When I caught a glimpse of Ye Chuyue, I felt a little more playful.

"You are still the first person who dares to tease me." A smile escaped from Lord Yan's throat.

The Yan Palace guard on the side mocked:

"This Ye Chuyue is out of her mind, right? She is only in the Martial God realm, but she still wants to break open the magic prison? It's just a fool's dream."

"Click, click, click!"

The guard's eyes suddenly shrank, and he stretched his neck to look closely.

But he saw veins popping up on the back of the young man's hands.

The prison pillars under his hands were twisting to both sides, and the gap in the middle was getting wider and wider. Inside, Zuo Tianmeng and the others had surprised expressions.

"Click, click."

"Give it to me, break it!"

The young man growled.

The overdraft demonic energy travels across the arms to the other side. The flowers dry up and bloom again, bloom and dry up again, and so on.

Then I saw the magic prison completely explode with a bang!

The strong demonic energy turned the boy's red clothes purple-black.

In the fragmented light.

The young man faced the great elder. Zuo Sect Master knelt down on one knee and said, "Disciple Ye Chuyue, I would like to welcome all the teachers and brothers!"

The more than a hundred disciples who entered the formation behind him knelt down one after another.

Zuo Tianmeng burst into tears.

The great elder swallowed harder.

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Chapter completed!