Wu Po Jiuxiao

"What a terrifying Tianzong!"

"Extremely domineering, I didn't expect that even the son of Tianzong appeared, but I don't know what the identity of the empress is. Judging from the posture of the son, it seems that the status of the empress in Tianzong is not simple. "

"Yes, there may be some mysteries in it that we don't know about. However, this is not what we want. People from the Heavenly Sect naturally look down on the things here."

"Yes, it is rumored that this is the place where the Immortal Dragon Emperor disappeared, and there is the tomb of the Immortal Dragon Emperor, but the people of Tianzong seem to not care about this, as expected, they are worthy of being a great sect."

"Ask for love..."

Yi Ren had gone, and the Dragon Prince murmured in his mouth, which seemed a bit unacceptable, but soon, the expression on his face changed suddenly, he turned around and looked at Ye Fantian. It has become countless times fiercer.

"Boy...how are you thinking?"

Finally, someone started to ask Ye Fantian again.

The person who spoke had a dark aura about him.

There is a kind of dark fluctuation that ordinary people can't imagine all over his body. Standing there, he seems to be a dark monarch, and no one dares to provoke him easily.

"This is a big force in Baxingyu. Although it is also a big ancient clan, it is a real ancient clan. It is not like the Yijia and other ancient clans. It starts from the lowest level, but has an absolute inheritance. Proud bloodlines, pure bloodlines, fused with each other..."

"This is the peak powerhouse of the Black God Citadel, the real master of the Black God Citadel, An Wushen!"

Ye Fantian's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at the group of people around him.

The more sneer in my heart.

These ancient tribes all grew up from slaves. Their ancestors were originally just the lowest-level slaves, and they grew up with slaves to what they are now.

But in Ye Fantian's eyes, these are all bullshit.

Now it seems that they are nothing more than a group of idiots who put interests first and are dazzled by interests.

"I've said it before, I don't have the so-called magic medicine on me, baby!"

Ye Fantian spoke slowly.

Ye Fantian's tone was very tough, but now he admires the Dragon Prince's forbearance ability quite a bit. It's scary that this guy can be accepted and hasn't made a move yet.

Ye Fantian was also very clear about the reason why the other party didn't shoot. This guy was afraid of being used as a spear by the ancients.

However, the shot is probably unstoppable.

Although Ye Fantian's current strength cannot defeat these people, he still has the confidence to escape.

"You said no?"

The gloomy light on An Wushen's face became more and more intense.

King Situ also had the same attitude. Everyone looked at Ye Fantian with a little bit of coldness in their eyes. The cold light radiated, and the greedy light kept surging, as if they wanted to swallow Ye Fantian whole generally.

"Since you said no... then no!"

King Situ suddenly smiled.

There are many strange fluctuations in the eyes.

He stood there, his body devouring all the light around him.

It seems to be more terrifying than the dark and godless.

Ye Fantian sneered in his heart, he knew that this guy would never let him go so easily, let alone solve this matter so easily.