More than a dozen prefecture level strongmen arrived together and released their own breath without reservation, which turned into the force of heaven pouring out, making the whole divine court turbulent.
Everyone was pale and frightened.
This is the end of the day.
More than a dozen prefecture level, who can stop such a lineup when the sky level doesn't move?
It took so long for the whole divine court to give birth to two prefectural levels. Others are not rivals at all.
Is shenting really finished?
Although God was born not long ago and showed his strength in a high profile, I'm afraid that he can't stand alone in the face of more than a dozen strong men of the same level.
Ling Wei's hair is flying, and the sword in her hand is trembling. She has today's sword spirit.
Tiangang old man stood in front of everyone, a pair of eyes shot hundreds of miles of light, tearing the void.
He is too strong, although full of silver hair, but blood is powerful incredible, far better than others.
This is a strong man who stands at the top of the prefecture level, and even has reached his limit, and wants to seek the opportunity of the heaven level.
So now he has no reason to let go of such rumors.
"Ye Zhetian, don't you dare to come out?"
Tiangang old man again issued a big drink, like God in anger, sound roaring, such as Huangzhong Dalu in the ring.
At this time, ye Zhetian was immersed in the secret room, refining himself with the help of the abnormal blood inside, and at the same time, he was also understanding the secrets of the real bone, turning a deaf ear to everything outside.
Although Ling Wei looks solemn, she doesn't worry much.
Because in the temple, ye Zichuan sat there.
He is the sea god needle of the whole God court. No matter how strong creatures come, they can protect the God court.
Tiangang old man sent out a sneer: "I thought ye Zhetian, who created such a great reputation, was so strong that he would only hide and be a turtle!"
"It's said that you still have a master. Is your master a turtle? No wonder you will become masters and apprentices. It's not that one family doesn't enter one family. "
This sentence a, other prefectural level living creature all followed to laugh.
The wild laughter is so harsh at the moment that Ling Wei's Willow eyebrows stand up, and her hands shaking gently.
It's so humiliating to you!
In her heart, ye Zichuan's status is even above God. How can such a god like existence be so blasphemed?
She was carrying a long sword and was about to fly out.
But ye Zichuan's voice is faint: "as they say, just a few clowns, there is no need to pay attention."
"But..."
Ye Zichuan is high above, just like a god overlooking mole ants. The clamor of a few fleas will not cause his mood fluctuation.
But Ling Wei can't tolerate such things.
In her mind, the name of the constellation Draconis cannot be profaned.
And now outside, the clamor has become unbridled.
Ye Zichuan looks at this scene calmly.
It's an unwritten iron law. Heaven level can't deal with creatures below heaven level.
But there are always exceptions. If the creatures below the level of heaven desecrate the level of heaven, the level of heaven can do it.
In this case, no one will say anything.
But ye Zichuan didn't plan to kill people outside. He just wanted to attract Cang Yan.
More than a dozen prefecture level creatures are very surprised. They have already said such ugly words. Anyone with a little blood will certainly stand up and can't stand the stimulation.
However, there was no change in the court.
"Ha ha ha, is this the divine court? It's really an eye opener for me."
"As you can see, your God shrinks in this way. He doesn't dare to fart."
"Isn't he strong enough to come out?"
"This kind of tortoise wants to establish an immortal inheritance. It's really funny."
The harsh laughter reverberated in the sky, and all the disciples of shenting were pale.
They have a nameless anger. Yes, not long ago when the God went out of the pass, did he not show his strength? Why do they dare not say a word in the face of the enemy's provocation now?
What is God doing?
"Since you don't come out, I'll make you come out!"
Tiangang old man's eyes become dense down, he raised a big hand, in the palm of the hand there is a terrible Tiangang power in the surge.
"Out!"
Boom!
He suddenly took out his hand and clapped it with his big hand. The endless force of force surged out. It was domineering and violent. It turned into a torrent and rushed to the inner part of the divine court.
"Block it!"
"Open the defensive array!"
Inside the divine court, the powerful array revives, and countless divine lines interweave between heaven and earth.
But everything is useless, the shield is like paper paste, in the face of this strong force, instantly destroyed.
Just like the end of the day, the wind that tore everything up swept away, tearing the void to pieces, sweeping away to a holy mountain.
"It's over!"
All the disciples on the holy mountain were pale. In the face of such a blow, they could not exert any strength.
In desperation and helplessness at the same time, their hearts also with anger and resentment of God.
But at this time, a streamer suddenly flew out from the deepest part of the divine court.
It was a slender and straight figure. Standing in the void, he stood in front of the holy mountain, watching the surging force, rolling his sleeves, and the heaven and earth were calm.
Then, one of his hands was wiped in the void, and the broken space was restored, as if nothing had happened.
"Who?"
The old man of Tiangang suddenly changed color, and other local creatures became solemn, staring at the figure in the void.
A very young man, looks only about 20 years old, black hair shawl, heroic, without any strong breath, but it gives people an indescribable pressure.
This is not God!
So the answer is coming.
"Are you the master of Ye Zhetian?" Tiangang old man stares at Ye Zichuan with sharp eyes, like a flame burning.
He felt it carefully, there was no breath of heaven level, so the other side should also be prefecture level.
This made him a little relieved. He was afraid that the mysterious master was very powerful. Even if he was only quasi heaven level, he could not deal with it.
Since he is still at the prefecture level, he still has some confidence.
What's more, there are others on their side.
"The leaves cover the sky? Why, he didn't dare to come out and let you, the old man, come out to die? " Tiangang old man sneers.
Although Ye Zichuan looks young, since he is the master of Ye Zhetian, he must be very old.
Ye Zichuan looked at him calmly, at everyone.
"I have only one move."