An old ancestor from Burying Demon Mountain couldn't help but slapped Ye Wuchen with a palm.

boom!

With a loud bang, the old ancestor slapped Ye Wuchen's chest with his palm force.

When many ancestors of the Burial Demon Mountain thought Ye Wuchen would inevitably be shot to death, but everyone saw Ye Wuchen standing there, motionless, and saw that there was a faint golden light flowing on Ye Wuchen's body.

This golden light is composed of mysterious characters, exuding the breath of god! It seems that it does not belong to the mortal world.

The other masters of the Burial Demon Mountain were shocked when they saw the golden light. However, the ancestor of the Burial Demon Mountain, Mou Wangchen, looked horrified, as if he had seen the supreme terrifying existence.

"This, this is the light of the gods!" Mou Wangchen's voice trembled and he looked at Ye Wuchen in disbelief.

"What?! The light of the gods?!" Mou Chong and many ancestors of the Burial Demon Mountain were shocked when they heard this.

This light of the gods is a legend in the plane of Jiuzhou.

It seems that only that person back then did, and no one has ever performed it since that person.

Could this Ye Wuchen be the descendant or successor of that person?

Mou Wangchen pointed at Ye Wuchen, his eyes frightened: "You are, yes."

Mou Chong and others believed that Ye Wuchen might be just a descendant or successor of that person, but he knew that the secret of the light of the gods, the existence that had said that only he could do it. Even if he passed the secret method of the light of the gods to the descendants of the Ye family, the descendants of the Ye family could not use it.

As for the reason, that existence was not said.

Now, the young man in front of him has displayed the light of the gods.

This shows?!

"It seems that you haven't forgotten the secrets I told you about the light of the gods." Ye Wuchen saw Mou Wangchen's expression and knew that he still remembered the secrets of the light of the gods.

When Mou Wangchen heard this, his legs almost became weak.

"You, are you really an adult?!" His tongue was stiff.

At this time, Ye Wuchen sneered: "I ordered you to guard the ancient troll seal here. Now you not only betray my Ye family with the Wild Temple, but also want to refine the ancient troll seal. You are very brave."

Just now, Ye Wuchen used the eyes of the gods to see everything in the ancestral land of the Burial Demon Mountain through layers of space.

Mou Wangchen was so scared that he knelt down: "Great, sir."

He was suspicious at first, but now, how dare he have any more doubts?

Because no one knew about Ye Wuchen's order to guard the ancient troll seal here, and even the other ancestors of the Demon Mountain knew about it.

Mou Chong and many ancestors of the Zangmo Mountain looked at Mou Wangchen who was kneeling down and were stunned.

grown ups?!

At this time, the light of the gods on Ye Wuchen's body shone brightly, and he shocked the ancestor of Burial Demon Mountain who had taken action and shot it backwards.

That ancestor smashed through countless buildings in the Burial Demon Mountain.

Rolling gravel.

Mou Chong's throat was dry and asked Mou Wangchen in a weak voice: "Old ancestor Wang Chen, is he, yes?"

Mou Wangchen shouted angrily at the many ancestors of Mou Chong and the Demon-Zhan Mountain: "You might as well kneel down for me quickly. Have you seen the Lord of Nine Continents, the Great God Wuchen!"

Lord of Nine Continents! God Wuchen!

Mou Chong and the many ancestors of the Zangmo Mountain exploded in their minds, stunned and looked at Ye Wuchen in horror.

Ye, Ye Wuchen?

There are many people in this world with the same name and surname, so before, Mou Chong and others knew about Ye Wuchen’s recent deeds, but they didn’t think too much about it.

Now, Mou Wangchen, the oldest and strongest ancestor of their Burial Demon Mountain, actually said that Ye Wuchen in front of him was the lord of the Nine Continents, the great god Wuchen!

How could they not be shocked?

"Why don't you kneel down quickly!" Mou Wangchen roared and shouted.

Mou Chong and the many ancestors of the Zangmo Mountain did not dare to hesitate anymore, and all knelt down in fear.

Ye Wuchen looked at Mou Wangchen who was kneeling on the ground, and his fingers flicked. Suddenly, a dark black flame appeared on his fingertips. The dark black flame jumped at his fingertips. The terrifying power spread out, and the heaven and earth changed color, as if God was angry.

Mou Wangchen looked at the black flame and was even more frightened, with fear in his eyes: "The Wrath of God!"

God's Wrath!

This is a flame condensed by using the supreme secret method.

Back then, he had seen Ye Wuchen use this god's wrath to kill countless peak saints.

Even if it is the peak of the Holy Ancestor, it will be burned clean if it is touched by the wrath of the gods, and there is no such thing as ash left.

As if he knew what Ye Wuchen was going to do, Mou Wangchen knelt down and begged for mercy: "Sir, I know I was wrong. Please give me a chance to correct me."

Ye Wuchen shook his head: "I have given you a chance when you made a mistake back then. Moreover, I said back then that if you betray the Ye family in the future and I know that I will definitely kill you!"

Mou Wangchen's face was pale and bloodless.

At this time, Ye Wuchen pointed his finger and the god's anger flew out, and it fell on Mou Wangchen at a speed that was not as fast as possible. Suddenly, Mou Wangchen struggled in fear and the power of the Holy Ancestor was venting wildly, trying to shake the god's anger, but the stronger the power of his holy ancestor, the more intense the god's anger was.

In the blink of an eye, he was wrapped in the wrath of God.

In the horrified eyes of masters such as Mou Chong and Zang Mo Mountain, Mou Wangchen was constantly burned.

"Sir, I was wrong!" At the moment Mou Wangchen was burned, Mou Wangchen's voice of unwillingness and remorse was floating in the sky and never dissipated for a long time.

Mou Chong and others felt that there was something unreal in front of them. Mou Wangchen was the oldest, most mysterious and most powerful ancestor of their Burial Demon Mountain. He died like this, and his corpse was gone?

"Sir, it is the intention of Wang Chen's ancestor Wang Chen to form an alliance with the Wild Temple. We have to obey the orders of Wang Chen's ancestor and ask me to forgive me." An ancestor of Burying Demon Mountain suddenly spoke in a trembling voice.

The other ancestors reacted and begged for mercy.

Mou Chong and the many elders of Zangmo Mountain begged for mercy.

Ye Wuchen glanced at the many masters of the Demon Burial Mountain and said calmly: "You lead the way, I want to enter the ancestral land."

Many masters from the Burial Demon Mountain were stunned and looked at Ye Wuchen in a daze. Is this, don’t you kill them?

"I haven't led the way yet." Ye Wuchen said calmly.

"Yes, yes." Many ancestors of the Burial Demon Mountain responded in panic, then stood up and quickly led the way for Ye Wuchen and Ji Lie.

After entering the ancestral land, Ye Wuchen came to the ancient huge demon coffin.

The two ancestors who stayed behind the demon coffin saw everyone bringing a young man in white and Ji Lie in, but they didn't see them. They were not surprised: "Where is the ancestor Wang Chen?"

An ancestor of the Burial Demon Mountain quickly pulled the two away and sent a message to them. It seemed that he had told them about Ye Wuchen's identity, and they immediately knelt down.

Ye Wuchen stood in front of the demon coffin and touched the demon coffin. It was extremely cold. The material of the demon coffin was not in the Jiuzhou plane.

"If I came a few months later, this ancient troll would have been refined by you." Ye Wuchen glanced at the many ancestors of the Burial Demon Mountain with a cold look.
Chapter completed!