Da Zhou Xiaoyaohou! Ye Wuxin.

A stunning name, once spread throughout the Great Zhou God Dynasty, Tianyun Continent, but later it was covered by the blood god king who rose to the sky, and it became a little dim. And now that the Blood God King has left, the appearance of the Great Zhou Xiaoyao Marquis still makes people dare not despise it in the slightest.

Putting aside that terrifying cultivation, the identity of the Great Zhou God Dynasty alone is not something that the indigenous strength here can compete with.

"You're here early! But don't worry, I only represent myself, the treasure of heaven is for this candidate, if there is a fate, others can't grab it, if there is no fate, it is naturally not the fate of this candidate! At a glance, Ye Wuxin saw everyone's thoughts, and smiled brightly at the moment.

"Hou Ye said it was funny, who doesn't know that Hou Ye is a good word!" The dragon-armored monk in the earthy yellow armor had a flattering look on his face.

"Nothing to say?" Ye Wuxin looked strange, and then smiled indifferently, but what was frightening was that in this laugh, Ye Wuxin's big hand waved suddenly, and a huge palm covering the sky appeared, and in that frightened sound, the Long family monk with a flattering face turned into a blood mist in the sky.

"Loose Marquis! You? Looking at Ye Wuxin, who tortured and killed the monks of the Long family between laughter, the rest of the monks of the Long family were frightened for a while, but their faces showed anger in unison.

"What's wrong with Ben Hou? Not to mention that you besieged my Great Zhou Blood God King before, just one rebellious word can send you into a place of no return! Don't think that this is a border wilderness, you can be unscrupulous, I solemnly tell you that this is still the world of the Great Zhou, and you will always be just the subjects of the Great Zhou! It's better to stick to your duty! ”

Looking at the face full of anger, Ye Wuxin's complexion was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and the dragon on his chest was moving his head from time to time at this moment, as if he could show his body at any time and strangle a monk in front of him.

"Loose Marquis! It's too much! The sky was stirring, and above the void space, a gate with a flash of crimson flames opened the door, and a crimson figure stepped forward one step at a time, and the words were even more infinitely proud.

"Temple of Fire! Does a second-rate sect really want to provoke me to the Great Zhou Dynasty? Without waiting for Ye Wuxin to speak, there was another stirring in the sky, and then there was even more golden light, it was a golden giant eagle, and the golden lightning was swirling all over its body, it was a rare lightning eagle.

And above the broad back of the lightning eagle, a young man in a bright yellow robe sat cross-legged on it, and between his knees lay a long sword like black jade.

The young man's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were cold, and he stared at the Flame Hall monk who walked out of the fire gate at the same time as the words came out.

"Huh! The Great Zhou Divine Dynasty is so famous, but now it doesn't even take my Fire Hall in his eyes? Looking at the young man with an indifferent face and murderous intent in his eyes, the monk of the Flame Palace, his words conveyed a strong killing intent.

"Qian'er!" Looking at the figure sitting on the back of the Lightning Condor, the corners of Ye Wuxin's mouth showed a hint of a smile.

"Ye Qian has seen Master Hou!" As a descendant of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ye Qian naturally knew the weight of the carefree Marquis Ye Wuxin, and naturally did not dare to slack off at the moment.

"Hmm!" It seemed that he naturally accepted Ye Qian's salute, and then Ye Wuxin's brows loosened, and his cold eyes immediately looked at the arrogant Fire Hall monk.

"I just want to tell you that this is the land of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, even if it is the Flame Palace, you have to restrain me!" After speaking, Ye Wuxin's fingers flicked, and a strong wind broke through the air.

"It's a great Zhou Yaohou, but you're too arrogant!" Looking at Ye Wuxin's careless flick of his fingers, the anger on the face of the monk of the Flame Hall flashed, and then the crimson figure shook, and the whole person actually avoided the wisp of finger wind in an instant, turned into a red flame, and came towards Ye Wuxin.

"Since you want to die! Then it will be you! This was a joke, it seemed to be a joke, but it made the blazing fire tremble for a while, and then there was a roar, and the flames scattered, and the monk of the Flame Hall in red robes staggered, and his whole face was full of horror.

He didn't understand why the finger wind that had already avoided the past still hit him, and what was even more hateful was that the wisp of finger wind seemed to be unbreakable. It was only a split second that he broke through his own defenses.

"What a Great Zhou Dynasty! You'll regret it! "Streams of blood flowed out of the Seven Apertures of the Flame Hall Monk, slowly passing with his life.

"It seems that Master Hou's cultivation has improved again!" Looking at the Xiaoyao Hou who killed the monk of the Flame Hall with a snap of his fingers, Ye Qian on the side smiled, his face full of compliments.

"Let's go! It's not right for us to stay here! Feeling the earth-colored faces around him, Ye Wuxin smiled, turned around and was about to step into the portal of the Heavenly Treasure.

"Brother Wuxin, don't you wait for your little sister?" A coquettish laughter came from a distance, accompanied by a beautiful chirp, and a beautiful woman in a long skirt appeared in front of Ye Wuxin.

"Seven Princesses!" Looking at the visitor, Ye Wuxin's face was full of smiles, it was joy from the heart.

"I've seen my aunt!" Looking at the person who came, Ye Qian hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but he knew that even his prince father could not play a role in front of this aunt and grandmother, that was the youngest daughter of His Majesty the Holy Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, his seventh aunt.

"Oops! You little slippery head, why do you run so fast, you don't even have to wait for your aunt! Looking at Ye Qian, who looked respectful, Ye Cunxinyu stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Qian's ear.

"Auntie's life!" In front of the public, Ye Qian's ears were grabbed like this, Ye Qian was very sad in his heart, but the object was the seventh aunt who even His Majesty the Holy Emperor had a headache for, although he was wronged in his heart, he could only endure it, and he could only look at Ye Wuxin who was smiling on the side with a smile on his face.

"It's still business!" The smile on his face Ye Wuxin's words also made Ye Cunxin let go of Ye Qian, but there was still a warning in his eyes.

"Let's go! Let's go inside! "Being able to meet this seventh princess, who has always been close to her, is a rare and happy thing for Ye Wuxin, who has been guarding outside all the year round.

"Hee-hee! Do I have a friend who hasn't arrived? While smiling, Ye Cunxin's eyes looked at the sky in the distance, where the glow was sprouting, and there were even more colorful clouds.