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The demon was trembling with anger, at this time, the feelings were not good, and the python god Jiao didn't believe them at all! Originally, he came to provoke the Wu clan, but he didn't expect to be tricked by Ye Qinghan.

"Everyone is a guest from afar, these days are the canonization ceremony of my witch clan witch god, I hope that there is a grudge, you can wait for a few days to go out of the witch clan and then liquidate, in my witch ancestral land, no one is allowed to use force without authorization, otherwise don't blame the old man for being polite." The second generation of the witch god warned indifferently.

The second generation of the witch god was angry, no one dared to say more, after all, he was the oldest living existence, and he controlled the most powerful power in the ancestral land of the witch clan.

However, if Mo Li and others dare to come, they naturally have the strength to come, and besides, the two armies will not fight and not kill, this is the rule, and if they really fight, the Wu clan will not stand cheap.

Ye Qinghan licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, showed a sly smile, and stood aside silently, specializing in sowing discord.

Everyone quieted down, and the second generation of witch gods took everyone to the side hall of the witch god, which was huge, golden and brilliant, and all kinds of rare treasures were displayed here.

Nearly 500 tables are placed in an orderly manner, divided into fifty rows, the center is separated, there are twenty-five rows on both sides, extending from the witch god position in the hall to the entrance of the hall, more than 1,000 people do not seem crowded here, and there are not too many people who can participate in the Wu clan witch god promotion ceremony, plus the protector is only a thousand people.

There are no chairs, the table is very low, you can reach the table by sitting on the ground, the table is full of rare spirit fruit divine brew, and it is rare to see it in a hundred lifetimes outside, even if it is a person like Ye Qinghan who often wanders, he may not be able to see it.

"Python God Jiao Daoyou, Demon Daoist Friend, you two are seated, all gods, please sit in the first row on both sides. "The second generation of witch gods came to the position of the witch god, condescending, looking down at everyone, but no one dared to say anything.

Soon, everyone was seated, almost all of them occupied a column by one force, and there were only about fifty people who could participate in the ceremony, and the second generation of witch gods had already arranged according to the plan.

"Light cold, come and be on my side. "The second-generation witch god made special arrangements for Ye Qinghan.

The corners of Ye Qinghan's eyes moved, and he saw that there was indeed a special small table arranged on the side of the second-generation witch god, and there was a long table behind the small table, which could seat about four people, so he took Jiang Jingtian and the others to sit over.

Many gods are very dissatisfied, why is a little Ye Qinghan sitting in front of the python god Jiao, especially in the first place! And the others are even more obscure, and Li Feng and Gu Qingyu are quite famous, but they are obviously not as good as the gods, and those who can be qualified to sit there are not enough qualifications!

Sure enough, Demon Li took advantage of the situation and said disdainfully, "Senior, although you are a second-generation senior, don't insult everyone like this, let Ye Qinghan sit beside you, where do you put all the heroes in the world?"

"That's right! Today, all my twenty-one Supreme Holy Land Divine Sons gathered, giving the Wu Clan enough face, but the nobles arranged a waste of broken martial arts origin in the first seat, don't you look down on me too much?" asked Ji Tianshen Martial King in a low voice.

Many gods have expressed their support for the Martial King of Ji Tianshen, including the descendant of the Purple Emperor, Zisheng, his status is much higher than that of Zixian, after all, Zixian is a woman, and many things in the Zi family are not accessible to her, but Zisheng can.

Ye Qinghan sat at the table and didn't make a sound, but quietly looked at the second-generation witch god to see how he dealt with it.

The second-generation witch god frowned, and said hoarsely, "Qing Han is the only disciple of the old man's sect, which is equivalent to my own son, such an important ceremony, why can't he sit next to me?"

Everyone still didn't buy it, but the discussion was quieter, after all, it was a family matter.

Moli was unwilling to give up, Ye Qinghan humiliated himself in public, how could he get it back this time!

"It turns out that he is the only heir of the second generation of predecessors, he must be amazingly cultivated, even if the origin of martial arts is broken, he should be able to win most of the world's heroes, if he can't win, how can he prove that he is a disciple of your old man?

Ye Qinghan looked at Mo Li calmly, fighting with him, so that Mo Li could win with one head.

"That's natural, if it's a disciple of the second generation of seniors, I'm afraid some gods may not be his opponents, although the origin of martial arts is broken, you can also win against me and other domestic slave elites, Ye Daoyou, it's better to have a friendship exchange, I order my followers, domestic slave Cangxuan to fight with you, as long as you can win, I don't think everyone will doubt your identity." ”

The Divine Son of the Supreme Holy Land of Time and Space The Overlord of the Sky waved his hand lightly, and a young man with an imposing momentum walked out behind him, and as soon as his figure moved, the entire time and space were distorted and moved, and it could be seen that he had obtained the true transmission of the Holy Land of Time and Space.

The overlord of the sky, known as the king of the sky, the supreme overlord, the avenue of time and space has been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, waving his hand and twisting time and space, all the laws are under control, and the followers under his hands are all kings of the generation, and they are the top existences.

Cangxuan stepped out proudly, his robe rolled, hunting sounded, and he looked directly at Ye Qinghan.

"Ye Qinghan, don't worry, Cangxuan will never be a killer, you don't need to worry. Cang Jinjun, the overlord of the sky, had a touch of pride on his face, and looked at Ye Qinghan with a downward attitude.

Li Feng and the others couldn't sit still, Gu Qingyu even drew his sword directly and wanted to come out, but was stopped by Ye Qinghan, only to see him smile indifferently, and said calmly, "Children's fighting, killing, if I make a move, wouldn't it be a big bully to deal with your house slave, I will casually let a junior of my family guide and guide him, and it will not be in vain for the son of God to look down on this seat." ”

Cangxuan was furious and stared at Ye Qinghan, as if his dignity had been humiliated.

The overlord of the sky was also breathless, and his divine sense locked on Ye Qinghan, and his divine power suppressed it, wanting Ye Qinghan to be ugly.

Ye Qinghan didn't care very much, pulled out the divine bird that wanted to rise to the top and threw it on the table, and said lightly, "Daughter-in-law, teach Cangxuan to be a man, and also teach the Divine Son by the way, don't look down on people so doggy." ”

Sure enough, Ye Qinghan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, since this matter was provoked by the devil, then use the people of the Demon God Mountain to end it, the dignified ethereal body will not lose to the house slave of the supreme holy land, win, the hatred is naturally demonic, and the benefits are their own.

"Okay, it's just a house slave, how can you provoke my uncle's majesty, let me kick him out. Qin Wentian was originally sitting beside Mo Li, but he stood up without hesitation at this moment.

Demon Li's eyes signaled Qin Wentian not to make a move, but she pretended not to see it, and couldn't help but be angry.

The Sky Overlord frowned, his house slave would definitely not be able to win the most powerful ethereal body outside the top ten battle bodies, as for the Nine Turns Chaos Dao Body and the Great Demon Divine Dao Body were already supreme gods, except for the two of them, the ethereal body was the strongest battle body of the seven battle bodies, and Cangxuan was by no means an opponent.

"Demon Li, can't you even control your own subordinates? Back then, the Great Demon God momentum, you only inherited a name, right?" the Sky Overlord sneered disdainfully.

Click!

Mo Li clenched his iron fists, stared coldly at the overlord of the sky, and said hoarsely, "Cangkong, you are the overlord in the eyes of others, but not in my eyes, the ethereal body is a relative in my eyes, not a house slave, and not a subordinate, I don't care what she wants to do, if you think Cangxuan is not an opponent, then let him retreat." ”