But this attitude made others even more uncertain.
Zhou Wuya was silent for a moment, and finally said: “I heard that Ye Shengzhu killed Ji Shengbin, the Demon God Sect Master”
Ye Ling smiled: “It’s not a trivial matter.”
Everyone: “…”
Zhou Wuya rolled his eyes angrily: “This matter has greatly boosted my morale, and Holy Master Ye is worthy of the name of the leader of the righteous path.”
“It’s been awarded, it’s been awarded.”
Ye Ling still smiled.
You are a big winner! Everyone in the hall can see that this is the sword master’s attitude to test Ye Ling.
But Ye Changge doesn’t look like a young man in his twenties at all. How could this ambiguous gesture be so skilled? “I don’t know how Holy Master Ye is going to deal with the Demon Sect”
After two unsuccessful attempts, Zhou Wuya finally had nothing to say.
“how”
After Ye Ling heard this sentence, he finally put away the hypocrisy, opened and closed his eyes, and a dignified aura burst forth.
It was like an overwhelming mountain, like a gust of wind. The faces of the people in Jianxin Hall turned red. At this moment, they only felt as if a [-]-meter mountain was pressing on their hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe.
‘How…how could it be so terrifying…’ The enormous pressure made Zhou Wuya stunned.
Although the outside world has long heard that Ye Ling is terrifying, but he is also a powerful emperor…. If you have not seen it with your own eyes, if you have faced it, you will have a hard time understanding that kind of… the difference.
“What does the sword master think?”
“Could it be that the sword master feels that the Xuantian Sect of the deity, together with the Taichu sect, is not comparable to a Demon God Sect?”
Ye Ling changed his previous modesty, and his expression was full of contempt.
“The ending is already doomed, so why bother asking?”
When the words fell, his eyes swept across the audience, causing everyone to bow their heads.
And Zhou Wuya was stunned.
They just focused on Ye Ling and the Sword Tomb itself, but they forgot that there was a terrifying participant in this matter.
The giant who was once known as the head of the Holy Land – the Holy Land of the Beginning.
The Demon God Sect is indeed strong, but it can be stronger than the alliance of the other two giants. “What Holy Master Ye said is very true.”
“What is there to be afraid of, a mere thief of the devil’s way?”
“My Sword Tomb is also willing to advance and retreat with Xuantian Sect in this battle.”
After making the decision, Zhou Wuya immediately changed his hesitation and showed a very grand and dignified expression.
Another old fox.
In Ye Ling’s heart, there was a kind but friendly smile on his face, dissipating his aura, and chatting with everyone in the sword tomb happily…
at the same time.
Demon Sect, Pluto Valley.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing.
The five figures stood on the five dark iron pillars in the Valley of Hades, and the gloomy and terrifying aura was enough to suffocate even if they were separated by thousands of miles.
“Long hate, why did you wake me up and wait, now you can say it”
The black shadow standing in the due west spoke coldly, his voice hoarse like a corpse.
“The deity’s Heavenly Corpse Avenue is being cultivated to a critical moment. Maybe this time, I can break through the shackles and become an emperor with the corpse.”
“If you don’t give an exact reason, don’t blame the deity for having a fight with you.”
As he spoke, his figure fluctuated, and his terrifying aura was pressing towards the Heaven of Eternal Hate that was due east.
However, Changhentian remained unmoved at all.
2 “I wake you up because there is an emergency.”
“What’s the matter, maybe even you can’t handle it?”
The figure in the north asked, and the voice sounded like a woman.
“…”
Changhentian was silent when he heard the words.
Although he didn’t want to admit that he couldn’t, but when he thought of the tragic situation of his old rival Tai Haotian… “It seems that you can’t.”
The southern voice sounded childish, like a child, with mockery in his tone.
“Shut up, Moruotian, you won’t be much better if you change it!”
Changhentian said angrily.
“Oh, that’s not necessarily true.”
The southern voice sneered, and the tone of each word in a sentence was different.
