God-level Perspective

   Chapter 1498 Sleepy dragon ascends to heaven!

   Chapter 1772 The sleepy dragon ascends to heaven!

   That thick voice resounded in this world. The person who said this was from the Twelve Qiankun Temple. This world also hides a top powerhouse from the Twelve Qiankun Temple!

Immediately, after the voice fell, in the twilight, like a teleportation, an old figure appeared beside Saint Emperor Yexiao in vain. The vicissitudes of life!

   However, this person is a terrifying Saint Emperor powerhouse, from the Twelve Qiankun Temple!

   Seeing that the old man came to this world in vain, the surrounding powerhouses, as well as the eyes of the world outside the city, all stared at the old man.

   "That is, the Emperor of the Night Vault of the Twelve Qiankun Hall!"

   In this world, there are many people who know that this old man is a strong man of the Holy Emperor, but the only ones who know his identity are the terrifying group of strong men of all races above Jiuyoutai!

   Just now, the sound of announcing the release came from the mouth of the Emperor of the Night!

Facing the Qin Clan, the Zhen Clan, the Zhan Clan, and the Soul Clan, one of the Twelve Ancient Clans, the Twelve Qiankun Temple, after all, had to choose to compromise, because once the war started, the two major forces, the Twelve Qiankun Temple and the Yaochi The combined strengths of these terrifying powerhouses of the four major races will not be able to fight at all. Once a war begins, it will only increase casualties!

   Furthermore, what if he killed the young man on Jiuyou Terrace today?

   That can only solve temporary hatred!

What's more, once he is killed, not to mention that the Qin Clan and the Array Clan will definitely become enemies with the Twelve Qiankun Temple in the future. With the strong performance of the geniuses of the Zhan Clan and Soul Clan today, once the Zhan Clan and the Soul Clan are defeated, If these two inherit, then they will definitely attack the Twelfth Highness of Qiankun.

   When the time comes, how can the Twelve Qiankun Temple block this terrifying power?

   More importantly, for the Twelve Qiankun Temple, the Soul Race is a race with extremely deterrent power. Even if the Twelve Qiankun Temple is in front of them, there is no maddening capital.

   Therefore, the current situation makes the Twelve Qiankun Temple can only choose to compromise, which is the best way to solve this war.

  Although, compromised, today the Twelve Qiankun Temple will lose face and be laughed at by other forces behind their backs.

  Although, if we compromise, we will release a tiger with unlimited potential back to the mountain, posing a threat to the future of the Twelve Qiankun Temple.

  However, in comparison, it is impossible to fight against these four major races today. That kind of consequence cannot be made up for by killing the young man on the Nine Serenity Terrace.

   In this world of Jiuyou City, many eyes are looking at the Emperor of the Night. With his arrival, there are already seven strong saints in this world!

   Seven holy emperors appeared at the same time, which is basically a grand scene that has been difficult to see for decades or even hundreds of years!

"The ancestor of Qin Sheng, the ancestor of Brahma, the ancestor of Zhantian, the three old friends, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, don't come here!" At this moment, the eyes of the emperor of the night sky looked at the strong emperors of the three major races, He said calmly.

"Hey, don't worry, before your Ye Vault dies, we old guys will live well!" Zhan Tian's ancestor grinned, and on his strong physique, it seemed that with the appearance of the Ye Vault Saint Emperor, There was an air of war.

   Hearing these words, the Ye Qiong Saint Emperor's face did not change. Then, his eyes turned to the powerhouses of the Soul Race, and his eyes fell on the Void Saint Emperor.

   "Li Cangmang, I didn't expect that the younger generation of your soul clan would actually invite you to move!"

   Hearing the words, Cang Mang Sage Emperor smiled lightly and said, "I can't move my old bones, that kid vows to be your enemy in the Twelve Qiankun Halls, so I can only come out for activities."

   Seeing this, in the eyes of the Ye Vault Saint Emperor full of vicissitudes of life, a gleam of light flashed past,

"Hehe, everyone, for the sake of a younger generation, they have come to this Jiuyou City one after another. Today, it is really eye-opening. Since your four major races are working together to protect him, then my Qiankun 20th Hall will retire today. One step, he, you can take it away today!"

  Emperor Ye Qiong is smiling, but anyone in this world can hear the suffocation implied in his words. After all, letting people go today means bowing their heads.

   Such a thing, as one of the top forces in the Tianshu domain, the Twelve Qiankun Temple has not bowed its head to any force.

Hearing this, Saint Emperor Yexiao and other strong men were suppressing anger in their eyes. That anger had been suppressed to the limit by them, especially Ye Tianwang. At this moment, the hatred in his heart had reached the limit. At the limit, he should have killed Ye Han immediately when he was in Yaochi.

   Once Ye Han was completely eliminated on that day in Yaochi, perhaps, there would not be so many things today, and there would be no scene where he bowed his head to people in the Twelve Qiankun Temple.

   "So, very good!"

The Cang Mang Sacred Emperor calmly said four words. Although he said that the power of the Soul Clan must be above the Twelve Qiankun Temple, if a war was waged against the Twelve Qiankun Temple for an outsider, it would not matter to the Soul Clan. What good is it, today, as long as the Twelve Qiankun Hall releases the youth who was imprisoned on Jiuyou Terrace, then this war can be avoided!

   "In that case, let him go!" Qin Sheng's ancestor said with a cold look.

   "Release!" Ye Vault Saint Emperor waved his hand calmly. Seeing this, a semi-sacred powerhouse guarding around Jiuyoutai walked up to Jiuyoutai with a gloomy face.

   "Wait a minute, don't worry about the powerhouses of the Twelve Halls of Heaven and Earth, the mere Jiuyoutai can't imprison me!"

  Twilight, just as the semi-sacred powerhouse in the Twelve Qiankun Hall was walking towards the Jiuyou Terrace, a cold and ice-like voice came from the mouth of the young man sitting cross-legged on the Jiuyou Terrace.

Hearing this, the eyes of the strong men of all races in this world turned towards him. Immediately, the young man slowly stood up, holding Yan Yulan who was still sleeping, and then, his body A powerful force shook.

   Clang Clang Clang...  

   The next moment, the eight iron chains that imprisoned him here were shattered by this powerful force, and pieces of iron chain fragments were also forced to burst out of his body.

   Seeing this scene, the eyes of the surrounding powerhouses were slightly surprised. At this point, that young man still has such power!

   At this moment...

  Although, the wound on his body looks very ferocious and terrifying!

   Although, his whole body is covered with scars!

   However, the aura on his body was still as powerful as a demon, and the terrifying power of the Nine Netherworld Souls on the Nine Nether Stage had no influence on him.

Immediately, he held the young woman in his arms and slowly raised his head, those eyes were like sharp swords that were about to pierce the sky; "Today, I can get out of trouble, and tomorrow, when I soar for nine days, at this time. The debts will surely be repaid!"

   (end of this chapter)