Douluo Zhiwo's system is unconvinced again

Huo Ling'er looked at Ye Feng excitedly. He whispered: "Bad scoundrel, this is an excellent opportunity. The nine-headed lion clan is powerful. With their loyalty, Shi Cun's strength will surely rise to a higher level.

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Ye Feng naturally knew that the nine-headed lions had huge potential. However, to Huo Ling'er's surprise, Ye Feng did not agree immediately. Instead, he made a condition, "No allegiance is required. From now on, people from Shicun will come here to choose mounts. Not many, ten will be enough."

Can."

"Mount?"

The leader of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan looked stern.

It's called the Nine Spirit King.

Nine-headed lions have endless potential, and many gods like to use them as mounts. This is an insult to the nine-headed lion race.

However, when King Jiuling heard Ye Feng's words, instead of feeling insulted, he asked excitedly: "Are you going to be your mount?"

"No." Ye Feng shook his head.

"Then..." Nine Spirit King hesitated.

The Nine Spirits King has heard about Ye Feng's badge achievements. Especially the scene of Ye Feng's previous tribulation, the Nine Spirits King saw it from a distance.

Jiuling King, Fairy Yuechan and the Witch all agreed that the person who had overcome the tribulation was Ye Feng.

If he could become Ye Feng's mount, the Nine Spirit King would be very willing. But Ye Feng said no.

The excitement in the eyes of the Nine Spirit King subsided a little and asked: "Is it Shi Hao?"

"no."

"Is it Shi Ermeng?"

"No."

"Is that Shi Qingfeng?"

"No."

"It's not Shi Qingfeng, is it the Stone-skinned Monkey?"

"None of that."

"It can't be...your apprentice Xia Youyu, right?" Nine Spirit King asked Ye Feng weakly.

"Every twenty years in Shicun, someone will come to the Nine-Headed Lion Clan to choose a mount. There are ten people in total." Ye Feng said.

"Your Majesty, you are making our nine-headed lions become the mounts of the Shicun people for generations to come." The Nine Spirit King paused, and seeing the change in Ye Feng's eyes, he quickly explained: "Your Majesty, don't

Misunderstanding. I'm just feeling emotional. Okay. I agree to your conditions. Even if someone wants me to be a mount, I will accept it."

"King Jiuling, I can tell you in advance. The ten people from Shicun who came to the Nine-Headed Lion Clan to choose their mounts must be the future pillars of Shicun." Ye Feng was really worried about Shicun.

Shicun is not only a village where the Willow God is worshiped as a sacrifice, it is also Ye Feng’s first stop in this world.

With the nine lions from the Nine Lion Clan as mounts, Ishimura's combat effectiveness will grow to a higher level in the future.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, King Jiuling felt much better.

The people in Shicun are all monsters. They are all ridiculously strong. The most important thing among them is training resources.

The Nine Spirit King promised Ye Feng, mainly because he took a fancy to the resources Shicun had, especially the miraculous elixirs.

"King Nine Spirits, go and wake it up. Do you really think that my lower world is a medicine field and a livestock farm? I can harvest whatever I like." Ye Feng wants the lower world to be godless and change its role from prey.

As a hunter, it is natural to intervene.

The Nine Spirit King entered the cave and soon walked out of the cave. Behind it was a huge pure-blooded creature.

Its four legs are like the pillars of heaven, its belly is white, and its back shell is shining with black luster.

The Nine Spirit King quickly withdrew from the cave.

"You're guilty, you dare to provoke me."

The big turtle looked up to the sky and yelled, scolding: "You are brave, you nine-headed lions. It is your honor that the gods in the upper world can take a fancy to you. You are so ignorant of praise. You are really looking for death."

Huo Ling'er laughed: "I think you are the one who is really looking for death. Only the Venerable Realm dares to speak like this to a bad scoundrel. The god who lit the divine fire has been refined by the bad scoundrel. What's more, it's you."

"Nonsense. Whoever can conquer the lower realm of the strong man who ignited the divine fire must not talk nonsense." The big turtle questioned Huo Ling'er's words.

"Look what this is?" Huo Ling'er stretched out his hand and took out a golden elixir.

"The breath of divine fire?!" The big turtle looked bright and exclaimed: "Did you really kill a god?"

"Not just one god, but many." Huo Ling'er put away the golden elixir.

At this time, a gray light flashed in front of Ye Feng, and a sword appeared in front of him.

"The Weapon of Chaos."

The big turtle screamed in surprise, and its expression changed drastically. Especially the ten golden soul rings rhythmically beating under Ye Feng's feet, which frightened it and made it sweat profusely.

When the big turtle saw Ye Feng raising the Xuanyuan Sword, he immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Don't. Don't kill me. I was forced too. The gods in the upper world forced me. I am the black turtle, and they treat me badly."

My favor is like that of a nine-headed lion. Please let me go, I am willing to be your mount."

The big turtle is very confident inside.

It is a black turtle, a pure-blooded creature. It is willing to be a mount for humans, and humans will definitely like it.

However, the big turtle was disappointed.

Ye Feng's tone was indifferent, without any hesitation: "You are not worthy."

After saying this, Ye Feng waved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and struck the black turtle's shell with one strike.

"boom!"

The sharp Xuanyuan sword pierced the sky. One sword split the black turtle into two halves.

"Well!"

The Nine Spirit King looked dull.

The black tortoise's defensive power is astonishing, and its shell is sturdy and immortal.

The shell of a black turtle in the Venerable Realm can turn into a mountain peak after death and will not decay for thousands of years.

However, such a unique piece of armor with extremely high defense could not block Ye Feng's sword.

The Nine Spirit King shocked Ye Feng even more.

King Jiuling had only heard legends about Ye Feng before. Now that he saw Ye Feng's strength, he felt that meeting him was far better than being famous. Even worse.

Ye Feng put away the Wuhun Xuanyuan Sword.

After overcoming the tribulation, Ye Feng had different feelings when he used Wuhun Xuanyuan Sword again.

"Maybe……"

Ye Feng felt that his martial spirit might be able to become stronger.

Douluo is just a sewer of fantasy.

The reason why Ye Feng has been able to rely on the Xuanyuan Sword to be tyrannical until now is because of two reasons. First, he possesses the status of Chaos God, and second, his Qi cultivation realm continues to improve.

With the support of the Chaos God's divine power and majestic mana, Ye Feng's Xuanyuan Sword martial spirit continues to bloom with splendor.

Just now, Ye Feng used the Xuanyuan Sword again. He repeatedly pointed out to others that he had a strengthened inspiration for his Xuanyuan Sword martial spirit.

"Bad scoundrel, what should I do with the body of Xuangui? Or should I make elixirs?" Huo Ling'er asked Ye Feng.

"No, let's make soup this time. Turtle is more suitable for making soup than refining elixirs." Ye Feng said.

"Is this the Shiquan Dabu Decoction you are talking about?"

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

"Such a big black turtle cannot be stewed in one pot." Huo Ling'er said with a headache.

"Just leave it to the Nine Spirits King." Ye Feng smiled and looked at the Nine Spirits King.

The Nine Spirit King was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly understood and beamed with joy.

The Nine Spirit King raised his hands to Ye Feng and said, "Your Majesty, leave it to me."