Chapter 1599, cynicism

Style: Heros Author: ChaotianguanWords: 2372Update Time: 24/01/11 15:00:03
In the stone pavilion, time and space fluctuate.

The old man in black robe and white hair flashed out and glanced at the sky in the distance.

"They should have received orders from the Nether Dragon Clan in Taixu Illusion Realm."

"In the past few days, the spirit fighting has been fierce and the momentum has been too great."

The white-haired old man nodded.

"well--"

"These dolls are really like a shadow."

Ye Xianxian shook her head, with a look of displeasure on her pretty face.

"There is no other way. The Black Evil Army is directly under the control of the elders of the Nether Dragon Clan in Taixu Illusion Realm."

"Those old immortals wish that the young lady would stay in an illusory realm for the rest of their lives."

The old man in black robe sneered.

He seemed not very interested in the elders of the Nether Dragon Clan in Taixu Illusion Realm.

While the three of them were talking, the sound of breaking wind in the air became louder and louder.

After a while, more than a dozen black shadows finally appeared in the sky above Mulan City.

The huge four-winged one-horned soul beast stayed in the sky above the Mou family.

"Whirring whirring--"

More than a dozen figures swooped down from the four-winged one-horned soul beast and appeared in the air in the courtyard of Ye Xianxian and others.

His eyes swept across the courtyard and stopped on Ye Xianxian.

"Yang Hong, the leader of the Black Evil Army, has met the young lady."

When the handsome man in black robe saw Ye Xianxian, a flash of fire flashed in his eyes.

He landed from the air and cupped his fists towards Ye Xianxian in salute.

Ye Xianxian frowned slightly.

"What are you doing in Mulan City in the Central Region?"

"oh--"

"The elders are worried that the young lady has suffered soul damage outside. They specially sent me to greet the young lady and return to the Taixu Illusion Realm."

Yang Hong smiled at Ye Xianxian.

His eyes swept across the courtyard, but he didn't find Ye Duoduo's figure, and his brows furrowed.

"With the old man and my wife as the young lady's personal bodyguards, what can happen?"

"Could it be that if you, a baby, have gone through the ceremony of the clan's altar, promoted your soul power level to seven rounds of soul rings, and become a fifty-third level demon master, you can protect the young lady from harming her soul."

The white-haired old man smiled.

There were no polite words in those words.

This old man's status in the Taixu Illusion Realm Nether Dragon Clan is not comparable to that of Yang Hong.

"Oh, Old Meng was joking. The elders sent me, but I can't refuse and execute it!"

Yang Hong didn't dare to neglect and bowed his hands in courtesy.

Yang Hong moved to suppress the situation, but the white-haired old man didn't say much.

Turning his gaze to Ye Xianxian, it was time to see what she meant.

"Miss, the elders are worried."

"You came out and started a fierce soul battle with Mingdu."

"If those dead ghosts know your identity, they will definitely arouse the spirit fighting craze and start a fierce spirit fighting like crazy."

"In that case, Taixu Illusion Realm will be in chaos."

"This time, the elders issued a death order. If the young lady is not brought back, all of us will be punished."

Yang Hong looked at Ye Xianxian and spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Xianxian frowned slightly.

She already knew that if she provoked a fierce soul fight against Mingdu and entered the Taixu Illusion Realm, someone from the Minglong Clan would definitely come to take her back.

However, I didn't expect that the dispatched Black Evil Army would arrive so quickly.

Ye Xianxian pondered for a while, then turned her beautiful eyes to the closed door.

"I'll go back in two days."

Yang Hong frowned and looked at the room with a cold look in his eyes.

"The Ye family, that master, is here too?"

"I wonder where the others are?"

"Hehehehe——"

"Back then, I said goodbye to Sunshine Soul Power Academy. I haven't seen him for several years. I wonder what his current soul power level is?"

There was a hint of ridicule in the words of Yang Hong, the leader of the Black Evil Army, and the pretty faces of Ye Xianxian and Si Xianxian in the stone pavilion sank slightly.

"Quack——"

The closed door suddenly opened slowly.

A tall figure walked out slowly.

A faint voice came out.

"It turned out to be Yang Hong, the leader of the Black Evil Army back then!"

"Hehehehe——"

"It's really disappointing, please don't be offended."

"After so many years of cultivating soul power, Yang Hong's soul power level has been promoted to a seventh-round soul ring, and he is a fifty-three-level demon master. This is really eye-opening for Ye Duo, and he is surprised."

The smile on Yang Hong's face slowly faded and suddenly turned gloomy.

His eyes were cold and frosty, staring at the young boy who slowly walked out of the room.

Where did Yang Hong think of it?

Back then, I dared to call him a useless person in front of him. Now he still wants to ridicule him, and he really thinks that because the young lady is protecting him, she can't provoke a fierce spirit fight and let his tail rise to the sky.

Yang Hong's cold look became more intense.

Ye Duoduo's figure finally stepped out.

Appear in the courtyard.

That delicate face was covered with a seemingly bright smile.

Ye Duoduo appeared, and a majestic and rich soul energy slowly spread out from the body.

Yang Hong's eyes suddenly tightened with a gloomy expression.

"Magic Immortal Master——"

Yang Hong looked at the person in front of him. Ye Duoduo stood casually, filled with the majestic and rich soul energy on his body.

Yang Hong's face became ugly at this moment.

"A demon master with fifty-eighth soul power."

Yang Hong stared at Ye Duoduo with gloomy eyes, feeling incredible in his heart.

Back then, when he was in the Sunshine Soul Power Academy, he came to the inner courtyard and saw Ye Duoduo for the first time. He was only a demon spirit master with a four-wheel soul ring.

At that time, he could not look directly at Ye Duoduo.

At that time, Wang You, the college’s chief elder, was also present.

This is an unforgettable memory for him.

Yang Hong, the leader of the Black Evil Army, never thought that after a few years, this useless person who was once a waste of the Ye family would advance to the eighth level of the soul ring and become a demon immortal master with level 58 soul power.

How could Yang Hong not be shocked by such a change between heaven and earth with just one soul ring.

Yang Hong looked gloomy.

Ye Duoduo's eyes slowly scanned.

There was a slight arc filled with coldness at the corner of his mouth.

That year, when this doll picked up Ye Xianxian, she didn't want to provoke him into a fierce spirit fight.

At that time, Wang You, the college's top elder, participated in the soul fight, and he was probably the one who suffered soul damage.

Even though the two of them didn't start a fight, Yang Hong had already remembered it thoroughly in his heart.

That year, what was given to him was that ridicule.

Over the past few years, Ye Duoduo has kept it firmly in mind.

From beginning to end, Ye Duoduo was not a generous person in his dealings with others.

There, Yang Hong took advantage of his low level of soul power to humiliate him in every possible way, and even provoked a fierce soul fighting, a kind of soul fighting fanaticism, which almost destroyed his soul.

Can this scene be forgotten?

"Hehehehe——"

"I really didn't expect that the Ye family, which has been in decline, can actually have a strong soul power at the level of a demon fairy. Does this really surprise the army?"

Yang Hong looked at Ye Duoduo with a gloomy face. For a while, he was still sarcastic.

"Oh, don't bother Yang Tongjun. Who can explain this kind of thing clearly. Back then, I was still a four-wheeled spirit ring demon master. After a few years, I may not be able to tell who is strong and who is weak."

Ye Duoduo smiled slightly.

Ye Duoduo's words were a bit sarcastic, and Yang Hong shook his head with a sneer.

"snort--"