Ye Chengfeng suddenly interrupted him coldly: "You have also entered Wushang Palace."

He used an extremely confident tone.

Lan Yaozong couldn't help but frown, and seemed very unhappy that his words were interrupted.

But he did not get angry in the end, but chuckled softly: "Yes, it's not only you and Chu Xi who are qualified to enter the Wushang Palace. I am also the chosen son of God. In that place, I have obtained this immortal body."

He reached out his hand and looked at his still smooth and firm skin in a little fascinated manner.

"Chefeng, you think you have destroyed my cultivation, but you don't know that my cultivation can be restored through physical restoration. Over the years, while I have recovered my cultivation, I secretly contacted the Lan Empire for tens of thousands of years to cultivate secret guards. As early as when you were planning to capture high-level cultivators from the six sects of the three alliances and six families and eight sects, trying to destroy the Tongtian Sphur, I had already recovered most of my cultivation, just waiting to give you a head-on blow today!"

"Even if you are so cruel and ruthless to me, I don't want you to be doomed. I just want to tell you that no matter how capable you are, no matter how many years you have planned for this revenge, you will never be able to escape from my palms, hahahaha..."

"but!"

Lan Yaozong's voice suddenly changed, and his sharp and bloodthirsty eyes looked at Ye Atian and the other four, "You can stay your life by riding the wind, but I will definitely kill these four lackeys today."

He walked forward slowly, stepped on Ye Ahuang's head, and sneered sharply: "Dog guy, did you ever think that this would be the same when he humiliated me?!"

"I really didn't think about it." Ye Ah Huang held back the pain left on his body, raised his bloody face and showed a slim smile, "If I had thought about it, I would have been more ruthless back then. I said, "Your Majesty, did you forget that when you were imprisoned, you knelt down on your face with tears and begged for mercy in order to survive, and even swallowed the shit in front of me... If I had known today, you should have asked Your Majesty to eat more, hahaha..."

"You are looking for death!!!!"

Lan Yaozong's face was instantly distorted. He bent down and grabbed Ye Ahuang's tongue, and his fingers turned into a sword, and he was about to cut it down.

Kakkakka--!

The sound of ice crystals condensed suddenly rang.

Frost appeared on Lan Yaozong's hands, and the coldness broke out.

The sword energy that was originally going to cut off Ye Ahuang's tongue also disappeared without a trace due to the cold.

Lan Yaozong shook his hand suddenly, and a ball of flame surged into his palm.

Turning his head and looking at Ye Chengfeng.

Ye Chengfeng looked at him with sarcasm on his face.

The ice crystal storm that had already condensed in the palm of his palm slowly dissipated.

Lan Yaozong frowned fiercely, then slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the people of Xiaoyao Sect.

The little girl standing in the center has her peach blossom eyes shimmering, and her lips are as if she is not.

The stunning face looks so thrilling and fascinating in the sun.

This person's appearance is much better than Ye Chengfeng.

A moment of surprise flashed in Lan Yaozong's eyes, and then his eyes became cold: "Little girl, did you attack me just now?"

Mu Yan clapped his hands, and the cold air dissipated between his fingers instantly dissipated.

She smiled faintly and said casually: "As the saying goes, it is impolite to come without going. The attack just now will repay His Majesty's previous sword grace."

Lan Yaozong narrowed his eyes, took a step, and had already arrived in front of the seven people.
Chapter completed!