"Big, Master, I, I'm ........."

Ziyun Lao Dao opened his mouth tremblingly, his face was full of fear, and his entire body was already paralyzed on the ground, supported only by his hands.

"You were arrogant to me just now, and you said that you were going to kill everyone here, why are you even stammering now?"

Ye Chen looked at him with interest, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes, and a trace of electric light flashed between his fingers.

Daoist Ziyun only felt as if he was being targeted by an ancient fierce beast, his hairs stood on end, and his heart trembled.

"Master, please spare my life, I will give you whatever you want. ”

He was completely panicked, lying on the ground and kowtowing, at a loss.

Blood flowed from his forehead, but he still didn't dare to stagnate in the slightest, and his expression was full of desolation and misery.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The sound of kowtowing, like an ancient bell, reached the ears of everyone present, which was very depressing.

Whether it was Fang Zhengcheng or other Wuzhou tycoons, or other government leaders, or feng shui masters, they were all full of bitterness and silent.

Not long ago, the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, who had been admired by them a lot, and was proud in front of everyone, was now bowing his head and brows to a young man who was not yet twenty years old, sighing and begging for mercy, begging for the right to live.

All of a sudden, their thoughts were full of mixed tastes.

When everyone saw Ye Chen at the beginning, they didn't take him seriously at all, thinking that he was just a friend of Mayor Fang's daughter.

An ignorant and arrogant boy!

Unexpectedly, what they looked down on was a true dragon that could soar above the nine heavens.

He harnesses the thunder and lightning, holds life and death in the palm of his hand, kills the yin soul between his hands, and kills the ghosts and witches between his bows, and now even whether the old Dao of Ziyun can survive depends on his meaning.

He stood there alone, standing proudly on the spot, and indeed he was more in the limelight than all those present combined.

Even though they have a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars and great power, they are not comparable in the face of such a powerful force that destroys the world.

"This is the difference between a mortal and a master of magic!" everyone sighed.

You control the money, and he controls life and death!

Fang Zhengcheng clenched his fists, his tiger eyes struggled, his face turned red, and his heart trembled.

Even though he has seen countless provincial and even national-level leaders, and even some of the world's most famous tycoons in the country, he is still no match for the demeanor of the young man in front of him!

The kind of courage that looks down on the world and is proud of everything, the power of life and death, God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha can only be possessed by such a person with great power.

Money and power are things outside the body after all, and between life and death, only power is the most decisive thing!

Fang Jiayi's heart was also beating wildly, her beautiful eyes were round, full of incredulity and disbelief.

She originally thought that Ye Chen was just a martial arts master, and condensing qi into a weapon, splitting water and breaking mountains was already his limit.

But he didn't expect that the spiritual power of a world-destroying spell was his real strength, and his strength in magic was several times stronger than that of martial arts.

The terrifying aura of the silver-white winding thunder snake was comparable to some internal qi?

She was still blaming herself and regretting it just now, but she didn't expect it to be just a superfluous move!

No matter how arrogant and arrogant the Purple Cloud Dao Leader was, no matter how evil and hideous the ghost of the Ghost Witch God was, he seemed so weak and powerless in front of his Silver Snake Divine Punishment.

"How many hole cards do you have?"

Fang Jiayi watched the young man standing in the field from a distance, and her heart was full of endless shock.

No wonder grandpa will deign to stammer, and will do whatever it takes to befriend him.

No wonder he faced such a rich man, the officials were still calm and calm, and their expressions were as usual.

He really has his own support!

How can a person who already knows the outcome care what others say?

"I'm afraid in his eyes, we're just clowns!"

Fang Jiayiqiao's face was full of bitterness, and her heart was full of deep awe.

Her heart is bright, this seemingly ordinary, but a teenager of the same age as herself, will always look up to and even unattainable existence in the future.

He is like a star, rising, in Wuzhou and even Jiangnan, and even the whole world, will exude an incomparably bright light!

But Ye Chen didn't have much time to pay attention to them, he looked at Ziyun Daoist with an indifferent expression, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth:

"Do you think I'm going to give everything?"

Daoist Ziyun looked at the evil smile on Ye Chen's face, not only in his heart.

"Great, master, you can do anything but my life!"

He stammered, his face red and white, and a bad feeling permeated his body.

"That's what you said!"

Ye Chen snorted, stepped forward, suddenly stretched out his hand, and directly attached it to Ziyun Lao Dao's back, and the Heaven Swallowing Divine Skill was directly transported.

In an instant, the magic spiritual power that Ziyun Lao Dao had cultivated for decades was like a flood that opened the floodgates, surging along his arm towards Ye Chen's body.

"Ahh

Lao Dao suddenly exclaimed, perceiving that the power in his body was dissipating, he was terrified between his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes were split, and he wanted to struggle, but he found that his whole body was stiff and he didn't have the slightest strength.

"No ......"

The heart-rending sound resounded in the sky, full of a strong sense of unwillingness.

"Humph!"

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to him, the Heaven Devouring Divine Skill worked faster, but in a few seconds, the mana in Ziyun Old Dao's body was basically absorbed.

And he himself instantly seemed to be ten years old, his hair was all gray, the folds on his face were even deeper, and his whole body was completely rickety, his eye sockets were deep-set, and his affection was dim, and he completely turned into a dying old man.

"To fulfill your wishes, I don't want your life, I want your practice!"

Ye Chen withdrew his hand, and a faint voice came into the ears of the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, making him blush with a purple face.

Burst!

Lao Dao couldn't hold back any longer, a mouthful of blood rushed out of the sky, and he almost fainted, but the little boy next to him helped him, so he didn't fall to the ground.

"You ......"

He pointed at Ye Chen, trembling all over, trembling and speechless.

Losing his cultivation is even more painful than killing him, and it is better to kill him!

He has been wandering for so many years, and he doesn't know how many enemies he has set up, once people know that his cultivation has failed, then he still has his life?

"Alright, you can get out!"

Ye Chen waved his hand impatiently, without looking at him in the slightest, as if he was sending a fly.

"Alas!"

Lao Dao wanted to say more, but when he saw Ye Chen's indifferent expression, he shook his head unwillingly, and went down the mountain with the help of the little boy.

Then

Ye Chen slowly turned around and looked at Fang Zhengcheng and the others, his plain eyes made everyone's hearts tremble.

He shrugged his shoulders casually, with a slight smile on his face, and asked playfully:

"I've done you so much, shouldn't I have something in return?"