Song Zhiyu sweated like rain, and said in a trembling voice, "...... The head of the house, possibly...... Maybe I'm in a hurry and made a mistake, I'll change it right away!"

"No!" Ye Feifei stood up, "Dad, show me the golden book." ”

Ye Zhenyuan handed the golden book to Ye Feifei's hand.

Ye Feifei took out a snow-white paintbrush from his arms and wrote a few strokes on the golden book.

Song Zhiyu was about to say "don't mess around", but he was stunned as soon as he spit out a word.

I saw a bright sky in the sky, and the three big characters of Zhenyuan Palace radiated ten thousand rays of light, and the heaven and earth were all reflected in its brilliance colorfully, like a dream.

Song Zhiyu was shocked, pointed at Ye Feifei and shouted, "You...... How can you ......"

"Why can't I?!" Ye Feifei sneered and took the golden book into his arms.

Ye Zhenyuan laughed, "The surname is Song, you are useless!" After saying that, Yaoyao slapped it with a palm, and Song Zhiyu fell down with a scream, and the whole head was like a watermelon that was only smashed, and he could no longer distinguish the shape.

Ye Zhenyuan waved his hand again, and a burst of flames ignited on Song Zhiyu's corpse, and a big living person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

An important person in charge of the household registration of the Holy Realm was wiped out like this? What's even more terrifying is that when the incomparably sacred golden book arrives in the hands of that cold young man, why didn't he react at all?

If their previous submission was forced by Ye Zhenyuan's might, the current fear came from the handsome young man who barely spoke.

Ye Feifei didn't think there was anything special, since his paintbrush could leave traces on the golden book and get its approval, then he and Ye Zhenyuan had another sharp weapon in their hands.

He didn't very much approve of Ye Zhenyuan's practice of using violent means to suppress people and bow their heads, but he also understood that their father and son had no other way than that, and more importantly, for this world where immortal magic and Taoism were high and low, his own combat power was almost zero, and he could only rely on Ye Zhenyuan.

"Below the third palace, the power of life and death belongs to my Ye family!" Ye Zhenyuan's heroic laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

"Congratulations to the head of the family!" Lin Meng bowed and congratulated.

"Congratulations, the head of the house!" Behind her, a thousand voices came at the same time.

Ye Zhenyuan nodded with satisfaction, "As long as you do your best to assist my son in the future, your achievements will naturally be better than before." ”

"Follow the bishop's teachings!"

This time the voice was much louder than before.

"When will one more family come out of the Floating Cloud Sacred Realm? Why don't I know?" a huge echo blew along with a gust of wind, and the cups and plates on the table clanged.

Ye Zhenyuan waved his sleeves, and the momentum of the wind dancing immediately stopped. Everyone changed color and looked at a red cloud floating in the distance.

The sun shone brightly in front of him, and an old man in a red robe fell down, hanging the dust in his hand on his shoulder, and raised his head and said, "Who is going crazy here?"

Ye Zhenyuan looked at him and sneered.

The old man's gaze was like a knife, sweeping over the faces of everyone at the table one by one, "Where are the Dao masters of Jiufeng, what day is today?" His gaze finally fell on Lin Meng, "Girl, where is your father, why did his soul lamp go out?"

Lin Meng said in a trembling voice, "Ancestor, my father...... Xianyou. ”

The old man snorted, "There are too many idlers here, disperse quickly!"

Everyone looked at Ye Zhenyuan, and not a single one moved.

The old man's red eyebrows twitched, "What's the matter?"

Ye Zhenyuan laughed, "Miscellaneous old ghost, are you blind?

The red-haired ancestor's gaze slowly moved to him, "Demon of the other world, you really didn't die!" Old ancestor, I am in charge of law and order, where my duty lies, you want to start a sect on my territory, have you asked me?"

Ye Zhenyuan said hesitantly, "Dare to call the ancestor in front of me, old ghost, I'll give you another chance, kneel down and kowtow three times, call Grandpa three times, I'll give you a position as a gatekeeper, otherwise...... Die!"

"Hahaha!" the red-haired old ghost laughed wildly, "This is the funniest joke I've heard in five hundred years!" His triangular eyes suddenly widened, and two cold rays of light shot three or four feet, and as far as his eye could see, lightning flashed, and three small cross flowers faintly appeared above his head.

"Three flowers gather at the top!"

Someone exclaimed.

Ye Zhenyuan also changed slightly, but it was quickly muffled by his laughter.

"Old ghost, it seems that after I left, you didn't work hard, and cultivated three silver flowers, isn't it?"

The red-haired ancestor said proudly, "Master Dao, I understand the heavens, and I feel the same way as heaven and earth, what are the three silver flowers, and with a little time, the golden flowers will gather at the top." ”

Ye Zhenyuan smiled slightly, "It seems that it takes a lot of immortal power to gather the three flowers, if it is not a person from the Holy Realm, how many flowers can be left?"

The red-haired ancestor laughed, "You are not a person from the Holy Realm, no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to cultivate the achievements of the Debutant, so ...... You don't have to dream. Ye Zhenyuan, I still have some friendship with you before, so I won't make a move for the time being, as long as you go back with me obediently and answer me a few questions, Master Dao, I am satisfied, and I will naturally let you leave safely. ”

"Hahaha!" Ye Zhenyuan laughed, "This is also the funniest joke I've heard in the past thousand years!" He said with a cold expression, "Old thing, no one dared to talk wild in front of me when I Ye Zhenyuan was just a fledgling, are you a bird? Fan'er, find out where he is, go!"

Ye Feifei had already secretly taken out the golden book and found the name of the red-haired ancestor. However, what he didn't expect was that this person was very high, above the third house, and he was not a subordinate of the alliance, and there were only about two dozen people listed separately from him.

He took out his paintbrush and swiped the name of the red-haired ancestor, and the golden light flashed, and the name disappeared.

Ye Feifei signaled to Ye Zhenyuan that this person had been crossed out, Ye Zhenyuan looked at the red-haired ancestor, "Old thing, are you okay?"

The red-haired ancestor's expression froze, standing motionless in place, and the three silver flowers on his head also stopped swinging, if it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still rolling, it would be exactly the same as the sculpture.

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, the red-haired ancestor remained silent for less than ten seconds, and his cheeks suddenly bulged, as if he had two balls of air in his mouth. The air writhed incessantly, jumping from his face to the top of his head in the blink of an eye, and then from the top of his head to his whole body and back to his cheeks, the air mass rolling bigger and bigger, as if it would burst at any moment.

Everyone involuntarily stepped back.

"Ahh

Ye Zhenyuan said in a deep voice, "Fan'er, open!"

Ye Feifei's heart moved at will, and the extreme realm opened.

The red-haired ancestor's mouth was sprayed with extremely pure immortal qi, and the extreme realm was quickly filled with his immortal qi.