"Hum..."
"Hahaha..."
"What a spectacular scene!"
The sound of Buddha''s voice and Zen singing are endless, such as the starry sky. The essence is hanging, overturning, and laughing violently. At this moment, all the people in the whole square are looking at the void.
A line of several people appeared there!
The ox demon king looks at the world with his four feet in the void. Ten days at night, lightning lingers like the God of thunder.
Chekov''s face was obscene, and his voice had the smell of Zen singing. The whole person seemed to be the pioneer of heaven and earth. Since he got a trace of inheritance from the fighting demon Buddha, he had become more powerful at this time.
The fighting demon Buddha holds the dizang magic stick, which is powerful!
The terrible momentum breathed in and out, and the world seemed to be covered by the figures of these people, and the terrible momentum broke out.
Where did you get so many strong people.
Not to mention the ox demon king and the fighting demon Buddha, simply from Chekov, everyone felt a terrible smell lingering. Although the smile was obscene, no one dared to underestimate each other.
On this high platform, a person stood there. Although his body was slightly thin, after this person appeared, all people stared at their eyes, especially the Emperor Dragon, and the muscles on his face began to tremble.
White hair like snow, slowly fluttering with the wind, scarlet eyes, as if it were the demon king, almost dripping blood.
Ye Fantian!
This is not ye Fantian. Who else can it be!
Isn''t this guy dead?
At this moment, all the people began to look at the Emperor Dragon Statue again. At the beginning, the Emperor Dragon Statue personally killed Ye Fantian''s evil existence, but now the other party is clearly not dead and lives quite natural and unrestrained, which also makes people have a strange idea about the Emperor Dragon Statue.
"Ye Mingming... You''re still alive, and you''re here today!"
The son of heaven''s eyes glowed with resentment. At this time, Junlian''s face was iron blue to the extreme, and his muscles were twisted. He looked at Ye Fantian like a ghost and wanted to bite Ye Fantian to death.
"Ye Mingming? This guy is the Ye Mingming who traverses the whole bully star domain and makes all the experts who can''t destroy the imperial dynasty?"
"Unexpectedly, the original emperor Longda vowed that ye Mingming had been killed, but now he didn''t expect that he hadn''t died, and he was more powerful in terms of strength."
"Yes, the strong one just now is at least at the point of Mahayana''s eternal realm. It''s an ancient activated stone level strong one, but I didn''t expect to be beaten away by Ye Mingming!"
"It''s so lively. Now the whole Tianzong will be boiling."
"Hum, there''s nothing to be excited about. Although Ye Mingming is powerful, he is only a young generation. Now there are many strong people in the whole Tianzong, and Tianzong has passed on for so many years. Who can be their opponent if such terror exists?"
On the square, thoughts or whispers kept coming out.
The sword mother sitting on the high platform showed a curious look on her pretty face. She looked at Ye Fantian from time to time, as if she wanted to see something from ye Fantian, but there seemed to be no evil feeling in that beautiful eye, but there was a strong curiosity.
The fist master''s eyes narrowed slightly, and the old body looked at the void like a python. A pair of deep eyes now locked Chekov and his party like a snake letter.
"Damn bastard, isn''t this bastard dead? Isn''t he dead?"
The son of heaven''s heart roared wildly.
If there is not a trace of will to suppress, now he really wants to suppress Ye Fan''s born town. No, he humiliates Mo in front of Ye Fan Tian!
"What are you... Doing here?"
At the moment of hearing Ye Fantian''s voice, Mo Wenqing''s delicate body began to tremble.
excitement? Excited? happy? Happy? Bitter? worry?
Many emotions merged together, but the voice was still cold, just like the sword on the body, piercing and cold.
"My women are going to be married. How can I not come?"
Ye Fantian smiled slowly. Although there were few words, there was a terrible will in his tone, which was like a rock, and no one could move it away.
A touch of grievance appeared in Mo Wenqing''s heart, which is an expression of grievance over the past eight years.
But silver teeth bite and don''t ask for love. Although the delicate body is shaking, the pretty face is still showing his stubbornness.
"Ye Mingming, I''m going to let you come today. I can''t go!"
The heavenly son roared loudly.
His face twisted like a poisonous snake, and his hatred and anger broke out at last.
The emperor Longda originally wanted to make a move, but now he chose to wait and see its change. The details of Tianzong are unimaginable. If ye Fantian dares to be presumptuous here, he is definitely looking for death. Why should he make a move?
"Hum, the powerful generation, the ancient supreme, can''t even do anything about a younger generation. Instead, it makes people feel sick."
The purple gold God King on one side sneered at the Emperor Dragon and said intentionally or unintentionally.
Pop!
A burst of anger surged up in his heart, but now the Emperor Dragon knows that this is not the time for him to be angry. The purple gold God King should not be underestimated.
"Can''t you go?"
Mrs. ye still had a lazy smile on her face, but the pair of scarlet burst out two amazing divine awns, like cold divine swords, shuttling and tearing hundreds of millions, and came to the son of heaven in an instant. At that time, the son of heaven had a chill in his heart, like falling into an ice cave.
"This guy, this bastard, made me feel scared? No, it''s completely impossible. This guy''s strength is absolutely impossible to be so powerful and terrible. I got the will of ancient sages. I have unlimited possibilities. Over the years, my strength has reached an extreme. How can this young generation in front of me fight me!"
The son of heaven roared madly in his heart.
"Go, get out of here!"
Don''t ask for love, suddenly shouted in a cold voice.
For the man who took away his purity, Mo Wenqing always has a strong feeling in his heart, which is a feeling formed by the fusion of complex emotions. Hate? Excited? happy?
There seems to be, but the original idea of killing Ye Fantian seems to be becoming much weaker. Mo Wenqing once hated her weakness, but it''s useless. She can''t calm her heart at all.
When she knew that ye Fantian was killed by the Emperor Dragon, she even felt that her heart was about to collapse.
"Go? Where?"
Ye Fantian looked at the woman in front of him quietly.
Under the light, the charming body is still charming, but it has become a lot colder, lost a lot, and the whole person has become haggard.
But the cold, rose like temperament still exists. This woman is still as stubborn as before.
"Go wherever you like. Don''t let me see you, or I will kill you!"
"If you kill me, take advantage of it now, otherwise, I will always be here!"
Ye Fantian''s words seemed very plain, but the strong will went deep into Mo Wenqing''s heart. The trembling heart trembled more quickly at the moment.
"Qiang!"
When the divine sword came out of its scabbard, don''t ask your beautiful eyes to look at Ye Fantian coldly:
"You go!"
"Try it now!"
Ye Fantian''s Scarlet light flickered and looked at Mo without blinking.
"Don''t force me!"
At this time, all the powers began to look here and ponder it.
Even a fool can see that there must be something fishy between Ye Fantian and Mo Wenqing. When thinking of the resistance encountered by the son of heaven when proposing, even if they don''t know what''s going on, they can also learn something from it.
"If you have the heart, you will do it!"
Ye Fantian''s voice has become more tenacious at this time. His eyes, like a sharp sword, pierced into Mo Wenqing''s heart, making the heart that could not be firm become more urgent at this time.
"Idiot, you should go!"
The mood finally began to get out of control at this time.
It''s too dangerous here. Mo Wenqing doesn''t want to let Ye Fantian die like this again, but she can''t show it. This is Tianzong. There are their own teachers and many controls. Ye Fantian is not their opponent at all.
"Go? I''ll take you with me!"
The corners of Ye Fantian''s mouth raised a smile.
"Ask for mercy and take action. This man is a demon and can''t let go!"
The boxing Saint suddenly shouted.
"Go, go... Go!"
Mo''s beautiful eyes with a touch of terrible killing intention.
"Don''t go..."
"Hiss..."
When the long sword was released, the sharp edge of the sword was held on it, like a sharp edge shining on the sun, and a terrible sword idea began to condense.
"Poof..."
Long sword into the body!
Ye Fantian looked at Mo with a trace of pain and asked for love!
In front of his chest, a long sword had pierced his skin and penetrated his body.
The blood trickled down slowly.
At this moment, all the people looked at Ye Fantian, and the scene began to become silent for a moment.
"This woman!"
A trace of killing intention appeared in the Bull Demon King''s eyes.
"According to my many years of experience in picking up girls, you''d better not make a move at this time and watch it change. Ye Shao has good skills in picking up girls. He is hard to get and doesn''t say. He also chooses to hurt himself. He''s smart..."
Chekov murmured obscene
On the other side, the heavenly son''s face also showed a ferocious smile, very proud