Chapter 1492: Post-war ball

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In the blink of an eye, the ancestor of the ten thousand demon ancestors, covered in the colorful colors of the fighter, his face was frightened, and he suddenly shouted in the sky, and his voice was full of sadness and despair.
"No, this is impossible!"
His voice had just fallen, and his body of thought was suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a spot of light and falling down.
A set of eyes fixed on the space, and then everyone suddenly turned back to look at Ye Chen, climbing the face with a shocked expression.
"I thought it would be impossible for God to kill you? Naive!"
Ye Chen slowly lowered her right hand, and a bright golden pupil slowly turned back to black.
"This……"
Several people of Taiji Zhenxian looked at each other, and they all saw a deep horror from the other party's eyes.
The ancestral ancestor of Wanxian was very confident. He had said before that no one could hurt him when he was in the mind. This is definitely not alarmist. Ye Chen’s palm and fist never hurt him. It can be seen that it is true.
And now, under the finger of Ye Chen, the soul of the ancestors of Ten Thousand Demons has disappeared, and the gap between them is so great?
"Ancestral Demon... dead?"
Qingchuan Ying's face was stunned, and then she was filled with deep joy. This is her master, and no enemy is his opponent!
Tai Chi True Immortal is also full of joy, and the old demon, the ancestral ancestor, is definitely a permanent nightmare for their Promise Sect. If he is alive for a day, Promise Sect will not be peaceful for a day, but Ye Chen is in his When escaping from afar, killing his soul with one finger is undoubtedly making everyone overjoyed.
Above the sky, Ye Chen stood proudly, with the other hand still in his pocket, very casual.
In the eyes of disciples of True Immortality, this kind of action was extremely frivolous and disdainful, but it could be done on Ye Chen, but they felt so special and full of mood.
"Really rely on the strength of one person to kill the many masters of Wanxianmen?"
Ren Tingtingfang's heart trembles, the terrible Wan Wanmen, no one knows better than her, but this makes his mentor Su Ye sigh, almost horrified.
It can be said that as long as the Demon Gate exists for one day, Shuangyelou don't want to walk under the sun, but today, the burden placed on the entire Zongmen is removed!
And in Ye Chen's hands, the powerful and terrifying Wannianmen is so weak?
At this moment, countless disciples of Shuangyelou raised their heads, but this is the master of their Shuangyelou, their great giant pillar, there is Shuangye Zhenxian and his old man, who dares to provoke Shuangyelou?
Taiji Zhenxian and others recovered from the shock. They shook their heads, and the six elders bowed to the sky with him.
"Thank you Zhenxian for protecting the great grace, the Promise and Sect up and down, thank you very much, and great grace will never forget!"
There were seven people at the beginning, and the rest of the disciples of the Promise Sect all bowed and bowed their heads.
Qingchuan Ying smiled softly, and when she bowed her head to salute with the disciples of Promise Sect, the sound of breaking the sky came. At the moment when she had to bend over, she put a hand on her arm and held her up.
"Shuangyelou is my ancestor, you are my little maid, and it would be too much to say thanks."
The joking voice sounded in the ear, Qingchuan Ying raised her pretty face, Ye Chen was standing in front of her with a smile, and there was no breath of fierce killing.
At this moment, I don't know how many women are jealous in their hearts, and they can't wait to exchange with Qingchuan Sakura to be the maid of the true fairy leaf.
...
The night of Qiankun Mountain is breezy and the night view is beautiful.
The broken Yanwuchang has been filled with earth and stone by many disciples of the Promise Sect. A bonfire was raised in the center of the Yanwuchang. Numerous disciples were cheering and celebrating, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
The elders who can't close their doors on weekdays are awesome, even the Sect Master Taiji Zhenxian is no exception.
Today's World War I wiped out all hidden dangers. Everyone felt that it was easier than ever to see the sky and clear the sky.
Countless young disciples have their eyes on the handsome Ye Chen from time to time. The male face shows respect and awe, and the female is admired and intoxicated.
It was this man who reversed the two defeats and gave them the grand occasion at the moment.
Ye Chen sat on the chair, pillows on both hands, the entire chair had only two legs leaning on the ground, but did not shake at all. Beside him, Qingchuan Ying sat down on his legs, gentle and dignified, without the majesty of the past, but carefully rubbing his legs, and instantly became the agent from the Frost Leaf Tower who was above. They are the little maids of the master.
She turned her head to look at Ye Chen's extraordinary face, and she couldn't help but smile with happiness.
"I knew that the master must be fine, the master is the strongest!"
Since the dust card of Ye Chen shattered, the entire Frost Leaf Tower has been in a precarious state. Over the years, Frost Leaf Tower has been struggling to survive in the cracks. As the acting landlord, Qingchuan Sakura has been exhausted and worried. Even the time for sleep is pitiful.
She pretended to have a strong look on the surface. In fact, she did not know how many times she woke up from her dreams at night. Now when she sees Ye Chen coming back, she just feels that she has put down all the burdens on her body.
Ye Chen turned his head, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"Over the years, you have worked hard."
Qingchuan Ying smiled and shook her head, looking at Ye Chen's eyes as if a rainbow was flashing.
"Not bitter, I'm not bitter at all to protect the master's sect."
Ye Chen caressed her hair with a smile, the master and servant were intimate, and there was a burst of jealousy around them.
Seeing such a sweet scene, Feng Xiyue only felt sore in her heart, and suddenly stood up and walked towards the field.
"Wow, Sister Feng is going to dance!"
"Okay, okay!"
"Gosh, I'm so happy!"
"..."
The male disciples of the Promise Sect suddenly cheered, and saw Fengxiyue's plain skirt, classical and feminine, and the models entered the campfire.
Feng Yunyue holds the pipa, and the sound of sweetness comes out, while Feng Xiyue dances in the music, and the male disciples around him are dazzled.
Many disciples have an incredible look. On a normal day, when the wind and moon are cold and frost, why did anyone see her dancing?
The body of the wind moon is soft and beautiful, and every action is extremely beautiful.
It wasn't until her beautiful eyes swept to Ye Chen's position from time to time that this made many male disciples understand that it turned out that their sister was emotional.
Li Kelin was displeased, but only with a wry smile on his face, Frost Leaf True Immortal had such a huge charm and had to serve.
Feng Xiyue is very confident in her dancing posture. She is generous and elegant, and shows her exquisite figure as much as possible. What makes her discouraged is that Ye Chen did not look at herself from beginning to end.
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