Wu Po Jiuxiao

Although his eyes were dull, Ye Fantian's heart seemed to explode in an instant.

The scalp is numb and the body is cold.

He should have thought about it a long time ago, such a strong man, such a terrifying method, has already pierced through everything, no matter how well he hides, no matter how skillful his movements are, he still cannot cover up the opponent's observe.

"laugh……"

With the dragon and snake steps, Ye Fantian appeared.

"..."

The young man just glanced at Ye Fantian, turned his head very coldly, his eyes were only paying attention to the phantom in front of him.

A frenzied look appeared on his face.

This is his ancestor, this is his ancestor.

That powerful figure who is trembling in all directions.

Countless dimensional stars are crazy about a strong man. With such a strong man, who else would he be afraid of?

No, no one needs to be afraid.

"You are good, very good."

Looking at Ye Fantian, the phantom said again.

Ye Fantian frowned, and the eyes of fate between his brows stinged for a while.

Originally, I wanted to see the reality of this guy, but I didn't expect that after just one glance, I felt painful fluctuations almost whining from my eye of fate.

Everything you see is like the vastness of the universe.

Unable to see the slightest bit.

"Humph……"

Young people are also intelligent people, so they naturally know that the person praised by this phantom is Ye Fantian.

There was a burst of jealousy in his heart, and he hummed coldly in a low voice, and he became more and more unhappy in the eyes he looked at Ye Fantian.

"Is it the blood of God of War? I didn't expect God of War to have such descendants."

Xu Ying said again.

"Senior is the Dragon General?"

Ye Fantian finally couldn't help asking.

This question made him very curious.

Ye Fantian still has a memory of General Demon Dragon in his mind.

Although this memory is very vague, after all, he is a strong man who has been missing for countless years.

Even he only understood it because he devoured a few powerful men.

The young man also looked at Xu Ying expectantly. Although he was sure, he still wanted to hear the answer he wanted from Xu Ying's mouth.

"The dragon is dead..."

Xu Ying was silent for a while, and then spoke.

"impossible!"

The young man cried out loudly.

There was madness and disbelief on his face.

Even more deeply desperate.

"Impossible, the ancestors are immortal, immortal, you are lying."

That confused look made Xu Ying's face move slightly.

Although it was very slight, Ye Fantian still saw what that expression represented.

Disappointed!

Endless disappointment!

"The magic dragon is dead, this will be a ray of the magic dragon's remnants."

Demon Dragon Cannian spoke slowly.

A pair of binoculars seem to carry memories.

There was finally a slight fluctuation in the dull eyes at this moment.

"The original demon dragon is dead..."

"The strength of the ancestor is as high as the sky, why? Why did he die? Why did he abandon us in the first place."

The young man roared in despair.

The eyes that looked at the dragon's cannian began to become resentful.

Although this is just a remnant of the dragon, it is a collection of memory and a trace of strength, but the other party's eyes still make Ye Fantian quite displeased.