"Pei Yanjun, you are so old, why are you still so pedantic? If you really have to wait until they take action, do you still have a chance to survive?" Pang Shidao said angrily and anxiously.
"Even if you don't think about yourself, don't you think about your descendants?" Ning Qingsi also advised.
Pei Yanjun didn't say anything, but looking at his indifferent expression, he obviously had his heart decided. Even if they talked about it, he would not be shaken at all.
"So, what if the Holy Dragon Clan changes its mind, will the King of Heaven be willing to help Feng Hua with help?" Ye Yunji was not in a hurry at all and asked with a smile.
"Can you let the Holy Dragon Clan change your mind?" Pei Yanjun asked meaningfully.
"When the elders of the Holy Dragon clan were provoked by Ye Moxuan to commit rebellion, they actually regretted it afterwards. Now Ye Moxuan leads the clan to participate in Haokong and is willing to be enslaved by his dog and horse. The children in the clan complain and the elders regret it even more.
.” Ye Yunji said.
"So what? Ye Moxuan is still the Holy Dragon Lord after all." Pei Yanjun said.
"What if I kill him?" Ye Yunji said.
"Can you do it?" Pei Yanjun's eyes narrowed slightly.
Ye Yunji's face still maintained a light smile. Although no holy rainbow appeared between his eyebrows, a holy dragon suddenly appeared behind him.
Unlike the last time I saw it, this time, the Holy Dragon was introverted with divine light, but it gave people a sense of sacred and solemnity.
Suddenly, the holy dragon raised his head and let out a dragon roar. In the quiet void, an ethereal and mysterious Taoist rhyme suddenly surged, as if all things in the world were surrendering to this Taoist rhyme.
The unique pressure of the Holy Dragon clan sprinkled out from Ye Yunji. Even Pei Yanjun, Pang Shidao, Ning Qingsi and others felt their chests sinking, and the holy energy stagnated for a moment.
In the battle between the strong, this moment of stagnation is enough to determine life and death!
Dao Saint, Yun Ji's cultivation has been promoted to Dao Saint!
Looking at Ye Yunji's proud figure, Gu Fenghua was both happy, excited, and felt even more proud.
After a long time, Ye Yunji put away the original appearance of the Holy Dragon and looked at Pei Yanjun quietly.
Those deep eyes burst into light that was even more dazzling than the bright stars, which made the King of Heaven feel difficult to see directly.
"Well, for the sake of your grandfather's face, I will help her to change the secrets. But before you truly become the Lord of the Holy Dragon, don't think I will help you again." Pei Yanjun finally changed his mind and said to Ye Yunji.
Mr. Pang smiled, and Ning Qingsi laughed too.
Next to him, Gu Fenghua also smiled, but before he knew it, the corners of his eyes were wet.
Just like before, when she needed help the most, Ye Yunji appeared next to her again. This time, she still did not disappoint.
In the void, the three kings made handprints at the same time. The mysterious light patterns rippled and spread across the endless void, gradually condensing, covering Gu Fenghua...
At the same time, deep in the palace of the Mingjing Heavenly King Palace, dozens of men and women stood respectfully in front of a ten-foot-high palace gate. Most of them had silver hair like snow, and the youngest had gray temples.
All of these people are descendants of Fu Ao Shi, and are the hosts and hosts of the Fu family. If they were placed on weekdays, any one of them would stomp their feet, the King of Mirrors would probably tremble a few times, but today, everyone was silent.
, standing at the entrance of the hall, he didn't even dare to let out an extra breath.