"Whatever you..."


    Ye Fantian''s tone was indifferent.


    "Hiss..."


    The body quickly turned into a dragon and snake, but it was only a blink of an eye. Ye Fantian had disappeared here.


    Looking at the back of Ye Fantian leaving, Mo''s delicate body trembled slightly.


    Women''s psychology is always extremely strange. Even if Mo Wenqing is a rare and strange woman in the world, her identity is noble, and she practices the imperial way that men will practice. However, when ye Fantian''s answer really appears, Mo Wenqing''s heart can''t help a burst of pain.


    After all, ye Fantian was her first man, the first man who really possessed her body, and the last one. However, ye Fantian''s attitude did not have the slightest nostalgia. Her gentle attitude naturally added a touch of pain to her heart.


    But this feeling is only fleeting.


    Looking at Ye Fantian''s figure leaving, he also ran quickly in the past.


    The nine Yin saint has disappeared here. This guy''s mouth is not firm enough. In order to survive, don''t ask for affection. I''m sure the other party will be able to say anything.


    "Master Jiuyin, you''d better take care of your mouth."


    The depths of a space


    The vitality boils and the energy stirs up thousands of huge waves. The boundless waves constantly flash wonderful light.


    The killing intention soared, the battle flag rustled, and a huge chariot began to emit an ancient and bloody breath. The terrible breath was integrated together, giving people an unbearable power of repression.


    The Dragon Prince stood on the golden chariot, his light was shining, he was dressed in a sacred Dragon Robe, his long hair was elegant, his skin was like jade, his slightly raised skin was shining, as if it were a piece of wonderful marble, but the light was not only delicate, but more of a horror that ordinary people could not imagine.


    It has been some time since Yijia suppressed him last time, but the time is not long enough. Only in this short time, the imperial spirit of the Dragon Prince seems to have begun to become more terrible.


    Standing on the golden chariot at a distance gives people a kind of hegemony and majesty of the emperor.


    The Dragon Prince is worthy of being a natural king and Emperor. He stood there and gave people a sense of oppression. His eyes twinkled with ruthless light. When he looked at each other, he could feel that there were two sharp swords in each other''s eyes, shuttling constantly and deeply branded in everyone''s hearts.


    Where he occupied, his vitality was incomparably abundant. Such strong vitality could not be wasted. Therefore, although he stood on the chariot, the energy generated by him seemed to be a greedy monster, constantly devouring these vitality and energy.


    Behind him, a line of soldiers, armed with magic weapons, stood among them, majestic and full of war. From time to time began to look at the people around with provocative eyes.


    The people who appear here are not only the power of the Dragon Prince, but also the strong of the ancient family, from the weak Wang family to the rising Yijia, as well as many large families that can be called the ancient family.


    The most frightening thing is that there are some forces, although they are not ancient or belong to the immortal imperial dynasty, but they are some rare super sects.


    These religious doors have always existed here, among which there are some big Mac level religious doors with ancient inheritance.


    "What kind of clothes to wear? Last time I was in the Yi family, I was suppressed by an old ancestor of the Yi family who had slept for countless years. At this time, there was this face here."


    Perhaps the arrogance of the Dragon Prince aroused dissatisfaction or jealousy in his heart, but in any case, the behavior of the Dragon Prince still aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, especially those who did not destroy the imperial dynasty and occupied a position, which could draw a lot of energy, which attracted the anger of many people.


    A discordant sound came out.


    "Hum... A group of ants."


    The Dragon Prince opened his mouth coldly, his eyes were like heaven''s sword, drew two divine Mans, and shot in one direction quickly.


    "Bang!"


    With a blast, a young man''s body was blown to pieces.


    The other party''s body collapsed and even had no chance to scream. It was directly torn apart.


    Looking at the young man''s broken body, the forces on his side began to get angry. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. Moreover, the status of the young man is not low. They are an ancient sect that has inherited a long time.


    For a moment, the eyes of hundreds of people in this sect began to look at the Dragon Prince. In their eyes, the slightest cold light seemed to be two rows of your cold ice, which was quite terrible.


    "If anyone has an opinion, the emperor will not be stingy. If you still have an opinion, the emperor will talk to you."


    The voice of the Dragon Prince came out.


    There was a trace of evil spirit in the sound.


    Obviously, although the Dragon Prince was suppressed by Yijia''s ancestors, he was not decadent. On the contrary, he was more motivated. Relying on his absolute qualification, he made a big breakthrough again in a short time. His divine light twinkled. Standing there, he seemed to be an ancient dragon god, and his arrogant breath kept surging, In the opening and closing of his eyes, it is clear that endless energy begins to transfer. It is obvious that the power of the Dragon Prince is almost to break through the original shackles and enter the realm of Dacheng eternity.


    However, although it is only one step, it still has an incomparable gap with Dacheng eternity. From the attitude of opening and closing eyes, it is clear that there is no repressive effect after the great increase of strength.


    Although the words of the Dragon Prince were overbearing, no one fought against him at this time. Even the strong of the ancient family just smiled coldly and didn''t speak.


    Here, a line of martial arts practitioners stood in a more secret corner.


    This group of people is relatively embarrassed. Although many of them have strong martial arts, they have not integrated into any force.


    The first one was a middle-aged man with a relatively haggard face.


    The other party held a handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed a few times from time to time. The posture was sickly, as if he would die at any time.


    "Unexpectedly, the people of the Wang family will still appear here. It''s rare..."


    The strong man of the ancient family disdained to say.


    "Yes, I really didn''t expect that one of our ancient families should be loyal to the imperial dynasty. It''s really a shame, but now the person who leads the team is the famous strong man in the king''s family, a terrible guy known as the king of Medicine..."


    "Yao Jun? This guy is Yao Jun?"


    "Yes, although he is very ill, he is actually the most terrible strong man in the Wang family. The other party has been weak and sick since childhood, but he has a good skill in refining medicine. With his terrible qualification, he has constantly taken pills and become a top strong man. It is said that his strength has entered a half step eternal realm, If it weren''t for his poor health, he would have been pushed to the position of home owner. "


    Some people who knew the identity of Bing Jun explained that such words really moved people''s hearts.


    He also began to be afraid of this person.


    "Hehe, according to the master, how many levels of confidence do you have this time?"


    A thin, middle-aged man with a ghost like smile, who was covered with cold air, said to Yi ChiYan, the owner of Yi''s family.


    Yi ChiYan sat on a futon with a peaceful face, as if everything could not attract his attention. After seeing the person in front of him, he also showed a faint smile on his face:


    "It''s situ Wang, the master of situ''s family..."


    Situ family is also one of the ancient families. Moreover, the family is relatively low-key, rarely participates in any battle, and does not participate in too many interest struggles. Even among other families, the reputation is good, which also makes the other party become the most delicate one among these ancient families.


    But Yi ChiYan seemed to have no favor for the situ king. Instead of directly answering each other''s words, he looked at each other''s palm and moved slightly.


    The palm of situ Wang was as flawless as jade, but it was shining with a green light. It looked strange and had a faint smell of evil.


    "Ha ha... It seems that the master of situ''s green hell formula has entered a new level again..."


    King situ secretly scolded:


    "Good yichiyan, so careful."


    But there was still a peaceful smile on his face, but his palm retracted into his robe without trace.


    His inquiry just now is intended to ask whether the Yijia family has a backhand. If the so-called Yijia ancestors appear here, I can''t say that they will really be destroyed by the regiment.


    "Yijia''s ancestors are incomparable. Dacheng''s eternal strength has shocked the sky. No one in the whole Baxing domain knows. If it''s not because I don''t have this eye blessing, I really want to see it with my own eyes..."


    The situ family didn''t arrive when they were in trouble at Yijia last time. Now they say so, which attracted a burst of contempt from the strong people of Yijia.


    Just when Yi ChiYan wanted to continue to play Tai Chi with the other party, a burst of sad screams came out:


    "Prince... Prince long, help me, ye Mingming is coming!"


    The shrill scream, how terrible, like a fierce ghost, really shocked everyone''s heart, but when the term Ye Mingming appeared, it also moved everyone''s heart.