Return of the War God

Before the Land of Inheritance, when many disciples had seen Ye Wuque's arrival, their ugly and gloomy expressions flooded with surprise and hope!

That's right!

All of them here were blocked by the Ling Ao man and were not allowed to enter. As for the reason, it was exactly the same as it was told to Ye Wuque.

How dare these ordinary disciples resist the order of a quasi-spiritual lord, because they were blocked from the inheritance place, and neither did they leave nor stay.

And the appearance of Ye Wuque gave them hope!

Master Ye obviously also wants to enter the land of inheritance. Master Ye Lan and Master Ye are both quasi-spiritual sons. They must give Master Ye a face without hindering them. Maybe the door to the land of inheritance will open. Can also follow in.

But no one thought that Ling Ao man seemed respectful, but he didn't give Master Ye any face!

It's too arrogant!

Even Master Ye had to be blocked from the inheritance, unable to enter, let alone them?

Many disciples became a little bit angry, and once again felt Ye Lan's domineering!

But more disciples looked at Ye Wuque's back, but there was a faint sigh in their eyes.

Night!

The third quasi-spirit of the ancient league!

Regardless of qualifications and strength, they are among the top three existences among all the quasi-lingzi. Undoubtedly, he has been a quasi-lingzi for almost eight years.

What about Ye Wuque?

Although it is very hot now, it has even become the existence that the entire Ancient League Nine Vein disciples look up to, representing a new teleportation rise, stunning the Ancient League, but it also depends on who it is compared with!

Compared with the ordinary Jiumai disciple, Ye Wuque was naturally superior, unparalleled, and invincible.

But if it compares with the rest of the quasi-spirit adults?

You must know that everything that Ye Wuque has now, the impact it has caused, and the glorious legend of achievements, each of the other six quasi-lingzi adults has enjoyed it!

If you can't crush all the disciples of the Jiumai, if you can't forge a glorious legend, if you can't rise up among all beings, how can you be worthy to be the quasi-spiritual son of the ancient alliance of the gods?

When the level is different, the objects of comparison will naturally be different.

Unfortunately!

Compared with other quasi-lingzi adults, today's Master Ye is still a bit immature.

Not to mention the veteran and senior quasi-spirit adults like Ye Lan.

In front of Ye Lan, Ye Wuque still had some distance, and he needed to continue to work hard.

And just as the so-called doggies, the little ghosts are difficult to deal with, this Ling Ao man relied on Ye Lan's prestige, and then he dared to not give Ye Master the face.

"Hey, I'm afraid this time, Master Ye will have to give Master Ye Lan a face, and come back with a feather!"

A disciple sighed.

Many disciples nodded slowly.

At the gate, the Ling Ao man looked down condescendingly, with a smile but not a smile. Deep in his eyes, a hint of mockery was looming.

Ye Wuque... so what?

What about the newcomer of the ancient league, the hot seventh quasi-spirit?

In front of his master, he was just a younger brother!

Must bow your head! !

If this Ye Wuwei is conscious, he should retreat obediently, turn around and leave honestly, and come back tomorrow.

The majesty of Master Ye Lan is not comparable to that of a quasi-spirit who has just been promoted!

But then again.

Looking down on a quasi-spirit from aloft, he didn't give him any face, let him go!

This feeling... really enjoyable!

Ling Ao man couldn't help but feel a sense of wanton happiness in his heart!

Below.

Ye Wuque stood with his hand holding his hand, and glanced at the Ling Ao man at Chengguan with a calm and deep gaze. He didn't say much, but turned his head back slightly, and the faint voice slowly sounded, echoing in front of the entire heritage.

"Brothers and sisters..."

As Ye Wuque's voice sounded, every disciple of the Ancient League Nine Veins who was present listened intently.

"I would like to ask, is there any rule or law in the Ancient League that stipulates that as long as there is a quasi-spirited child entering the inheritance land, the other disciples are not allowed to enter it and can only wait outside?"

Every disciple heard Ye Wuque's words clearly!

The city is closed.

That Ling Ao man's originally smiling face changed slightly with Ye Wuque's sudden question!

Does this Ye Wuque plan to leave?

Although countless disciples felt that Ye Wuque's words were a bit sudden, many Jiumai disciples who had awe and respect for Ye Wuque still spoke boldly.

"Return to Lord Ye, Gu Meng has never had such a rule!"

"Yes! The land of inheritance belongs to all Jiumai disciples, and any Jiumai disciple has the right to enter it."

"I am familiar with the rules and regulations of the Ancient League. I can take responsibility for my own words. The Ancient League has no such regulations!"

"I can also prove it for myself!"

"I also prove it!"

...

A famous disciple spoke one after another, perhaps because of the suffocation in his heart, or perhaps because of the arrogance of the Ling Ao man at the city gate.

Of course the Ancient League has no such rules!

This is only Ye Lan's own rules!

But due to the superior quasi-lingzi, all the disciples could only swallow their anger and suffocate in their hearts.

"Thank you brothers and sisters, I understand."

Here, Ye Wuque politely responded to all the disciples who spoke.

Immediately he turned his head to the side, and walked straight towards the gate of the inheritance place that had stopped. One hand slowly stretched out and pressed towards the closed gate of the inheritance place.

The countless disciples behind him all instantly opened their eyes! !

Damn it!

Master Ye is going to open the door and go directly in!

Is he going to be tough, Lord Yelan? Don't give it any face?

At the city gate, the Ling Ao man's complexion at the moment had become ugly. He didn't expect Ye Wuque to be so arrogant here, that he would not give the Lord Ye Lan face?

Simply presumptuous! !

call out!

With a flash, Ling Ao man jumped directly down the city gate, blocking Ye Wuque's body, and the strange voice of Yin and Yang sounded directly.

"Master Ye, what is this going to do?"

"I've already said that my master is in the inheritance land and will never allow anyone to disturb. Master Ye must not make mistakes! Otherwise, I will endure my master...pop!!!"

Before Ling Ao Man's words were finished, he was slapped firmly on his face with a slap in the face, and the crisp slap sounded through the entire heritage!

I saw that Ling Ao man flew upside down like paper, and finally slammed into the gate of the Land of Inheritance with a bang, slid down, and knelt on the ground!

Ling Ao man trembled all over, pressing his right cheek with both hands, where it was already swollen high and bruised, his eyes were blushing with severe pain and intense humiliation, staring at Ye Wuque, filled with deep Deep anger and incredible!

"You, do you dare to hit me?"

Ling Ao man growled loudly! !

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