Chapter 39 Submission

Xia Yilong could feel that Ye Tian's realm was only the Nine Heavens of the Wheel Sea Realm, although his physical body seemed to be very strong, he didn't care too much about it at all, as one of the princes of the Great Xia Dynasty, he didn't care much about Ye Tian's strength at all. He was already the strength of the Nine Heavens of the Soul Realm, and he was able to fight across several small ladders, plus the life-saving things given by the Great Xia Dynasty, even if he encountered a terrifying powerhouse in the Half-Step Enlightenment Realm, he would not be able to kill him.

For various reasons, Xia Yilong didn't care much about what Ye Tian just said, and even had some disdain.

Ye Tian also heard the meaning of Xia Yilong's words, but he didn't feel angry, just smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"Okay, we are now people on the same front, there is no need to make a stalemate, can't you take a step back, brother Huang? Ye Tian didn't say anything wrong, you each take a step back. Xia Yuhe hurriedly said in a round.

"Yuhe, you know to speak for him, I'm very curious about what he is capable of, a kid from the Wheel Sea Realm, who let you defend him like this. Xia Yilong said with some displeasure.

"Well, people are a few years younger than you, if they are the same age as you, it is not certain which of you is stronger and which is weak. Xia Yuhe said angrily.

"You little girl...... Forget it, I won't tell you, I want to see how strong he is, don't use it at all when fighting, and I need to protect him, after all, I said that I would keep him safe. Xia Yilong said indifferently.

Seeing that the imperial brother didn't say much, Xia Yuhe held his mouth and said to Ye Tian: "Ye Tian, the imperial brother just has a bad mouth, but in fact, his heart is still good, don't take it to heart." ”

Ye Tian smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything more.

The three of them waited with the monks for someone to come forward to investigate the white ball of light burning the oil of the green miasma beast, but after waiting for a long time, it was obvious that everyone was unwilling to risk their lives, and none of them stepped forward.

For a while, the scene fell into an embarrassing situation.

"Did anyone come up with me to check it out? I always felt that this ball of light wouldn't be as simple as it seemed, maybe there was some great chance. An old man in gray with a very high longevity stepped forward and looked around, trying to find someone to pass with him.

But unfortunately, no one met his gaze, and when they saw his gaze, they all avoided it.

The monks who can come here are obviously not weak, and the clones are not simple, they are generally the descendants of a big force, or the monks whose longevity is about to end, they all have a common characteristic, they are all wearing the unique clothes of their own sects, and they all stand together.

There are very few monks like Ye Tian who dress casually and seem to be loose cultivators, and apart from Ye Tian, it seems that there is not a single monk below the soul realm in this region at all.

The strength of the gray-clothed old man has reached the level of the Eight Heavens of the Soul Realm, and his longevity is approaching, so he is eager to get the opportunity to improve his strength.

Seeing Ye Tian at this time, there was a glint in his eyes.

"This little brother, why don't we go forward and investigate together? Or solve the mystery for the many Daoists present, if there is a chance in the white ball of light, then you and I may be the first to get the benefits. The gray-clothed old man sneered and clawed towards Ye Tian.

Xia Yilong and Xia Yuhe were stunned for a moment, but they didn't make a move, but just looked at the gray-clothed old man with deep meaning.

Xia Yuhe knew Ye Tian's strength very well, and he would be able to get benefits from the red-eyed demon eagle who had entered the Dao Realm that day, and he even escaped with her in front of the blood python vine who had entered the Dao Realm, for the provocation of the old man in gray, she just smiled slightly, and looked at the old man in gray with some gloating, and had no intention of doing anything at all.

Xia Yilong's eyes were indifferent, and he obviously didn't mean to break the siege, he was originally suspicious of Ye Tian saving Xia Yuhe, and at this moment, he just borrowed the hand of the old man in gray to see how Ye Tian's strength was.

All the monks present fell silent, looking at the old and young with great interest, wanting to see how they would react.

The gray-clothed old man's thin palm was like an eagle's claw, with a cold aura, clawing towards Ye Tian's right hand, wanting to forcibly subdue him and let him explore the way, obviously although he was almost at the end of his life, he still didn't want to die easily.

In fact, the more people who are close to life, the more they want to have a longer life, and they are more afraid of death than ordinary people, and this gray-clothed old man is not surprised.

"Hmph!" Ye Tian snorted coldly, his spiritual power was too lazy to use it, the purple light on his arm flashed, and the purple gold Dao body on his palm was urged, and he slapped the thin paw of the gray-clothed old man.

Syllable!

A crisp voice spread in all directions, and the arm of the old man in gray suddenly withered, the entire arm was dislocated and deformed, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the palm of his fingers was directly shattered.

"Ah...... You, you, I'm going to kill you!" The gray-clothed old man's palm was abolished, and he didn't have any self-knowledge at all, thinking that Ye Tian had hit him hard with the help of some powerful magic weapon. Immediately, anger appeared on the surface, and his left hand clicked several times on his right hand, sealing the entire arm, and his somewhat pale face suddenly became hideous.

Shout!

A cyan sledgehammer flew out of the gray-clothed old man's dantian, and it was the strongest attack formed by his soul after fusing the magic weapon.

The cyan sledgehammer suddenly became bigger, and it was held in the hand of the gray-clothed old man with one hand, and it suddenly smashed down on Ye Tian, wanting to crush Ye Tian into a pile of blood and mud.

"I can't help myself!"

Ye Tian said coldly, his palms clenched into fists, still not using the slightest spiritual power, and when the purple light boiled, he smashed towards the cyan sledgehammer with a fist.

Poof!

The huge cyan sledgehammer was easily pierced by Ye Tian's fist, and flew out with the body of the gray-clothed old man.

"If you don't want to die, show me the way, or I promise you won't kill you. Ye Tian said coldly.

Ye Tian's words rippled on the gray-clothed old man's body like cold ripples, as well as in his heart, and even on his divine sense, making him suddenly cold all over, completely giving up the idea of confronting Ye Tian. He finally realized that the young man in front of him who looked young and had the lowest realm did not seem to be a cat or a dog, but a dormant tiger, which he could not afford to offend at all.

At that moment, the gray-clothed old man was crying bitterly in his heart, but when he faced Ye Tian's gaze, his heart became more and more cold, and he didn't dare not care, so he had to drag his body that was not lightly injured, unwilling and aggrieved, and moved towards the white ball of light step by step.

Everyone gasped, they didn't expect it to be such a result, they can be regarded as a long-term insight today, Ye Tian proved himself to them with his strong strength, he was anti-guest-oriented, and made the old man in gray surrender.

Under the gaze of all the monks, the gray-clothed old man was in front, and Ye Tian followed closely from a distance of more than 50 meters, stepping forward step by step.