Chapter 143: Enchanted

Ye Chuan was amazing, and everyone was stunned.
Compared with other sects, the demon door has one of the biggest differences. The person who controls the sect is not the door owner, but the queen. All the days after the day were women, only selected from female disciples.
Every day after tomorrow, it is the supreme figure of the demon gate, and it is also a super master. It is built on the feet of many elders. Every few decades, the Zongmen protector will be rotated for a few hundred years. For more than a thousand years, the elders will be replaced and replaced by new students. But one day later, at least three thousand years, eight thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years.
Moreover, there is no replacement after the day, only inheritance. After the last day of the emergence of the feathers, or the enlightenment of the road to the world outside the world, will be born a new day. Usually, the days will not show up at all. A retreat is a thousand years, and the size of the sect is handled by the elders. Unless it is a earth-shattering event, the days will never appear. Many Zongmen disciples have never seen the end of the day from joining Zongmen to old age. They only vaguely heard that there is such a person. Not to mention the people outside the sect.
How old is Ye Chuan, how does he know the days?
What did he do after the day?
Everyone is confused and shocked. The fat man Zhao Dazhi and the guardian Yang Tianmao are the same.
Yang Tian, ​​who was in the arms of the fat man, was so that he couldn’t hear anything, but his ears were still there. Even he did not know the existence of the queen. Before he left, he did not listen to the elders Zhu Guohong who had had such awkwardness. He suddenly heard Ye Chuan talk about such a character in the days after, and his heart was shocked and confused.
"What are you doing for us in the day?"
The face of the sky is cold, and when it comes to the day, it looks serious. "Young people, you better give me a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, the deity does not mind killing you, and then bring your body to the cloud." In other words, destroy your entire cloud sect, and uproot it!"
The sky is still not bright, under the moonlight, the leaves that float in the air suddenly fall vertically.
The dead wood warriors did not make a big hit, but the pressure in the air increased sharply, and the body began to sway with undisguised murder.
There is a bright face in the sky, and it is an elder of the demon gate. In secret, he has another identity. It is the personal guardian of this post-mortem and the only guard around him. The high status and noble status can be said to be inferior to the elders of the elders, only under one day.
Ye Chuan said that he is not enough weight, and this is no problem. Heaven is a joke, and ignorance is fearless. But Ye Chuan pointed out that it is different to see the days later. Even if Yunmuzong’s head came in person, he did not specify the qualifications for seeing the queen. What is Ye Chuan? Does he have this qualification?
Speaking well, Ye Chuan is arrogant, I don’t know how high! To put it bluntly, he is awkward, the majesty of the day after the supremacy of the demon!
"I said, come and borrow one thing. What is going on? When I see the day, I will naturally tell her." Ye Chuan replied, quietly unmoved, and looked at the dead wood warriors with a glance, faintly said "Your cultivation is very good, but I want to destroy our cloud sect. It is still far away. Don't say if you have that ability. The first one to stop is your days. Millions of years. Before, the friendship between the Yunwuzong and the Tianmeng Gate is not something that you juniors understand, nor is it that you can be embarrassed. Afterwards, pay attention to it, don't say this kind of joke that makes the demon ancestors sacred."
Ye Chuan was calm and self-sufficient. He did not shrink and nervous under the pressure of the sky. In turn, he trained him.
In the eyes of the disciples of the demon, the sky is high, but in Ye Chuan's opinion, it is really nothing.
In his words, people sound harsh and arrogant, but they don't know how high the earth is, but for Ye Chuan, this is really nothing. In the previous life, only in the hands of the sky, only the demon of the demon, after the revenge of the gods, I would like to see my share, even if the demon lord of the king of the demon, after seeing the emperor to see the disciples. Nowadays, I have to go to the door to see and see, and it has been somewhat condescending, and the blue demon knows that he must be uneasy.
People's looks are wonderful, amazing, unbelievable, and stunned.
"Ha ha ha, hahahaha, kid, who is going to pay attention to it? Believe it or not, the deity will kill you now!"
The dead wood warriors also had some troubles, and then they laughed with anger. The right hand and the five fingers crossed, and the air suddenly added a hundred meters long dead branches, which were circled together in a circle, like a yellow-yellow python. The power fluctuations in the air suddenly climbed to the extreme, and the real human beings were heavy. There was a feeling of chest tightness and inability to breathe in an instant. It seems that the sky is dry and the whip is going down, and there is a hole in the sky.
"You don't dare, your duty is just to convey the message to the queen. Killing does not kill me, it is a matter of the future." Ye Chuan faintly glanced at the sky, still unmoved, but secretly carrying an ancient French seal.
In the sparkling Tianchi, I don’t know when I waved a circle of waves, and the waves that are smashing are getting bigger and bigger, hitting the rocks on the shore. Listening and listening carefully, it seems that there is still a roar of anger in the sound of the waves, and if there is nothing in the vagueness, but the heart is shaking, the heart can not help but sigh.
The sky looked at the wave of Tianchi, and his eyes flashed a touch of uneasiness. His face was cloudy and uncertain. The long whip that hangs in the air is scary, but it is too late to whip down.
Ye Chuan’s words are extremely harsh and arrogant, but one thing he did not say is wrong. The status of the dryness is only a guard. This time, he walked out of the dark hall, and this is the life of the queen to see what came to the Panlong Mountain. The guests. Although the body is murderous, but I really want to kill Ye Chuan, a cloud disciple, I have to think twice.
"Kill, kill, kill him!"
Houshan stared at Ye Chuan on the sidelines, and he had words in his mouth, so he couldn’t help but start to kill Ye Chuan!
Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and Houshan was once again disappointed.
After hesitating for a while, Tianchang took the long whip up. "Kid, well, the deity will inform you once. Pray for good luck, otherwise you will die!"
The sky turned unexpectedly and turned away, and went back to the white hair.
The disciples of the demon squatting on the ground raised their heads incredulously. The fat man and the guardian Yang Tian mad were relieved, and Ye Chuan was the same.
"No..., kid, the gods are not killing you, I am coming, I am going to kill you!"
Waiting for the mountain on the ground, suddenly the body violently, with a touch of shadow to the face of Ye Chuan, slap the whole palm!
This can't kill Ye Chuan. He is not reconciled. He remembers the body of his son Hou Yuanchang and he is angry. As the sky dried up, the anger of the heart erupted like a volcanic eruption.
Unexpectedly, when Ye Chuan was relieved to relax, Houshan was desperate to attack. At this moment, he was enchanted. If he was mad, he couldn’t kill Ye Chuan. Even the commands of the sky were turned a deaf ear, and everything was left behind!