Ye Feng said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Saint Lord, please listen to me. You use the relics of the Beast Saint, just because the relics of the Beast Saint are stronger than ordinary middle-grade weapons. You can exchange them with you with a sword that is more powerful than the relics of the Beast Saint Lord. How about it?"
Long before seeing the Dark Saint, Ye Feng had already thought about using the fake heavenly artifact, Blood Demon and the Dark Saint to exchange the Beast Saint relics. As the fake heavenly artifact, Blood Demon is no less powerful than the Beast Saint. The Dark Saint is willing to exchange, and Ye Feng's mission has been completed. If the Dark Saint is unwilling to exchange, he can only kill him, but the Dark Saint is not so easy to kill.
"A treasure stronger than the relics of the Beast Saint? You are so angry." The Dark Saint looked at Ye Feng and sneered.
The claws of ordinary Tianling Emperor-level white tigers are stronger than those of the middle-level Zun. The claws of the Tianling Emperor-level White Tiger are even more attacking holy claws. The Saint-level White Tiger Claws of the Saint-level White Tiger Claws are several times more powerful. In this world, someone can refine treasures that are stronger than the beast-level Zun’s relics. The Dark Holy Lord doesn’t believe it.
"When I refine such a treasure, the Lord Saint can naturally identify it. If it is not as strong as the beast Saint's relics, don't be it." Ye Feng dared not say that he had such treasure now, and he would not dare to take out the blood of the pseudo-sky artifact. Otherwise, if the dark holy Lord turned his back and killed someone to seize the treasure, Ye Feng would not have time to cry. This dark holy Lord even dared to rob the beast Saint of the White Tiger clan, let alone the treasure of an unknown soldier. This is Ye Feng hid the shocking halberd and the Holy Spirit Pearl of Fire, otherwise these soul-bearing things would definitely be discovered by the Dark Saint. The pseudo-sky artifact does not have a complete soul, so there is no problem.
The Dark Saint looked at Ye Feng with his eyes narrowed, "If you have the ability to refine weapons, I would have looked at you with admiration. However, even if you have a good treasure, I would not hand over the relics of the Beast Saint to you."
"Why is this?"
"Why?" The Dark Saint raised his eyebrows, "With your strength, can you stop the White Tiger Clan's relentless robbery? If the relics of the Beast Saint are back in the hands of the White Tiger Clan and the White Tiger Beast Saint appears again, how could it not come to cause trouble for me?"
Ye Feng was stunned and immediately understood that the Dark Saint Lord was afraid that the White Tiger Beast Saint Lord would cause trouble for him in the future. There are twenty-five saints in this world, the five saints are stronger than the eight human saints, and the eight human saints are stronger than the twelve pseudo-saints beasts. But it is strange that once they become the Saint Lord, the strength of the Saint Lord will not change, and it has been like this for many years. Otherwise, the Saint Lord's strength would not be so close, and they died together so many times in history!
As for what this noble saint was going on, Ye Feng naturally couldn't know.
At this moment, the dark dragon covered in blood flew over and knelt down as soon as he saw the Dark Saint Lord, "Sir, we can't stop it anymore. The disciples have retreated less than a hundred miles away from here. The Lord of the Palace asked me to beg you to take action now."
"How could I not know what kind of battle situation?" The Dark Saint suddenly shouted coldly, and at the same time, he looked at Ye Feng, "But I know everything I need to know, boy."
Ye Feng was stunned,
"Since you can refine treasures that are stronger than the relics of the Beast Saint Lord, then refine a few more items for me. Attack, defense, and auxiliary materials must be refined. If you need them, please ask the Black Underworld. If the Black Underworld does not have them, I can rob you. As for the reward, you are a member of my Black Underworld, so you have to serve my Black Underworld. There is no need for reward. Don't you have any objection?"
When Ye Feng heard the greedy request of the Dark Saint, he wanted to curse himself. He wanted to use the fake heavenly artifact to exchange the Dark Saint's relics with the Dark Saint. But in his tone, he did not exchange it, but to give it to him directly, and it was not a piece, but a whole set. He thought what the treasure of the fake heavenly artifact was, and he said he would refine it. Ye Feng just wanted to refine a holy beast suit, going back and forth to the five holy beast areas. Is it easy?
However, judging by the meaning of the Dark Saint, if you don’t agree, you will kill you directly, Ye Feng could only agree repeatedly, with a happy smile on his face.
"Haha, OK!" The Dark Saint Lord raised his head and laughed, and then he disappeared.
"Your uncle, I'll curse you to die a thousand times this time. I'll refine a pseudo-sky artifact for you. I'll refine it for you!" The Dark Saint Lord left, and Ye Feng muttered.
"Brother Ye, what are you talking about?" Dark Dragon looked at Ye Feng strangely. Now Ye Feng's status in the Black Underworld is the same as that in the Nine Gates, and this Dark Dragon is also very polite to Ye Feng.
"No...it's okay!" Ye Feng waved his hand quickly.
"Then let's go over and join the war quickly," Anlong immediately pulled Ye Feng away.
Ye Feng's face turned green. What's the matter with this war? Besides, it also involves four giant sects and two saints. He doesn't count in it, so he can easily die. But the dark dragon just pulled Ye Feng like this, and Ye Feng was simply forced to join the war.
At this moment, in the battlefield, another guest official in the Black Underworld, Li Hao was besieged and died. The seven sect masters who came to the Black Underworld this time were the three of Dark Dragon, Nie Yun and Jiang Xin, and of course Ye Feng, the new sect leader.
Except for the high-level members being killed, the low-level disciples, those who were slow to escape, were chased by masters from the three-party alliances, and the three-party alliances behind them were still chasing them, and they were completely dying. The Crazy Blood Tu, with black light scattered all over their bodies, was very excited when facing this side of massacre. The black light flashed, and all the disciples passing by were killed by the black light of the Crazy Blood Tu. How could these weak disciples escape from the Tianling Emperor?
The battlefield that stretches for hundreds of miles, the shouts of millions of people, and the blood of hundreds of thousands of people have changed the color of the world!
"Old Nie Yun, you see, this battle has only been half a day, and nearly one million disciples have died. You can't escape. Why don't you join my Guangming Continent? I can consider letting you be my gatekeeper. What do you think, haha?" Kuang Xuetu laughed and howled. He killed very happily today. He killed people without any scruples, and killed many people. It is the favorite thing for those who practice the Blood Demonic Way.