When the first rays of morning light banish the darkness.

Many people of the Mingshan Ye clan immediately felt that the atmosphere in the entire Mingshan Ye clan was a little different.

It was as if a great enemy was coming.

Embattled.

In particular, the Mingshan Ye Clan's martial group, which had not been assembled for three years, even issued an assembly order in the early morning.

Many people from the Mingshan Ye clan who didn't know anything were very suspicious.

Ye Hongzhen blocked the news very thoroughly.

There are more than 8,000 people in the Mingshan Ye clan, and he is afraid that after the news comes out, it will cause unnecessary panic within the Mingshan Ye clan.

In his eyes.

The idiot who threatened to take his head on the throne of the Son of Today would not make much of a wave.

Of course.

Ye Hongzhen did not take it lightly, so he deliberately gathered the martial arts group of the Mingshan Ye clan and returned to the clan.

Today is the day.

It doesn't seem to be any different from the old days.

Gradually, when night fell, those people of the Mingshan Ye clan who were originally alarmed gradually stopped speculating.

The entire Mingshan Ye clan, this night, seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Only the ancestral building of Mingshan Ye's family is brightly lit.

Ye Hongzhen sits in the ancestral building.

The ancestral building is the most iconic building in the Ye clan of Mingshan.

A place where only the patriarchs of the previous Mingshan Ye clan can live.

It is also known as midnight.

When time enters the sub, it also means that the day has entered the final moment, and a new day is about to be ushered in.

Late at night, it's not just Mingshan Ye.

The entire Mingshan City is extraordinarily quiet.

"Da, da, da!"

The sound of footsteps sounded in an empty and deserted street.

It's very harsh.

As darkness swept in, a white figure approached.

At first glance, it's a little scary.

The mahogany gate of Mingshan Ye's is closed, hanging high on it, and the word 'Ye' written with the precious famous wood dragon flying phoenix dance looks extremely noble.

The figure finally stopped in front of the mahogany gate.

He raised his head, eyes like ghosts of the night, and looked at the mahogany gate.

"Old thing, I have let you live a few more hours, and this is already the greatest mercy to you. ”

As he spoke, Ye Wutian looked at the long night again: "The old day is coming to an end, so let you follow this subsequent time, forever...... Disappear!"

"Boom!"

The moment the words fell.

The Heaven Supporting Pillar had already been sacrificed by Ye Wutian, shattering the stone bricks on the ground and making a dull sound.

In this silent night, it seems extremely harsh.

"Old thing, why don't you get out and go out to greet guests?!"

Ye Wutian's throat let out a wild roar.

"Boom!"

Ye Wutian waved the Heavenly Pillar, the power of the tyrant, and instantly smashed the plaque engraved with the word 'Ye'.

Loud movements, furious roars.

This moment.

The silence of the entire Mingshan Ye clan was completely broken.

"What happened?"

Countless clansmen of the Mingshan Ye clan woke up from their sleep, and they didn't know why.

In the ancestral building.

Ye Hongzhen's eyes shot a cold glow: "Really, are you here?"

"Bang!"

Ye Wutian waved the pillar of support, and with one pillar, the mahogany gate was shattered, and he dragged the pillar of support for the sky, and then walked into the Ye clan of Mingshan.

This is the first time in Ye Wutian's life that he has come to the Ye clan of Mingshan, the head of the Ye family in Nanding City.

Equally.

And for the last time.

After tonight, everything here will be ...... Gone to exist!

"Where is the madman, who dares to break into my Mingshan Ye clan at night, can't you get tired of it?!"

Ye Wutian had just stepped into the Mingshan Ye clan.

A figure came out from the side, with a grim face, about forty years old, and a red spear in his hand.

On the barrel of the spear, there are grains of thunder.

Obviously, this spear is a spiritual artifact.

His name is Ye Huahong, the third elder of the Ye clan in Mingshan.

And at this time.

The entire Mingshan Ye clan was alarmed, so behind Ye Huahong, there were still many people from the Mingshan Ye clan.

At this moment, seeing Ye Wutian, who was dragging a huge white stone pillar and standing alone at the gate of their Mingshan Ye clan, many people who had just been awakened from their sleep thought that they hadn't woken up.

Alone, breaking into the Ming Mountain Ye clan at night?

Is this because they are too weak, or is this person a madman?

Ye Wutian raised his head, and his eyes immediately met Ye Huahong.

At this moment, Ye Huahong's eyes suddenly froze.

"You...... Are you Ye Wutian of my Mingshan Ye clan in Nanding City?"

Ye Huahong recognized Ye Wutian!

"Ye Wutian?"

"He's the peerless son?"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

For this mythical figure who only hears his name but does not know about his people.

At that time, it once became the object of worship of many young children of the Mingshan Ye clan.

"What do you mean by being alone, breaking into the clan at night? If you don't give a proper reason today, don't think about leaving here easily!"

Knowing Ye Wutian's identity, Ye Huahong felt more confident in her heart.

"Today, I came to visit Ye Hongzhen's old fellow, and it stands to reason that as a visitor, I should prepare a gift. ”

"However, I came in such a hurry that I didn't have time to prepare. ”

"But now, I feel like my gift has been settled. ”

Ye Wutian said, grinning, revealing snow-white teeth, which looked very dazzling in the dark night.

But somehow.

Many people felt a chill in their hearts.

Ye Huahong was stunned for a moment by Ye Wutian's words, and he subconsciously asked, "What gift?"

"Your head!"

Ye Wutian smiled and spit out four words from his mouth.

But it seems to have some kind of peculiar silent magnetic field.

The whole venue was quiet.

Countless pupils widened at this moment.

"What do you think?"

Ye Wutian stared at Ye Huahong with a smile: "I think that old guy will definitely like it." ”

Ye Huahong woke up at this time.

His face became hideous, it was anger: "Ye Wutian, you are too bold and reckless, you don't know whether to live or die!"

Take his head and give it to Ye Hongzhen as a door-to-door gift?

It's a shame that this guy can figure it out!

"I'm here, ask you!"

Ye Wutian's face was still full of smiles, and his voice was full of power.

"I think your head old patriarch will like it!"

Ye Huahong roared coldly.

"Step!"

He stepped out, flying sand and rocks, and violent spiritual power poured into the spear in his hand like a torrent.

"Crackling!"

On the spear, all ten thunder attribute spirit patterns were activated.

In the dark night, the bright purple thunder light was extremely dazzling.

"Huh!"

Ye Huahong held a thunder gun in his hand, and stabbed at Ye Wutian with a shot, like thunder.

"Bang!"

However.

The next moment.

Ye Huahong's thunder spear hadn't stabbed Ye Wutian yet.

An afterimage flashed.

Ye Huahong's head was separated from his neck, like a ball, and flew out.