C838: Hongmen Banquet

"His ~ Who is that? Dare to fly over the Forbidden City!"

"It seems that I still went to the Golden Temple, I don't know if I live or die!"

"Offending Long Yan, provoking ~ Long Wei, this kid is dead."

For a moment, everyone saw the white robe youngsters heading upwards, and they were surprised.

What a special thing is to do things at the foot of the Son of Heaven!

Brush brush brush

Above the palace, blood streamers burst into the air, and the breath was extremely powerful.

With a flash of light, they were all armor men wearing blood "color" armor and holding a sword and spear.

Hundreds of people!

Jiashi divided into two rows, respectfully and respectfully welcomed Ye Fan to leave.

I rely!

懵 『force』.

Capitalized 懵 『force』!

What's wrong with this?

The people below the Forbidden City were already stunned. Shouldn't those Longwu Army break the juvenile corpse?

Why did he invite him in so respectfully?

Step into the palace, wherever you enter, the vast palace is hidden in the clouds.

A huge main hall, magnificent. Long Wei, contempt of the world.

From Ye Fan's feet to the square of that hall, Long Wujun guarded it, and beautiful palace ladies waited on their side.

The 33rd-floor ladder of the main hall has a large square on each floor.

Above the square, there were three thousand banquets, all of which are of the highest specification.

The state banquet of the palace is nothing but heaven and earth, and it is extremely precious.

Three thousand banquets, not to mention civil servants and military officials, but everyone who has the ability to board here has a very heavy existence.

auzw.com Now everyone is waiting for him on that ladder. The higher you go, the higher the level.

Of course, Saint Emperor Chen An and the superpowers of the three major forces are disdainful to wait on the spot.

Ye Fan walked step by step, seemingly very slowly, but flashed strangely in the lowest square.

Ran Tianlan walked lightly and always kept up with Ye Fan's speed.

For a time, the eyes of thousands of powerful men fell on the white robe boy at the same time.

Everyone was surprised!

Who is the one who can defeat the town gods in three ways?

How powerful can the Jin emperor of the Jin Dynasty be jealous?

How could it be a young man of eighteen or ninety? Even if he practiced in his mother's womb, it was absolutely impossible to cultivate to that level!

Above the sky, an auspicious red ray pierced the sky. Chen An, emerged from the void.

"Ye Daoyou, is this state dinner treatment good?" Chen Anlang said.

"Okay!" Ye Fan sang softly, sweeping his eyes toward the 33rd-floor ladder.

On each floor of the Ladder Plaza, there is a huge battlefield. On the battlefield, there are many strong men standing alone or in groups.

Want to eat this national banquet, you must defeat those super strong!

"Ye Daoyou, the emperor has something to give you!" Chen An shook her hand, and a white mang shot out.

Bai Mang seemed to contain thousands of powerful forces, blasted down and the air buzzed.

The flash of Baimang was a jade flute made of keel, every inch was engraved with mysterious inscriptions.

However, this thing is obviously not so easy to get.

Ye Fan reached out and grabbed, a green "color" claw flashed out, the vast force immediately rolled towards the jade flute.

Hum ~

As soon as the jade flute trembled, the melodious flute came out on its own. Rounds of vast sound waves directly crushed the claw shadow.

An extremely heavy pressure suddenly fell on Ye Fan's shoulder.

"Huh! Gifts and exchanges, deity also gave you something!"

Ye Fan threw it out with one hand, looked around at the vast divine power, and the purple Xiao Shenlei wrapped the Jiuqu Lingshen, like a shell blasted out.