The prophet Tarkin.

One of the five heavenly emperors, the third branch of the prophet family, is a good friend of the old ancestor of Childe Zhifan.

"Young generation, do you recognize me?"

The prophet Taijin slowly turned around, grabbed the golden wooden staff with his withered hand like a dry weed, grinned and showed his golden teeth.

"Yes, of course I do!"

Childe Zhifan immediately knelt down to the prophet Taijin and looked excited. "Unexpectedly, you, who are famous in the starry sky, will come to this desolate place."

"The prophet Lujiang died and was killed in an instant. I deduced that he was killed by a strong man at the level of emperor of heaven. Therefore, I came here in person. I didn't expect to meet you."

The prophet Tarkin said slowly.

"What! The prophet Lujiang fell? " The paper fan childe stared, "no wonder after I summoned him, there was no reply. I thought he hadn't come yet. It turned out... He fell!"

"If he doesn't get in the way, he won't die in vain."

The prophet Taijin patted the paper fan on the shoulder and looked in a certain direction, "are those two little guys your subordinates?"

"Ah?" The paper fan childe was stunned.

"Come out!"

Just listen to the prophet Taijin yelling in the direction he sees. In the void, there are two stuffy hums.

Then.

Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an were forced to show their figure.

They looked pale and were obviously injured by the earthquake.

"It's you!" When the paper fan childe saw them, he was frightened and stared, "you... When did you follow?"

As a person who takes the ethereal sect as the primary research goal, he certainly knows Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an.

However, he did not understand why the two men appeared here and remained invisible. It seemed that they had already come to the scene and witnessed what had happened before.

"It's over!"

"Maybe these two boys know about my creation of Tianji Pavilion, in case it reaches Ye Feng's ears..."

"Hiss!"

Thinking of this, the paper fan took a breath.

"It seems that they are not your subordinates, but followers." Taijin prophet smiled. Business was cold.

Li Qiankun was silent.

Wang Ping'an smiled twice, arched his hands to the prophet Taijin and said, "elder, you must be wearing a cloak to cover up your peerless appearance and excellent physique... HMM!"

He wanted to poison milk.

However, as soon as he spoke, Wang Ping'an found his mouth swollen, like two sausages. He hesitated and was obviously cursed and eaten back.

"Elder martial brother Wang, the other party's accomplishments are too high. At least it's the ancestor who broke the virtual realm. Your curse has been eaten back. Don't poison the milk."

Li Qiankun reminded in a deep voice.

Wang Ping'an was so frightened that he laughed and covered his mouth.

"Oh, curse? You are not vulgar. You are a curse. Unfortunately, your cultivation is not high enough and will not be effective for this seat. However, if you promote Shenyuan realm, you can have an impact on me. "

The prophet Taijin looked at Wang Ping'an and sneered.

"So powerful?" The paper fan childe stared and felt that Wang Ping'an's curse was too strong.

Can Shenyuan affect the emperor of heaven?

He wants this talent, too!

"You should know who these two are?"

Taijin prophet subdued Wang Ping'an and Li Qiankun with momentum and asked the paper fan childe.

"These two are the disciples of the ethereal sect, and Ye Feng, the leader of the ethereal sect, is a powerful terrorist who can kill the top emperor of heaven. I suspect that the prophet Lujiang was killed by him. "

The paper fan childe speculated.

The prophet Taijin looked at him and said, "are you sure?"

"I'm not sure, but I secretly checked. Prophet Lujiang probably came to China through the protoss mainland. Now, the protoss mainland is controlled by the ethereal sect, so..."

Speaking of this, the voice of paper fan stopped suddenly.

His meaning is clear.

The prophet Lujiang must have been killed by the terrible Ye Feng when he passed the protoss mainland.

"Then go to the ethereal sect to question. If it is really the people killed by the ethereal sect, not only the two people will die, but also all the creatures within hundreds of millions of miles will die!"

A cold voice came from the prophet Tarkin.

The next moment, he burst into a terrible momentum, rolled up the paper fan childe, Wang Ping'an and Li Qiankun, moved at a very fast speed and came to the sky of the ethereal sect.

Whoosh!

The prophet Taijin knocked gently with a golden wooden stick, and the meat ball under his seat expanded rapidly and turned into a ten thousand feet high.

The prestige of the top emperor level spread in an instant.

At this moment, the world shook!

Within a hundred thousand miles, all living creatures felt a terrible breath and fell, suppressing them to the ground and unable to move.

It's better than nimble ancestors, Jinling ancestors, concentrating ancestral trees, and the heads of the eighteen ancient families. They are all hard to move and look shocked.

"It's a meat mountain monster!"

"It seems that the prophet at the emperor level has come."

The leader of the eighteen ancient families said in a deep voice.

In the family of prophets, the strength of prophets is often reflected in deduction, not combat.

However, the meat mountain monsters they have can play a much higher combat power than their own realm, which is frightening.

As the emperor of heaven, the meat mountain monster of Taijin prophet is very terrible. It is the level of the top emperor of heaven and has strong vitality. It has swallowed up several top emperors of heaven and is famous in the starry sky.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately suppressed the whole audience.

Ethereal peak.

Ye Feng drank tea and was not affected at all.

One side of the fox Princess lay flat on the jade platform, and the proud curve was perfectly outlined.

She swallowed the inner alchemy of elder Jinlong and is changing.

Once successful, you can be promoted to the best Lingbao.

"The plan can't keep up with the change. I can't wait for the imperial concubine to kill all the parties today."

Ye Feng muttered.

Even though he had expected a strong enemy to attack, he didn't panic.

However, he didn't expect to come so fast that the fox Princess hasn't completely changed and hasn't been promoted to the best Lingbao.

"It seems that I have to be forced to operate again."

Ye Feng stretched out and slowly rose to the sky in the excited eyes of countless people.

"It's headmaster Ye!"

"He appears, we're safe!"

"Although the comer is the top emperor of heaven, we have leader Ye!"

The practitioners in Baifu city are excited.

The disciples of the ethereal sect also clenched their fists.

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Prestige can't be rewritten, but the same person can contribute a steady stream of faith.

Ye Feng stepped on the void and ascended to the sky.

Listening to the system prompt sound in his ear, he raised his mouth slightly and looked at the Taijin prophet guarded by the meat mountain monster at the top emperor level, as if he were looking at a big gift bag.

"This is the ethereal sect, Ye Feng!" The paper fan pointed to Ye Feng and said.

The prophet Taijin stared at Ye Feng. He could feel his cultivation breath several times thicker than the ordinary emperor of heaven, and a serious color was immediately hung on his eyebrows.

"Did you kill the prophet Lujiang?" The prophet Taijin asked in a deep voice.

"Are you talking about this man?" Ye Feng waved his hand and formed a figure with aura, which was the prophet of Lujiang.

The pupil of the prophet Taijin shrinks.

"Good! Sure enough, you killed it. In that case, the prophet will bury all the creatures within hundreds of millions of miles! "

Taijin prophet clenched the golden wooden staff and waved his hand to crush Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an to death.

At this moment, the two disciples felt frightened.

"Headmaster, help me!"

They screamed.

"Dare to fight my disciples. Our leader wants you to be buried with the whole family of prophets!"

Ye Feng looked cold and shot in an instant.

[author's words: I've finally finished writing. I made up for yesterday's 1 watch. Good night, ha!]