the Sage King of this realm will be very willing, right? ”

"Ugh!"

The saint was choked by Ye Feng and was speechless.

No matter what, this is the world of the jungle, although you are a saint, the combat power displayed by Ye Feng has surpassed that of ordinary saints, comparable to a half-step emperor.

Those great beings on the interstellar battlefield really didn't care about Ye Feng's existence killing one or two saints.

"Ye Domain Lord, this is my compensation, I hope you can forget today's unpleasantness!"

A saint gritted his teeth, took out tens of thousands of years of collections, and handed it to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng had a bright smile on his face and took the space ring handed by the other party.

"Ding!"

"The host is reversed and exchanged, and you can get 300 million zombie points!"

Listening to the system prompt sound in his head, Ye Feng's gaze at these saints became more eager, and he muttered in his heart, "It's really a murder and arson gold belt, when my strength is stronger, do you want to rob the emperor?" ”

When I thought that the saint's family background was so rich, the emperor's collection would definitely be even more amazing.

Now that the saints have taken the lead, the other saints no longer hesitate, and they secretly scolded the hell one by one, and came all the way to take advantage of it, but suffered heavy losses.

Ye Feng's requirements are not high, as long as the compensation of these saints can be exchanged for 200 million zombie points.

Scattered and scattered, with the previous heartstring saint, Ye Feng actually harvested nearly eighty-five billion zombie points this time.

Ye Feng sneaked a glance at the attribute panel, and saw that the zombie point column was 9404670000.

"More than 9.4 billion zombie points!"

Ye Feng felt that his head was buzzing, and this time he had gained more than the total number of zombie points he had had over the years.

Looking at Ye Feng grinning vigorously, the thirty-seven saints present all had ugly faces.

Many saints cursed in their hearts.

"Special mother, just a zombie, actually robbed us all, why didn't God drop a thunderbolt to kill him."

"This product is now full of treasures, the so-called guilt, maybe there is a great emperor hidden in the secret, and his harvest is red, and he will be killed with a stick in a while."

Ye Feng didn't care what this group of saints thought, now that he had more than 9.4 billion zombie points, he felt refreshed, and he had to walk sideways, like a crab.

Of course, there were forty-one saints who besieged him before, but now there are only thirty-eight saints who have taken out the compensation, and as for the remaining three saints, he naturally can't let them go.

At this moment, the Taiheng Monarch, who had fled before, cautiously approached Ye Feng with an embarrassed look on his face.

Ye Feng's eyelids lifted and looked at the Taiheng Monarch who was constantly approaching this side, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Great Domain Master, I have already helped you investigate the three saints who have not yet come to pay the compensation!" Meeting Ye Feng's gaze, Taiheng Monarch hurriedly spoke.

"Oh?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he said, "Tell me!" ”

"Yes, Great Domain Master!"

Taiheng Monarch took a deep breath and said the information he had just gathered, and said, "The three saints are the one-sword Lingtian Saint of the Xuanling Clan, the Wood Pole Saint of the Battle Kui Sect, and the Blood Immortal Saint of the Nine Netherworld Seas. ”

Ye Feng's eyes were full of thought, needless to say, the Xuanling Race was able to stand fifth in the interstellar race, which was enough to prove the terrifying strength of its race.

The Zhan Kui Sect is the top sect in the Third Star Domain, and it is rumored that the sect also has an old emperor, whose background is unfathomable.

As for the Nine Netherworld Sea, it is a chaotic place, where the rules and laws are chaotic, and almost all of the people who live in it are some ruthless people who have offended the big forces. Of course, being able to survive until now in the Nine Netherworld Sea is enough to prove its strength.

Anyway, none of these three saints are easy to mess with.

The thirty-seven saints who were blackmailed by Ye Feng were all playful and sadistic, planning to see what Ye Feng would do next.

"Ye Domain Lord, we have already paid compensation, I don't know if you plan to treat everyone equally?"

"Ye Domain Lord, you can't favor one over the other!"

Ye Feng's eyelids raised, swept towards the thirty-seven saints, smiled, and said: "You don't have to provoke me, since they refuse to pay compensation, it is equivalent to fighting with me endlessly, for the enemy, I don't have the habit of keeping my hands!" ”

"Huh!"

Everyone sneered.

Ye Feng raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said slowly, "Everyone, let's go to the Battle Kui Sect together?" ”

The saints were not stupid, knowing that Ye Feng wanted to borrow their momentum, they naturally would not agree.

"Ye Domain Master, I still have some things, so I'll leave first!"

"By the way, I still have a furnace of pills that I haven't finished refining, and if I don't go back, I'm going to be wasted."

In the blink of an eye, the thirty-seven saints were gone.

The Taiheng Saint and the Moyang Saint looked at each other, but they didn't expect the outcome of the matter to be like this.

Of course, the fear of Ye Feng in the hearts of the two saints was even stronger, and they were no longer so resistant to surrendering to him.

"Let's go, go to Zhan Kuizong!"

"Great Domain Lord, are you really going to Zhan Kui Sect?" Monarch Taiheng cautiously spoke, "I once heard a senior say that the old emperor of the Zhan Kui Sect is undergoing a transformation......

"What's the nonsense, are you going or not?" Ye Feng directly interrupted Taiheng Sovereign's words.

Lao Tzu has more than 9.4 billion zombie points, just an old emperor, afraid of a bite?

[The first shift, today is still the third shift, and tomorrow's business trip may be two shifts.] Don't worry, I'll make it up the next day! Lao Long Code Words are actually difficult to support themselves, so they have to go to work. But, codewords have become a habit! If you think it's okay, support it! 】

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