Fengshen : Please, stop observing me

Ye Xuan looked at the demon race of the bird leader lying on the edge of the arena with exhausted mana, while Kong Xuan immediately reached out and grabbed it.

The demon clan of the head of the bird instantly left the arena, leaving only the breathless Maitreya.

After Kong Xuan named a Da Luo Golden Immortal of the Asura tribe again, the eyes of the Da Luo Golden Immortal of the Asura tribe showed joy.

He bowed towards Ye Xuan and Kong Xuan, laughed viciously, and walked towards Maitreya.

“My favorite thing is to fight the God of War!”

Na Asura looked at Maitreya with fighting intent and said with a big smile.

He had always felt that only the Asura tribe was the god of war, and now that he heard that Maitreya was actually called the god of war, he wanted to try it.

Maitreya felt the little mana left in his body and watched this Asura tribe’s face change.

At this moment, Kong Xuan stepped forward,

“At this time, the elixir given by the master is used to restore mana.”

Kong Xuan’s right hand was a little, and a pill was sent into Maitreya’s body, and Maitreya suddenly found that his mana was recovering at a hundredfold speed.

This frightened him.

But seeing the Asura tribe on the opposite side, his face suddenly became ugly.

I saw that the body of the Asura tribe flashed with blood-red light, and the raging qi rushed towards Maitreya.

Maitreya helplessly raised his hands and began to fight with the Asura tribe.

Ye Xuan looked at the battle between Maitreya and the Asura clan, nodded, and looked at the sluggish-looking Birdhead Demon Clan and said lightly,

“Technical work, reward!”

The last gorgeous move of the Bird-headed Demon Clan just now, ‘Flying Feathers in the Sky’, is really good.

As soon as Kong Xuan heard Ye Xuan’s words, he randomly selected a fan-shaped magic weapon from the pile of magic weapons in front of him and threw it to the Bird Head Demon Clan.

“Take it, the master will reward it, as for the elixir, you can eat it yourself.”

Kong Xuan pointed to the half barrel of pills on the other side and said expressionlessly to the bird-headed demon clan.

All the Da Luo Golden Immortals who were captured by Kong Xuan looked enviously at the Birdhead Demon Clan taking pills.

And after the Asura in the arena saw it, he was even more powerful.

In this way, time passed slowly, and whenever Maitreya was exhausted, Kong Xuan would always refill the pill on time.

Let Maitreya fight again full of vitality.

Maitreya wanted to cry and tearlessly watched Da Luo Jinxian enter the arena one after another.

And he did not have the slightest rest, Maitreya collapsed.

“I’m really not the God of War!”

Three hundred years later, Maitreya watched those Da Luo Golden Immortals consciously rush to enter outside the arena.

He hissed.

In the past three hundred years, whenever the changing creature entered the arena, he would say something that he wanted to fight with the God of War.

Now when Maitreya heard the word God of War, he immediately felt his scalp numb.

These Da Luo Jinxian who entered the arena to fight with him changed batch after batch.

And he’s still fighting endlessly.

At this moment, Maitreya did not want to fight anymore.

Looking at the Da Luo Golden Immortals who were eager to try outside the arena, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, those Da Luo Jinxian glanced at each other, but shouted in unison,

“Stop pretending, you are the God of War!”

Maitreya doesn’t want to fight? None of them agree!

In their eyes, Maitreya is a elixir and a magic weapon!

Seeing that Maitreya wanted to retreat, these Da Luo Jinxian were immediately unhappy.

If Ye Xuan didn’t let Maitreya fight, then what about their elixirs and magic weapons?

Kong Xuan, who was beside Ye Xuan, saw the horror on Maitreya’s face without the slightest sympathy.

Then he pointed to a creature of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and signaled the purple-faced creature to enter the arena to fight.

The purple-faced creature’s face suddenly showed joy, and he bowed his hand towards the surrounding Da Luo Golden Immortal,

“I’m sorry guys, it’s my turn this time.”

After the purple-faced creature finished speaking, he laughed and entered the arena, walking towards Maitreya…

Zhao Gongming looked at the horror in Maitreya’s eyes, and there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

They are also saint disciples, and Maitreya is a little miserable now.

He also couldn’t figure out why Ye Xuan had such a strange decision, and actually kept staring at Maitreya.

Could it be that Maitreya’s battle implied some chance?

Zhao Gongming’s eyes suddenly lit up, sat up straight, and muttered,

“Maitreya has the title of ‘son of chance’, and it is not true that this move is really a chance…”

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming suddenly perked up and watched Maitreya’s battle intently.

And this look, it is another three hundred years.

At this time, there was no panic in Maitreya’s eyes, all of them were numb.

Faced with this endless battle, Maitreya has become completely numb.

He knew that even if he begged Ye Xuan for mercy, maybe Ye Xuan would not let himself end this pain.

Looking at the technique cast by the Asura on the opposite side, Maitreya subconsciously cracked it.

“Huh…”

Zhao Gongming looked at Maitreya’s subconscious action, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Maitreya was now completely oblivious to what spell the Asura tribe on the other side was casting.

He just made a random block, and it was extremely effective to crack.

This made Zhao Gongming a little interested.

And the East Sea Dragon King in the East Sea Dragon Palace was also full of solemnity in his eyes at this time.

Six hundred years have passed, but Ye Xuan’s group is still in the East China Sea, but they have never left.

This made the East Sea Dragon King Ao Guang feel that Maitreya was not letting him fight all the time, but what was he hinting at himself?

Otherwise, why has Ye Xuan never left until now?

“Father, do you say that the Terran also has thoughts about the Dragon Clan?”

Ao Jia, who was behind the East Sea Dragon King, watched Ye Xuan act like this, and also thought that Ye Xuan was using Maitreya to threaten the dragon clan.

Let the Dragon Clan know that even if he is a Saint disciple, he doesn’t pay attention to it at all!

What’s more, a quasi-saint who has no saint sitting in town?

Ao Guang’s face also changed slightly,

“I think so too? It seems that it is time to consult the ancestors! ”

Ao Guang looked at the Pangu Banner supported by Jin Peng behind Ye Xuan, and he felt more and more that Ye Xuan was the First Saint.

Otherwise, why are these three great saints’ supreme treasures above this East Sea.

Maybe the three brothers of Sanqing all have ideas about the dragon clan.

Therefore, there will be three great saints supreme treasures suspended above the East China Sea.

Ao Guang took Ao Jia and entered the dragon clan secret room under the crystal palace again.

Under the secret room of the dragon clan, a huge hall appeared.

The area of this golden dragon hall is larger than the East Sea Crystal Palace, I don’t know how many times.

In the Dragon Hall, a golden dragon with huge wings slowly opened its eyes and watched the arrival of Ao Guang and Ao Jia.

“Ancestor, our dragon clan has been targeted!”

Ao Guang pulled Ao Jia to see the dragon for the first time, and hurriedly spoke.

This golden dragon is the heritage left by the dragon family from ancient times.

Ying Long who survived the Great War of the Three Races in ancient times.

And Ying Long is also the strongest existence in the realm of the dragon race now.

When Ying Long heard Ao Guang’s words, his huge eyes suddenly appeared solemn.