285 talents gathered to become the boss of Gong Jun
Wolf Tianping was immediately furious, howling, and was about to take action, but was pulled back by Hu Xingzhan and Jiao Hongjiang, "This is not the place to take action."
Lang Tianping then tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, looked at everyone coldly and said, "You will be killed in the ancient battlefield."
Hu Xiaoyue couldn't bear it anymore and shouted coldly, "If you dare to deal with big brother Ye Yang, our Nine-Tails clan will go to war with you."
"Hmph, even though you are the princess of the Nine-Tails clan, you are not capable of saying such big words. These people must die. If you don't believe it, just give it a try," Lang Tianping said with a stern face.
Just when Hu Xiaoyue was furious, Ye Yang gently pulled Xiaoyue's shoulder and signaled her not to be angry.
The original indifference on his face disappeared, and a smile appeared on Ye Yang's face, but this smile was a bit sinister.
Others didn't know what Ye Yang's smile meant, but Ye Yuhan and others felt that something was wrong.
"Are you sure you want to be my enemy?"
"Hmph, it's just blood food. You are not worthy of being our enemy." Lang Tianping snorted coldly, his disdain evident in his words.
Ye Yang nodded and said, "Very good, then I know what to do. I haven't eaten meat for a long time. Thank God for giving you all to me."
The three of them were stunned for a moment, but after a moment, they came to their senses and their faces became extremely ugly. Ye Yang actually regarded them as food.
"Boy, you can be cruel now. I saw the ancient battlefield. Are you still capable of being cruel? Let's go." After saying that, the three of them turned and left. They couldn't stay here anymore because they were almost on the verge of going berserk.
Leave as soon as possible while you still have some sense.
Although they were not afraid of any holy land, they were extremely wary of Yu Qiuyu who was presiding over this assessment and did not dare to act recklessly.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyue, have you caused trouble?" Hu Xiaoyue held Ye Yang's hand, her face was full of grievances, and tears were rolling in her eyes.
This expression of pear blossoms and rain was so lethal that everyone present, regardless of gender, was filled with pity.
"What are you talking about? I don't blame you for this." At the same time, Ye Yang was secretly happy. With so many seventh-level monsters, he was finally expected to enter the fourth stage of the Dragon Elephant Dark Golden Body.
Everyone also comforted Hu Xiaoyue. After a while, the original unhappiness caused by the three people disappeared and everyone continued to drink and talk happily.
"Ye Yang, be careful with the three of them." Ao Wuming did not speak, but sent a message to Ye Yang using his soul.
Ye Yang was stunned. Those three people were just the peak of the sect leader. With his own fighting power, he was not afraid of them at all. Why was the eldest brother so cautious?
As if seeing Ye Yang's doubts, Ao Wuming continued to say, "Their monster clan is different from us humans. When they enter the sect master realm, they will inherit their innate magical powers."
Through Ao Wuming's explanation, Ye Yang learned that the monster clan's innate magical powers were unparalleled, and their power was no less powerful than the ancestral weapons.
Moreover, the operation of the monster clan's innate magical powers does not require the activation of the power of the world, but the power of blood. In other words, the three of them all have terrifying combat power, even compared to the saints from all over the world.
, not necessarily much weaker.
Ye Yang was immediately shocked. He didn't expect these guys to be so strong. No wonder they dared to be so presumptuous. Even Ao Wuming, the Holy Son, didn't pay much attention to them.
However, this actually aroused Ye Yang's overwhelming fighting spirit. With so many powerful opponents, he would not be lonely.
"Brother, don't worry. Brothers are not reckless, but since the grudge has been forged, let's repay it with blood." Didn't you say that humans are your blood food? Let's change this time.
"Well, it's better to be careful. If I meet Jiang Yifeng on the ancient battlefield, I will try my best to help you take care of him. However, his fighting power is boundless. I may be able to defeat him, but I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him." Ao
Wuming said with some regret.
After all, they were all at the level of the Holy Son. Although Ao Wuming was arrogant, he was not arrogant enough to kill other Holy Sons at will.
Geniuses at the level of the Holy Son will be cultivated by the entire Holy Land at all costs. In addition to terrifying talents, they are also accumulated with endless resources. Everyone has their own trump card, and it is not easy to kill them.
"Brother, don't worry. My little brother is not an oil-saving lamp. Even if he encounters a Saint Son level, he will still have the strength to fight. If he can't defeat me, he will run away. He won't foolishly fight against others." Ye Yang responded with a smile.
Seeing what Ye Yang said, Ao Wuming felt relieved. He knew Ye Yang very well. He was a strong-willed and proud man, so he was afraid that he would become impulsive if provoked.
"Then let me introduce you to other people. These people will pose a great threat to you."
"The first force on our left is from Mingzhou and is led by Cangming Holy Land. The holy son Zheng Changhao and the saint Li Mingfang of Cangming Holy Land are both half-step lord-level figures."
Ye Yang took a look with his spiritual consciousness, and sure enough, in front of the entire team, a man and a woman were sitting cross-legged, their auras like abyss, and the waves were powerful.
"The forces on our right are from Yanzhou, led by Piaomiao Holy Land. Saint Bai Zhantang and Saint Su Piaopiao are also extremely powerful figures."
"There is no need to introduce the one in Qingzhou across the way. That is the Zifeng Holy Land. You even killed the younger brother of the Holy Son, so you must be very familiar with it."
"And the last Holy Land is from Suzhou, led by Morning Star Holy Land, with the Holy Son Ren Tianxiong and the Saint Gu Youqian. Especially this Ren Tianxiong, you must be careful."
At this time, Ao Wuming had a solemn look on his face. This expression rarely appeared on his face. "This man is extremely terrifying. He has practiced the art of swordsmanship all his life and has reached an extreme level. He is the only one I am afraid of on this battlefield."
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Ye Yang couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Although he had never seen Ao Wuming take action, with his keen sense, his elder brother was absolutely boundless and invincible.
Now that he frankly said that he was afraid of this person, it showed that this person was extremely extraordinary. Ye Yang quickly used his spiritual consciousness to observe the holy son named Ren Tianxiong.
He looked about twenty-seven or eighty years old, with an average appearance, but his face, which was as sharp as a knife, gave people an extremely resolute feeling, as if there was nothing he couldn't do in this world.
Suddenly, Ren Tianxiong, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked like Ye Yang.
Ye Yang was suddenly shocked. He had such a keen perception. He used his spiritual sense to observe and did not show any hostility, but he was still sensed.
Sure enough, this person has reached the ultimate state of man-sword integration. A swordsman at the level of the Holy Son is indeed terrifying.
When Ren Tianxiong looked at Ye Yang, Ye Yang suddenly felt a terrifying will, crossing the distance of space, slashing towards Ye Yang like a heavenly sword.
Ye Yang snorted coldly, "Do you want to compete with me in will? Even the God of Hell can't do it, can you do it?"
The so-called will is a kind of spiritual force that will not cause harm to a person's body, but it can break a person's Taoist heart.
Once a person's Taoist heart is broken, inner demons will arise, and it will basically be difficult to take another step forward for the rest of his life.
The more powerful the genius, the stronger their will, but there are not many who can use their will to attack others.
Ren Tianxiong in front of him did it. His will seemed tangible and qualitative, like a sharp knife, trying to chop Ye Yang's Taoist heart into pieces.
Suddenly, Ye Yang's will fluctuated, and a more majestic will rose up, as soft as a giant spear holding up the sky, and even the heaven and the earth were about to be penetrated.
The two wills collided silently. The two of them were shocked and retracted their wills. This collision of wills failed to please anyone.
There was a hint of shock on the face of Ren Tianxiong Gujing Wubo, and he looked at Ye Yang in disbelief, but he remained silent for a moment and continued to rest with his eyes closed without speaking.
Ao Wuming also sensed the collision of wills just now. Just when he was about to take action, he found that Ye Yang had already received the blow calmly, and he couldn't help but admire him.
"It's really strong." Ye Yang said with some admiration. His will was already so strong. Once he took action, he might not even have a chance to escape. He was indeed a monster that even Ao Wuming was afraid of.
"You're not bad either. You can actually block his invincible will. You know, his will is accumulated by killing countless strong men of the same level. You can actually be evenly matched with him," Ao Wuming praised.
Ao Wuming admired this little brother Ye Yang more and more. He gave many surprises to others.
"But don't focus all your attention on the Holy Son and the Saint. There are many talents in the five major states, and there are countless geniuses. There are definitely not a few people who are hiding in the abyss."
"Just like Huang Wuya of Huangquan Sect, there will definitely be others among other forces. Many people choose to keep a low profile and hide themselves, just to be surprised and win greater fortunes on the ancient battlefield," Ao Wuming warned.
After all, there are many dark horses that have shone brightly on ancient battlefields in the past. Not every force will show off its largest lineup to others like the Holy Land.
Ye Yang nodded. Ao Wuming's words made sense. Who knows which small force hid some monster-level masters in the snow.
Just like the Soul Star Sea who was beheaded by Ye Yang in the Immortal Sword Valley, if he had not died, after such a long period of practice, coupled with the advancement of the ancient gold-eating insects, he would definitely be a very dark dark horse.
But this dark horse met Ye Yang, who was even darker than him, and was completely hacked. But there are definitely not a few such people in the five continents.
Ao Wuming also introduced some exclusive secrets about the ancient battlefield to Ye Yang, allowing Ye Yang to know more about the ancient battlefield. Although it was not much, at least Ye Yang knew that those areas were safe and those places were extremely dangerous.
At the same time, I also had an intuitive understanding of resentful spirits. Those were the unyielding resentful souls generated after the death of the most powerful men on the ancient battlefield, condensed into physical bodies, and produced extreme murderous thoughts.
These resentful spirits were extremely powerful during their lifetimes. Even after death, they still harbor resentments and are extremely terrifying existences.
After Ye Yang learned a lot about the ancient battlefield, on the second day, a cold shout came: "The ancient battlefield assessment has begun" (to be continued)