Ye Chen coldly glanced at the corpse of the giant beast in front of him and frowned. The giant beast in the secret realm seemed a little abnormal and actually attacked him like crazy many times.

At first, Ye Chen threw him away with an extremely high speed and ignored him. After being attacked by a giant beast again, Ye Chen, who was tireless, finally took action to kill him.

But even so, it still did not shock the surrounding beasts. Ye Chen's divine consciousness keenly noticed that many giant monsters were still approaching him.

These monsters are nothing to Ye Chen, but when he thinks that Wu Xinger is in such a crazy group of beasts, Ye Chen can't help but worry.

"Is it because of the influence of the mutations in the secret realm?"

Ye Chen murmured to himself, and suddenly waved his hand, and a transparent gauze enveloped his body, and his breath gradually became ethereal.

It is Yuechenya.

Zi Ning gave this thing to himself, which was of great use.

Later, Ye Chen didn't need it much, so he didn't use it.

The group of beasts lost their sense of Ye Chen's breath and couldn't help but stop. Ye Chen moved and shot forward again.

At the same time, in a cave in the secret realm, a burly man sat upright on a stone chair on the platform.

The other two men stood on his side, and not far from him, there was a prison-like existence. In the prison, a weak woman was imprisoned. It looked like Wu Xinger!

The burly man on the stone chair was drinking the scarlet liquid in the cup, and the liquid emitted a strong smell of blood, as if it was the blood of some creature.

After drinking the liquid in one gulp, he raised his head, looked at Wu Xing'er with a pair of hideous eyes, and sneered: "You are still unwilling to surrender and be my woman?"

That burly manly aura is extremely strange!!

Wu Xing'er in the prison pursed her lips tightly, her face was pale, but she didn't say a word, but looking at her expression, she seemed to be enduring great pain.

The ghost next to the burly man said, "Young master, just go straight..."

The burly man shook his head and said, "Her spiritual body is useful for me to practice ghost fog. Unless she voluntarily sacrifices herself, it will be difficult for me to absorb the cloud spirit energy in her body."

A cold light suddenly flashed in the man's eyes, and he said coldly: "However, if she refuses to follow her life, she will have to use other means. Although the effect is much worse, it is better than nothing."

He turned to another blood clan and said, "How are you preparing for the beast group?"

The man said respectfully: "Now, the beast group is still resisting our control and is in a state of violence. However, I believe that in no time, these low-energy monsters will completely surrender to the soul-catching technique of our clan, and their flesh and blood spirits will be used by the young master."

The young master of the blood clan nodded: "Well, I have been sealed here for so many years, and my strength has dropped so much. If it weren't for someone who destroyed the stability of this secret realm this time, we might really have no chance to escape."

The blood clan who spoke before said worriedly: "Young master, this woman seems to be a disciple of a certain sect. She is trapped here now. Will someone come to find her? With our current strength, I'm afraid..."

The burly man sneered: "This secret realm is only accessible to people under the age of thirty. If you want to enter by force, you can only achieve the cultivation level of the Star Orb Realm, and there is still the danger of space collapse.

What kind of ability can a weak human race have in the age of thirty? If one comes in, I will kill one! Instead, they can use their flesh and blood to restore my strength. The flesh and blood of those warriors are more suitable for our blood clan to absorb than those monsters."

The burly man turned his gaze to Wu Xing'er again, walked to her, and suddenly waved his hand, the prison disappeared, and the invisible power no longer tortures Wu Xing'er. She relaxed and collapsed on the ground weakly.

The blood clan lifted Wu Xinger's slender arms and stared at her pale and beautiful face and said:

"My patience is almost at its limit. Woman, are you choosing to be my woman voluntarily, or are you going to be refined into my body with my soul and flesh, and my soul is gone?"

He looked at Wu Xing'er's beautiful body and suddenly smiled evilly: "However, before your soul is gone, this body is worth having fun."

Wu Xing'er's delicate body trembled for a moment. At this time, the spiritual power in her body, including her soul, was almost exhausted. Not to mention counterattack, she could not even self-destruct.

Two lines of clear tears were left in Wu Xinger's beautiful eyes, and her dehydrated lips opened slightly, murmuring something.

"What did you say?" The burly blood clan frowned, put his ears close to Wu Xinger's lips, and listened to Wu Xinger's murmur intently.

"Ye Chen?" The burly blood clan repeated in confusion, wondering what the two words Wu Xinger said had meant.

"I'm here." At this moment, a faint voice sounded out of thin air, and followed by a powerful sword light!

The blood clan's expression changed drastically, and his body was covered in gray fog, wrapping him up and retreating quickly.

Most of the gray fog was scattered by the sword light, but it still protected the body of the young master of the blood clan. His figure appeared beside the other two blood clans, staring at the unexpected visitor with a serious expression.

The visitor is Ye Chen!

Ye Chen held the sword in one hand and pointed directly at the three blood clans. He held Wu Xinger's waist with the other hand, and looked at the woman in his arms with pity, with no fluctuations in his eyes.

However, if someone familiar with him, he would understand that in Ye Chen's eyes, crazy anger and cold murderous intent were gathering rapidly!

Wu Xinger's eyelashes trembled, slowly opened her eyes, looked at the young man in front of her, and murmured incredibly: "Brother Ye? I... am not dreaming, aren't I?"

Ye Chen hugged Wu Xing'er, tightened his hand tightly placed it on her waist, and smiled gently, "No, I'm here to take you out, Xing'er."

"I promised your father that no one can touch you."

Wu Xinger's consciousness seemed to be clearer at this time. Her body struggled weakly and said weakly: "Ye Chen, go quickly. These three blood clans have been strong people who have been left in this secret realm. Even if their strength has dropped sharply now, it is extremely dangerous. Don't worry about me, go quickly..."

Ye Chen looked at her softly and let out a sigh of relief at her. Wu Xing'er's body stopped and she fell asleep.

Ye Chen turned around, his face suddenly became cold, staring at the three blood clans, and replied, "I don't like to leave behind threats."

The young master of the blood clan couldn't help laughing and said, "Boy, I admit that your sword is very powerful, but with your half-step cultivation, I really think that you can defeat the three of us?
Chapter completed!