The Peerless Emperor

At this moment, Lin Qian remained silent and didn't say much. It was just like a drizzle of soul consciousness, covering the woman next to Han Yuanjie, the patriarch of Han Tu clan, trying to find out her situation.

Lin Qian has an intuition that this woman must have a problem.

If this woman's identity in Han Yuanjie was accompanied by a longer time, he would feel a little credible.

But now it seems that time is too short.

This matter may be related to important things, and Lin Qian cannot be careless.

When the two sides approached, Han Yuanjie also saw clearly the appearance of the metal cloud boat, and was surprised.

When I looked at the other person, I couldn't help but laughed: "Yan Yifei, you are really not kind enough, you let me come by myself, but you brought so many people?"

"Also, where did you get the cloud boat from? It's majestic. It's just a cloud boat made of metal. Can it fly? Will it consume too much soul?"

When he came up, Han Yuanjie couldn't help but ridicule. Obviously, his relationship with Yan Yifei was very good.

When Yan Yifei saw the woman next to Han Yuanjie, she looked solemn and didn't have the thought of joking with her: "What did you do? Didn't you let you come alone and don't disturb others?"

Seeing Yan Yifei's solemn expression, Han Yuanjie was shocked. At this moment, he found that the other party seemed to value this meeting very much.

Among them, is there something hidden?

Immediately afterwards, Han Yuanjie's pupils shrank because he discovered an unusual character beside him.

That person is Wei Ziliang!

He actually came to Bei Xuantian, and came with him with Yan Yifei?

Wei Ziliang, in the eyes of others during these nine days, was just a strong human race who had risen suddenly, with good combat power, and was named Wei Shen.

But they knew very well that this Wei Ziliang was a servant of that master, half an apprentice.

His appearance made Han Yuanjie understand that this trip might not be that simple anymore. He regretted it and brought his wife here.

However, he also found that standing in front of Wei Ziliang, standing in front of a young human race, was very shocking.

It's just that when he took a closer look, he was cold all over, and his legs were soft and he almost couldn't stand.

"Young Master?" Under the suspicion in his heart, he came back to his senses the next moment, although the appearance of this young race was very similar to that of Emperor Lin, there were some differences.

Compared to Lin Di, this young man seemed to be more attractive.

Han Yuanjie has already reacted, I am afraid this is really not that simple.

"He's okay." The next moment, Lin Qian suddenly spoke. He had already discovered that Han Yuanjie had no problem, but his deity, not someone from the Nether clan lurking in the air.

"This is Master Renzu's only grandson, do you understand?" After Lin Qian's voice appeared in his mind, Yan Yifei hurriedly transmitted the sound of his soul knowledge to Han Yuanjie, a little to blame, "I said that you are not allowed to bring people over, you It just keeps going, if you annoy the young master, it depends on how you end up."

Han Yuanjie at this moment is also crying without tears. Who can imagine that at this moment, he actually saw the grandson of the ancestor, the son of Master Lin who came back?

"You guy, just tell me directly, it's still hidden." Han Yuanjie said angrily.

"Huh, do you know that I was not the one who met you some time ago?" In this regard, Yan Yifei briefly described the previous events.

At these words, Han Yuanjie was shocked with a cold sweat, but his expression was still and thoughtful.

After they got closer, they met each other, and in front of Han Yuanjie, Lin Qian was honored.

But when he got closer, Han Yuanjie also discovered that Lin Qian standing in front of him was not the deity, but the soul-qi clone.

It's just that this soul qi clone, in addition to possessing the characteristics of a realm above the enlightenment realm, has a hazy golden glow, which is very strange.

"Presumably, you should know my identity." At this time, Lin Qian also looked towards Han Yuanjie's position and said.

On the other side, Han Yuanjie also saluted Lin Qian respectfully: "Young Master, I already know that if there is a dispatch, the Hantu clan will let it be dispatched."

Hearing what Han Yuanjie said, and seeing his attitude, Lin Qian nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, then bring the cold soil seal."

At this moment, the Yanjin Seal was already in Lin Qian's hands, and he really wanted to see, what is the use of this Cold Earth Seal and the Yanjin Seal here? Let the Nether Clan find a way, from the two clans. Take these two marks in your hands.

Lin Qian asked that Han Yuanjie naturally obeyed and did not dare to resist. He took out the cold earth seal from the cave-sky Horcrux on his body, which symbolized the great seal of their clan.

The Yanjin Seal is a large golden red entangled seal, with a flame burning appearance on it.

As for the cold earth mark in front of me, it is entwined with blue and light yellow, showing the posture of the earth.

Just as Lin Qian stretched out his hand and was about to receive the cold earth seal, a hand suddenly flashed deep, snatching the cold earth seal away, and took it in his hand.

The person who made the shot was not someone else, but the woman who had been standing beside Han Yuanjie honestly, his wife.

It's just that this lady, with a glimmer of energy in her eyes at this moment, after taking away the seal of cold soil, under the eruption of the soul in her body, a hook suddenly appeared in her hand, which directly pierced Han Yuanjie's heart.

"Don't act rashly, now his life is in my hands." The woman who was originally gentle and graceful, had a stern face, and she looked like she was holding a chance. Those who die can't die again."

"If you want him to survive, bring the Yanjin Seal."

Looking at the behavior of the woman in front of him, Lin Qian and the other three were not surprised at all.

Especially Yan Yifei and Wei Ziliang, with such an expression.

"That's true, young master, you really have eyes like a torch." Yan Yifei on one side exclaimed.

Lin Qian laughed twice and said: "Wise eyes are like torches? Speaking of which, your old friend is much better than me."

When Lin Qian's voice fell, Han Yuanjie, who was held hostage by the woman, suddenly collapsed into a ray of soul energy, floating in the air.

"People of the Nether Race, let's see what is in your hands." Lin Qian said with a funny smile when he saw the stunned woman.

The woman was shocked and looked down and found that there was some cold soil mark in her palm, which was clearly a block of cold wood.

"Don't move!" At the next moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, and a hand clasped her throat.

"Let's say, what is the purpose of having been lurking by my side for so long."