Chapter 825

In Ye Hao's silence, a burst of charming laughter suddenly came from the crowd not far away, followed by a charming and charming, charming and charming beautiful shadow. The lotus step moved gently, swaying the waist like a water snake, and stepped on his treasure boat in an instant.

Qianying wears a black gauze skirt with red lips like fire. On her beautiful white face, there is a charming smile. A pair of beautiful eyes are like rippling water waves, which is Yu Yaoqing.

At the moment, Yu Yaoqing's beautiful eyes were filled with joy. Obviously, he didn't expect to meet a teenager here. He couldn't help smiling like a flower: "little brother, are you here to help me compete for the opportunity of the real phoenix nest?"

Ye Hao frowned. Not only did Yu shake his feelings, but even he didn't expect to meet each other here. He couldn't help feeling a headache.

There are still prohibitions left by Yu Yaoqing in his body. Ye Hao once asked the two supreme masters of the school palace to see these prohibitions, but there was nothing they could do.

"I'm not here for the opportunity of the real phoenix nest. I don't have time to help you."

Ye Hao opened his mouth coldly, while Zihua Shengzi on the side had already hid far away, looking at the charming and hot enchanting shadow with a worried face.

"Cluck, little brother, I'm afraid you can't do it this time. Don't forget our agreement."

Yu shook his affectionate smile and seemed determined to pull Ye Hao to help.

Because among the strong people competing for the real phoenix nest, several people are also in the list of the top saints. Even Yu Yaoqing is vaguely afraid, and the teenager even Mo yuan can kill. How can she not use such a powerful help.

Ye Hao frowned more tightly. Without the restriction in his body, he would be too lazy to talk to Yu Yaoqing, but all this obviously could not be assumed.

Finally, he could only sigh in his heart and said coldly, "I can help you, but I have to wait until I finish my own business."

"Cluck, that's good."

Seeing that the young man agreed to come down, Yu Yaoqing couldn't help laughing. A moving smile appeared on her beautiful face. After smiling and whispering in Ye Hao's ear, she swayed her waist and left the treasure boat under the hot eyes of the people.

"That damn boy, how could he get so close to Yu Yaoqing!"

"Fuck! That's my goddess, that Aboriginal boy. It's time to kill!"

"Madder, after entering the real phoenix nest, I'll crush the boy first. He's just an indigenous monk. He's also worthy of talking and laughing with goddess Yu?"

……

The scene of Yu Yaoqing whispering in Ye Hao's ear made Tianjiao Junjie around blush. Whether it's Taichu star practitioners or Xinghai demons, there's a strong sense of jealousy and madness in their eyes. Yu Yaoqing, such a beautiful and peerless creature, is definitely the goddess in the dreams of countless young practitioners.

But now, their goddess seems to have a deep relationship with an Aboriginal monk, which makes everyone feel strong resentment and jealousy. At this moment, Ye Hao's killing is even more intense.

"Madder! It's said that beauty is a disaster. It's true!"

For those around him, like sharp swords, they were full of cold and murderous eyes. At the bottom of Ye Hao's heart, he couldn't help scolding. Originally, people didn't kill him so strongly. It was because the emergence of Yu Yaoqing that some inexplicable people seemed to kill him for no reason.

Although Ye Hao is not afraid of this, he also feels extremely depressed. After all, he is subject to Yu Yaoqing and has no hidden relationship with him, but it is because of this that he pulls a wave of hatred for no reason.

Even Ye Hao found that even the strong men in the holy land of yaochi in the distance, including Luo Qi in the front, looked at him with a little doubt and seemed to have some distrust.

This makes Ye Hao complain endlessly, but he can't explain more. He can only reluctantly shake his head and glances coldly at Yu shuoqing, who is smiling at the play not far away.

Boom!

Just as the Tianjiao of all parties gnawed their teeth, an earth shaking roar suddenly came from the distant sky, followed by an ancient and luxurious treasure boat, like a meteor tearing the sky, and came to the scene at an unparalleled speed.

This treasure boat is extremely high-profile and magnificent. In particular, a big flag hunting in the wind at the top of the treasure boat is filled with an extremely amazing sense of war, which makes everyone look slightly changed.

"This is..."

"People from Wushen pavilion?!"

"It's Wushen Pavilion! Why are they here!"

……

On the big flag hunting in the wind, a word "Wu" was written in an ancient and vigorous font, so that everyone in the field immediately recognized the origin of the treasure boat. It was the Wushen Pavilion, which was born in a high profile recently and claimed to be the legacy of the Wushen.

"Is this the man of Wushen pavilion?"

Looking at the treasure boat hovering in the void, Ye Hao couldn't help narrowing his eyes. There was a dignified look in his eyes. Wushenge claimed that the legacy of wushenge was related to several ancient and modern wushens in ancient times. The most important thing is that the practitioners who came out of this Taoist tradition are all majoring in physique. Even the blood of saints in the outer star sea are not rivals. They are strong beyond imagination and are very difficult to provoke.

WOW!

On the sky, the treasure boat belonging to Wushen Pavilion hovered in the void. A slender young man like your childe walked on the deck and appeared in front of everyone.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, elegant and handsome, with an indifferent and gentle smile on his face. He was like a good childe in the world, and didn't give people a terrible sense of oppression.

However, at the moment of seeing this young man, Tianjiao's faces on all sides in the field were ugly. Even some foreign saint and son level demons looked more dignified than ever before. They were more frightened than when they saw Shen Xuan of Jixia school palace.

"Cao zhandong of Wushen Pavilion is really him!"

"Damn it! Cao zhandong must have come for the opportunity of the real phoenix nest."

"Alas, there is another difficult and terrible figure. Even if we enter the real phoenix nest this time, I'm afraid we won't get any chance."

……

Around, many Taoist Tianjiao sighed sadly. At the moment, there are not only many foreign Saint child level demons, but also several people from the legendary top Saint son. Now Cao zhandong of the Wushen Pavilion is coming again. In the face of such demons, some ordinary Tianjiao have no confidence to compete for opportunities at all.

After all, although Cao zhandong was born soon, he defeated several foreign saint and son level demons in a row, and all of them were suppressed by their physique, which can be said to be extremely powerful.

There are even rumors that Wushen Pavilion, a descendant born and walking, has the terrible strength to compete with the supreme son, even if the blood of ordinary saints can not be compared.

In the face of such demons and arrogance, even the blood of real saints are extremely afraid, not to mention others, they all sigh and become a little depressed.

"Eh? This... Is Shen Xuan of Jixia school palace?"