On this day, a middle-aged man in blue shirt suddenly walked out of the mysterious Sky Demon Forest, with a graceful demeanor and a bit of elegance!
This middle-aged man walked out of the Sky Demon Forest and stood still.
"You bastard from Tianshen Palace, are you still hiding here to spy on me? You really don't know how to live or die."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt glanced at the void in the distance and couldn't help but smile coldly.
"How can it be!
I carry the Void Formation Flag personally given by the Palace Master, which tightly shields the time and space where I am. Even the demon kings in the Eastern Wasteland cannot see through it. Who is this person? Why did they see through it all at once!
Could it be that he is..."
In that void, there was an old man sitting cross-legged. At this time, his expression changed drastically.
"Come here."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt reached out and grabbed it.
boom……
A terrifying force fell from the sky and was instantly exerted on the old man. The old man was then pulled over and suspended in front of the middle-aged man in blue shirt, unable to move.
"You are indeed the ancestor of the Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan!
You are actually alive!"
The old man no longer had any doubts at this time and was so horrified that he screamed out.
You know, with his strength, even if several demon kings came, he could fight, but he didn't expect to be so vulnerable in front of this middle-aged man.
I'm afraid only the ancestors of the demon clan have such terrifying strength!
"You know I'm still alive, but you still dare to come here to pry. Are you tired of living?
Your Tianshen Palace is very good, but you have been testing my bottom line during this period. Do you really think I am easy to bully?"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt said with a sneer.
"Demon Ancestor, have mercy on me!"
The old man quickly begged for mercy. He felt the murderous intention of the middle-aged man.
puff!
As soon as he finished begging for mercy, the middle-aged man in blue shirt stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and it shattered the old man's body as if he were breaking an egg.
Then the middle-aged man in blue shirt stretched out a finger, stained with the old man's flesh and blood, and drew a dragon and snake in the void. Using the flesh and blood as ink, he quickly drew a domineering golden symbol.
"go!"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt waved his sleeves, sending the golden symbol hurtling towards distant time and space.
In the blink of an eye, this golden symbol rushed out of the Eastern Wasteland at an incredible speed, roaring towards the end of the continent.
Not only was this golden symbol extremely fast, it also made a roaring sound that shook the sky wherever it passed.
On this day, people throughout Hongmeng Continent heard the roaring sound over the continent.
"what is that?"
There are many masters with strong perceptual abilities on the mainland who used their powers of vision to see the golden symbol whizzing past high in the sky, and couldn't help but be horrified.
"This rune has a strong demonic aura and contains terrifying demonic power. It seems that judging from the aura, it should be one of the Eastern Wasteland demon clan.
Unexpectedly, he is still alive and still in the Eastern Wasteland."
There were also many strong men from the older generation who recognized the origin of this golden symbol and sighed in surprise.
After about a dozen breaths, this golden symbol swept across half of the continent, arrived in front of a splendid palace, and then exploded, causing the space and time to shake violently.
"He is the ancestor of the Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan!
Unexpectedly, this old dragon is still alive and seems to be in good health."
In the palace, a tall figure shrouded in dazzling laws suddenly opened his eyes, shot out two sharp gazes, and spoke loudly.
The Lord of Tianjin Palace!
"This old dragon has always been called a madman and can do anything. We still don't know what his true condition is, so we'd better not provoke him for the time being.
When I find out his true condition later, I will kill him myself."
The palace owner thought for a while and said to himself.
"Give me the order to withdraw all the people in Donghuang."
The palace owner said loudly outside the palace.
at the same time.
Eastern Wasteland.
In front of the Heavenly Demon Forest, a middle-aged man in blue shirt stepped forward and disappeared.
After a while.
In front of the headquarters of Ziwei Sect.
A certain space rippled gently, and then a figure stepped out of the space. It was the middle-aged man in blue shirt!
"It is indeed an imperial tradition. It has been in decline for such a long time, but it still has a trace of glory."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked at the headquarters of Ziwei Sect and said softly.
Then, his eyes suddenly looked around the Ziwei Sect.
"Sure enough, there are quite a few guys who want to come and take advantage of the Ziwei sect."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt sneered.
Then he suddenly stretched out a big hand, kept enlarging it, and instantly turned into a giant hand covering the sky, exuding terrifying demonic power, suppressing the whole world.
"Come out!"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt shouted loudly, waved his big hand, and grabbed the five old men several times in succession like lightning. He grabbed the five old men from a distance and held them in his palm as if he were holding five little chickens.
"Who are you!
Why did you attack us!"
"Senior, you came to the Ziwei Sect probably for the inheritance of the Imperial Way. The five of us are not from the Ziwei Sect. You may have misunderstood, senior.
Please let us go, we will leave immediately and will not compete with you for the imperial inheritance."
…
The five old men were shocked and angry, and they kept making noises.
They thought that this middle-aged man in blue shirt also came here for the inheritance of the imperial way.
"Who the hell is this guy?
When did we in the Eastern Wasteland have such a terrifying master?"
"Could it be that this guy is not from our Eastern Wasteland, but from other areas of the mainland?"
The five old men secretly communicated and asked each other.
"I'm not here for the inheritance of the Imperial Way, I'm here specifically for you guys."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt said indifferently.
Puff puff...
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man in blue shirt shook his hand and directly shocked the five old men to death.
"From now on, no one can provoke the Ziwei sect, otherwise, this will be the end."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt said calmly.
Although the words were plain, when they spread, they were like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth.
At this time, Ye Yunfei had already discovered it, left the ancestral temple in one step, came outside the mountain gate, and looked at the middle-aged man in blue shirt.
"Thank you, senior, for coming to help."
Ye Yunfei cupped his fists and said.
In fact, Ye Yunfei had roughly guessed the identity of this middle-aged man in blue shirt.
"Haha, little Su Fei, you don't have to be polite.
Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you for your gift."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt said with a smile.
"My little friend Su Fei is not simple. It's better to be famous than to meet him.
There is no young person in our Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan who can compare with you.
He is indeed a boy born from a hero!"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked at Ye Yunfei and was a little surprised. He seemed to have noticed how extraordinary Ye Yunfei was and spoke loudly.
"Old-timer deserves a reward."
Ye Yunfei replied.
"Old senior, please come in so that our Ziwei sect can fulfill our duty as landlords."
Ye Yunfei made a gesture of invitation.
"No.
I still have something to deal with.
Please come again if you have a chance in the future.
Goodbye, little friend Su Fei."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt said.
After saying that, he turned around and walked away. With one step, he disappeared.
As quickly as it comes, as quickly as it goes.
"Who is this guy?"
Xuangui came to Ye Yunfei's side and asked.
"The ancestor of the Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan."
Ye Yunfei said slowly.
"It's him!
No wonder, I felt his breath was a little familiar just now!"
The black turtle was shocked and turned pale.
"To be precise, it's a clone of the ancestor of the Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan."