The three of them were all thrown to the place where they should go, Ye Han looked at the hall in front of him that suddenly became deserted, squinted his eyes slightly, raised his hand and stretched his waist, feeling the bones in his whole body itch.

For the first time, he put on the momentum of the sect master in front of everyone, although it seemed to be easy, but it was still a little pressure on Ye Han.

But fortunately, the two people with the most advanced realms have a tacit understanding with Ye Han, so he has to concentrate on fooling around, in fact, there is only You Daojian.

And before entering the main hall, this Youjia Martial King was beaten once by the Huangquan True Intent of the Immortal Monarch and the True Intent of the Dugu Sword, plus the Dharma Protector Divine General who was outside the main hall and obedient to Ye Hanyan, this Martial King can also be called honest.

At this time, they were suddenly cleared away, and Ye Han also relaxed, raising his eyes to look at the eighteen thrones on both sides of the long table in front of him, and he couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

This ancient bronze table, starting from the wooden table in front of him and extending to the center of the main hall, contains a hidden power, and obviously has a very important place in this temple.

Although these eighteen thrones are obviously a few points shorter than other divine powers, in Ye Han's opinion, these eighteen thrones gather together to form a general trend of heaven and earth.

The huge momentum is like a torrent between heaven and earth, and it seems to have the terrifying divine power of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and destroying Buddha.

He didn't know what this aura represented, but he also knew that these eighteen thrones represented the power of the eighteen heavens and earths of the Xuantian Dao Sect. When they gather together, coupled with Ye Han's divine power, they may really have the ability to slaughter gods.

It's just that now only the chiefs on his left and right sides have masters, one is the throne of the underworld, and the other is the throne of the sword path, which is Ye Han's left and right hands on both sides, and his authority in the mountain gate is second only to the supreme throne of the god.

And the masters of these two thrones, one is the ancient god of the underworld who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and the other is the sword king who has entered the second realm of the Dao. Although both of them have their own flaws, a true body cannot leave the underworld, and a primordial god has defects, but when it comes to the combat power of the gods, they are worthy of their honorable name.

Even if they don't use the power of power in their hands, their own cultivation alone is enough to suppress one side.

Ye Han looked at the sixteen thrones that were still hanging below and couldn't help but think about it.

Although You Daojian only has the cultivation of the Martial King Erzhongtian, as long as he cultivates the "Jade God Xuandian", he can continue the broken path of his martial arts, and his talent is enough to rank among the eighteen thrones.

But he is not the core of the sect, as an elder of the outer gate, he is a nail that Ye Han has laid outside the mountain gate, and he cannot be exposed in front of others, which naturally determines that his position cannot be too high.

The last four of the eighteen thrones can have a place for him. Of course, it also depends on his character, if he can be trusted, what does it matter if he is in charge of the divine power of heaven and earth.

After Ye Han thought about it, he soon stopped thinking about it.

The Xuantian Dao Sect is in ruins, and now there are only two or three big cats and kittens up and down the sect, and everything still has a long way to go, at least after he returns to the palace, he will secretly gather some disciples who can be trusted, and fill the mountain gate is the right way.

No longer thinking about that, Ye Han sat back on the throne of divine power again, the gray mist filled over, covering his body again, this time he raised his hand and waved lightly in the void, and a black crack suddenly appeared in the temple where the space was incomparably condensed.

And in the crack, an illusory figure crawled out of the crack.

"The younger generation has no cliff, I have seen the seniors, the younger generations have the courage to offend for a while, and ask the seniors to forgive their sins!"

Yes, this figure that looks embarrassed is the old man who pretended to be a sword spirit at the beginning, and he was also the primordial god who was a demon when Dugu Jian entered the temple just now.

At this time, Wu Yazi's heart was broken, although he thought about what kind of unknowable existence this person in front of him might be, and even speculated that this person might have the strength to suppress Dugu Sword.

But he really didn't think that the person in front of him actually had a penetrating vision, not only saw his previous tricks, but even directly lifted him out of the Xuanjian space through the ban of the Qing Ying Dao Sword and the blockade of the sword wire.

Suddenly out of that narrow space, he was a little ecstatic at first, but soon realized that something was wrong, because there was something special about his own appearance, and he actually suspended in the air above the bronze long table.

In the surging gray mist, there was suddenly a slightly blurred figure, such a strange change, how could it not attract the attention of everyone in the hall. So Wu Yazi immediately received attention, and the masters who looked at him were bigger than the other.

Even the weakest of them, You Daojian, has the cultivation of the royal road and the double heaven, and he is still the martial king who is in charge of footwork and comprehends the speed of the world, and when Wu Yazi is alive, he must be respectful to him.

Not to mention that in this hall, there is still a bitter lord who has been pitted by him before. Sensing the cold eyes like a sword coming from behind him, Wuyazi couldn't help but tremble a little.

But fortunately, his consciousness was still sober, and he took a strong breath, saluted Ye Han tremblingly, and then pleaded guilty to Dugu Jian and Ye Han in a trembling voice.

Seeing such a funny scene, You Dao Sword, who was still a little surprised, suddenly realized. I couldn't help but feel a little funny in my heart, and at the same time, my awe of this Xuantian Dao Sect Master deepened.

It's no wonder that after the sword was taken out in front of the Dugu Sword Palace, this supreme existence did not have any signs of blame, it turned out that this ancient existence had already seen through the original situation.

It's not that he doesn't blame, but he doesn't care, and the so-called misdemeanor seems to him to be just a trivial matter.

Even a faint primordial god hidden in the sword spirit space can detect it, and can directly pull him out, what kind of existence is this?

After Ye Han pulled out Wuyazi's soul, he only smiled when he watched him admit his mistake to Dugu Jian, and then raised his hand to put him into the spirit beast space, and did not say how to deal with it.

He didn't say it, and naturally no one in the main hall asked, so Ye Han didn't release this guy from the spirit beast space until he moved the three of them out.

Although after opening up the domain of the sect, the spirit beast space has stabilized, the scope of it has expanded a lot, and the aura is sufficient, but even so, no one wants to be locked up in a small black room.

In particular, Wu Yazi was still in a frightened situation, so he naturally lived like a year, and finally waited until a tiny crack opened in the space, and he did not hesitate to drill out of the light.

He walked a few steps and crawled, as if he was afraid that he would be locked in it later.

What kind of martial king's demeanor, what kind of king's pride, all get out! In the days when he lost his body and only survived the primordial god, he no longer cared about these bells and whistles.

Now he is only thinking about how to avoid the catastrophe in front of him, which is the most important thing.