boom!

In the midst of the valley, two figures stood in confrontation, and their clothes danced. They were full of powerful spiritual power fluctuations. The two energy fluctuations collided together, and in an instant, bursts of heat waves spread around.

At this moment, the disciples of the upper and lower tribes located nearby all raised their heads and looked up at the two opposing figures. Many disciples of the upper tribe were joking, obviously they were not optimistic that Ye Han could compete with Ye Xuanwu.

You know, Ye Xuanwu had already entered the Purple Palace realm half a year ago and was strong. Looking at the entire upper clan, he was enough to rank in the top ten. Ye Han practiced Taoist pills and was definitely incomparable to Ye Xuanwu in martial arts.

However, Ye Tian, ​​Ye Fan and Ye Hongyi looked at each other nervously, clenched their fists secretly, and believed in their eyes.

"Haha, it turns out that I have entered the late stage of the Spirit Realm. No wonder I dare to challenge me. It's good to put it in the upper tribe. But this strength is probably not enough in front of me."

Ye Xuanwu had a hint of coldness and arrogance at the corner of his mouth, as if he had a condescending attitude.

"Don't say too early, otherwise you will lose badly later and you won't be able to get out of the market."

Ye Han hugged his hands and said lightly.

Now that he has cultivated the Nine Yang Golden Body, even the strong man in the Purple Palace Realm dares to fight him!

If it were before, he would have been afraid of Ye Xuanwu's three-pointer. But now, this fear has long disappeared.

This is confidence!

"Hahahaha! Arrogant boy, I will let you understand how big the gap between you and me is later! But don't worry, I won't kill you. But I will ravage you hard on the soles of your feet and make you look faceless!"

Ye Xuanwu couldn't help laughing wildly.

boom!

Suddenly, his tiger body shook, and a light brown spiritual power burst out from his whole body, wrapped around his arms, full of tremendous power.

"Dissolve you in one move!"

He stepped on his feet in the air, like a whistling mountain, waving his fists at Ye Han. His heavy fist cut through the void and made a whimpering sound.

Looking at the figure coming, Ye Han took a deep breath and yelled in his heart.

The Nine Yang Golden Body, Open!

Buzz —

His body burst out with golden light, and then he stepped on his feet in the air, and his figure burst out like a golden beam of light.

Whoosh!

Two figures flew across the sky at the same time, as if they were two dazzling meteorites. Under the gaze of one by one, they collided heavily!

Dong!

At the moment of impact, a violent light burst out, covering the valley, so that everyone was so stinging that they couldn't open their eyes.

A stream of violent energy kept rushing towards the surroundings like a tide, causing the hot rocks on the ground to be shattered!

Ye Lingxiao stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly by the dazzling light. However, there was no expression on his face, because there was no suspense in this showdown from the beginning.

Puff!

Suddenly, a blood splashed out from the light. Then, everyone saw a figure falling from the sky like a broken winged bird, with blood!

Bang!

There was a dull sound, and when the figure fell heavily to the ground, he was covered in blood, and he was lying in the deep pit. At this moment, everyone saw his face and immediately showed a look of emotion!

That figure turned out to be Ye Xuanwu!

"How is it possible..."

Ye Lingxiao's pupils shrank like a needle tip, his face suddenly appeared with a touch of white blue, and his heart was as if it was terrifying. How could that bastard defeat Ye Xuanwu?!

Buzz —

At this time, a figure appeared in the air, and Ye Han's whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold foil. His skin was engraved with ancient sun patterns, bursting with bright and hot light, like a god of war standing in the sun, extremely domineering!

His golden pupils looked at Ye Lingxiao, with a little provocation in his eyes!

Wow—

"This is...the Nine Yang Golden Body?!"

At this moment, some disciples couldn't help but scream in a panic, their eyes filled with deep horror. This shock was even stronger than Ye Xuanwu's defeat!

Nine Yang Golden Body is the oldest and most powerful body-forging technique in the Ye clan!

Only by activating the Nine Yang Divine Vein can one be qualified to cultivate the Nine Yang Golden Body. Even Ye Lingxiao did not succeed in practicing.

Therefore, when they saw Ye Han, a descendant of a clan, cultivated the Nine Yang Golden Body, the shock was indescribable!

"Is it him?"

In the crowd, a woman in purple robe clenched her jade fist and gritted her silver teeth. This woman was naturally Ye Qingxian. She had already guessed that Ye Han was the mysterious man who took away the Nine Yang Golden Bone.

Crack~

Ye Lingxiao clenched his fists, and his usual plain face also showed a hint of ferociousness. He had such a strong murderous intent for the first time. He once did not take Ye Han seriously at all, but in just a few days, this guy made him feel a strong sense of threat.

He has been coveting the Nine Yang Golden Body for a long time, and he knows the strength of the Nine Yang Golden Body. Once the Nine Yang is turned on, even if you look at the entire Qingzhou, you will definitely be an invincible existence!

His eyes were jealous and hatred, and bloodshots appeared in his pupils.

Just as the atmosphere was tense, suddenly an ancient voice echoed in the valley.

"One has practiced the Nine Yang Golden Body, and the other has awakened the Nine Yang Divine Vein. It seems that our clan has been around for thousands of years and is still in a long and has no decline. This has made me very relieved. No wonder the ancestor weapon has moved."

Buzz!

A space crack suddenly broke out above the valley, and then a white-haired old man shrouded in the light of the sun slowly stepped out and stood in front of the altar.

"What a terrifying strength!"

In an instant, Ye Lingxiao and Ye Han all their pupils suddenly shrank, and their bodies instinctively took a few steps back, their faces full of fear.

The old man had a kind smile, was thin and looked fairy-like. He had no spiritual power fluctuations all over his body, but the invisible sense of pressure made the space around everyone seem to be imprisoned.

Even the spiritual power in their bodies seemed to be unable to operate and became blocked.

Ye Han's eyes were full of horror. He felt that the white-haired old man was unfathomable, even stronger than the two old men!

"I dare to ask the senior, yes..."

Ye Lingxiao bowed respectfully.

Facing such a peerless master, even he has to put his posture very low.

"I am the guardian of the ancestral weapon. I have been waiting here for thousands of years, just to wait for those who are qualified to take away the ancestral weapon."

The voice of the white-haired old man is full of vicissitudes of life and age, and is also ethereal and ethereal.

"The Guardian of the Ancestral Weapon..."
Chapter completed!