Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Following the death of Ta Gu, when Hei Ming's bloodthirsty eyes looked at the Yin Yang Sect disciples, they were all frightened out of their wits.    

    

At this time, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky. Everyone looked over and saw that the energy vortex had already formed, but the Yin Yang Sect disciples did not dare to move at all, afraid of angering the god of death.    

    

"If I don't kill you this time, if your Yinyang Sect still doesn't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"    

    

Long Bufan's expression was calm as he surveyed his surroundings. His calm voice slowly reverberated in the air.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

In the quiet desert, a domineering intent seemed to have unwittingly surged out from the young figure in the sky. With just his strength alone, he was able to intimidate the crowd. His elegance caused the eyes of quite a number of female sect disciples to flicker.    

    

It was not that he did not want to kill, it was just that Long Bufan hated the people of Yinyang Sect deeply, but there were still many experts of the Celestial Gate Realm in the Yin Yang Sect disciples after all. If he really did kill them, it would not end until he was dead, and the other party would definitely jump down from the wall in a desperate situation.    

    

Furthermore, although Hei Ming was extremely powerful, he would need to consume a lot of primeval stone to be able to unleash attacks like the one before him. With the primeval stone within the storage bag, Long Bufan might not be able to hold on for long, so it was better not to push the Yin Yang Sect disciples in front of him too hard.    

    

For example, if a rubber band was pulled too tightly, it would break and cause one to hurt oneself.    

    

Without Ta Gu, the Yin Yang Sect disciples were like a group of headless flies. Hearing Long Bufan's pardon at this moment, everyone was pleasantly surprised and immediately flew out. One figure after another rushed towards the exit of the secret realm.    

    

However, just as they were about to exit the crevice, a black light flashed and appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye, blocking their path.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

A bloody blade wind swept up, and Hei Ming used the bone blade in his hand to block the exit of the secret realm, the dense Evil Qi mixed with a cold killing intent.    

    

"Didn't you say to let us go?" The leader of the group, a Mystic Gate expert, said with a frown.    

    

Long Bufan rubbed his nose and said smilingly: "It's fine to leave, but you must leave behind your storage bag s!"    

    

With that said, Hei Ming extended his hand out. On this trip to the Secret Realm, the people from the Yinyang Sect had obviously collected many treasures. This piece of fat meat couldn't let them run away for free.    

    

"You ?" However, when he saw the fearsome aura of the Talisman Soldier Dark World that was blocking the exit of the whirlpool, his heart broke down. He could only grind his teeth and unwillingly pull out the storage bag, then shakily flew to Hei Ming's side.    

    

Then, the storage bag that had a face full of pain was placed in Hei Ming's palm, swept past without a hitch, and suddenly entered the spatial crack. In an instant, it disappeared.    

    

Following that, dozens of Yin Yang Sect disciples s lined up under Long Bufan's obscene might, and orderly handed their storage bag over to Hei Ming's thick palm.    

    

It was only when the last Yin Yang Sect disciples left the secret realm that Long Bufan finally recalled Hei Ming. Looking at the dazzling array of over fifty storage bag, his heart blossomed with joy.    

    

"This guy, it's fine that he killed Ta Gu, but he actually robbed the storage bag s of all the disciples of Yinyang Sect. He's really too arrogant. Isn't she afraid of being sworn enemies with the Yinyang Sect?