The leaves of the willow leaves, the breeze blowing the emperor cauldron?
How arrogant and domineering at such a young age!
From ancient times to the present, I am afraid that no one person can control two imperial weapons at the same time.
How could it be a breeze? It was a hurricane, an imperial wind, an overlord's wind!
With her in the world, it's like being invincible!
The pattern of the Big Dipper Star seems to have been rewritten because of the sudden emergence of Ye Qingfeng.
News spread quickly.
The news spread back to the small Yin Yang Sect in the Southern Territory of Eastern Wasteland.
"Hahaha, hahaha! Ye Qingfeng, the divine infant body, is my daughter, my little daughter!"
Everyone in the Yin Yang Sect was overjoyed, and the two Supreme Elders, who loved Ye Qingfeng extremely, were even more ecstatic.
Of course, this is all for later.
Ye Qingfeng, Zuo Xihe, and You Tutian were still above the wild jungle of Nanling, waiting for a big force to come to their door.
Half an hour later.
The void trembled, "ta da da, da da da", and the horses neighed.
The old uncle of the Jiuli Dynasty in Zhongzhou finally led eighteen people from the Immortal Stage, riding on snow-white dragon horses, in a mighty and mighty way, through the void.
The dragon horse has a dragon head and a dragon body, two wings on its back, dragon horns on its head, and four horse hooves under its belly.
It is said that the pure-blooded dragon horse was the mount of the ancient emperor.
Although these dozen dragons and horses from the Jiuli Dynasty are not as good as their ancestors in terms of bloodline, they are already the best among the dragons and horses in the world.
Especially the dragon horse under the old uncle, with a pair of dragon horns on his head and a bunch of shiny golden hair on the back of his head. He is the one with the purest blood among the dragon horses.
Although the emperor's uncle is old, he looks like he is in his prime in the Spring and Autumn Period. He has a short beard under his chin, a purple robe with wide sleeves, and a majestic demeanor, giving him the air of a king.
This is not a pampered prince and uncle, but a fierce general of the dynasty who has gone through many battles.
Ye Qingfeng was very rude. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the old uncle arrogantly without any hesitation.
This arrogance made the people in the Immortal Stage Realm behind the old uncle very angry.
What an arrogant and arrogant little boy!
"The formation is so huge!"
Ye Qingfeng exclaimed in admiration, his little face shining brightly. He wished that the old emperor's uncle in rich clothes could have as big a storage bag as this one.
The old imperial uncle looked majestic and raised his arms.
Suddenly, the nineteen galloping dragons and horses suddenly stopped running forward, obeying orders even more than well-trained soldiers.
Eighteen people from the Immortal Stage wearing black armor and black helmets stared at Ye Qingfeng without saying a word and with cold eyes.
Coming from the Eighteenth Immortal Realm, someone with a slightly weaker ability to bear the unkind and cold gaze may not have to kneel down on the spot.
However, Ye Qingfeng was not afraid at all.
What can she fear?
I saw a flash of light from her sea of suffering, and an imperial cauldron appeared in the palm of her white and tender hand.
As soon as the imperial cauldron appeared, endless imperial power spread instantly.
Ye Qingfeng intended to be arrogant, and the imperial cauldron did just what she wanted, with a violent imperial power, crushing the opponent in an instant.
"Boom!"
Opposite, the one with the lowest cultivation level among the eighteen Immortal Stage Realm people, including people and horses, knelt down together.
The other seventeen people in the Immortal Stage looked ugly.
The dragons and horses felt that the emperor's power was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for them to stand in the void. They flapped their wings desperately and hissed in pain, as if they were struggling in the mud of the void.
The old emperor's uncle straightened his back and then bent down in an instant.
These dozen or so people from the Immortal Stage, all stooped, quickly worked together to hold up the defensive barrier.
"boom!"
Before the barrier could be propped up, it was crushed and shattered by the emperor's power.
Compete with Emperor Ding?
These people in the Immortal Realm are simply overestimating their abilities.
Ye Qingfeng had an arrogant and domineering look that simply did not match her petite body.
Several unidentified bandit leaders stood far behind Ye Qingfeng, arms around each other, and muttered in disgust: "Yeah, regular army."
Tu Tianye held the pot in his arms and scorned: "It's nothing more than that."
The Jiuli Dynasty in Zhongzhou and the invincible dragon-horse and black-armored army have this ability.
They looked scattered and disorganized, not much different from a group of bandits like them.
The beautiful elder Xihe looked elegant and elegant, pinching his well-maintained fingernails with a lazy expression.
The Jiuli Dynasty without Jiuli Tu was nothing more than this.
In today's world, it's hard to find a saint. Only those who possess the Imperial Arms are the most domineering people in this world.
And just by chance, the little ancestor next to her also owned two at the same time!
With these two imperial weapons in hand, she could not visit any holy place or dynasty in the world except those forbidden areas.
I don’t know if guys like Jiuli are used to being straight-backed, or they are just too pedantic.
Ye Qingfeng held the imperial cauldron and stood proudly, his eyes were like stars and he didn't say much.
The old uncle Jiuli's back was bent again and again. The dragon and horse under him could no longer withstand the pressure and knelt in the void.
For some reason, Holy Lord Yaoguang, who had not yet left, felt an inexplicable sense of relief and balance in his heart when he saw this scene of bending his knees.
The old uncle Jiuli was sweating like rain, and his face was extremely ugly. He finally turned over and dismounted suddenly, held an iron fist in his hands, and said word by word to Ye Qingfeng:
"King Jiuli Jinxiang is late, please forgive me, Patriarch Yaoguang!"
Ye Qingfeng did not remove the imperial cauldron, but only said: "Fifteen million kilograms of sources, can you bring them all?"
One...fifteen million kilograms of source?!
As soon as this astonishing number came out, everyone in Jiuli broke out in cold sweat.
Even Tu Tian and several big bandits were stunned.
Such an astronomical figure is simply the lifelong goal of bandits like them.
Is verbal robbery so promising?
Does the little ancestor have such a big breath and appetite?
Then why are they still working so hard to grab resources from the mining areas?
It's better to hang out with Yaoguang, this little ancestor!
The big bandits looked at Ye Qingfeng with extremely eager eyes. This was simply their peers!
He is still the most outstanding among their peers!
Ye Qingfeng's little back was shining brightly in the eyes of these big bandits!
Uncle Jiuli, with a face as black as ink, resisted the overwhelming power of the emperor, and said with difficulty:
"Fifteen million catties of resources is indeed a difficult task. At the beginning, eight million catties of resources were used to redeem the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron. Therefore, I, the Jiuli Dynasty, emptied the treasury, summoned the courtiers, and struggled to collect eight million
Jinyuan is used to redeem what the ancestors left behind."
Ye Qingfeng shook his head resolutely, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Eight million kilograms is not enough. We must collect fifteen million and come back to get the picture."
"Shaking light ancestor's grace!"
Among Jiuli's black-armored troops, a member of the Xiantai realm spoke up, knelt down and cupped his hands in a standard manner, and said sincerely and respectfully,
"The Jiuli Tu was created by me, the Great Emperor Jiuli. No one can control it except the blood of my Jiuli royal family. The Yaoguang ancestor left it useless. How about fulfilling Jiuli and redeeming it with eight million catties of resources. I, Jiuli,
"Everyone up and down the Li family must be impressed by the generosity and generosity of our ancestor Yaoguang."
Ye Qingfeng looked solemn: "If you are not generous, if you continue to negotiate the price, it will be 16 million catties."
"But..." Someone from the Jiuli Black Armor Army wanted to speak again.
Ye Qingfeng smiled: "Go back, sixteen million catties of gold, come and redeem it."