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The corners of Ye Ling's mouth twitched, and he glanced at He Luo, the inheritor of the true name of the Garuda clan, "Let's go!"

After speaking, Ye Ling jumped into the martial arts arena with a slight leap.

"Cut!" He Luo smacked hard, "He actually let him take the lead." ”

Then, He Luo jumped and stood opposite Yeling.

Emperor Tian, the successor of the Celestial Human Race, glanced at the smiling Shura, and then thoughtfully glanced at the two confronting people in the field, shook his head, looked at Shura, and asked, "Are you so confident in that kid?"

Shura glanced at Emperor Tian lightly, "Even if you go to fight against Ye Ling, I won't be surprised if you lose!"

"Oh. Di Tian tilted his head and looked at Ye Ling incomprehensibly.

Frowning slightly, this Ye Ling looks like he only has the king realm, and he is a person who has just entered the king realm. O Horo, O Garuda who can be a king to the realm of great success!

"Huh!?" Ye Qingming suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction of Zen Buddhism.

"Night Benese, what's wrong with you?" Xuan Ming looked at Ye Qingming and also moved his gaze over there.

"There's a fight!" Ye Qingming stood up, "The fluctuation is not very big, it should be made by a few little guys." Ours is also finished, and now, Xuanming Sect Master, I invite you to watch a battle of juniors!"

"Amitabha, the old man is happy to accompany you!" Xuan Ming also stood up and stood beside Ye Qingming, "Night donor, let's go over!"

"Oh, good!"

Purple clouds in the sky!

Standing in this purple world, Horo's heart shook twice.

My own feelings are gone!

This suffocating pain made Horo feel fear from the inside.

The person in front of him, this person who claims to have just reached the realm of kings, Ye Ling, what has he done?

He Luo looked at Ye Ling in fear, as if he was looking at a demon who had come out of the abyss!

"What's going on?" Moro froze in place, staring blankly at the purple space on the arena.

"Purple space, I don't know. Di Tian stood dumbfounded, "I don't know what happened?"

"Shura, you've seen Yeling before, do you know what kind of move this is?" asked Lipid with a salute to Shura.

"I don't know, Ye Ling has never used this method!" Shura was also stunned.

"Haha, Ye Ling, this kid has a set, he deserves to be my son!" Ye Qingming laughed when he saw the situation on the martial arts field.

"Lord Night, the old man didn't understand, what kind of move is this in Ye Ling?" Xuan Ming was stunned when he saw the purple intent in the sky on the martial arts arena, and was awakened by Ye Qingming's laughter, and asked out loud.

"Concrete!" Ye Qingming said in a low voice, and then his voice grew louder and louder, "He projected his sea of suffering to the outside world!"

"Projection?" Xuan Ming looked at Ye Ling, "Ye Ling can do this now!"

"It's still far away!" Ye Qingming's eyes narrowed, but his voice was full of show off and pride, "With his cultivation in the Spirit Realm, this is still not enough!"

"Wait. Xuan Ming shouted, and asked with some surprise, "Ye Ling has the cultivation of transforming the spirit realm?"

"Is there anything surprising?Ye Ling, he is the emperor of this generation set by our clan, he is my son!" Ye Qingming seemed to take it for granted.

"No, when I first came to Zen Buddhism, I obviously hadn't reached the king realm, how could it be!" Xuan Ming's eyes widened.

"I said, Xuan Ming, do you really know our clan?" Ye Qingming looked at Xuan Ming solemnly, with a pride in his eyes.

"The old man really doesn't know, the old man's knowledge of your clan is all seen in the ancient books, and the rest of the old men don't know!" Xuan Ming shook his head gently.

Ye Qingming looked at Xuan Ming lightly, "There is no standard for the cultivation of our clan, we don't want the people of your three sects to have a clear hierarchy, we can only determine our combat power according to our own physical body and the mana that can be used in the bitter sea!"

"And Ye Ling. Ye Qingming leaned his body on the window edge of this room, and looked sideways at Ye Ling, "Ye Ling's true combat power has reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, and he has stepped into that watershed!"

"But he also practiced the Divine Venerable's Divine Destruction and Zen Nirvana Sutra!" Xuan Ming said in a low voice.

"I know that these two exercises are beyond my expectations, but it would be good if they could help him hide himself, so I didn't force him to help him abolish those two sets of exercises!" Ye Qingming said domineeringly.

Xuan Ming moved his gaze to Ye Ling's body, "I said that I would be free-range, but you still don't feel at ease!"

"That's my son, how can I let him die outside, to be honest, if he dies, I will let all the creatures on that side of the land bury him for him, and even if I don't protect the human race, the fate of the human race is nothing compared to my son's life!"

Ye Qingming's eyes flashed a fierce color, and the arrogance in his eyes was unobstructed!

Xuan Ming froze in place, not knowing what to say.

In fact, regarding Ye Ling's strength, Ye Qingming didn't want to tell Xuan Ming that there was no rule on the strength of the Ye clan, but there was a limit.

The size of the bitter sea, that is, the mana value it can bear, is the standard by which the Night Clan measures its combat power!

Now Yeling's sea of bitterness has nearly 100,000 miles!

Ye Qingming's eyes looked at Ye Ling gently, and the domineering spirit that he was going to be the enemy of the whole world just now disappeared.

"I... I... He Luo stretched out his hand tremblingly, and a few syllables slowly floated out of his throat, "I... ”

Ye Ling stood with his hands in his hands and looked at He Luo lightly, "Do you admit defeat?

"Yes... ”

He Luo slowly closed and opened his eyelids.

"Wow... Hoohoohoo huhu ... ”

Ye Ling let go of the projection, and He Luo, who had re-breathed the air, looked at Ye Ling in fear, and fell to the ground panting for breath as if he had been reborn.

"Have you taken it?" Ye Ling stood in front of He Luo, and as soon as He Luo looked up, he saw Ye Ling's eyes.

Nodding slowly, is his strength so vulnerable?

Ye Ling's figure has been deeply imprinted in He Luo's heart since then, and has become a shadow that He Luo will never dare to disobey in his heart!

"I'm no match for him. Di Tian was stunned for a long time, and after a long time, he exhaled and said softly.

Shura looked at Emperor Tian suddenly, "Are you afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, but I'm really not his opponent right now, so when I feel like I can beat him, I'll challenge him!"

"Ye Ling is bluffing!" Ye Qingming looked at the group of people in the martial arts arena and said lightly.

"Sure enough, he's going to stand up for power!" Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice, "He used thunder to defeat the successor of the Garuda clan who challenged him, and he also made an irresistible figure among several people of the Tianlong Babu, and I am afraid that the Tianlong Babu who advocates force will become Yeling's subordinates." ”

"Yes, Ye Ling's body has been almost hollowed out after using that move, and the use of projection is really too reluctant!" Ye Qingming said with some concern.

"But it works very well!" Xuan Ming couldn't stop boasting about Ye Ling. Ye Qingming was also very happy.

"Actually, Ye Ling can be regarded as helping you Zen Buddhism!" Ye Qingming said softly.

"What?"

"Originally, the eight tribes of Tianlong were loyal to the Buddha, and the eight tribes of each generation also followed the spirit master, and there was no spirit master in your Zen generation, and Ye Ling could be regarded as helping your Zen sect solve a problem!"

"Come less, you don't have to be cheap and behave, Ye Ling is crossing a chasm by doing this. Xuan Ming opened his eyes and looked at Ye Qingming, "What if he becomes the spirit master of Zen Buddhism, what will you do?"

"Haha, how is that possible?"

"------" Xuan Ming didn't speak, just stared at Ye Qingming.

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"Probably not, right?"

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