Chapter 882：

"The spiritual senior guard has been a ferocious man for the past year, his hands are hot, but obviously he hasn't heard from him over the years," he said, adding, "In the In the past year, there really was no such thing as a man."

Unexpectedly, his son has grown up, not only has the momentum of this year, but also won a few points, the senior guard of Lingling also rushed to the top of the kingdom in the previous year, and the respect for the king rushed to the second place. , and now his son has unexpectedly rushed the peak of his talent to the top 24 and is even capable of winning the top 10.

Controversy about Ye Chun circulated among the branches of the ancient gods. The heads of the clans of the gods, with red eyes, are cast from time to time in the days when the spirits are at war with the gods. If jealous eyes can kill people, I'm afraid the days of mental warfare don't know how many times they've died.

Like the descendants of the Son of God.

Such descendants are expected and unhurried in any branch, but such characters appear in the spiritual and divine generations, Mr. Ye Chun is even more capable than Mr. Ling Zhi, this generation is stronger than other generations, this generation People are stronger than another generation, this generation is stronger than another generation, this generation is stronger than another generation. So jealous.

When Ye Chun walked off the stage, all the eyes of souls and gods were on him, he stared at him, blushing, and even his breathing became short.

"Eight brothers! You devil"

Ling Xuanbiao rushed up first and punched Ye Chun on the chest. He was so excited that he temporarily confiscated his strength.

Oh. Ye Chun covered his chest in pain.

"Eight brothers. Buddy, how are you? Four is just a joke."

"Fourth, you son of a bitch, who told you to do whatever you want?" Ling Xuanhao and the others were full of anger, and those eyes stared at Ling Xuanbiao with dexterity.

"." Ye Chun looked up, let go, and laughed.

The crowd was taken aback.

"Okay, brother, you pretended to be injured and almost killed me." Ling Xuanbiao's heart loosened, he laughed and cursed, but he didn't dare to do anything. If he made a mistake, Jeremy Ye would be injured, and everyone present would have to pull out his skin.

"Buddy, you are amazing" Ling Xuanhao gave up halfway and shut up.

"What a pervert!" Ye Chunxuanhu added.

The crowd nodded.

In fact, the National Congress of Nationalities has entered its 24th session. Initially, Spirit and God's Purpose were only ranked in the top 50. Now that that goal has not only been achieved, but is much further than expected, that's not the most heartbreaking part. The most heartbreaking thing is that Ye Chun defeated the Son of God.

Son of God!

Spirit and God in the hearts of all children, but a sublime presence, such a character is out of reach, let alone defeat, even in battle, there is no chance.

All the siblings were very excited, they all gathered around Jeremy Ye and chatted happily.

Now!

On the day of the war, the three elders came, and he was still very calm, but the tiger's eyes were full of unconcealed excitement, and the three elders were flushed and full of air. Because they were dragged away by the elders of the Protestant sect of the past and kept hearing all kinds of compliments.

What makes the three elders even happier is that the high eyes in the past, the power of the Protoss branch, etc., also came to congratulate them, which made their faces rise a lot, and even the footsteps of the wind.

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