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Ye Ling clenched his fists, and purple lightning flashed between his eyes opening and closing.

Old man... Zhang Yan looked at Ye Ling, there was a trace of fear in his heart, and he shook his head slightly, how could it be? It seems that the people who can trap dozens of people in the Wuji Gate are not just as simple as they seem on the surface!

The rest of the dozen or so people who came with the old man Zhang Yan to "invite" Ye Ling to the Brahma Gate, standing behind the old man, looking at Ye Ling, the idea of not being able to resist floated in his heart, Ye Ling's current appearance is too majestic, his delicate face is expressionless, standing on the high platform and looking at everyone, dressed in white clothes without wind and automatic, plus being in the Coiling Dragon Lock Heaven Array, there will be a trace of coercion inadvertently, which makes the people of Brahma Gate feel afraid.

"Several, what if I don't go?" Ye Ling said coldly, his eyes cold.

"That... I'm afraid that the old decay can only use strong means to take you back to the Brahma Gate. ”

"Hmm. Ye Ling snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Are you trying to take me back by forceful means?"

"Hmm-" The old man snorted, trying to catch Ye Ling, but found that his body couldn't move, and looked at Ye Ling in disbelief, "What did you do?"

Ye Ling waved his hand and said, "I didn't do anything!"

"You... ”

"Didn't you want to use coercion to ask me back?" Ye Ling smiled, "Come on!"

"You are the one who trapped the Wuji Gate with this method, right?" the old man said calmly, "You said that you are only the one who trapped the Wuji Gate, which means that you have no ability to kill us, right?

Ye Ling hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a disdainful smile, "Yes, I said that I trapped the people of Wujimen.

But I didn't say that they were alive!"

"What?" the old man's eyes widened, and one of his fellow disciples suddenly fell to the ground weakly, turning into dust.

"Now, do you still think we're capable?"

"How is that possible?" the old man yelled, "You are just a weak person in the Yuan Infant Realm, how can you use such power?"

"Hehehehehe. Ye Ling sneered, and only after a long time did he continue, "How many people died on conceit, don't you know how long you have lived?"

"How do you know I'm going to pay for killing you?"

"Why do you think I can't kill you?"

As he spoke, Yeling raised his hand, "Farewell!"

"Blah blah. The old man shouted, "You can't kill me." ”

Ye Ling tilted his head and said, "Why do you all have to scream before you die, wait, wait, wait, can't you die quietly?"

"Goodbye! No, goodbye!"

"No... No... The old man still wanted to struggle, but his body was imprisoned and he couldn't even move his head.

"No !!"

Ye Ling sat on the high platform where the Hundred Tribulation Heavenly Venerable sat cross-legged, and after thinking about his current situation for a while, he sat up cross-legged.

Emperor!

The Book of the Night Clan!

This book not only records the exercises of the night family.

It also records the events that have occurred in the 100,000 years of the Yejia.

Because Yejia has always been far away from people, he is not very familiar with some things on the mainland. But once it is related to the night family, it will be recorded in this book.

For example, about the Hundred Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, Ye Ling found it from the Imperial Canon, because the Hundred Tribulation Heavenly Venerable had been guarding the border pass.

However, this book was not written by the Night Emperor, but by the second generation of the Ye family, so this book does not record what the Night Emperor experienced back then.

The Imperial Book used to be Ye Ling's most frequently read book, and when Ye Ling had not yet lost his memory, Ye Ling would read some every day, until... After he was calculated by his sister and lost his memory, Ye Ling never saw this classic again, and when he was in the Fire City, an unknown man in purple gave the imperial book to Ye Ling.

The man in purple!!

Ye Ling thought for a while, and suddenly shouted angrily, "Wouldn't it be okay to tell me earlier? What else do you say I don't remember you now! What did I say earlier, how much trouble would have saved me!" Then, his eyes were a little moist, and he was silent for a long time.

For three years, I haven't turned over this book for three years, although it has been abandoned for three years, but the three years of amnesia may be the most stable three years in Ye Ling's life.

"Sister... Thank you... ”

Ye Ling now wants to improve his strength quickly, although he has been comfortable for three years, but he has also been abandoned for three years, and after recovering his memory, his body collapsed because of his desire for power, and then Ye Ling wants to consolidate his foundation.

The nine-story platform starts from the soil!

His cultivation in recent months has improved too quickly, although in the Night Emperor's place, the Night Emperor warned Ye Ling to lay a solid foundation, so as not to lack stamina, but at that time, Ye Ling only thought about improving his strength and did not consider the problem of foundation at all, knowing now.

The physical body collapsed, and the Hundred Tribulation Heavenly Venerable repaired his physical body and sealed his excess power, and now Ye Ling really paid attention to its foundation.

Therefore, Ye Ling wants to watch the imperial ceremony.

I want to find a way to temper myself and lay a solid foundation.

My recent realm has been too fast, so I still have to consolidate my cultivation!

"What is the method, the ancestors have never been so desperate to ascend to cultivation as I am!" Ye Ling said helplessly, but he didn't expect that he didn't pay attention to the most important foundation at all.

"Isn't there any record on the Emperor's Dictionary!" Ye Ling said dejectedly, scolding himself for forgetting the basics.

If not, you can only think for yourself.

Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes, the purple thunder and lightning between his eyes were constantly surging, and the runes on his body also appeared, and a mark faintly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which dissipated after a while, as if it had never appeared, and there was a rune looming in the depths of Ye Ling's eyes, although it was not obvious, but a little outline could already be seen.

How about quenching the body with thunder?

Yeling muttered.

Since his debut, he has been struck by lightning a lot, and he has also been struck by lightning for a few days when he learned thunder law from the Night Emperor.

Ye Ling and Thunder really have a bad relationship!

Ye Ling touched his chin and muttered, "Thunder, thunder, thunder... Thunder!"

Opening his hand, a spear appeared in Ye Ling's hand, the spear was glowing with purple light, and a killing aura quietly spread.

Ye Ling scratched his head, Yi Lei Ning Bing himself had done it now, but...

A purple rat appeared in Ye Ling's hand, and the purple thunder rat sniffed around Ye Ling's hand, Ye Ling frowned, the creature he condensed still couldn't attack, although he could detonate this creature condensed with thunder, but they still didn't have their own consciousness, and they didn't...

Ye Ling raised his hand suddenly, and the thunder burst out, condensing into a fierce tiger in front of Ye Ling.

Momentum!!!

Ye Ling frowned, the creatures he condensed had no momentum, it was okay to condense some small animals, once he condensed these creatures with momentum and coercion, they didn't look like creatures at all, but like a painting, a very real painting!

No, no, no, Ye Ling shook his head, some famous painters painted paintings have real momentum, and they are real and real.

This kind of realm is what Ye Ling wants to pursue now.

Ye Ling's talent is something that even the Night Emperor recognizes, and when Ye Ling knows what his shortcomings are, Ye Ling will make the most correct choice.

Just like now!

Ye Ling thought of a path of her own!

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