Tieshan and other Shenji camp monks felt refreshed when they smelled the aroma of the wine, and the immortal energy in their bodies became a little more active. It can be seen that this wine is indeed a rare treasure.
Ye Feng sat on the main seat, looking at the wine in the glass quietly through the ghost face.
In the eyes of others, this is a glass of peerless wine. But with the insight of his powerful spiritual consciousness, he could clearly see that countless black powders, which were finer than dust, were suspended in the wine, exuding an imperceptible death and decay.
"Good wine." Ye Feng spoke, but there was no emotion or anger in his voice.
The Hundred-Eyed Centipede King was overjoyed and hurriedly advised: "As long as your Majesty likes it, please!"
He made a gesture of invitation, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Feng's movements, and he was already thinking about how he would deal with these "Visitors from Montenegro" after the other party was poisoned.
Ye Feng picked up the wine glass.
The Hundred-Eyed Centipede King’s heart was in his throat.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, including Tieshan and others, Ye Feng drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
"Your Majesty, you can drink well!" The Centipede King almost laughed out loud, but he still suppressed the ecstasy in his heart with a flattering smile on his face.
It’s done!
There is no cure for the extremely poisonous nature of the Nine Nether Soul-eating Grass! As long as it enters the body, it will go straight to the sea of consciousness and erode the soul. No matter how strong this messenger is, his soul may have begun to wither at this moment! He was even ready to activate the ban in the hall the moment Ye Feng Dufa fell down and kill the remaining people in one fell swoop.
However, a breath passed.
Three breaths passed.
Ten breaths have passed.
Ye Feng still sat there as steady as a mountain, and even played with the jade cup in his hand with great interest, as if what he just drank was really just ordinary fruit wine.
The smile on the Hundred-Eyed Centipede King's face gradually solidified.
What's going on?
Why hasn't he fallen yet? Is it because the dose is not enough? impossible! Those three leaves are enough to poison a great demon from the heavenly realm!
"Wine is good wine." Ye Feng put down the wine glass and said calmly, "Unfortunately, you added something that shouldn't be added to it."
Boom!
This sentence, like a thunder, exploded in the mind of the Hundred-Eyed Centipede King!
His face turned pale and he subconsciously took a step back, his eyes full of horror: "Sir... you... what are you talking about? The little demon can't understand..."
"Can't understand?" Ye Feng chuckled and stood up slowly.
He stretched out a finger, and on his fingertips, wisps of very faint black air were being forced out of his body and then dissipated in the air.
It is the poison of the Nine Nether Soul-eating Grass!
The prison body of gods and demons is invulnerable to all methods and poisons.
As soon as this bit of primordial poison entered his body, it was directly crushed and assimilated by the domineering power of gods and demons, and could not even enter his sea of consciousness.
Seeing the wisps of black energy, the Hundred-Eyed Centipede King felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was as cold as ice.
He understood that the other party knew that the wine was poisonous from the beginning! Not only did he know it, he also dared to drink it in front of him, and he was unscathed!
What kind of messenger is this? This is clearly an unfathomable and terrifying existence!
"You..." The Hundred-Eyed Centipede King pointed at Ye Feng in horror, unable to say a word.
"Originally, I just wanted to take the things and leave, leaving you a way to survive." Ye Feng's voice became cold and biting, "But you have to seek death yourself."
The moment the words fell, he moved.
The Hundred-Eyed Centipede King didn't even have time to react. One hand had already pinched his neck and lifted him up.
"Uh..."
The Hundred-Eyed Centipede King lifted his feet off the ground and struggled crazily. The fairy demon essence in his body burst out like a flood that broke a bank, trying to shake Ye Feng's hand away.
But that hand was like an unshakable sacred mountain. No matter how hard he hit it, it would not move at all. The poisonous demonic essence that he was so proud of disappeared without a trace the moment it came into contact with the opponent's body, like a mud cow entering the sea.
Fear, unprecedented fear, completely overwhelmed his mind. “Now, let’s talk about another business.” Ye Feng pinched his neck and raised him in front of him. His eyes under the ghostly face were like two deep whirlpools. “Hand over all the remaining things in your treasure house. Otherwise, I don’t mind tearing off your bones and using them as food.” "Firewood."
In the main hall, the remaining demon generals saw their king being captured as soon as they met. They were all scared to death. They didn't dare to have the slightest idea of resistance. They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic.
"Spare... spare my life!"
The Centipede King was pinched until his face turned purple. What he saw in Ye Feng's eyes was killing intent without any emotion. He had no doubt that as long as he said "no", the other party would crush his neck immediately.
The so-called integrity and dignity are worthless in the face of death.
"I...I will give...all...all to you..." He squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty.
Ye Feng then let go of his hand and threw him on the ground like trash.
The Hundred-Eyed Centipede King collapsed on the ground, coughing violently, breathing heavily, looking at Ye Feng with only awe and fear. He no longer dared to have any small thoughts, quickly got up, and took Ye Feng to his real treasure house in person.
When the door to the treasure house opened, even Ye Feng couldn't help but whistle.
This guy is richer than the Black Wind Wolf King!
All kinds of fairy crystals, materials, and elixirs are piled up like a mountain, and the light shines everywhere, making people unable to open their eyes. The most eye-catching thing is the three dazzling fairy weapons suspended in the center of the treasure house. One of them is a middle-grade fairy weapon!
"Yes, the harvest this time is very rich." Ye Feng waved his hand unceremoniously and moved most of the treasure house into his portable world.
Tieshan and others followed behind, looking at the treasure house, everyone smiled from ear to ear. This feeling of getting something for nothing...no, this feeling of collecting rent based on your "skill" is so satisfying!
After searching the treasure house, Ye Feng did not stop there. He picked up the Centipede King, who had completely lost his temper, and began to ask for information about other "tenants".
In order to survive, the Hundred-Eyed Centipede King told everything he knew and even took the initiative to provide many of the secrets and weaknesses of other demon kings.
Just when Ye Feng felt that this operation could not be more perfect.
A monk from the Shenji Camp who was responsible for guarding the perimeter rushed in with a pale face and a nervous voice.
"Master Ye! It's not good!"
Ye Feng frowned: "Why are you panicking?"
"Outside... there is a flying boat coming from outside! It is very fast and is coming towards us! On the flying boat... there is the flag of Montenegro!"
What?
The atmosphere in the hall froze instantly.
The smiles on the faces of Tieshan and others froze.
Even the Hundred-Eyed Centipede King, who was just glad to have saved his life, looked stunned and stunned.
Another Montenegrin envoy is here?
How is this possible?
Why advance?
Two groups came at once?
"How many people are there? What cultivation level?" Ye Feng reacted the fastest and asked immediately.
"There are restrictions on the flying boat, so we can't see the number of people clearly, but...but there are two auras on it, both...are in the heavenly realm! Moreover, they are much stronger than this centipede spirit!" The monk trembled.