Caused by the light of the eyes.

The three fierce demon spirits in front of them were instantly shocked and flew out, and the aura around them was directly dispersed.

"You don't have the slightest power to fight back?"

"It is worthy of being a person who can take the virginity of the Holy Maiden in the midst of all armies, and the rumors are not exaggerated at all."

「……」

The sunflower tribesmen have a look of reverence in their eyes.

"Senpai."

"How strong is this Great Flame Dragon King?" The Sunflower Patriarch was shaken in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wan Xu Zhong on the side.

In her understanding, even a well-fitting martial artist could not be strong to this extent.

Wan Xu smiled heavily, and his face was a little more arrogant.

"Mr. Ye, I am the strongest person in my Great Yan Martial Arts Realm."

"All the martial artists of Great Yan are recognized as the first, do you understand the weight?" Wan Xu glanced at the person next to him again, and responded bluntly.

The one in front.

Not long ago, he forcibly killed the leader of the Sword Alliance, and the leader of the Yan Alliance opened his mouth to admit defeat.

The leader of the Great Yan Martial Arts is well deserved.

"No. ...... First."

"Even if Great Yan returns to the strong, isn't it as good as him?"

"It was my clumsy eyes that almost harmed my people." The Sunflower Patriarch couldn't help but take a deep breath, and it wasn't until this moment that she reacted slightly.

In the past, the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm was the first, and the weight was average.

Today, it's a different story.

In the extraterritorial martial arts world, it is no secret that the powerhouses of the previous era in the Great Yan Martial Arts world have returned.

"He's not rampant, he really has the strength." The Sunflower Patriarch couldn't help but sigh, looking ahead, a strange light burst out in his eyes.

Everyone's eyes are shining.

At this time, Ye Wentian stepped forward.

"Whew!"

「……」

In the next second, he was already standing in front of the long-haired man.

"You ......," the long-haired man wanted to say something.

"Smack!"

A slap fell...

A crisp sound echoed all around.

"Don't beep."

"I ask, you answer, or you will be killed." Ye Wentian let go of his palm, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

The long-haired man covered his face, and the whole person was stunned.

This slap seemed to pull him back to reality, and at this moment there was no anger on his face, and horror faintly flashed in his eyes.

The person in front of him is terrifyingly strong!

Let him have a feeling of facing the ancestors and elders in the door.

"Name, place of origin."

"Why did you come to the Polar Wasteland?" Ye Wentian asked bluntly.

These goods.

The strength is obvious, beyond the level of the Polar Wasteland tribes.

The art of beast control has a restraining effect on the wasteland tribes.

"Xu...... Xu Tu."

"I'm from the North Sea, the Beast Gate."

"The Polar Wasteland is originally the enclosure of this sect, and the core disciples of this sect can come to experience." Xu Tu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied very crisply.

Ip Mantian's eyes flashed.

North Sea?

Overseas Immortal Gate?

"What does enclosure mean?" Ye Wentian's eyes were calm and he asked again.

Naturally, there is more than one door overseas.

This is to be expected.

"You ......"

"I can't say, you spare my life, I will leave the polar wasteland immediately, and never set foot outside the territory again." Xu Tu's eyes were full of horror, and he stared at the person in front of him.

Ye Wentian's eyes were cold, and he glanced deeply at the person in front of him.

This one look.

Xu Tu suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if the whole person had fallen into an ice cave.

It seems that in the next second, the killing machine is coming.

"Circle...... The enclosure is, I am the beast gate......

Xu Tugang wanted to speak, but before he finished speaking, the spiritual power around his body instantly wreaked.

"Poof!"

"Save ...... Help me."

Xu Tu's face turned red, and his body began to swell, and a complex rune mark appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and the rune spread like countless poisonous insects all over his body in an instant.

"Huh?"

"Curse Seal."

"Break it for me." Ye Wentian's eyes froze, and he quickly pinched the trick in his hand and pressed it towards the forehead of the person in front of him.

This one.

The expansion of Xu Tu's body has obviously slowed down a lot.

The horror on his face was not gone, but there was a faint gratitude in his eyes.

"Thank you......

"Bang!"

"Boom."

Xu didn't finish his words.

At the chest, a burst of blood mist erupted, and there seemed to be a cannonball exploding in the body, and the whole person's eyes widened, and he died in an instant.

Ye Wentian's face turned a little colder.

"This spell mark is not bad."

"At least it was set up by a god-level martial artist." Ye Mantian's eyes flickered slightly, with his current strength, he couldn't suppress his explosion.

Overseas immortal gate is worthy of its name.

"Whew!"

「……」

Raise your hand.

The golden collar in Xu Tu's hand was grabbed by Ye Wentian in his hand. Look at the book

"General."

"It's not as good as my White Tiger Ding." Ye Wentian glanced at it, but he lost interest, and directly threw it to Wan Xu Zhong behind him.

Wan Xu was so excited that he couldn't speak, and he bent down again to thank him.

Ye Wentian waved his hand.

There was a slight groan.

His gaze fell on the far side of the wasteland.

As far as the eye can see, it is an endless grassland, the feeling of his own dragon seal, Xuan Jingcheng's position is getting farther and farther away from him.

"Where's that direction?" Ye Wentian followed his feeling and pointed to the southeast position in front of him.

The sunflower patriarch hurriedly stepped forward at this time.

The deference on her face was hard to hide, and she first bent down and bowed.

"The Polar Wasteland is roughly divided into circles within circles, and my Sunflower tribe is only a small clan and is not eligible to enter the circle."

"The location that the gentleman is referring to, about three hundred miles ahead, is in the circle."

"The nearest tribe is the Fujiki Clan, one of the thirty-six tribes of the Polar Wasteland." The Sunflower Patriarch did not hesitate and responded in a loud voice.

After hearing this, a smile appeared on Ye Wentian's face.

The Fujiki clan.

It's an old acquaintance.

"You Sunflower tribe can choose to stay, or you may move to the Great Yan Zhongzhou through the sub-array, which Zhongzhou can still eat." Ye Wentian retracted his gaze and glanced at the person in front of him.

The Sunflower Patriarch shuddered.

The look of hurry on his face was overflowing.

"Thank you, Great Flame Dragon King."

"Where are the people of my clan, follow me to see Tengzu." The Sunflower Patriarch's eyes showed determination, and then he fell directly to the ground.

The tribal inheritance rules, the person who can protect the clansmen is their Tengzu.

"Meet Tengzu!"

「……」

Seeing this, the tribesmen fell to their knees and bowed down in worship, their faces full of reverence.

Meanwhile.

Wan Xu Zhong had already subdued the demon spirit, and the beast ring was put on his wrist.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wan Xu Zhong is also very eye-catching.

"Mr. Ye."

"Now that you're in the wasteland, you don't have to rush anything."

"According to Wan, you can stay in the Sunflower Tribe for a few days, Wan can control the wind, and this matter will never be spread." Wan Xu squeezed his eyes and smiled.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Why didn't he find out that the goods in front of him were so obscene?

"Get out."

"First

Go to the Fujiki Clan." Ye Wentian glanced at Wan Xu Chong.

Xuan Jingcheng is in the position, the distance has exceeded thousands of miles, and it is difficult to catch up for a while.

The other party didn't kill him, so he said that he would be fine for the time being, no matter how injured Xuan Jingcheng was, he had a dragon seal, which could make him recover instantly.

As for the overseas Imperial Beast Gate, the Fujiki clan, as one of the thirty-six tribes, should be relatively clear.

And the Tengzu of this clan, Ye Wentian has long wanted to see it.

And at the same time.

Polar wasteland, a plain somewhere within the circle.

"Huh?"

"Xu Tu is dead?" A handsome young man dressed in a gorgeous costume slowly raised his hand, and a touch of jade in his palm suddenly shattered.

"Didn't he go to destroy that little clan?"

"Humph!"

"Stop all and return with this young master, this young master wants to see who ate the bear-hearted leopard gall and dared to kill my core disciple of the Royal Beast Sect."

The young man in Chinese clothes couldn't help but snort coldly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.