Chapter 261

In the basement conference room, there are eight people sitting on the huge conference table.

There are old and young, men and women, their eyes all fall on Ye Zichuan's body.

Ye Zichuan's face was calm and he sat quietly opposite them, looking straight at everyone.

The air is quiet and terrible. There is a smell of gunpowder spreading. The energy of various properties is fluctuating. Like several volcanoes, it seems that it will erupt at the next moment.

The strength of these people is terrible, and there are even those who are strong in the divine realm.

This is enough to see that they attach great importance to Ye Zichuan, because they need a deterrent force, and they can also respond in case of anything unpleasant.

What ye Zichuan fears most is an ordinary young man.

He has a head of white hair, like snow, without a trace of variegation.

Unlike other people, he just took a look at Ye Zichuan, then closed his eyes and sat there quietly, silent, as if asleep.

It was in him that ye Zichuan felt a threat.

Because even the shards of Godhead have a change.

"Does he have anything to do with space?" Ye Zichuan made such a guess.

The air was quiet for a long time. Suddenly, someone made a noise.

"Hum!"

A voice with disdain, with a trace of irony of the light hum sounded, broke the peace.

Ye Zichuan's eyes fell on a young man with fiery red hair, like a flame burning.

In his eyes, ye Zichuan saw two groups of fiery flames. He stared at them as if he were in a volcano.

"This is the person you're looking for. There's no energy fluctuation in your body. At most, it's a small white face. Are you sure that he killed Qingsong

He looked at Ye Zichuan, with contempt in his eyes and strong doubt.

He didn't read Ye Zichuan's materials, but was pulled over by others as the key combat power.

Therefore, his understanding of Ye Zichuan was all heard from others, and he didn't think he was very strong.

Ye Zichuan looked at him and said, "if you want to die, you can try it!"

The atmosphere of the meeting room changed as soon as this sentence came out.

Boom, the red haired youth's body burst out of flames, the whole person came like the God of fire, the temperature in the air suddenly increased.

"What did you say?"

He stares at Ye Zichuan. The fire is fierce and fierce.

Other people also looked at Ye Zichuan in amazement. They didn't expect that he was so tough and didn't mean to be soft or bow his head at all. Facing so many strong people, they didn't have any fear.

"Little white face, do you have the ability to say it again?" The young man stood up. His body was burning. The hot temperature kept rising. Even the chair behind him melted.

"Sit down!"

A middle-aged man opened his mouth. He was tall and burly, with a sword eyebrow in his temples. There was a momentum of self-confidence between his eyebrows.

The young man didn't care about him, just staring at Ye Zichuan: "speak, why don't you speak? What's wrong? Is that all you can do? "

As soon as the voice fell, ye Zichuan disappeared in the same place.

"Be careful!"

There was a big drink.

Boom!

The whole underground conference room was shaking violently, and there was a surge of energy.

The young man, who was burning all over his body, was clinging to the wall. The whole wall was completely split, and most of his body sank in.

He seems to be pressed by the invisible barrier, fiercely resisting, but it seems to be doing useless work, bit by bit trapped in the wall.

Ye Zichuan stood there, one hand to him, constantly exerting pressure on him, the other hand, but with another person to blow a record.

The white haired man, who had been closing his eyes, was standing beside him, holding Ye Zichuan's wrist in one hand. It was just him.

If he didn't block Ye Zichuan, the man like Huoshen would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Ye Zichuan looked at the man with the flame burning all over his body and said faintly, "just keep this flame for your birthday cake."

The young man's face turned red and roared like a beast, but he couldn't resist. He was pressed by Ye Zichuan and fell into the wall.

It's a bit of a shame for him.

In the rating of the tenth department, he is in the tenth grade!

Moreover, he is a fire power. His attack power is violent, full of destruction and blazing. The maximum temperature can even reach 10000 degrees.

But now, he didn't even touch the corner of Ye Zichuan's clothes, so he was pressed into the wall without any resistance.

"Stop it."

The white haired man looked at Ye Zichuan and said.

Ye Zichuan took a look at him and was surprised.

This man even blocked the power of his own space. It seemed that the power of space had no effect on him. When it fell on him, it was like snowflakes falling into the water, melting directly and disappearing into the invisible.

"If there's a next time, it's not that easy." Ye Zichuan opened his mouth and released his hand.

He flashed back to his seat and sat down. Even in the face of Yanhuang guardian and the leaders of the tenth department, he didn't plan to give in.

This time, they also saw Ye Zichuan's attitude.

It's obviously impossible to use force to suppress others. Ye Zichuan obviously doesn't want this.

The young Vulcan came down from the wall, covered his chest and coughed violently. His ribs were broken. The pain did not sober him up, but made him more angry and angry.

He stares at Ye Zichuan, the flame in his eyes is still so blazing.

The white haired man looked at him and said, "don't make trouble. I'm not here to fight today."

The young man with red hair looked at Ye Zichuan for a long time, then he restrained his flame and sat down in front of a seat.

The white haired man looked at Ye Zichuan with a sunny smile on his handsome face: "I've seen the strength of Mr. Ye today. It's worthy of reputation."

"Each other, the tenth department and Yanhuang Guardian are also crouching tigers, hidden dragons."

There are eight people sitting here, four in grade nine and four in grade ten!

That is to say, there are four strong gods here.

And among the four strong spirits, there is the white haired man.

Ye Zichuan even felt that he had gone beyond the divine realm. Maybe he was a monster like the old Taoist priest of Qingcheng Mountain.

"It seems that Mr. Ye knows a lot about us." The white haired man had some accidents.

He has read the information of Ye Zichuan in detail. From his birth to now, he has seen all kinds of things.

Therefore, he knows that ye Zichuan has the ability to obtain intelligence, which is stronger than the whole tenth department.

So ye Zichuan knows Yanhuang's guardian, he is not surprised.

"I don't know much about it. At least I don't know how many members you have." Ye Zichuan said.

"I don't know what Mr. Ye thinks of us. What's Yan Huang's evaluation in your eyes?" The white haired man asked strangely.