"What? A generation of demons? Isn't that the ancestors of his old man?"
"The ancestors are still alive! The ancestors are still alive, this is incredible, it is a miracle!"
"There is no ignorance of this matter. The voice of the ancestors came from the inner city of the emperor. Who dares to play such a joke there? My devil's group is destined to be big, even the ancestors are still alive, now What is it for repairing..."
"At least the main territory! My family really wants to make a big leap, but who is the little friend referring to? Is the fox less master? What is the origin of this person? It can make my generation's generation of emperors call it small. Friends, this is simply..."
"Hey, whisper, can you doubt the words of a generation of ancestors? In the future, the sorcerer is the true friend of my demon community!"
"Yes, even a generation of ancestors are so attached to it. The origin of the fox-free master is absolutely impossible!"
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When these exclamations sounded, Ye Xuan had entered the royal palace of the inner city of the emperor with Mo Taiye and Mo Qigong.
In the hall, all the tops of the demons, including the Emperor Mo Qiaotian, are all there, but they all sit next to each other, accompanying them to the left and right, sitting on the top, it is an age look and the devil The middle-aged devil man who asked about the same day was a majestic face, but he was not lost.
Look at the nervous attitude of all the devils and royals who are on both sides. This person should be the devil of the devil's group. The founder of the whole devil dynasty, the main level exists, Mo Haotian!
Seeing Ye Xuan enters the Great Hall of the Devils, Mo Zhentian is even more relaxed when he smiles and stands up.
It can be seen that the little friend of the genius is not a superficial ritual. As a lord of the world, the ancestors of the devil's group can get up and meet when Ye Xuan arrives. This is indeed the existence of him as a peer. .
The more people do, the more the leaves of Ye Xuan’s original temper, the more they will converge. He has always been a man, and I respect one!
If this is the arrogance of the arrogant, the spectrum of the elders, Ye Xuan may not take care of it, but at this moment see the other side, he turned a look, hands clasped, and wanted to swear.
This is the ancestor of the Devil's Royal Family, the old predecessor of the Devil's dynasty, and the martial arts of the fists, it is also appropriate!
"The devil's predecessor, the little son Ye Xuan..."
Without waiting for Ye Xuan to bend over, the words in his mouth were just halfway up. His sight was already a sudden flower. The newly-emerged Mo Huangtian had already arrived, and Ye Xuan did not notice the slightest fluctuation in space. The lord of the landlord is really extraordinary.
"Little friends, you can hold a fist, this is a gift, I can't afford the old man!"
After a moment of closeness, the face of the demon emperor was still laughing, the voice was mild, but his eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at Ye Xuan’s left chest.
At this moment, Ye Xuan clearly saw that his double pupils shrank, and there was a touch of extreme jealousy and shocking colors flashing through, even giving people a sense of panic.
Also because of the corpse lamp tattoo?
Ye Xuan’s thoughts flashed through this thought, and he no longer insisted on it. With the level of headless baby corpse, in the world, no one can stand up to Ye Xuan’s owe.
Even if it was just a long time ago, it was just a big tribute in the source of the evil, even the two masters and the strangers joined hands, and they all supported the natural eye of the trick. The same is true... It is not injured in the headless baby. I haven't recovered yet!
In this regard, Ye Xuan really understands, but the other top of the royal family in the royal palace is not the case, including the magic emperor Mo Wentian and even Mo Taiye and others.
At this moment, I heard a generation of demons, Mo Zhentian, actually said such words, saying that they can hold their fists, and they can’t afford it. All the people were shocked on the spot.
When the line of sight swept to Ye Xuan again, the middle of the line was full of gloom, and it was incredible!
Including Mo’s grandfather, Ye Xuan’s confession has been added. In addition to Ye Xuan’s own enchanting ability, there is another factor, which is his relationship with the crazy mosquito king and the wretched mosquito.
These two old monsters are not ordinary existence, but Ye Xuan and them both go very close, but even so, it will not let a generation of Mo Huang Mo Haotian say such words!
In an instant, Ye Xuan suddenly became more mysterious in the eyes of the top of the demon royal family...
"The situation in the first universe has suddenly changed, the Tianji people have suddenly disappeared, and the family has moved. This is a worrying thing..."
Ye Xuan just sat down, and a generation of demon emperors had already turned around and talked about the business: "The old man had never asked the world, retreating in a secluded void, hitting the environment, but now the situation is special, this time It was also alarmed."
"The space rat's crusade is imperative, not just the space mouse, but also the **** ants, and other first cosmic slaves."
"It's not that my devil's ambition is too big, but the first universe. They must be unified before the return of the heavenly family. Otherwise, once the celestial family returns, each breaks down, and eventually all the ethnic groups will still be enslaved... never be small. Look at the heavenly family!"
"This time, for the whereabouts of the Tianji people, my family also has the existence of the great powers above the Qiankun area to promote the great powers, but in the end there is no clue. The special nature of the electronic life of the Tianji people makes them fall into the five elements and jump out of the world. In addition, many magical techniques, especially in terms of derivation, are ineffective for them!"
"The devil's group also has the supreme power above the Qiankun environment?"
Ye Xuanyi, as far as he knows, the generation of the devil, Mo Zhentian, is nothing more than the cultivation of the realm of the border.
"Nature!"
A generation of emperors smiled lightly and seemed reluctant to talk too much about this matter: "I am a generation of demons, but not the ancestor of the devil's group. For the devil dynasty, I am a pioneer, but for the whole For the **** people of the devil, I am only a younger generation!"
"Right, the two predecessors, the crazy king and the wretched mosquitoes, the seniors should know each other? What are they repaired?"
The words of a generation of magical emperor Mo Zhentian, let Ye Xuan realize that a strong ethnic group with a long history is not simple. As far as the devils are concerned, a generation of demon emperors can’t be the source, and it’s going to be traced back. A big bunch.
He did not entangle too much in this matter, and at the same time suddenly thought of the crazy mosquitoes and mosquitoes, even when asked.
This opportunity is rare, missed, and I will not be able to meet a generation of demons in the future.
Mo Zhentian stunned, and then slightly indulged, and some of them were perfunctory: "This... their cultivation is slightly stronger than the old man!"
Ye Xuan is not reconciled, once again asked: "So dare to ask, the repair of the Emperor is... what is the realm!"
"This is..."
The laughter on the face of a generation of demons disappeared, and frown again, and some of them whispered: "The emperor has not broken through the hustle and bustle, and it is considered to be the perfection of the ninth order of the landlord. Well, it can be said that it is a half step!"
"Cheat paper! Deceived paper! All are cheating paper..."
Ye Xuan was so excited that she took the case...