Chapter 580: The Sea Clan is shocking, Hongmen Feast!

In the ancient realm, a beautiful ice beauty had a hint of color in her eyes, but there was a little dimness behind the color.

A few years ago, she had become the new female saint of the Ancient Realm, and no one who came out of the Ancient Realm was her enemy.

Her potential is no less than that of any Tianjiao in the world, but her reputation is not obvious in the world, except for the ancient realm, no one knows that she is a top Tianjiao.

She is a perfect existence that has inherited the emperor's blood, and she was born like an emperor's son, but she doesn't have any joy.

"Ning Ye!"

A soft murmur sounded, and I don't know how much emotion there was in the words, and finally it turned into speechlessness.

In the darkness, there was misery on Ling Lao's face, for this young lady, he had watched him grow up all the way, and he had already treated him as his own child.

"Since you chose to treat Miss like this, why did you have to accompany you for three years in the first place."

Ling Lao couldn't help but shout in his heart, even though Ning Ye was no longer what he was back then, reaching a point beyond the reach of the entire Gu Clan, he still couldn't help but want to have a kind of anger.

My own lady can be said to be peerless in the Western Continent, how many people want to be her guests, but that one turns a blind eye to all this.

It's just that after thinking about it, Ling Lao finally sighed, that person has such qualifications, but he is bitter Miss.

Time continued, Daer's expression still did not change, her eyes fell into the distance, and there was only confusion in her eyes.

"Miss, let's go to the Far West!"

As if he had mustered up his courage, Ling Lao's voice sounded again, and he couldn't help it after all.

"Will he still see me?"

A faint voice sounded, he had already had the intention of refusing back then, and now he still sees himself.

"Always give it a try!"

Ling Lao's voice sounded again, with a hint of helplessness in his words.

Jiu Jiu Dai'er's voice didn't sound, and the whole surroundings fell into silence, maybe when he was young, Ling Lao could still guess the young lady's thoughts.

But after Dai'er came back from Beijiang, it became impossible for Ling Lao to look directly, and even Dai'er's strength had already surpassed him, and her breath was even more unpredictable.

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In ten days, a wave of overlord aura descended on Beijiang, and the Holy Land had already prepared everything, and the hotel had already been booked.

Some overlords are a little curious when they see the products of technological civilization, but that's all, these useless mortal things don't have much attraction to them.

"This is already the first overlord?"

"There are at least thirty of them, and you must know that tomorrow is the time for the Holy Lord to invite."

"A true pilgrimage of all nations, only the Holy Lord in the entire Western Continent can do this."

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All parts of Beijiang were already full of creatures, but these people all looked at the holy mountain with envious eyes, and then talked about it.

Not everyone can go up to the Holy Mountain, except for the disciples of the Holy Land, there are only some strong people left, even during the period when the Holy Land is in decline.

Except for some people who may be close to you, it is difficult to ascend to the Holy Land, and today is also a very solemn day for many people in the Holy Land.

Before, only a few people knew about Ning Ye's return, but now that the entire Holy Land knew about it, it could be said that this was the real backbone.

In the case that Ning Ye did not return, the Holy Land even had some reluctance to have first-class forces, if it weren't for Zhang Junbao who stepped into the position of a saint not long ago, he wouldn't even have a card.

Of course, there is no danger in the Holy Land, after all, with the existence of the Willow God, even the Supreme does not dare to enter the Far West Land easily.

Compared with the bustle of the extreme west, the Xihai Clan at this time was a little frightened, because the overlord aura on the continent also did not hide from the Sea Clan.

He is also very concerned about this grand event in the extreme west, because if this Holy Lord wants to start a war against the Sea Clan, then Xihai is only afraid that it will be fried.

Although it doesn't feel like this is possible, it still can't stop the sea clan creatures from thinking wildly, it's really too close to here.

Although the Sea Clan also has a hegemon-level existence, one Western Sea alone is not enough to fight against the entire Western Continent.

Although the overall strength of the Sea Clan is good, it can be regarded as the top race in the world, but it needs to be gathered together, if it is not united, it is comparable to a Western Continent at most.

Don't underestimate the potential of the Western Continent, after all, there are hidden hole cards on the continent, and even the current Ning Ye is a little frightened.

Even if his cultivation reached this point, Ning Ye of the Western Continent alone could feel a few auras that were enough to bring him crisis.

If you think about it, after all, it is the fusion of all worlds, and even those small worlds may give birth to peerless powerhouses at the beginning of the birth of the world.

And then it is not impossible to seal yourself to live until now, there are too many strange creatures in the world, and many unknown methods have also been developed.

Even at this time, the Western Sea Emperor was always paying attention to this grand event, and the aura of this Holy Lord had already brought him enough pressure before, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

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When the agreed ten days were up, Ning Ye at the top of the Holy Land sat on a futon, with his back to the willow tree, and a small table was placed in front of him, on which a cup of freshly brewed tea was served.

In front of Ning Ye, there were hundreds of such small tables and futons, corresponding to the overlords of these Western Continents.

Each invitation card has a corresponding small table, but each position is naturally different, for example, the closer to Ning Ye is, the stronger the strength.

Similarly, if it is farther away, it means that this strength is farther, of course, compared to many grand events, it can be said that this place is extremely simple, but Ning Ye doesn't care.

"Now that the Overlord has arrived, I am waiting at the top of the Holy Land!"

Ning Ye's faint words spread throughout the entire Far West, this banquet should also begin, if you snub these people, it is not the way of the master.

Of course, many overlords must know the possibility of the Hongmen Banquet here, but they can't help but come, if they don't come, they will only die faster.

No one would think that this Holy Lord is a kind person, and when he comes to this position, he is destined to have a bloody back, and he doesn't know how much blood he has stained.

If you don't come, I'm afraid that I will become the target of this Holy Lord to make an example of the monkey, some overlords have some confidence in their strength, but most of them don't, they have only one choice.

When Ning Ye's words fell, streamers came at the foot of the holy mountain with invitations, and his eyes shrank slightly when he saw this holy master.

At this time, this Holy Lord seemed to be outside this piece of heaven and earth, silent, but obviously there again, giving people a feeling of contradiction, and he had transcended the means of the Holy Dao.

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