The leader Hongfu, as well as the Hao Ji beside him, the two daughters' bodies couldn't help but tremble. Ь.

The figure of the Great Flame Dragon King couldn't help but appear in his mind.

"It's him!"

"I had a big catastrophe in the Swamp River Group, and that guy didn't come, so he scared the people of the Daomen away."

「……」

The red girl's eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes were a little more complicated.

Hao Ji couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle, when the extraterritorial martial arts world stabilized, she would definitely go to Dayan again.

Mr. Ye shouldn't blame her.

"You two are very familiar with that Ye Wentian?" The red jade eyes flickered, focusing on the second daughter.

The two daughters of Hongfu immediately came back to their senses.

Don't hesitate.

They hurriedly reported what they knew about the Great Yan Dragon King to the ancestor in detail.

After hearing this, Hongyu's eyes became a little brighter.

"Giggles."

"It seems that this son is the only way out for my Numagawa group."

"Hongfu, you go in person, recall all the members of my group, your mother-in-law and I have something important to announce."

Hongyu's eyes were a little more determined, and she seemed to have made up some kind of determination.

Her eyes fell to the far east, and there was a little more brilliance in her eyes.

And at the same time.

The bottom of the cemetery mountain in the western suburbs of Dadong City.

Ye Wentian's aura around his body was already stable, and he slowly raised his hand and clenched his fists, feeling the power surging in his body.

"A thousand spirit jade, a hundred years of yin qi."

"It's barely refining."

Ye Wentian muttered.

The resources required for the Great Perfection of Soul Refining are probably unimaginable.

Whether it is the Great Yan Martial Dao Realm or the extraterritorial parties, but in terms of martial arts resources, in Ye Wentian's opinion, it is difficult to cultivate even a spirit refining master.

This matter is obviously wrong.

It felt like something was missing.

"Lingyu." Ip Man's eyes flashed.

"Ziyun, back then, how did you break through the spirit refining?" Ye Wentian turned his eyes and looked at the woman in white on the side.

In front of him, he is a real god boss.

Ziyun's eyes flashed slightly, and she glanced up at the person in front of her.

"The times are different, in my time, although the spirit jade is also a treasure, there is a lot of circulation in the extraterritorial martial arts world, and now in the martial arts world, the spirit jade seems to be extinct." Ziyun's eyes lit up as usual, and she responded softly.

After hearing this, Ye Wentian nodded slightly.

If it was a thousand years ago, the spirit jade and spirit stone were the same, and there were many in the hands of each force, and it would not be difficult to refine the spirit to achieve great success.

Never mind.

It doesn't help to think too much.

Ye Wentian shook his head.

This trip to Dadong City, refining spirit Xiaocheng is not a loss.

"It's time to get out." Ye Wentian whispered, and the aura around his body exploded.

"Bang!"

"Boom...... Boom."

The sound of a pop echoed.

The entire Celestial Tomb trembled. Outside, the tomb village seemed to have an earthquake, and the tomb people ran out of the wooden house. Ь.

"How...... What's wrong?"

"What's going on again!"

"Could it be that the sky is going to destroy my people......

After two days, the people of the tomb tribe were still frightened, and now they are frightened birds.

A tall young man among the clansmen rushed out one by one, his face full of solemnity, and his eyes focused on the front.

"Not quite right."

"The yin energy in the mountains seems to have disappeared all of a sudden." Mu Tian frowned.

Although it is a good thing.

But he didn't know what was going on, he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

The next moment.

"Bang!"

"Rumble ......"

The ground bursts.

Two figures, under the shocked gaze of the tomb clansmen, rose from the ground.

"White ...... White Aya?"

"Little sister."

「……」

After the clansmen saw it clearly, their eyes couldn't help but be stunned.

Mu Tian immediately stepped forward and rushed forward, the excitement on his face could not be hidden.

The outsider did it.

He protected his little sister!

At the same time.

Ye Wentian and the others have already stabilized their figures.

Glancing at the village, Ye Wentian didn't plan to stay longer.

"The goods from the Daomen may come back." Ye Wentian turned his head and glanced at the person beside him.

A cold glint flashed in Ziyun's eyes.

"As long as it's in the Tomb Mountain, that old thing isn't my match."

"It's not hard to suppress." Ziyun had a confident look on her face.

In a short period of time, it is back to its full potential.

Even if there is only one breath, it is still easy to suppress a half-step god junior.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"Don't kill him, I'll be useful to him." Ye Wentian smiled and spoke.

"Yes."

"Abolish its Dao foundation, imprison the clan, I'll wait for you to come next time." Zi Yun flashed her eyes and replied softly.

Between the two of them.

The people of the tomb clan have already surrounded them.

Seeing this scene, Ziyun's eyes flashed, and the fierce breath around her dissipated, and her eyes were a little clearer.

"I'm Shiraya." Bai Aya turned her head and looked at Ye Wentian beside her.

There was a little more resentment in her eyes.

Ip Man felt embarrassed.

"That...... Your martial arts talent is good, and with the help of your clan's ancestors, your strength will increase very quickly."

"Goodbye."

Ye Wentian raised his hand and saluted.

Let's talk about it.

He turned, and the figure brought out the afterimage, and flashed away in the direction of the mountain.

Bai Aya was stunned for a moment.

Reacting, she wanted to say something more, but the person in front of her had already disappeared.

"This guy said he was going to teach me Lefa." Bai Aya couldn't help but pout.

About Leifa.

Ip Man-tian has not forgotten.

It's just that now, with the shattering of the black ding, it is not necessary to learn it, and with the strength of Ziyun, Lei Fa will naturally know it.

This time I entered the tomb mountain, and two days passed.

The Zhongzhou Martial League is about to start, and he has to go back to Dayan as soon as possible, the so-called Yan League, Ye Wentian can't believe it.

Leave the Tomb Hill and walk through the western suburbs.

Ye Wentian's figure quickly disappeared on the mountain road and headed towards Dadong City.

Dadongcheng, Xicheng District.

Inside the Dream Manor.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

There was a muffled sound.

There was a terrifying spiritual power that swept through the middle courtyard, and the dreamer warriors were all pale, and their bodies retreated again and again.

"Poof......" The dream of the master of the family is always there, and his body was blasted away by a huge force, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood and slammed it on the ground.

"The head of the house!"

"The head of the house!"

「……」

The high-level members of the Dream Family, as well as the descendants of the family, all gathered in the martial arts arena of the Intermediate Courtyard at this time.

When everyone saw the head of the family being blown away, the worry on their faces could not be hidden, and they hurriedly rushed forward.

"I...... I'm fine."

"Elder Qiong, Elder Zhao, both belong to the four major clans of Dadong City, there is no need to do things so desperately, right?" The Dream Master pressed the injuries on his body and gritted his teeth and looked ahead.

Caused by the gaze.

Not far ahead, there were four figures, slowly walking into the courtyard.

The leader is Qiong, Zhao, the two ancestors.

The other two beside him, if Ye Wentian was present, could also recognize at a glance that they were the two eastern envoys who besieged him with Doctor Mo before.

Four people, four fitted big guys, like this

's lineup is enough to push the entire Great Eastern City.

"Junior, do you have the qualifications to talk to the old man?" Qiong Lao's eyes were full of contempt and did not hide it, and he glanced at the person in front of him.

"Hum!"

"Whistling ......"

He took a sudden step forward.

A terrifying aura condensed into a hurricane and swept forward.

"This ......" The Dream Master's eyes trembled, and he instantly felt the threat of death, and this blow would definitely kill him.

If you want to dodge, it's too late.

That's when it happened.

"Break!"

"Bang...... Boom."

Behind the inner courtyard, there was a soft drink.

A flash of light rushed out like an arrow, sweeping away the terrifying hurricane.

At the same time.

The ancestor of the dreamer, Mengyi, appeared in the inner courtyard.

"Meet the Ancestor."

"Meet ......"

Mengchang was in the aftermath of the catastrophe, and after reacting, he hurriedly took the dreamers to bend over to meet them. Xiu Shu

The four people led by Qiong and Zhao in front of them swept their eyes at the same time.

"Huh."

"Dreamfall."

"Today, the old man is here to destroy your dreamer." Qiong Lao sneered and shouted bluntly.