Ye Heiji laughed, not taking Chabasa's threat to heart at all, and said: "Chabasa, in front of me, don't put on airs, the Qiyuan world has been ruined like this, and you haven't even taken it down. It’s really useless.”
The coldness in Chabasa's eyes became even worse. He stared at Ye Heiji closely and said, "It seems that you really intend to touch me first."
Ye Heiji was not afraid at all. Instead, he took a step forward and said, "Who is afraid of whom?"
The two are facing each other tit for tat, neither giving in to the other. The war has not yet begun, and a big war is about to break out between these two people.
"That's enough, now is not the time for you two to fool around."
Suddenly, a somewhat majestic voice came, and a large piece of gloomy air was seen rolling in from the sky.
A middle-aged man descended from the sky, exuding an unparalleled sense of oppression. Although he has not become an immortal, his cultivation has reached the peak of ordinary cultivation.
This is a Nine Tribulation Quasi-immortal!
"Yan clan!"
When Ye Heiji and Cha Posua, who were facing each other, felt the middle-aged man's aura, their expressions changed.
The Yan clan, one of the "upper three clans" among the nine clans in the underworld, is one of the most transcendent beings in the underworld.
Even the Asuras, a fierce fighting race, are not qualified to enter the ranks of the upper three tribes.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Heiji and Chabasa indifferently, not taking these two talented people seriously at all, and just said calmly: "If you want to do something, I can practice with you."
Ye Heiji immediately put on a smile and said, "It turns out to be Senior Yan Dong. I have heard of Senior Yan Dong for a long time and have admired him for a long time."
Although Chabasa couldn't stand Ye Heiji's face, she didn't continue to argue with Ye Heiji, who was stronger than her in terms of origin and cultivation, Yan Dong, and finally just snorted coldly.
Ye Heiji looked around and saw no army of the Yan tribe coming except Yan Dong. He could only ask tentatively: "Senior Yan Dong came alone?"
Yan Dong glanced at him and said, "Is there any problem?"
Ye Heiji smiled and said: "Of course not, I just think that if the Yan Clan army comes in person, it will definitely be able to capture the Qiyuan Realm faster."
Yan Dong said lightly: "The current Qiyuan Realm is not worthy of having the Yan Clan army come in person."
"That is, that is."
Ye Heiji said this, but in his heart he had already scolded Yan Dong's eighteen generations of ancestors.
This guy is clearly here to grab the credit.
It is no secret that the Qiyuan World was once a top-notch world. Although the current Qiyuan World is dilapidated and there is nothing to loot, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It is not easy to destroy a big world. Small achievements can even be rewarded by the underworld.
Yan Dong suddenly appeared without any troops. He made it clear that he wanted to let the Chaling Clan and Yaksha Clan contribute, so that he could get the most credit without any effort.
It's a pity, what can you do even if you know?
No one is from the Yan clan. The Yasha clan and the Shaling clan can't afford to offend the Yan clan, one of the three clans. They have no chance of fighting for their strength or background.
I saw Yan Dong taking a few steps forward, and his voice spread across the world like a yellow bell: "Where are the creatures in Qiyuan Realm?"
"Where are the creatures in Qiyuan Realm?"
"Where are the creatures in Qiyuan Realm?"
"...."
This voice spread to every corner of the world, but there was no response at all.
"Can't you hide and come out?"
Yan Dongru muttered to himself.
"Then we have to completely destroy this place."
Yan Dong was obviously a person who didn't like to talk nonsense. He slowly stretched out his palm, and powerful energy condensed from the palm, seeming to be brewing an extremely terrifying attack.
At this moment, a small black dot appeared in the eyes of all the creatures in the underworld. Because it was too small to see clearly, no one paid attention to it at first.
However, as it got closer, they realized it was a human figure.
"Um?"
Yan Dong raised his brows slightly and noticed the figure approaching very quickly.
The figure's speed was very fast, which could be said to be incredibly fast, but Yan Dong didn't pay too much attention.
With his cultivation level, there are not many things in this world that he cares about.
However, this figure seemed to be coming towards him.
"A fly's last struggle before death? It's really boring."
Yan Dong said this, he thought it was some ignorant monk from the Qiyuan world who wanted to shake his big tree with the power of a mere mayfly.
Therefore, he had no intention of avoiding it.
However, what happened next was an unforgettable dramatic scene.
I saw this figure rushing in front of Yan Dong and punching out.
At this time, Yan Dong noticed something, his expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to retreat, but found that it was too late.
boom!
There was only a muffled sound, and half of Yan Dong's head was instantly blown away by this punch.
"What?!"
This scene stunned all the creatures in the underworld.
How could a majestic Nine-Tribulation quasi-immortal have half of his head knocked off so easily? ? ?
If it hadn't happened right in front of their eyes, they would never have believed that all of this was real.
After Chabasa saw clearly the appearance of the person who made the move, he was immediately shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face: "That person is..."
The person who took action was a woman.
She was dressed in a cherry blossom white robe, with fairy runes flowing on her snow-white skin. She exuded the aura of the supreme, full of vitality and ethereal. The only flaw was that her eyes were empty and dim, like a walking corpse.
Su Bujin.
Ye Heijing's eyes burst out with light, and he looked at Su Bujin with great interest: "What a terrifying existence! Immortal? No, no, there seems to be something missing, and she doesn't seem to be a living person... ..."
"The bastards of the underworld have been waiting for you for a long time."
An old voice came, and a shepherd boy rode an old young man into the void.
Zhang Taiwei.
No one from the Yaksha tribe and the Cha Ling tribe dared to step forward. They all stayed in place, not daring to make any moves easily.
Of course they were not suppressed by a Three-Tribulation Quasi-immortal, but the scene where Yan Dong had half of his head smashed just now was too shocking.
Zhang Taiwei glanced at the army of the Yaksha tribe and the Cha Ling tribe, and said with full confidence in his old voice: "Didn't your immortals come?"
"Why do immortals need to take action against you?"
At this moment, Yan Dong's voice suddenly sounded.
It turned out that Yan Dong was not dead. On the contrary, the bloody wound on his head was being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few breaths, Yan Dong's half-shattered head recovered as before, with no trace of injury visible.
Yan Dong said: "It really scared me to death. I thought it was a real immortal who took action, but it turned out to be just a dead body. I think someone must have controlled her body, so she was able to attack me."
