After the angry Minggu Emperor Clan kicked over his fellow clan, he pointed at Ye Xuan and cursed: You humble creature, you have been blasphemy against the Minggu Emperor Clan from the moment you stood on the throne of the ancestor of God!

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: Am I humble? Your immortal emperor ancestor, who is above and above, has left you humble things and fled for his life because of fear of my strength. Do you still need me to blaspheme the little sad faith in your heart?

you!

The angry people of the Ming Gu Emperor clan shouted excitedly: If you dare to blaspheme the immortal emperor ancestor of the Ming Gu Realm, you will regret it one day.

Ye Xuan sneered: I'm blaspheming, so what can you do?

Faith was hit hard, and the Minggu Emperor Clan, who was so angry that he lost control, shouted and pulled out the short sword from his waist and rushed towards the throne of the Emperor's Ancestor, trying to kill Ye Xuan, the blasphemer.

But as soon as they stepped on the stairs of the throne of the ancestor of God, arrows shot through the air behind them, nailing these angry and out of control of the Ming Ancient Emperors on the steps.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of corpses were nailed to the steps of the throne of the Emperor's Ancestor.

So many died in one go, and the remaining Minggu imperial clan, who were angry because of their blasphemy of faith, calmed down because of fear and retreated one after another.

Ye Xuan looked at the retreating Minggu Emperor Clan and sneered: It seems that your beliefs are not very sacred, and life is more important, right?

Ant, don't be proud. One day, the Emperor's ancestor will cut off your head and punish you for your serious sins! A priest from the ancient Ming cursed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a feather arrow flew over and shot through his abdomen, nailing him to the stone pillar in front of the steps.

The feather arrow just shot through his abdomen and did not completely kill him.

Ye Xuan looked at him and asked: How did a waste who left you, the lowly tribe, escape alone, become your faith? I think it's sad if I think about it.

The priest of the Ming Gu was bleeding from his mouth, and the reality cursed in anger, but as the blood kept flowing, death was approaching him.

He finally began to feel fear, no matter how sacred faith was, it was not worth mentioning in the face of death.

At the moment when the fear of death came, he finally began to feel scared and beg for mercy: Save me, save me

Do you want to survive? Ye Xuan looked at him with contemptuous eyes, like a stagnant ant.

The ancient priest of Minggu was finally defeated by the fear of death and nodded and said: I want to live, save me

Ye Xuan returned to his cold and indifferent expression and said loudly: Spoil the throne of the Emperor Ancestor, I will give you a chance to survive.

What

The priest of Minggu was stunned. He was struggling in his heart. Spitting on the throne of the Emperor Ancestor means that he also blasphemed the throne of the Emperor Ancestor, blasphemed the immortal Emperor Ancestor, and blasphemed the sacred faith of the Minggu imperial clan.

However, when blood keeps flowing, when life passes by little, when the fear of death comes to his head.

Finally, he surrendered, opened his mouth and spit out saliva mixed with blood foam, and cursed the sacred immortal emperor ancestor of the Ming Ancient Empire clan: You abandoned us first! You are not worthy of becoming the belief of the Ming Ancient Empire clan again!

Ye Xuan waved to the military formation.

Two followers of the military doctor and carried the Minggu priest down to stop the bleeding.

Ye Xuan looked around again and shouted loudly again: Do you want to live?

This time, the Nether Gu Emperor Clan did not dare to curse.

Ye Xuan raised his hand and pointed to the throne of the Emperor Ancestor and said loudly: Demolition of the throne of the Emperor Ancestor and you will survive! Otherwise, in three days, you will slaughter the ancient world of the underworld!

After saying that, Ye Xuan took a step down the steps and disappeared into the military formation.

The Longyuan Army surrounded the Emperor's Ancestor's throne in a radius of thousands of miles, and did not let any of the people of the Ming Ancient Emperors go away.

There are only three days, and after three days, the throne of the Emperor Ancestor has not been demolished, so all the Ming Ancient Emperors here will die.

Millions of people from the Ming Ancient Emperors under the throne of the Emperor Ancestor began to argue fiercely.

Some support the demolition of the throne of the Emperor, while others insist on their beliefs and do not agree to the demolition.

In the end, these ancient imperial clans were divided into two camps and quarreled with each other.

The Emperor's Ancestor doesn't care about our life and death at all. He left us and ran away. Why do we still have to protect the Emperor's Ancestor's throne for him? One side supports the demolition of the Emperor's Ancestor's throne.

This is the spiritual belief of the Ming Gu Emperor clan, and it cannot be demolished even if it dies! The other side firmly opposes it.

Then why don’t you die?!

You should die!

The two camps evolved from quarrels to conflicts, and there were frequent fights, but they did not immediately start to demolish the throne of the Emperor's Ancestor.

The leaders of the two camps gathered together to the High Priest Minggu and quarreled fiercely.

High Priest, what do you think should be done? How important is the throne of the Emperor's Ancestor? High Priest knows better than us and must not be removed!

If we don’t demolish it, we will die in three days. Now there are not three days, only two days left. If you want to die, why don’t you rush out to fight the army in the Jiuzhou Realm to maintain the sad belief in your heart!

The faith of the Ming Gu Emperor Clan is sacred!

What is the holy? It is so holy that he left his people to escape? I have heard a rumor that the existence of Di Feitian is the greatest disaster for the ancient imperial clan of the Ming Dynasty. In terms of talent, the furious emperor is much stronger than him. Di Feitian occupied all the luck of the ancient imperial clan of the Ming Dynasty, but he could not become immortal. His title of immortal emperor ancestor is a joke! A priest who knew the secret cried in grief.

The Emperor Ancestor is immortal! You are blaspheming the Emperor Ancestor! The Minggu Emperor Clan who insists on his faith roared.

Immortal? If he is really immortal, why can't he even win a god emperor from the lower world, and he doesn't even have the strength to compete with him. As soon as he sees the human god emperor, he fled in panic! The crying priest Minggu asked.

High Priest, you said, what should we do? We all listen to you.

Yes! High Priest, how to decide is up to you!

The two sides had a dispute and finally handed over the decision to the high priest, who is currently the highest-ranking position in the ancient world of the Netherworld.

The high priest Minggu looked gloomy and said nothing.

He could sit in the position of the High Priest, and naturally he could think of more things than other tribes.

He knew why Ye Xuan didn't kill them and why he gave them a chance to choose.

In fact, if the Longyuan Army wants to demolish the throne of the Emperor's Ancestor, it only takes one shot to solve it.

However, Ye Xuan did not do so.

These stupid people from the Minggu imperial clan did not know the reason, but the High Priest of the Minggu was very clear in his heart.

No matter what the reason is, there are only two results.

Either the throne of the Emperor's Ancestor would be removed or it would be slaughtered three days later.

There is no third way to go.
Chapter completed!