Xia Jiulong was unwilling, but the Yunlong sage took action. He dared not resist even if he wanted to resist. He could only restrain his breath. Jiulong returned to his body with a momentum as strong as a saint.

The Yunlong sage gave him a cold look, then stared at ye QingHan and said hoarsely, "I can't imagine that Lord Ye is still the descendant of the holy dragon, just like my people."

The supreme Xia Hou also released him. Ye QingHan exhaled a turbid breath and replied faintly, "what does the cloud dragon Saint mean? Does it mean that the crown prince of Kowloon can evolve into a dragon, but I can't? I'm not a human when I evolve?"

The Yunlong sage replied indifferently, "evolution is evolution, but I'm not stupid enough to distinguish between evolution and change. You just turned into your true self! I can guarantee that the holy dragon is your true self. You're not a person in a small area at all, but a remnant of the Dragon world! The son of the holy dragon."

Kill people and kill their hearts. In a word, ye QingHan was condemned to death!

Ye QingHan hissed and despised it. What about the sage? Don't you crush people by your identity these days?

"You can ask the great sage of Tongtian whether I am the holy dragon in the Panlong world. Don't think I'm a saint. I can't beat you if you rely on strength, but I can convince you." ye QingHan said in a deep voice.

In this world, who dares to use this attitude to talk to saints alone?

Xia Jiulong is strong enough and the devil is arrogant enough, but they absolutely dare not refute the sage one-on-one.

Yunlong sage can't directly erase ye QingHan. A great sage of Tongtian is enough for him to tie his hands and feet. If he kills ye QingHan without reason and basis, the great sage of Tongtian can kill him.

Yunlong sage looked at other eternal saints, but few favoured him. They didn't help each other. Their eyes were blurred. Some people deliberately communicated with Xia Houhe and chose to ignore them.

Ye QingHan snorted stiffly and didn't want to talk to the Yunlong sage, but his holy dragon blood is really suspicious. After all, he knows that there is an eternal holy dragon blood in the sea.

Xia Jiulong was unwilling. He wanted to touch ye QingHan directly with the seal of immortality today, but his early combat effectiveness broke the boundary of saints, and the saints had to stop it. The war could not continue.

"Ye QingHan, today, in the face of the sage, I will spare you from dying. Next time I see you again, I will kill you." Xia Jiulong said coldly.

Ghost God son said, "this sentence is also what I want to say. A hundred years later, my God ancestor will leave the customs and order the world. It depends on whether you dare to come."

A hundred years is neither long nor short. For many people, a hundred years pass by in a flash, but for ye QingHan, who is racing against time, a hundred years is enough for him to stand firmly in the upper level, even reach the middle stage of the upper level, and even the peak. His cultivation is not like a saint, but under a saint, he can kill anyone at will.

"For a hundred years... I will fight, but the battle place is not at the grand ceremony to meet the great saint, but in the snow field in Northern Xinjiang. If you are interested, you can come. Of course, you and the crown prince of Kowloon can join hands at that time." ye QingHan said faintly.

Strong enough!

No one laughed at ye QingHan's boasting. So far, who can carry it with Xia Jiulong? Only ye QingHan is alone!

Xia Jiulong's face was calm, but his heart was like a raging wave and murderous.

Since ye QingHan appeared in the big world for so many years, he has played more than five games with Xia Jiulong, but Xia Jiulong has not benefited once. Today, he has swept his face. How can Xia Jiulong not be angry.

"North Xinjiang snow plain, jade snow peak, I'll wait for you there after a hundred years. I don't need anyone to intervene. Only one of you and me can get out of the jade snow peak, and the other is the cemetery." Xia Jiulong said coldly.

Ye QingHan smiled indifferently, turned and left. The wound on his body healed quickly, and the blood evaporated. The Taoist robe was calm again, and his breath was restrained. Although the Taoist robe was ugly, it worked very well.

WOW!

The Taoist robe quickly gathered away. Ye QingHan was dressed in white like snow. His vigorous and handsome face was enough to make female practitioners crazy all over the world.

The Sanskrit pursed his lips and whispered, "arrogance, bang se!"

Sobbing————————

The world's Heroes booed and nuns screamed, becoming ye QingHan's most enthusiastic fan value.

Ye Huang and Bai Xiaosheng stood beside Wu Zhenjun with a smile. They only had strong happiness and love. They would not worry about ye QingHan becoming strong. Even though the sea has changed, they will not change this feeling.

Wu Zhenjun's white hair is floating. Yu Guang glances over his two daughters with sighs in his eyes. He is a saint and can't see through ye QingHan's life trajectory, but they can still see their life trajectory. Their lives shouldn't have appeared in the world. Even if they do, there will still be a great disaster. Once he can't escape, his soul will collapse forever, and he can't be saved if he is a saint.

"You two... Stay away from ye QingHan in the future. If his cultivation is not great, he is not qualified to marry my daughter. He can't even meet me!" said Wu Zhenjun coldly.

Ye Huanghe and Bai Xiaosheng were surprised. They didn't expect that Wu Zhenjun's attitude would change so quickly.

"Your fate is getting closer and closer. It's close to the time of death. If you want to live, leaving him is the only way." Wu Zhenjun spoke indifferently and didn't give them any room for discussion. Finally, he said firmly, "this matter can't be discussed. I'm your father. I don't care about your past life. This life is my daughter, so I want to protect you."

As soon as the faces of Ye Huang and Bai Xiaosheng changed, they could feel the strong father love of Wu Zhenjun. They didn't want to embarrass him any more, so they all nodded and said in one voice, "listen to Dad, I believe he can cultivate to the realm of great sage."

Wu Zhenjun smiled happily and stroked their heads. The sound of thick vicissitudes came into their knowledge of the sea and said, "One day, you will understand the pains of being a father. If you die because of Ye QingHan, you are really dead and lose him forever. Even if he practices to the holy state, he will be more desperate. If his opportunity is good enough, he can reach the peak without you two. Your feelings are there and will not deteriorate for him , for your sake, you two go back and practice at ease. You are not allowed to leave the pass until you reach the realm of saints! "

Ye Huang smiled bitterly. It seems that Wu Zhenjun's mind has been decided. He doesn't want to entangle about this matter and lose his father's love.

Ye Huang and ye QingHan looked at each other, their eyes were full of reluctance, and all kinds of words were in their eyes.

Ye QingHan read this thought, nodded to Ye Huang and said, "don't go against his meaning. I'll provide you with a fairy pill to advance to the realm of saints. You can practice at ease and don't care about anything."

Ye Huang pursed his mouth and nodded seriously.

Ye QingHan's voice transmission. Wu Zhenjun is so close to Ye Huang that he must be able to intercept it. When he heard ye QingHan say so, he nodded with satisfaction.