Be quiet!

Lou Shiwei was startled and covered his mouth with his hand.

"Brother, what are you doing so seriously, it's all a business. ”

Seeing that Lou Shiwei was not without measure, Ye Lingtian pursed his mouth and left the hotel with his backpack.

"Boss, will he report us?"

The bodyguard next to him had a nervous look in his eyes.

"How is it possible, I didn't tell him directly, let him play the Dragon Emperor, if he dares to report me, I will sue him for defamation. ”

Although Lou Shiwei's mouth was hard, his expression was a little nervous, and he fell into a melancholy color.

The Temuco Mountains, traversing South America, are the largest indigenous reservations in the Americas.

Ye Lingtian stepped into the mountain range alone, and occasionally encountered other backpackers.

With a slight perception, he could clearly sense that the gates of hell were raging with flames, and an evil aura was appearing.

The six realms of heaven and man are the masters of the desolate world.

The Emperor of Heaven is dead, but the Five Realms are still alive, and I don't know what will happen here.

Sou!

"What for?"

A bone arrow grazed Ye Ling Tian's ear.

There was another shouting voice next to him, and then behind him, a large group of people appeared.

At least twenty people, more than a dozen gunmen, still led by two women who look pampered at first glance.

The girl who took the lead glanced at Ye Lingtian, with a curious expression in her eyes.

The grass in front of them was peeled open, and some tall and strong aborigines with war knives and bows and arrows appeared.

Among the aborigines, there is also the standard Spanish language that appears.

"Mr. Yang, they are hunting, so we are strictly forbidden to move forward. ”

The girl, who was suspected to be a secretary, spoke to another woman with a cold look, asking for instructions.

"Tell them that I came here to discuss cooperation, as long as I hand over all the obsidian mines around the temple, money is not a problem. ”

"Please leave. ”

When Mr. Yang opened his mouth to speak, there were already gunmen coming towards Ye Lingtian.

"I finally came here, why did you let me go?"

Ye Lingtian was a little annoyed.

After that, that beautiful secretary had already arrived in front of Ye Lingtian.

"This is Yang Qingxue Yang from Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory, I am her secretary Chen Ning, and we have trade secrets. ”

Secretary Chen handed it over casually and took out two thousand dollars.

"Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory, if my guess is correct, you want obsidian to make a project for the Dragon Emperor. ”

Ye Lingtian frowned.

Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory, one of the largest pharmaceutical factories in China, Chen useless science and technology medicine, can get orders abroad, and of course the same is true in China.

"I know a lot, but why do you know so much? If you don't leave, we're welcome. ”

Secretary Chen is still driven.

Disheveled!

A slightly crackling sound came out, Chen Ning touched his cheek, a finger was bloody, and it was blood flying out.

Whoosh!

In an instant, countless arrows were rampant.

The volley swept through the air, piercing all the rocks in front of him.

The green smoke rose, and the bone arrow was inserted into the rock, and once it reached the end, it entered more than a foot.

There is an enemy attack!

Spanish out.

In all directions, shouts and killings abounded.

Ye Lingtian frowned, and he had already reached the top of a big tree.

Spread over the mountains, at least a fierce battle of thousands of people.

The Indians who hunted, one or two hundred.

But there were at least 2,000 of the original people who came over.

It was a battle to the death between the tribes.

Countless bone arrows flew towards Ye Lingtian.

At the top of the tree, his goal was quite obvious.

Rumble!

The stars are falling, and the creatures who are not the targets of the stars feel nothing.

It's like no one can see a bullet on the battlefield.

Ye Lingtian erupted at will, more than two thousand Indians, and in an instant, there were only fifteen hundred left.

He frowned slightly, felt something, and volleyed into the air, an Indian, as strong as an ox, no different from a cannonball.

This is the primordial power of cultivation, and its people have reached the pinnacle of physical cultivation.

Deep in the mountains, in the direction of the Gate of Hell, there is a fierce aura that locks the present.

"It seems to have been noticed. ”

Ye Lingtian frowned, the Indian, who was as strong as an ox, swept through the space of dozens of meters and reached the top of the big tree.

The fist explodes, easily shattering its heart.

The big man fell towards the foot of the big tree, and Ye Lingtian also fell at the same time.

In all directions, the aborigines, who were surging like a tide, retreated one after another.

The aborigines who were surrounded in the center were shouting and shouting.

But it is said that the boar is dead, and that the man is the leader of the hostile aborigines.

As soon as the leader died, the remnant fled.

"You're good. ”

Ye Lingtian was watching, that Yang Qingxue was still covered with icebergs, and his expression was gloomy in front of him.

"We, Mr. Yang, plan to ask you to be her bodyguard, and give you five million in three days. ”

Its secretary also added.

"There is no doubt about it, in addition to taking the obsidian mining rights, I will also go to the gates of hell, about five million. ”

Seeing that Ye Lingtian was silent, Yang Qingxue was still cold.

"What are you doing at the gates of hell?"

Ye Lingtian was a little suspicious.

"There is a family here in South America that wants to hold a sacrificial ceremony, which is related to the cultivation of the aborigines, and our pharmaceutical company is now going to work for the Dragon Emperor, so I am afraid that there is no problem in contacting all aspects. ”

Yang Qingxue deliberately explained, as if expressing sincerity.

"I advise against going, it's too dangerous. ”

"Boy, could it be that you want to go yourself?"

A dark shadow fell from the sky.

"Dean Luo!"

Yang Qingxue quickly moved towards the shadow.

The person who came was slightly fat, in his fifties, wearing a Mao suit, and he couldn't see anything special.

"In Shiro Datsu, the dean of the Physical Education Branch of Mizuki University. ”

After the fat man greeted Yang Qingxue, he proudly introduced himself.

The aura is revived, the earth is expanding, and all kinds of practices are rising.

In China, the most famous key universities have opened spiritual courses.

Spirituality, Dharma cultivation, Dan Dao, and physical cultivation.

There are too many such academies, and this Luo Datong should be quite famous, but no matter how big it is, it is not within the scope that Ye Lingtian should understand.

"Boy, you're pretending, don't tell me you don't know Dean Luo?"

Secretary Chen next to him mocked Ye Ling Tiandao.

"Don't talk nonsense, young man, don't say that I Luo Datong doesn't give face, I saw you kill the natives just now, the physical cultivation is still good, you can give me a hand, it's up to you to go or not." ”

Luo Datong was still mocking in his eyes, and after he spoke, he did not hesitate, and then moved forward, and then Yang Qingxue's team hurriedly followed.

Ye Lingtian frowned, there was no choice but to follow.

Yang Qingxue's team didn't say anything, but the dozens and hundreds of aborigines who were rescued had a good attitude towards him and wanted to invite him to the tribe as a guest.

Ye Lingtian naturally didn't have any interest.

The smoke and dust rose in front of him, and at the edge of the smoke, countless giant trees were lush and green.

Further ahead, there is a huge temple, which is the Temple of the Inca Sun and the Moon.