Chapter 662： May you serve as the new first elder

Who can stand this!

"It's been a long time since I tasted such delicious flesh and blood, it's not bad."

A hoarse, lazy, magnetic and neutral voice sounded in the corridor.

If this voice were put on the radio, it would definitely make a group of little girls yell at their ears to become pregnant.

But now, everyone just shuddered.

Actually... someone other than these people appeared?

And the meaning of these words is even more self-evident.

Jiang Yan even couldn't help her vomiting instinct.

"Old man tomb, I have been waiting for a long time."

But Tang Xuan relaxed instead.

If he can't guess who the owner of this voice is, he is really a fool.

In the entire tomb palace, who can do this, besides the elders of the tombs who seem to be omniscient and omnipotent, who else can?

Ye Yang's face rose with a hint of interest.

The old man in the tomb may be a bit misnomer.

His name is the old man, but he is actually a young man, right?

A slender figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Stepped barefoot, Lianbu moved lightly.

A face that was enough to overshadow most confidantes and disasters appeared in everyone's sight.

At that moment, Jiang Yan even felt that she had lost her breath and heartbeat.

In the whole world, only this perfect face is left.

Not only him, almost everyone is immersed in this perfect face.

Even Ye Yang was intoxicated for a moment.

But after all, he has a lot of illusion resistance, and he got rid of this state in an instant.

But what surprised him was that the old man in front of the tomb had obviously not released any illusions just now.

Isn't the beautiful face beyond the mundane world a kind of illusion?

"Old man tomb, here I am, I am here to get my freedom back."

Tang Xuan took a few deep breaths, trying hard to ignore Mu Xuanji's face, and said coldly.

But Mu Xuanji did not look at him.

Instead, he turned his attention to Ye Yang.

During this period, there was a momentary pause on Li Zheng's body, and the latter suddenly felt a kind of shock.

"After so many years, I didn't expect my clan to have successors."

Mu Xuanji suddenly chuckled.

His smile bloomed with endless charm, and the warriors who had just broken free were again sinking in, unable to extricate themselves.

Ye Yang sympathized with them.

It's just an artificial skin, even if you try your best to achieve the best and best perfection?

Isn't such a deliberate perfection also an imperfection?

Ye Yang didn't comment on Mu Xuanji's words.

This guy's position is unknown, as a last resort, Ye Yang will not speak easily.

"I decided to make you the new first elder of the Immortal Yin Puppet Sect."

Mu Xuanji tilted his head and looked at Ye Yang a few times, and said with a smile.

Tang Xuan was startled suddenly, his mouth was full of uncontrollable bitterness.

The old man tomb didn't even bother to look at him.

Does his betrayal seem to him, are all being calculated?

Or is it that you are not that important in the eyes of the old man at the tomb, even if it is rebellious, it is not worth seeing?

He raised a trace of jealousy and endless jealousy towards Ye Yang.

You know, the old man tomb has never promised himself anything before.

Now when I meet Ye Yanggang, he actually wants this person to serve as the new first elder of the Immortal Yin Puppet Sect.

This difference is really too big, right?

Tang Xuan asked himself, if the old man from the tomb made such a heavy promise to him, would he still betray him?