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Chapter 3470 War Letter

This girl is afraid that she has fallen in love.

Ye Xiong's interest in women has decreased a lot since the Lu Yao incident.

Once the relationship between a man and a woman breaks through to a friendship, there will be a lot of troubles.

Well, these are all Ye Xiong's nonsense. The most important thing is that he is afraid that You Ming, a jealous person, will get jealous.

"Girl Huo, when did you become so good at joking? What's the point of flirting with a married man? If you want to flirt with me, you're flirting with some young coquettish guy!" Ye Xiong laughed. He refused without making the other person lose face.

Huo Yan sighed secretly, knowing that he had no chance, and a look of despair appeared on his face.

Just when she was at a loss, suddenly, the token on her body trembled.

"Someone at home has contacted me. I'll go and reply." After Huo Yan finished speaking, he left directly.

Ye Xiong faced the east and continued to realize that Buddha is actually a demon.



Huo Yan flew more than ten kilometers and found a deserted place before taking out a piece of jade from his body.

There is a trace of blood flowing in the jade piece, which looks very strange.

At this time, the jade piece kept trembling, and the blood inside kept beating inside the jade pendant, so the jade piece trembled.

Huo Yan quickly input the power of blood into the jade piece.

After a while, a sound was emitted from the jade piece like a sound transmitter.

This is the famous cross-border sound transmission of the demon clan. Although it is not as clear as the water mirror image of the human monk, it is better because it uses less vitality, and the blood in the jade piece consumes very little. Unlike the vitality vial of the human monk, one vial can only

It only takes a short time, even just a few times.

The only regret is that this kind of sound transmission can only be done by people with the same bloodline.

"Yanyan, do you hear that?" an old woman's voice came out.

"Grandma, I listen, the voice is very clear." Huo Yan quickly replied.

"Yanyan, how is things going? Can you find a qualified person?" Grandma asked.

"Searching means finding one."

"How is the strength?"

"He has very good qualifications and unlimited prospects. He has only been in the Ascension Platform for a few hundred years and has become the second strongest person in the Ascension Platform's strength rankings." Huo Yan said.

"So strong, that's great, Yanyan, you must find a way to get close to him." Grandma said anxiously.

"We are friends now."

"Then have you told him that after he ascends to the God Realm, he can help us find the technique?"

"I said it, and he agreed."

"Just promise." Grandma breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and then said: "No, it's not enough to promise. In recent years, many people from our clan have gone out and called many qualified monks. They agreed to ascend to the divine world.

Help us find exercises, but in the end no one can do it."

"Grandma, Brother Ye said that he can definitely do it. He is different from ordinary people." Huo Yan said.

"You are called so kindly, are you familiar with each other?" Grandma asked.

"we are very good friends."

"Friends are not enough, you have to make him cherish you forever. If you can get married to him, that would be the best." Grandma said.

Huo Yan suddenly fell silent.

"Why, is he ugly?"

"No, he's not ugly."

"Then why don't you marry him."

Huo Yan didn't know how to tell her grandma for a moment, but she knew that the more she explained, the harder it would be to explain.

The more you explain, the more grandma talks!

"Yanyan, I know you are arrogant, but you also have to think about your clan. We have reached the point where we have to bow our heads. Over the years, there have been many female cultivators in our clan who have gone to the Ascension Platform, and they have all bowed their heads.

Head, all my hopes are now on you. If you still can't do it, then I can only let Feng'er go..."

"Grandma, don't let Feng'er come over, I will definitely do it." Huo Yan said quickly.

"I will give you another hundred years. If you can't do it, then I will let Feng'er go to the ascension platform. At that time, she will also have to sacrifice for the clan. Whether it is sacrificing body or life, it is not a pity. Gong

The law must be found."

"Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task."

"I hope you won't disappoint me." Grandma said and hung up.

Huo Yan stood blankly, lost in thought.

She has never forgotten her mission, which is to find someone strong enough to help the clan find the lost technique.

Over the past few thousand years, the clan has called several women to come to the Ascension Platform. In order to meet the peerless powerful man, they would do anything to get to know him, even if they sacrificed their own bodies and lives, it would not be a pity.

Compared to them, I am much better.

"Brother Ye, will he really help me?"

"I am not related to him, and he is willing to help me. At most, it is just a casual help. If he encounters something very difficult, or even life-threatening, will he help at all costs?" Huo Yan thought about it and felt that only

Relying on verbal promises is far from enough.

You must make him remember you forever.

Since I can't become his woman, I can only...

Huo Yan stood in the mountain blankly, thinking a lot in his mind.



In the following days, Ye Xiong stayed in Daomen Mountain, suddenly realized the third form of Buddha's Devil's Palm, and prepared for the thunder tribulation.

The God Realm is the last palace of monks, so one can imagine how difficult it is to ascend.

No one has ascended to the God Realm in the Ascension Platform for a long time. In the past few hundred years, the only person who has ascended to the God Realm is Ye Wentian, the reincarnation of the God Emperor.

The rest either perished or were struck by lightning so that their cultivation level plummeted, and they ended up miserable.

After Fairy Taoyuan died, Ye Xiong no longer had any opponents on the ascension platform, so he was considered safe.

Lu Chen, Monk Wu Xin, is already a friend with him, so he won't argue with him.

On this day, Ye Xiong was watching the sunrise in the back mountain and suddenly realized that the Buddha was actually a demon.

Suddenly, a stream of light fell from the sky and landed in front of him.

The person who came was a strange young man, carrying a sword on his back. He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and he couldn't detect his cultivation level.

"Is this the benefactor Ye Xiong?" the young man asked.

"I am, are you?" Ye Xiong looked at him doubtfully.

The young man did not reply, but took out an envelope from his body and handed it over.

"My master has given you a challenge. He will come to Daomen Mountain in a month. You should be well prepared," the young man said.

"Who is your master?" Ye Xiong frowned.

In his heart, he was afraid that the young man's master was here for the ascension order.

Now it is known that the only ones with the Ascension Order are him, Youming, Monk Wuxin and Sword God Lu Chen. It is normal for the other party to choose to challenge him.

"You will know after you open it. My master kept his signature." After the boy finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Xiong folded the envelope and took a look, only to see a line written on it: August 19th, challenge you and nine other people.

Ye Xiong flipped through it, but there was no signature, just this one line.

"Hey, young man, did you say it was signed by your master?" Ye Xiong shouted at the young man's back.

"My master never signs a challenge when he writes it." The voice gradually faded away.

No signature, no name.

Ye Xiong's eyes suddenly lit up.

In a one-on-nine battle, he is nameless!

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