"It's a little interesting, Ye Tianhuang, it seems that the deity is underestimating you, first bought Linglong flowers at the Xiao Family Auction House on Hong Kong Island, erased the mystery of the Dao of Linglong flowers, and then went to the Olympus Mountains to fight with the gods, turned back to Huaxia to shock Jiangcheng, and overwhelmed the hundred tribes, making the ancient five surnames bow their heads and bow their heads, and the first battle of Zhonghai was shocking. ”

"Unexpectedly, now that the Holy Land has been born, you are still not afraid, and you can cultivate such a strong person in a short period of time, which is really good, you have given the deity too many surprises, and the deity is becoming more and more interested in you. ”

The middle-aged cap has a low brim, the corners of his mouth are raised, and there is an intriguing smile hanging on it, as if he is planning something.

The middle-aged thought about it, his figure flashed, and he disappeared directly under the shade of the tree, if a strong person saw it, he would definitely stand on the spot, because this middle-aged man wearing a peaked hat ...... It's just gone!

This person is none other than the mysterious man who sat in the crowd wearing a peaked cap when he was at the Xiao family auction house on Hong Kong Island, it was he who had an indirect dialogue with Ye Fei, and it was he who warned the Xiao family not to provoke Ye Fei, so the Xiao family moved out of Hong Kong Island overnight and was preserved.

Outside the Sanjiang Academy.

Long Aotian and the others looked at Xiao Suan stupidly, shocked.

"Again...... Another boy worthy of the Son?"

A Sanjiang Academy Sect Venerable muttered to himself, his words trembling a little.

Long Aotian also looked at Xiao Suan from a distance, and said incredulously: "Who are the people around Mr. Ye? At such an age, with such strength, it is not much worse than those Holy Land Holy Sons, completely crushing the quasi-Holy Sons, and may even be stronger than ordinary Holy Son-level powerhouses!"

......

Sanjiang School Palace is 100 miles away.

"Elder Yan, why did you leave with this Holy Son? Is it so difficult that you think that this Holy Son is not his opponent?" The Demon Saint Son stared at the old man in front of him, a little angry, he was going to have a hard fight with Xiao Suan, but he was inexplicably taken away by Elder Yan.

Yan Lao, whose full name is Yan Quanyin, is one of the protectors of the Demon Holy Land, and his strength is that of the Five Dou Sages, and he is a genuine five-hundred-year-old Sage!

Once a cultivator steps into the Holy Realm, he is the true contact of the Great Dao, peeking into the Dao Law and comprehending the Ten Thousand Dao, and his strength cannot be compared.

The Sage, every time he ascends to cultivate, his strength increases like a mass, like a bucket of sea water is immeasurable.

To put it simply, a Dou Sage can fight at the same level, but if he encounters a Second Dou Sage, it will be a world of difference, except for some enlightened demons, under normal circumstances, a strong person of a Second Dou Sage can slap a Yidou Sage to death.

As for the old saint, there is no doubt that under the old saint is God!

The Demon Holy Son looked indignant, but Yan Quanyin was terrified, his eyes were extremely vigilant, and after looking back, he seemed to have palpitations and said: "Your Highness the Holy Son, it's not that I deliberately blocked it, but just now, I sensed a terrifying power fluctuation, and under the interference of that force, even my blood boiled, and my whole body was full of holy power. ”

Yan Quanyin said, his mind was restless, just now, he sensed a terrifying power flashing away, if he was not mistaken, that power came from under the shade of a tree, it seemed to be a mysterious man wearing a peaked cap.

The Demon Saint Son was shocked when he heard this, and stared at Yan Quan**: "What did you say?

The Demon Saint Son was shocked, he knew very well how strong this Yan Quanyin was, and the strong man who could make Yan Quanyin react like this, he didn't know how terrifying it was.

"Could it be Ye Tianhuang's protector?"

The Demon Saint Son suddenly thought of this, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, Ye Tianhuang's strength was obvious to all, and he could make a group of Four Dou Saints kneel on the ground and wait for slaughter, at least at the level of the Old Saint.

Only the barren ditch of the Old Sage can crush the Four Dou Sages!

"It is very likely that Ye Tianhuang's strength is not weaker than the demons in the Sanpin Holy Land, and there must be protectors around him. The Demon Son muttered to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Ye Fei looked like he was only in his early twenties, but his strength was extremely terrifying, this kind of demon was arrogant, it was impossible to have no protectors.

"Ye Tianhuang, could it be that he is a seed-level junior powerhouse in a certain third-grade holy land?"

The Sanpin Holy Land, the supreme overlord of the Holy Land, the cultivators are strong and weak, and the forces are also strong and weak, and the Holy Land is naturally not excluded.

The Holy Land is divided into three grades, the first rank Holy Land is the weakest, and the Third Rank Holy Land is above the peak.

Correspondingly, the first-grade holy land represents an ancient saint, and so on, the third-grade holy land has three ancient saints, what does the ancient saint represent? The pinnacle of the holy land, the overlord of the giants, the king of domination!

And this is not the point, the ancient saint is only a representative of a few products, the most important thing is that the accumulation and heritage of the second and third holy land, that is an unimaginable gap, the old saint and the hole card multiplied.

Of course, in today's great world, there are only a handful of three-grade holy lands, almost rare, and as for the fourth-grade and above, they no longer exist in ancient times, after all, the birth of an ancient saint is not something that can be achieved by cultivation.

Yan Quanyin frowned when he heard this, and thought: "Ye Tianhuang's strength is not below me, and he is still accompanied by two Holy Son-level powerhouses, but he is just his slave and driver, such a lineup, this Ye Tianhuang's identity is too terrifying, His Highness the Holy Son, if what you said is right, he is likely to be the seed of the Sanpin Holy Land, but he was born earlier, such a person, we can't afford to provoke it!"

A driver is a strong saint, Yan Quanyin feels crazy when he thinks about it, such a person can't be provoked!

The Demon Holy Son was impetuous when he heard this, the Demon Holy Land was just an existence comparable to the strength of Zhan Xuan Holy Land, and it was barely a first-grade Holy Land, if it was against the third-grade Holy Land, the two sides would not die, even if the other party only dispatched an ancient saint, as long as the old saint was fully moved, the first-grade holy land would die without scum.

"Let's go, leave Sanjiang. ”

The Demon Saint Son did not hesitate, after thinking about it, he didn't even want to know which Sanpin Holy Land seed Ye Fei was, he just wanted to stay away from this kind of person.

......

In front of the gate of the Sanjiang School Palace, Ye Fei and Jian Ying had already walked out, but the Sanjiang School Palace was as silent as death, like an empty city.

"Leaf ...... Mr. Ye, ...... you?"

Long Aotian's mouth was dry, and Ye Fei and the others walked out unharmed, explaining a problem, something happened in the Fifteenth Holy Land!

One person overwhelmed the fifteen holy lands, and the people around him were extremely terrifying, where was the limit of this kind of person? Long Aotian didn't know!

When Long Aotian learned that all the protectors of the fifteen holy lands had been beheaded, the whole person was even more demented for a long time!

In just half an hour, the entire Sanjiang was boiling!

The news that the people around Ye Tianhuang in Jiangnan had killed the quasi-holy son of the Holy Land swept across Sanjiang, and there was not a single protector of the fifteen holy lands, and the strength of the drivers around him was amazing, comparable to the Holy Son.

The news came one after another, and even the matter of Ye Feili slaying the quasi-holy son and protector of the Yin Dragon Holy Land was also mentioned, and Sanjiang, whether it was the upstart or the old, was dumbfounded!

And just when the three rivers were boiling, Ye Fei and his party embarked on a journey to Jiangbei......

(End of chapter)