Chapter 223: Who among you was not an ant

Looking at that on the field, Ye Fan, who seemed to be a little mad, full of anger and unwillingness.
Everyone was silent.
Even they themselves think that Ye Fan is a well-deserved cultivation genius, even Chen Jiannan is at this time, a little bit ashamed.
such a man.
It is indeed the most qualified to be the owner of this golden holy stick.
Of course.
Chu Lingxiao still didn't turn around, and he didn't show any displeasure when he asked Ye Fan loudly and loudly.
With his back to Ye Fan, he faintly replied a word.
"You said ants? Who didn't start with ants? The same goes for you."
When this sentence falls.
Chu Lingxiao finally turned around slowly, glanced at Ye Fan faintly, and then inspected everyone in the royal group.
"There are also people present, who didn't start with ants?"
Faint voice.
In this vast open space of deep mountains, it is just like a breeze passing by, softly in your ears.
Nothing like Ye Fan's words.
Everyone in the imperial team felt a sense of approval in their hearts, but just such a sentence made everyone suddenly feel shocked, as if they were empowered, and their heads instantly became extremely sober.
But Ye Fan was still dissatisfied.
"Why! I am a strong person. Among my peers, let alone this small earth, even the entire galaxy, I have the confidence to be the first in my generation!"
"Why is an ant worthy of this golden holy club! Why can't I!"
The audience was quiet.
In an instant, only Ye Fan heard one by one, full of resentful anger.
Ye Fan at this time.
Feeling a great humiliation.
Even in the face of a strong man like Chu Lingxiao that he couldn't imagine, he still had to fight on reason!
This is not like an existence of this level at all. What should be said does not match the image of a super taboo powerhouse who can make the Emperor Realm-the Empress of the Galaxy, give way.
even.
He feels.
Chu Lingxiao's words are innocent!
What are ants?
Even if the ant has potential, everything is empty talk before it grows.
As far as the starry sky is concerned.
There are nearly hundreds of millions of ants that die every day. Among them, is there no one who can become the talent of Xingkong Tianjiao?
But in the end.
It's not being played with wanton, joking to death.
It is to become a slave to the strong.
I can't stand up forever!
The world of cultivation is so cruel. Ants didn't deserve to have anything before they became a strong one!
Not even qualified to covet the treasure of the fairy!
Ye Fan was on the verge of losing his mind at this time, with red eyes, staring at Chu Lingxiao closely, and gritted his teeth and asked:
"Why, you tell me, why, because you are the strong, you can choose at will?!"
"Even so, both of you are from Earth Huaxia, why don't you choose me who is ten thousand times stronger than this ant!"
There were bursts of hissing.
Flooded the audience.
Looking at Ye Fan, who was full of bloodshot eyes in his eyes, everyone believed that if Chu Lingxiao was not present, Ye Fan might not be able to help Ning Zhongxu again.
And Ning Zhongxu.
Hearing Ye Fan's angry questions, even he couldn't help asking himself in his heart.
Compared to Ye Fan by himself.
It is indeed not a star and a half.
Ye Fan was like a bright moon, dangling brightly.
And he is just a firefly, small and dim.
The rumored Kunlun Forbidden Master, how could he choose him... Ants...
Ning Zhongxu's heart.
Could not help.
A touch of bitterness rose inexplicably.
But the next moment.
When a faint word fell, Ye Fan's angry gasps and the anger on his face disappeared a lot.
"Do you really think I chose him?"
Chu Lingxiao waved casually.
The next scene.
Ye Fan's expression was justified and he fell silent all at once, with a dull face. As for Zhao Hengren and everyone in the imperial group present, they seemed to have seen the most incredible scene, their eyes widened and their eyes trembled.
I see.
Behind Ning Zhongxu.
There was an illusory and stalwart figure, vaguely recognizable, wearing a gold holy armor exuding a sacred breath, stepping on glazed boots, a stalwart figure, standing on a group of colorful clouds with his back facing the mortal world below.
In front of him, there was a solemn and sacred palace, like a fairy palace standing above the nine heavens.
When this picture appears.
The golden holy club in Ning Zhongxu's hand, as before, once again possessed the same spirituality, surrounded Ning Zhongxu, turning wildly.
Watching this extremely magical scene.
Everyone suddenly looked dumb.
this moment.
Faint voice.
It echoed in Ye Fan's ear again.
"Did you see it? I didn't choose him, but the golden holy club!"
The voice fell off.
Ye Fan's expression was full of shame and anger, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness.
He is the emperor of the realm of cultivation.
actually……
Not as good as a mortal!
Chu Lingxiao finished.
He turned around, ignored Ye Fan, looked at Ning Zhongxu faintly, and said blankly:
"Now I ask you again, are you ready to become its owner?"
this moment.
Ning Zhongxu did not hesitate, nodded earnestly. He knew that Monkey King, Monkey King, was fighting and defeating Buddha, ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, learning from the scriptures, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and a golden hoop rod of the sea god. Hand, all the injustices in the world.
The golden sacred rod now in contact with him.
In his hands.
Ning Zhongxu knew clearly.
What will this mean.
Qi said no clothes, the same robe with the son!
Inheritance of the Great Sage!
Now, it's my responsibility!
this moment.
Chu Lingxiao pointed out that in an instant, the entire mountain was dyed golden, and the golden light continued to flow, all of which entered the center of Xu's eyebrows in Ningzhong.
this moment.
Everywhere in Ning Zhongxu's body, there were lines of mysterious golden scriptures that were connected like iron chains, floating endlessly in the corners of his limbs.
King Kong is not bad.
Seventy-two changes!
Wishful stick method!
Fiery eyes!
Hundreds of thousands of miles away!
Qitian Great Sage Monkey King's five major cultivation techniques were all poured into Ning Zhongxu's head. From this moment on, Ning Zhongxu was a destined person of Monkey King Monkey King.
This scene.
Everyone in the royal group who looked more looked envied.
The inheritance of mythological characters.
This is too...
Finish it all.
Chu Lingxiao looked around at random, and Zhao Heng waited a glance.
Indifferently:
"Take him back ~EbookFREE.me~, just as I have something to explain."
"Sir, that..."
Zhao Hengren hesitated, glanced at him without saying a word, and stood there, with a dull and unwilling face, Ye Fan wanted to ask Chu Lingxiao what should Ye Fan do.
In fact, he wanted Ye Fan to join the royal group.
after all.
It is also an unimaginable practice evildoer.
"Don't bother."
But after hearing Chu Lingxiao's words, he had to greet everyone in the imperial clan, followed Chu Lingxiao's figure for an instant, and left.
In an instant.
The whole mountain fell into a dead silence.
Only Ye Fan stood there with a dazed expression.
After a while.
He only recovered, when he found that there was no one around him, his face gradually became extremely gloomy.
next moment.
An unstoppable roar, mixed with sounds full of humiliation and resentment, spread throughout the entire mountain, until there were only three words full of hatred in the sound, and the frightened group of birds in the mountain heard it, scared A flurry of flying.
"Chu Lingxiao!!!"