A magnificent palace.
In the past few months, this magnificent palace can be described as hot, and it is unattainable in the eyes of the entire Ancient League Nine Vein disciples.
Because the owner of this palace is the eighth quasi-spirit who was just born from the ancient alliance of the gods... Huateng! !
Following Ye Wuque's strong crowning of the seventh quasi-lingzi, the remaining place after the competition finally fell on Huateng.
At this moment, the gate of the palace that was supposed to be high above the sky was closed, and the atmosphere in it was even more solemn and dead!
In the hall, two figures stood respectfully and flattering, bowing slightly toward the front, while the two men sat in front of each other in the salute.
The man on the left is tall and straight, with broad shoulders. He is about thirty years old. His eyes are unpredictable, like a sharp sword hidden in the dark. The sharp edge is looming. He is the quasi-spirit of the ancient alliance... Ye Lan!
The person on the right, dressed in white, has a deep momentum and handsome face. At first glance, he looks like a good son in the world, but his eyes are so sharp that he is naturally the eighth quasi-spirited Huateng!
"Master, Master Hua, Ye Wuque just returned to the Ancient League, and now he has returned to the profound veins directly! I am afraid I already know about the three dog minions..."
The person standing respectfully spoke carefully, but his tone was with a hint of tension that could not be hidden.
If Ye Wuque were here, he would instantly recognize that the person who opened his mouth was the miserable Ling Ao man who was hindered by him in the land of inheritance and was then taught, that is, Ye Lan's hand.
"It frustrated Jiuyou's plan and saved the entire human race, what a great feat!"
Ye Lan spoke softly, in an inexplicable tone, but could hear a faint color in it.
"In my opinion, it's just luck."
"The most important thing is that the eleven supreme overlords of the territories of the human race now need a hero as a benchmark to calm people's hearts and establish a positive influence. That's why Ye Wuque became a hero."
"Even if it's a pig, it can fly when standing on the vent."
"He just happened to be there, he was just lucky."
This is Huateng's voice, neither salty nor indifferent, with a hint of cold tone.
He has become the eighth quasi-spirited son of the Ancient League. Although he has not yet gone to the Patriarch Hall to complete his trial missions, his status and status are completely different. Now his words and deeds have also changed, and he has a domineering attitude. .
"Junior Brother Hua's words are not unreasonable."
"However, as long as there is nothing wrong with being cautious, how can you guarantee that Ye Wuque won't get into trouble?"
Ye Lan smiled softly.
"Everyone is a quasi-spirited child, so what about making trouble?"
"Don't forget, his three dogs are not disciples of the Nine Meridians of the Ancient League. They don't have any status, they are just slaves."
"A mere servant, even if he is killed, what can Ye Wuque do with me?"
Huateng's tone was indifferent, with a sense of indifference.
"Yes, maybe Ye Wuque won't make a stand for the three dog minions."
"After all, everyone is a quasi-spirited child. Once the trouble really occurs, the scene will be very ugly."
Ye Lan nodded and added.
Hearing this, Huateng's eyes flashed a kind of overbearing meaning, "What about being strong?"
"I am not afraid of him now!"
Ye Lan nodded deeply.
Huateng has become stronger!
Not just getting stronger, but a few months ago!
Huateng won the position of the last quasi-spiritual son, not by any conspiracy and tricks, but by the actual strength of his cultivation.
Baimenliu, Qianhui and others were all defeated by Huateng, and they were almost completely defeated by Huateng.
This incident shocked the entire ancient league at the time!
No one thought that Huateng's strength would suddenly advance by leaps and bounds, surpassing everyone.
No one knows what level Huateng, who had only the quasi-eight-aperture quasi-legendary, has reached now.
A sense of arrogance agitated in Huateng's heart!
He knew that the entire Ancient League had shocked his strength suddenly, but this was exactly the effect he wanted, enough to give people an unpredictable meaning.
As for why it suddenly becomes stronger?
This is naturally the support from Huajia!
Just a few months ago, his father asked someone to bring him a strange thing, a blood bead condensed with endless blood.
After swallowing it down, Huateng's cultivation base broke the shackles inconceivably, and achieved a major breakthrough in a blast.
That's why Huateng defeated the rest of the strong competitors and eventually became the eighth quasi-spirit.
In the past few months, Huateng has been refining the power of that blood bead, and its strength has improved every day!
Until today, the power of that blood bead has not been completely consumed, and there is still a trace in the body.
The leaps and bounds of strength cultivation has brought infinite confidence and conceit to Huateng!
At the coronation ceremony that day, Ye Wuque made him suffer all the humiliation and ridicule, and even became the laughing stock of the entire ancient league, and he has been deeply torturing Huateng during this time! !
Therefore, after becoming the quasi-spirited child, after Ye Wuque left the Ancient League, he finally couldn't restrain the hatred of Ye Wuque in his heart, and attacked the three of Mu Daoqi!
First let out a bitterness in my heart!
After Ye Wuque came back, he was playing slowly with him.
Many thoughts flashed in Huateng's heart, Huateng's face showed an unpredictable smile and looked to the side of Ye Lan and said: "Besides, there is Brother Ye, you are here..."
"This person Ye Wuque is arrogant, arrogant and domineering. It doesn't matter if you don't put me in your eyes, you don't even put Ye Wuque in your eyes. Such a person needs a lesson that will make him remember!"
Hua Teng's words flashed a sharp light in Ye Lan's eyes.
A touch of undisguised resentment poured out from Fang Xing's face, who was standing respectfully, and even touched his knees subconsciously, really hating Ye Wuque! !
"So, no matter what happens to him, Ye Wuque, in your eyes, Brother Ye is just a grasshopper jumping up."
Huateng's words made Ye Lan smile faintly.
After all, the compliment Ye Lan in Huateng's tone was clear.
"Junior Brother Hua is serious, but you are right. Ye Wuque is just a little bit. Even if he is now standing on the cusp of the storm and becoming a great hero, he has forgotten. He is just a quasi-spirited son of the Ancient League. ."
"If you don't know the current affairs and ask for hardship, then I will let him understand what is bitterness and what is despair!"
"In this world, meritorious deeds are nothing but false names. The truly invincible has always been strength!"
Ye Lan's tone became more and more understatement, and he became more confident with a leisurely attitude.
It is clear that Ming Ye Wuqian has made great achievements, and he is a quasi-spirit who sits on an equal footing with him, but in his eyes, it still seems to be nothing.
"With the words of Senior Brother Ye, there is no problem."
Hua Teng also said with a smile.
Obviously, Huateng was very satisfied with Ye Lan’s statement, and the reason why he would compliment Ye Lan, befriend Ye Lan, and even become a person on the same boat, apart from everyone’s equal status and status, there is a more important reason...
That's behind Ye Lan...someone! !
