The seal in Ye Kun's hand changed very quickly.

"Dehydration Yin Thunder."

"Binghuo Yang Thunder."

"Evil God Thunder."

"Gengjin Tribulation Thunder."

"Otogi Masarei."

"Thunder."

"God Killer Demon Thunder."

"Life and Death Purple Thunder."

Reciting the names of these eight thunderbolts as quickly as possible, the seal in his hand has been completely cast.

Colorful thunderbolts fell at breakneck speed, like phantom bubbles.

A thunderbolt blasted the ground out of a bottomless pit that was only a few feet long.

If it weren't for Ye Kun's control power, a beam of thunder would be enough to destroy the entire imperial city.

Jing Junce, who was in the midst of the thunder, tried his best to dodge, he could see it, if he couldn't dodge it, he was touched and he was afraid that he would die on the spot.

It was more powerful than he could have imagined.

Everyone looked at Ye Kun with fear, this young but powerful man.

The power of the spell was even more eye-opening for them, and its value was definitely not under what Cang Tianzheng had given him, and even vaguely occupied his limelight.

"Good!"

"That's right, Lord Ye Zun's gift, it was really prepared with heart, I guess you don't have anything to say, right?"

The implication is to tell you, don't fucking make a fool of yourself.

"Haha, yes, yes, Lord Ye is not only young and promising, but also a delicate and bold person, which is really an eye-opener for the old man." Cang Tianzheng touched his beard with a smile.

He has expressed his position, and the sects of the rest of the sects are naturally horses that have fallen into the sky, and they are absolutely indispensable at this time.

When the thunder stopped, Jing Junce didn't suffer any substantial damage, but the whole person was like a blackened coke, black and not slippery.

Most of the chief disciples brought over by the sect master were all looking at Ye Kun bitterly at this time.

Because of their master, Chuanyin scolded them.

The one who was scolded one by one is called a bloody dog.

scolded them for being hundreds of years older than that Ye Kun next year, but the difference in strength was so big, where did they put their faces as masters?

Of course, the disciples must not dare to refute, otherwise the result will definitely be even worse.

After all, they really want to question the master, why have you lived for tens of thousands of years, but you can't even compare to a young man who is dozens of years old, aren't you even more rubbish?

They just think about it, and they definitely don't dare to say it.

......

"Your kindness and gifts, the little girl has also accepted it, and I thank you for the little girl."

Huangfu Changkong, who was sitting on the chairman's seat, smiled slightly, and then everyone began to eat and drink, watching singing and dancing.

During this period, the sect masters of those sects chatted happily, and Jing Junce sat on the side hard, and scolded the eighteen generations of his apprentices' ancestors with a voice.

As for why he didn't scold Ye Kun, of course he was scolding him, and he couldn't hear it and didn't understand his hatred at all, and now he was scolding his apprentice. He could hear it and didn't dare to talk back, and the degassing was also dissipated quickly.

Ye Kun has been eating, and after eating, he asked his subordinates to serve the dishes again, so he was too lazy to join these old men.

Occasionally, she would say a few words to Wen Qingzhu, most of them urging her to eat quickly, not to eat so slowly.

Wen Qingzhu, who was sitting next to him, had a joyful look on her face all the time, she liked the feeling of being with the master, even if he was always urging herself to eat quickly.

Huangfu Changkong noticed one thing, that is, his daughter Huangfu Baihua kept staring at Ye Kun, while his son Huangfu Baiye kept staring at Ye Kun's apprentice.

After three rounds of wine and almost the same food, Huangfu Changkong smiled and said, "Okay, please also ask the sect masters, let the chief disciples of your subordinates who participated in the selection of the horses come out." ”

"Let me take a look."

They finally waited for this moment, these chief disciples, all of them were dragons and phoenixes among people, their strength was not only strong, but also handsome and chic, and they had a unique style.

Everyone stood in the middle of the banquet hall.

Some are magnificent, holding their heads up, some are calm and smiling, some are trembling with excitement, some are shy and bow their heads, and some don't even dare to look at the emperor's sky, obviously afraid.

These young monks who stood up were the best young talents in the hundreds of years since they were in the Western Emperor Continent.

It is precisely because they are the best of the best that Huangfu Changkong has to choose the best among them and surpass everyone else.

Only such a young man with unparalleled talent and strength can be worthy of the children of their royal family.

After all the people were together, Huangfu Changkong looked at Ye Kun suspiciously, and said, "Lord Ye Venerable, didn't you bring a male disciple?" ”

"My Supreme Dojo is just here to have a good time, and I am not interested in competing for the so-called horses, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me."

Huangfu Changkong nodded and said, "I see, then let's start officially." ”

"Father, why didn't he participate himself, he was younger than all of them." Huangfu Baihua's pleasant voice suddenly sounded, and her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Kun.

The young geniuses present gasped.

If this pervert participates in the selection, what else will happen to them?

I'm afraid that if it weren't for the hundreds of Tianjiao together, they would not be his opponents, and there would be no need to compare them at all.

Huangfu Changkong was slightly stunned, he really didn't expect that his baby daughter would say such a thing, as if he wanted to make up his mind.

"Baihua Hugh is messing around, Lord Ye Zun has already said it just now, he just came here to join in the fun, and this time the selection only needs the chief disciples of the major sects and not the masters of a sect."

"With so many heavenly talents, can't you still choose one you like?"

Now that so many people have been invited over, she turned out to be so nonsense, and Huangfu Changkong's daughter is really a headache.

These sect masters, you look at me, I look at you, but none of them dared to open their mouths to blame Huangfu Baihua, and other Huangfu Changkong just said a few words.

If they dare to say that Huangfu Baihua is not, I am afraid that they will not even be able to leave this banquet hall today.

These ones have embarrassed smiles on their faces, but they can't do anything about it.

If the strength is not enough, the end is so miserable, what people say is what they say, they will always accompany them to go through the motions.

"No, father, don't you hurt Baihua?"

As soon as it was useful, Huangfu Baihua immediately turned on the coquettish mode.

With that look of pity when I saw it, all the Tianjiao just wanted to say, "Ah, I'm dead." ”

"Ahh This..."Huangfu Changkong was already moved.

Baihua is coquettish with her father again, what can I do, do I promise her?

Oh my God, it's so cute!

Huangfu Changkong has been intoxicated by the coquettishness of his baby daughter and can't extricate himself,