Chapter 2717

The white figure is an old man with white hair and beard. The old man has a magnificent figure, and his momentum is magnificent. When people see him, it's like seeing a magnificent mountain, which can't be climbed or crossed.

"Thank you for your mercy!" the white haired old man looked at Zhao Yuande, and his eyes showed an unbelievable color.

He can clearly feel the terrorist power on the other side. Although he has recovered 70% of his injury and his combat effectiveness has recovered to the peak of the seventh small step, he still feels a trace of extremely dangerous breath on this young man.

He is an old man who has lived for millions of years. He has faced countless enemies in his life, and he has seen countless experts. He has even been in contact with the strong ones who respect the environment in the half trail.

So he is very confident in his feeling. What does this feeling say... It shows that he can't beat the other party with his current strength!

After living for endless years, he can naturally see that Zhao Yuande is definitely not the same old monster as himself. I'm afraid the other party is not very old.

This is even more frightening... At the age of the other party, his cultivation has reached the seventh small level, and his combat effectiveness has reached the invincible level in the realm of heaven!

What kind of genius and monster is this!

Your granddaughter's competition with each other is like a sky and a ground. It's not the same!

And the other party's punch just now... He also understood the meaning.

That's to let your granddaughter know that there are days outside and people outside. Don't be too arrogant and confident!

"Hehe! Actually, I don't want to do anything to her. I just want to polish her edges and corners..." Zhao Yuande smiled and said, "in fact, I came here to find my predecessors!"

Hearing Zhao Yuande's previous sentence, the white haired old man couldn't help nodding slightly, but the next sentence made him feel like a cloud mountain and fog.

The other party looking for themselves? What will happen?

"You... Who are you?" at this time, ye Huang's trembling voice came again not far away. A trace of expectation appeared in her eyes. She seemed to guess Zhao Yuande's identity.

"I can't tell you now!" Zhao Yuande turned to look at her and smiled at her, "but... You can ask your grandpa later!"

"... huang'er, go back and think about why you failed today. I have something to say with this little friend!" the white haired old man turned his head and looked at his son and the Ye family not far away. "Clean up here!"

"Yes! Haoran Tianzun!" then they had the opportunity to speak and salute the old man with white hair and beard again.

"Little friend, please come with me!" the white haired old man took a deep look at Zhao Yuande, then turned and flew towards a damaged palace.

Zhao Yuande nodded to tuntian, then turned around and flew away with the old man with white hair and beard.

There was an underground entrance in the damaged palace. They entered a secret room where the spirit of immortals gathered underground through a long passage.

"Little friend, please tell me something!" the white haired old man sat on a futon and pointed to a futon opposite to Zhao Yuande.

Zhao Yuande felt the warm power emanating from the futon, and he couldn't help showing a little surprise.

Without politeness, he sat down on the futon, and immediately felt that the futon under him seemed to be a bridge to communicate the earth's veins, and the force of the earth's veins flowed along the futon towards his body.

"Good thing! What a good thing!" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but praise.

"If you like it, you can take it away when you go!" the old man with white hair and beard looked at Zhao Yuande and always guessed the other party's purpose this time.

The other party obviously didn't come to seek revenge, otherwise huang'er would have died in the other party's hands!

The other party is not looking for relatives and friends. He doesn't remember that there are such terrible descendants among his friends! And if it's a friend's younger generation, it won't be so casual.

He wanted to go, but he felt that the other party was very much like a person... Lord Ye!

Because they look at Ye Huang very much... There is a deep meaning of caring for future generations and hoping that future generations will grow into talents.

"Thank you, master!" Zhao Yuande smiled. It's of no use to him, but it's a rare treasure for Xinghe sect. "In fact, I just want to inquire about someone from master this time."

"Oh! Who?" the old man asked curiously.

"Ye Chen." Zhao Yuande said the name, and his eyes fell on each other's face. He didn't want to miss the slightest change in each other's expression.

"Ye Chen!" hearing Zhao Yuande talking about the name, the old man was surprised at first, but then he shook his head and said faintly, "I don't know this man."

"The elder's expression has told me the answer!" Zhao Yuande is naturally not a fledgling boy. At a glance, he knows that the other party knows Ye Chen. They seem to have a deep relationship.

"What are you talking about, I don't know." the old man with white hair and beard still shook his head and didn't admit it.

"Master, it's no secret that ye Chen entered the road to heaven 30000 years ago. Why should you hide it!" Zhao Yuande was puzzled and didn't know what the other party was thinking.

"What is the way to heaven? I really don't know." the old man shook his head.

"OK! Since you don't admit it, I can't help it!" Zhao Yuande stood up and said faintly, "but ye Chen was caught and imprisoned by an alien in the golden star domain, the fourth largest star domain on the road to heaven. If you don't want to help him, forget it! Let him live and die!"

Zhao Yuande turned and left, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

When he said this, if the other party is still indifferent, it means that he has really found the wrong person.

"You... What are you talking about!" hearing Zhao Yuande's words, the old man couldn't help shaking his body. He suddenly stood up, rushed up and grabbed Zhao Yuande's arm. His face showed an eager color, and his voice was a little trembling. "Don't go, little friend. Can't I say?"

"Hehe! It would be nice if you were like this!" Zhao Yuande sat back on the futon with a faint smile on his face. "Say it, elder! Tell me about the specific situation of Ye Chen and don't miss anything about that year!"

"This... All right!" the old man hesitated for a moment, pressed down the questions he wanted to ask, and began to answer Zhao Yuande's words first, "that year..."

What Zhao Yuande didn't expect was that ye Chen was the son of the old man with white hair and beard.