The words of the leader of the Dragon Clan became a little colder under Ye Bai's cold laughter: "Ye Bai, don't think that our Dragon Clan is really afraid of you. This time we are giving face to the senior Tiansheng Palace, otherwise...
Hum!" The words that followed were self-evident.
Regarding such words, Ye Bai glanced at the Dragon Clan leader lightly: "What? Do you think I am afraid of your Dragon Clan?"
The tense smoke between the two sides ignited again. On the other side of the Tiansheng Palace, Dong Fan showed a displeased look on his face. He pressed his withered palms to both sides. Suddenly, Ye Bai and the leader of the Dragon Clan were standing in an awkward position.
They bent down voluntarily and finally sat back down in their respective positions.
Dong Fan looked at Ye Bai and said: "Ye Bai, don't go too far. I know your identity, so I don't want to make things worse, but I hope you can stop it."
"Your Majesty?" Ye Bai squinted at Dong Fan, but these two simple words made the powerful men of Tiansheng Palace present couldn't help but shudder, even after they passed.
For thousands of years, that name is still deeply engraved in their hearts. They are in awe of the owner of that name, but more importantly, they are still afraid.
A strange light flashed in Dong Fan's eyes, and he soon returned to normal. His old face was still as old-fashioned as before, and there was no change at all. He looked up at Ye Bai, and Dong Fan said: "You are not him, so
You don’t have that right to speak either.”
Ye Bai was noncommittal. In this world of cultivation, everything is based on strength. This time, Ye Bai originally came with the intention of peaceful negotiations, but now it seems that this intention is obviously in the wrong place. He stood up
Ye Bai was about to leave: "Since we can't go on, we don't have to say any more." Ye Bai and the other three just turned around and walked out of the hall.
"How dare you, really you can come to the Holy Palace whenever you want and leave whenever you want?" Yang Qian's gloomy voice burst out in the main hall, and then he saw Dong Fan who was sitting next to him just a second ago.
The next second, he appeared in front of Ye Bai and the others.
When Yang Qian came to Ye Bai and the others, the space where Ye Bai and the others were located began to fluctuate violently, and the space made a "squeak!" sound, as if the tall building was about to collapse. The space here seemed to
It was about to collapse under the pressure.
Huang Quan and Shen Yun stretched out their hands towards the shaking space, preparing to restore it to its original state. Seeing this, Yang Qian smiled coldly: "Are you two weak people at the third level of Venerables trying to calm the collapse of my space?" Then
There is a strong sense of uncutness beneath the voice. Although there is only one word difference between saint and venerable, there is a world of difference between the two. Even ten strong men at the third level of venerable can hardly shake one.
He is a strong man at the level of a saint, not to mention that Yang Qian is more than a saint.
Under Yang Qian's full force, the space vibration that had just seemed to be calming became more violent. Huang Quan looked at Yang Qian and narrowed his eyes: "I didn't expect that in thousands of years, you would actually reach the third level of the Saint."
Super strength." Recalling the so-called 'strong man' who begged for mercy from his subordinates back then, Huang Quan only had a sarcastic sneer.
Looking at the smile on Huang Quan's face, a strong killing intent surged out of Yang Qian. At this moment, he seemed to think of the battle with Huang Quan, especially the result of that battle, which made him
Yang Qian felt that only by killing Huang Quan could he completely forget the shame.
But at this moment, Qin Kun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qian, with a look of boundless anger on his unchanging face: "You'd better forget what happened back then, otherwise the two of us will
The war is inevitable."
Yang Qian calmed down a little under Qin Kun's words. Looking at this powerful man who was the deputy master of Tiansheng Palace with him, Yang Qian knew that the opponent's strength was not weaker than his own. If he really took action at this moment,
Then he won't get anything good.
"Qin Kun, don't forget that you are now a member of our Tiansheng Palace. Do you really want to cause trouble for outsiders in our Tiansheng Palace?" At this moment, Yang Qian had no choice but to put down his big hat and hope Qin Kun.
Can go back.
But he thought wrong. When he heard this, Qin Kun couldn't help but didn't retreat. Instead, his whole body's momentum surged instantly, and his calm eyes flashed with red light. At this moment, Qin Kun's body was filled with a wave of energy that was not weaker than the one Yang Qian had released before.
Murderous aura broke out.
"That's enough. What are you talking about? How have you cultivated your mind after so many years?" Dong Fan finally couldn't stand it anymore and started to drink loudly. He came between the two of them. Dongfang directly forced it with his own strength.
After separating the two people, in front of him, it seemed that neither Yang Qian nor Qin Kun had the slightest resistance.
"Half Saint?" Huang Quan said softly, casting a faint glance at Dong Fan.
Yang Qian and Qin Kun each snorted coldly, but the surging momentum in their bodies was withdrawn. Dong Fan looked at the two of them, then looked at Ye Bai and the others, sighed and said: "
Go back and sit down first."
Facing the words that were almost orders, Ye Bai looked at Shen Yun and Huang Quan. Shen Yun and Huang Quan looked at each other and nodded. Seeing this, Ye Bai returned to his seat helplessly.
Ye Bai and the others had just sat down when Dong Fan spoke again: "Since you can't talk about this matter, our Tiansheng Palace will not interfere anymore, but I still want to remind you that in the end it will be easier for you.
They will only be aliens."
Just after Dong Fan finished speaking, Ye Bai thought of something very important. He looked at Dong Fan and asked, "I want to know if all the saints in the world of cultivation are in the Tiansheng Palace?"
Although this question is a bit weird, Ye Bai naturally has his reason. Zifeng and Zi Xi are at least strong men who have reached the level of saints. Since the Dragon Clan can capture them, they at least need to send strong men.
Come on? Then where did this saint come from? Ye Bai remembered that Shen Yun told him that the saints in the world of cultivation were all in the Tiansheng Palace.
Facing Ye Bai's tricky question, Dong Fan didn't say a word. He turned his attention to the leader of the Dragon Clan. The leader of the Dragon Clan did not avoid it. He looked at Ye Bai and said, "I, a member of the Dragon Clan, will never join other forces.
, this will never change, our Dragon Clan will naturally participate in the catastrophe of ten thousand years, but the strong men of our clan will not enter the Tiansheng Palace." These words were very domineering, but people present knew that the Dragon Clan was that domineering.
Strength.
Ye Bai looked at the leader of the Dragon Clan, and then looked at the Tiansheng Palace. Then Ye Bai smiled coldly, and then stood up again: "Everyone, that's all for today. I am still in the City of Sin."
Some problems remain unresolved." Shen Yun and Huang Quan stood up immediately.
Dong Fan was a little unhappy with Ye Bai's attitude, but he didn't say anything to persuade him to stay. However, Qin Kun on the side said to Huang Quan: "Xiao Si would like to meet you." This meant asking for Huang Quan's consent.
, Huang Quan looked at Qin Kun, hesitated slightly and nodded: "I'll wait for you in Sin City." This time Qin Kun just nodded and didn't stop him.
Ye Bai looked at the strong men on the other side of Tiansheng Palace, especially when he saw the old man with the goatee, there was a deep coldness in Ye Bai's eyes. He turned around, and Ye Bai and the other three strode out of the room.
The main hall of Tiansheng Palace.
In the room, Yang Qian was very unhappy that Ye Bai and the others had left safely, and said angrily: "It's just a few venerable people, but they dare to behave like this."
Qin Kun raised his eyes and looked at Yang Qian without saying anything. Then he saw Qin Kun's figure gradually fade and finally disappeared into the main hall.
Seeing that the interior of the Tiansheng Palace seemed to need to be sorted out, the Dragon Clan Chief stood up to leave. However, the Tiansheng Palace did not say anything to persuade them to stay, but just watched them leave the main hall following Ye Bai and the others.
"Palace Master, do we really not care about Ye Bai?" The old man with the goatee said anxiously. The look in Ye Bai's eyes when he left made him very uneasy. The Sword Sect was over, but he still wanted to fight for the sword.
Zong saved a few seeds.
Dong Fan glanced at the old man with the goatee. He understood the latter's thoughts, but now he could not agree to Ye Bai: "Ignore it for now, let's wait and see what happens. Time is running out." Dong Fan also disappeared.
After entering the main hall, the powerful men from the Tiansheng Palace in the main hall also left one after another. In the end, only Yang Qian, the old man with the goatee and another old man were left.
The two of them looked at Yang Qian: "Deputy Palace Master, do we really sit back and watch Ye Bai grow up? As far as I know, Ye Bai only spent two years practicing from the God Transformation stage to now.
If this continues, he will be too scary in the future."
Yang Qian looked at the two of them. Although he wanted to do something to Ye Bai, he still had some concerns: "The palace master has already said that no action is allowed. You should know the consequences of violating the palace rules privately, right?"
The old man with the goatee trembled slightly when they heard the words "Gong Rules", but thinking of Ye Bai's last look, the old man with the goatee gritted his teeth and said to Yang Qian: "Deputy Palace Master, if we really kill
Ye Bai, the palace master will at most give us a slight punishment. After all, a catastrophe of ten thousand years is coming, will the palace master make us pay for our lives for a boy in the Mahayana stage?"
Yang Qian was obviously moved by these words. He raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the old man with the goatee: "That's true. How can we be comparable to that kid?" Although he was talking about Ye Bai, Yang Qian
However, the image of hell emerged in his mind. If this man does not die, it will only make him live in that shame forever.
As soon as he slapped the table, Yang Qian had a faint coldness emanating from his heart: "Okay." Under that hatred, Yang Qian finally blinded his mind.
Seeing that Yang Qian agreed, the old man with the goatee also smiled knowingly. The deputy palace master agreed, and he would naturally be responsible for anything that happened in the future. They both laughed.
But when they were plotting against Yang Qian, Yang Qian was plotting against them. When something happened, Yang Qian only needed to push them out. A deputy palace master and two saints, among them
Is there any need to say more about the trade-offs?