The expressions of the other five ancient gods were a little complicated.

Ye Xuan glanced at everyone and said slowly: "Submission is not a matter of a word. I know what you want, but I also have something I want in the Nest of Gods."

"Just following the instructions of Emperor Ye."

Huntu Ancient Theology behaved and spoke first.

Ye Xuan took back the sage paper and soul box, and shook the old ghost wicker in his right hand.

As Ye Xuan shook the old ghost wicker stick, the faces of the six ancient gods changed drastically, as if Ye Xuan was beating them with this object.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Before that, let me ask you something. Do you all recognize this object?"

Ye Xuan raised the old ghost wicker in his hand.

As far as Ye Xuan knew, the power of Old Ghost Wicker was superior to that of Kong Ancient City.

Correspondingly, it is naturally superior to the Nest of Gods.

Because of this, he took it out to deal with these six ancient gods.

However, the reaction of these guys was a bit excessive.

Especially when it comes to surrender... Even if you consider that you can help them, you will never let go of your arrogance so easily.

Because he knows these ancient gods very well.

"I recognize it!"

The ancient god of muddy earth nodded without hesitation.

The other ancient gods also nodded.

A brilliant light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.

Sure enough, the entire ancient land of Daochu, whether it is Old Ghost Willow Tree or the Lord of the Buried Emperor, has some unknown connection.

Rumble——At this moment, the energy of chaos suddenly rolled crazily in the sky.

Surrounded by the chaotic energy, a Dharma form gradually formed.

It was an old man, sitting cross-legged high in the sky, with his eyebrows, beard and hair hanging down on his chest.

The moment the old man appeared, the expressions of the six ancient gods suddenly became solemn, and they all worshiped: "See the Ancient God of Chaos."


Chapter completed!