"Still not convinced?"

"Then beat until you're convinced!"

Ye Wentian looked at the Saint Qilin rushing over, his eyes were calm, and his face was flat.

The power of qi and blood surged, and the strength in Ye Wentian's little hand had increased to 10 million catties.

He just mobilized the power of qi and blood in one arm.

And that's not even the limit.

After all, he is now, but with a flick of one arm, he is 30 million catties of huge strength.

Rumble! In the next instant, the Holy Qilin was blasted out again.

It fell heavily to the ground.

"Come again! This unicorn doesn't believe it! ”

The Holy Qilin relied on his unique talent, and he was not afraid of pain at all.

In addition, Ye Wentian did not use all his strength, so the holy unicorn that was smashed away again was still fierce.

Bang bang bang!!

The Holy Qilin was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, rushing forward again and again.

It's just that the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

As a result, they were all beaten by Ye Wentian.

"Yes, yes, in front of my grandson, what primeval beasts, true spirit bloodlines, pure-blooded creatures, true dragons and young phoenixes are just a matter of a fist."

"yes, it's not human."

"Perhaps, this is the so-called posture of heaven and man!"

"I thought that Wentian's cultivation talent was ridiculously strong, but I didn't expect Wentian's physical strength to be exaggerated."

"No, we use resources to pile up, and we also have to pile up a strong Extreme Dao Emperor to come out! can't live up to Tian'er's such a good talent. ”

"Yes, ask the resources that Tiantian needs, our ancestor will help him find them, as long as he can temper his physique with peace of mind. In the future, it will definitely be able to compete with the three thousand Daozhou and ten thousand clans of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain. ”

"Yes, in these few eras, our Desolate Ancient Heavenly Domain has always belonged to the bottom of the three thousand Dao states in the Desolate Heavenly Immortal Domain."

"The strongest cultivation physique-Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus, coupled with the strongest physique-True Dragon Body, I really don't know what kind of freak our Ye Clan will eventually give birth to."

"Hehe, anyway, Wentian is from our Ye clan, if he is strong, my clan will be stronger."

"Fortunately, he is the divine son of our Ye clan, otherwise, I can only go and destroy this kind of demon."

"There are not a few other hostile forces that have the same idea as you, so we must protect Haowentian."

"Not bad."

"Seconded."

"Agreed."

"Then it's decided."

……

When the ancestors of the Ye clan were talking to each other, the holy qilin had already been hammered by Ye Wentian.

Lying down in the huge pit with a sour body, unable to move for a moment.

His eyes were full of suspicion of beasts.

It's no longer as rebellious as before.

"Are you convinced?"

Ye Wentian came to the edge of the giant pit, looked at the holy unicorn like a dead dog, and asked lightly.

"Not convinced!"

"This king will never succumb to obscenity!"

The holy unicorn roared again and again.

It's just that the current roar is also quite a bit powerless.

"Heh, toast and don't eat and drink, right?"

"Since you are not convinced, then hit you until you are convinced."

"From now on, I'll come over to you every day to spar."

"It's like having an extra sandbag every day to practice boxing and kicking kung fu."

After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he left.

The holy unicorn in the giant pit looks like he has nothing to love.

He seemed to be able to anticipate his miserable life in the future.

But if you are as rebellious as a holy unicorn, you will never succumb to the combination of fists and feet!

"Little broken boy, even if you come to beat this king every day, this king will not bow to you."

"The Holy Qilin will never be a slave!"

It roared in its heart as it lay in the pit.

After the Ye ancestors visited, they were also ready to go back to continue their retreat and practice.

Then.

Ye Wentian came to the side of the Nineteen Ancestors.

With a bright smile on his face, he said innocently.

"Nineteen Ancestors, please move me another hundred mountains, I will continue to practice."

"The body bones of this holy qilin are still quite good."

"I'm a little tired of hands right now."

In the Giant Pit.

The Holy Qilin gasped violently.

The young mind was instantly overshadowed, and it was all the appearance of Ip Mantian.

He was hesitating, should he take it for the time being?

Strategic retreat?

Anyway, it's not really admitting defeat.

The Nineteenth Ancestor nodded: "Okay, tomorrow the Ancestor will bring you another hundred mountains, it is definitely the kind of hard state." ”

"En, Nineteenth Ancestor, my recent cultivation resources are gone."

"I also want ten boxes of dragon tendon and tiger tire pills, which are the kind of big boxes for clothes."

"Nineteen Ancestors, don't be mistaken."

"In addition, I will continue to drink animal milk, first a thousand cans."

"I have to get 10,000 catties of spiritual fluid."

Ye Wentian continued.

Hearing these things, the Nineteen Ancestors were also a little frightened.

It's more than an animal!

True dragon cubs don't have such an exaggerated amount of food.

Every time at this time, he couldn't help but wonder if Ye Wentian was the reincarnation of a mythical beast.

It's too much to eat!

It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Wentian's daily resources are a hundred times that of Tianjiao among other clans!

A hundredfold!

Think about this horrible dosage.

Even gold and silver can't stand such a fight.

Fortunately, there are not many others in the Ye clan in Shenzhou, but they have a deep heritage.

This thing is not worth mentioning compared to a future Extreme Dao Emperor.

The Nineteen Ancestors endured the distress and gave it.

If you boast about Haikou, you have to finish it.

After the ancestors left, the ancestral ancestral forbidden land cultivation ground returned to its former tranquility.

Only Ip Mantian is here, and he still keeps ping pong every day.

Occasionally, there was the wailing and roar of some beast.

this day.

It's the day of the ancestors' lectures again.

Once a month, the ancestors would come out to give lectures to Ye Wentian and other rising stars of the Ye clan.

This day of the month is called Dao Day.

Although Ye Wentian felt that it was dispensable, he still had to go.

He can't be too maverick.

Riding the holy unicorn that pulled the wind, Ip Mantian came to the preaching square.

All the way, no one does not look sideways.

They are all talking about who Ip Mantian is.

waited until he knew Ip Mantian's identity.

All gasped.

Sighed secretly: This son is terrifying.

Ye Wentian lazily sat on the tall beast body of the Holy Qilin, looking at the surrounding Ye clan children.

The Holy Qilin was walking reluctantly under Ip Mantian's orders.

Originally, it didn't want to carry Ye Wentian, thinking that it would be too embarrassing for the face of the Ancient Imperial Saint Qilin.

But Ye Wentian threatened with his fists, saying that he wanted to practice more, and the holy qilin had no choice but to obey.

As he walked, Ye Wentian suddenly smiled slightly and saw a familiar figure.

I saw that in the front row of the preaching square, a beautiful little girl with pink carvings was sitting cross-legged on a futon, her little face was full of coldness, and she had an expression that no one should enter.

It's none other than Ye Qingxue, the empress's sister he hasn't seen for many days.