Wu Po Jiuxiao

But May Day was not stepped on by Ye Fantian.

genius?throwback?Almighty?

In Ye Fantian's eyes, these are all bullshit, all bullshit!

Only with real hard work and real strength can one control one's own aptitude, rather than being controlled by one's own aptitude.

"Patriarch, let's test Brahma's bloodline now. It's just an atavism. I think with Brahma's strength, even if we fight against this guy, he won't be easily defeated."

The elder said slowly.

"Huh... well said, each of the disciples in our family is a rare genius, enough to give up everything, even if the other party is a rare atavistic genius, but so what? Start a jihad from this sanctuary There is still a long way to go, we can continue to cultivate them, and thoroughly unearth the blood power and aptitude in them."

For a moment, Ye Huangji's face revealed a domineering and unparalleled true character.

"Come on, open the altar!"

While the robe was shaking, Ye Huangji shouted loudly.

Everyone had a look of deep anticipation on their faces, even Ye Zhanlang and Ye Baizun had the same anticipation. Of course, what they expected was not that Ye Fantian would have a strong bloodline, but that Ye Fantian They were looking forward to seeing Ye Fantian make a fool of themselves, and then they could return the humiliation they received from Ye Fantian to him.

Ye Fantian can see the eyes of these guys clearly, but he has no fear at all, because there is absolutely no need to be afraid, and Ye Fantian, who has strong strength, can ignore all challenges.

Even without the support of his blood, he can roam freely in the world.

Bloodline!

It's just a kind of inheritance, a kind of symbol, but more needs your own efforts!

If Ye Fantian's views are known to everyone again, I am afraid that the elders and Ye Huangji's views on Ye Fantian will also be improved again.

"I remember that the Taikoo eighteen blood-eyed dragon once mentioned that my ancestors had some kind of blood connection with a certain big shot, but this guy didn't tell me the real process. Could it be that this so-called big shot is Ye Shizhan? The real patriarch of the clan?"

While secretly thinking in their hearts, everyone immediately came to a square.

Full of fighting spirit!

Countless people are standing here together, and everyone's strength is not low, from children who have magical powers at the age of eight or nine to strong people who seem to have reached the ancient world in their 20s, and even bearded hair White mysterious old man.

They all stood there very solemnly.

The four young men in white robes had already been waiting there, and the entire square carried a rare fighting atmosphere, as if it was a rare ancient battlefield.

The speckled marks on the ground are constantly being cleaned by energy, but every time the energy sweeps over, these marks cannot be completely wiped away, and they are even washed away by waves of fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

What a tyrannical fighting spirit, what a terrifying fighting spirit!

"This was originally an ancient battlefield, and there are terrible traces of war spirits in it. Legend has it that it was caused by a great war in ancient times. After countless years of washing, it still hasn't changed at all. It seems that it has been deeply The engraving is imprinted in the veins of the earth." But Ye Fantian stepped on May Day.

genius?throwback?Almighty?

In Ye Fantian's eyes, these are all bullshit, all bullshit!

Only with real hard work and real strength can one control one's own aptitude, rather than being controlled by one's own aptitude.

"Patriarch, let's test Brahma's bloodline now. It's just an atavism. I think with Brahma's strength, even if we fight against this guy, he won't be easily defeated."

The elder said slowly.

"Huh... well said, each of the disciples in our family is a rare genius, enough to give up everything, even if the other party is a rare atavistic genius, but so what? Start a jihad from this sanctuary There is still a long way to go, we can continue to cultivate them, and thoroughly unearth the blood power and aptitude in them."

For a moment, Ye Huangji's face revealed a domineering and unparalleled true character.

"Come on, open the altar!"

While the robe was shaking, Ye Huangji shouted loudly.

Everyone had a look of deep anticipation on their faces, even Ye Zhanlang and Ye Baizun had the same anticipation. Of course, what they expected was not that Ye Fantian would have a strong bloodline, but that Ye Fantian They were looking forward to seeing Ye Fantian make a fool of themselves, and then they could return the humiliation they received from Ye Fantian to him.

Ye Fantian can see the eyes of these guys clearly, but he has no fear at all, because there is absolutely no need to be afraid, and Ye Fantian, who has strong strength, can ignore all challenges.

Even without the support of his blood, he can roam freely in the world.

Bloodline!

It's just a kind of inheritance, a kind of symbol, but more needs your own efforts!

If Ye Fantian's views are known to everyone again, I am afraid that the elders and Ye Huangji's views on Ye Fantian will also be improved again.

"I remember that the Taikoo eighteen blood-eyed dragon once mentioned that my ancestors had some kind of blood connection with a certain big shot, but this guy didn't tell me the real process. Could it be that this so-called big shot is Ye Shizhan? The real patriarch of the clan?"

While secretly thinking in their hearts, everyone immediately came to a square.

Full of fighting spirit!

Countless people are standing here together, and everyone's strength is not low, from children who have magical powers at the age of eight or nine to strong people who seem to have reached the ancient world in their 20s, and even bearded hair White mysterious old man.

They all stood there very solemnly.

The four young men in white robes had already been waiting there, and the entire square carried a rare fighting atmosphere, as if it was a rare ancient battlefield.

The speckled marks on the ground are constantly being cleaned by energy, but every time the energy sweeps over, these marks cannot be completely wiped away, and they are even washed away by waves of fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

What a tyrannical fighting spirit, what a terrifying fighting spirit!

"This was originally an ancient battlefield, and there are terrible traces of war spirits in it. Legend has it that it was caused by a great war in ancient times. After countless years of washing, it still hasn't changed at all. It seems that it has been deeply The engraving is imprinted in the veins of the earth."