The appearance of Tomb One is like a dagger sticking straight into the heart of the Eight Gods and evil spirits. The heart that stabs him is trembling, dripping blood!

"You, you haven't betrayed at all? The so-called betrayal is simply acting on the spot, leaving the little beast to paralyze us, in order to save the group of ants from the seven families?"

There seemed to be thousands of thunderstorms in my mind. After seeing the tomb appear in the light cave, the Eight Gods suddenly understood everything!

At the same time, there was a boundless chill in my heart!

Thirty-three tomb-keepers who used the Scripture of the Underworld were united, so that tomb one exudes the infinitely terrifying atmosphere of the late stage of the heavenly realm, sweeping the entire ancestral palace like a storm of destruction!

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He stepped out of the light hole, without even looking at the Eight Gods, he rose directly to the sky, came to Ye Wuque's body, and bowed deeply!

"Young Master, it's the incompetence of the tomb-keeper, which made you suffer!"

The tomb said in a deep voice, with a deep guilt and self-blame in his tone.

If it were not for their insufficient ability to keep the tomb, how could it be necessary for the young master to wrong himself and sink into the Eight Gods?

"Haha, tomb one, we don’t have to meet outside. This trip was delicious in the Iori tribe. I swallowed no less than a hundred precious medicines with Lao Feng, and squeezed the entire Iori tribe. It felt pretty good. ."

Ye Wuque smiled and said, his whole body shook slightly!

"Hi! Peerless King!"

The moment he felt the aura of Ye Wuque's body, a touch of deep shock and incredibleness suddenly poured out from the grave!

How long has it passed?

The young master actually has the power of a peerless king?

In the entire Ancestral Temple, all the wailing Eight Gods elders, after hearing what Ye Wuque said, suddenly became angry and attacked, their eyes turned black, and the suffocation and fear in their hearts intertwined into madness!

It turned out that all this was Ye Wuque's trick!

He has already done everything!

Deliberately staged a bitter trick with the tombkeeper, not only to numb them and relax their vigilance, but also for the treasures accumulated by the Eight Gods over the long years!

When I thought of sending one plant after another to Ye Wuque to swallow it in the previous three days, all the elders of the Eight Gods were really angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven!

"This **** little beast! It's hard to die!"

"Insidious and cunning! Despicable and shameless! Why is this happening?"

"Not reconciled! We are not reconciled!"

...

An elder of the Eight Gods tribe came from it with grief. Although he fell to the ground crookedly, he roared sternly at this moment, containing a strong unwillingness and resentment, and cursing Ye Wuwei madly!

But Ye Wuque didn't even look at them here, but asked Tomb Yi: "How about the Seven Great Clans?"

"Returning to the young master's words, under the leadership of Senior Miaomiao, we found that mysterious place, which seems to be a place where a terrifying existence has fallen, isolated from all investigations, and guarded there. I have been killed on the spot, and I have taken the pass token, and the Iori traitor has lost control of that mysterious place."

"The people in the seven major families are very safe, but for the sake of insurance, I took charge without authorization and still left them there first just in case."

Tomb answered respectfully.

"It's done well, and there are still seven people imprisoned in the Eight Gods Spiritual Realm at this moment. Tomb One, please take a trip and rescue them."

"Yes!"

Immediately, a figure flashed from the tomb, and suddenly disappeared in the ancestral palace.

With Fairy Miaomiao, the tomb is not at all worried about what the Eight Gods will do to the young master, can't you see this old dog wailing?

It even made Tomb Yi feel a bit regretful that he didn't arrive earlier, and seemed to miss a very exciting scene.

As for the spiritual imprint that Fairy Miaomiao gave out, it has already quietly returned to Fairy Miaomiao.

"Huh? I can stand up, not bad, not bad..."

Suddenly, Fairy Miao Miao smiled and said with a hint of undisguised appreciation in her tone.

Ye Wuque looked up, and immediately saw the Iori Hong who was slowly standing up!

He was slapped and slapped by Fairy Miaomiao. He looked quite embarrassed at the moment, his robes were disordered, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but the face of Yashen Hong who stood up at this moment was still cold, and there was still no fear!

Iori Hong stood up straight, and those eyes that were still cold and suddenly looked at Fairy Miaomiao, there was a calm and calm posture!

"Your Excellency is unfathomable, Iori Hong is ashamed!"

A cold and calm voice rang from the mouth of Iori Hong, and said such a sentence.

This immediately caused Ye Wuque's heart to move slightly, and once again realized the extraordinaryness of Yashen Hong!

Stay calm and calm in the face of danger!

This is the real strong style!

Although it was an enemy, Ye Wuque would not deny this.

"People are not as good as heaven. If the Eight Gods are destroyed in your hands today, I have nothing to say, their skills are not as good as people! After all, in this world, the strong have the supreme right to speak! But..."

Having said this, Iori Hong paused slightly, and his cold eyes moved away from Fairy Miaomiao, looking at Ye Wuque who was standing behind her, a deep disdain and ridicule slowly poured out of it.

"The entire Eight Gods, including my Eight God Hong, are defeated by this lord! But it has nothing to do with you, Ye Wuque. Even if you die today, in my eyes, it's just that the heavens have taken justice, you ...What's the point?"

"You are just a... trash hiding behind the real powerhouse!"

The cold voice of the Eight Gods Hong did not contain a trace of emotion, and the words were like a knife, and it was close to Ye Wuque!

"Hahahahahaha! Elder Hong is right! Ye Puppy, you are nothing but a **** waste wood!"

"If you didn't have this girl in white, you would be a fart!"

"Yes! Despicable and shameless, under the guise of others, what a hero is, even the dead elder will curse you forever! Laugh at you!"

"If it were a fair fight, would my Eight Gods be afraid of you, a little beast?"

...

After the great words of the Eight Gods fell, the elders of the Eight Gods cried out with resentment, sarcasm, unwillingness, and contempt one after another, how vicious and vicious!

Above the void, Ye Wuque had no expression on his face, and his bright and cold eyes looked down at all the Eight Gods.

After hearing the words here, Fairy Miao Miao immediately rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to do a big job.

But at this moment, I saw that from the position of the huge light curtain that was shattered by Ye Wuque before the Ancestral Temple, suddenly there was an equally young and cold voice!

"Fairness? Why didn't you see fairness when you shot against the seven families before?"

"I have seen shameless people, but such shameless ones are really rare in the world. A group of shameless dog minions use a ridiculous and stupid aggressive method, which is disgusting!"

As soon as he said this, the face of the elder of the Eight Gods who clamored for cursing suddenly turned from blue to white, and from white to purple, his eyes were intertwined with humiliation and resentment, and he wanted to return his mouth, but he couldn't say a word!

boom!

At the next moment, from under the shattered light curtain, a brilliant light suddenly lit up. It was... sword light!

At the same time, there is a terrifying coercion that is enough to make the sky bow its head, let the void shatter, and let the void annihilate come out, sweeping everything!

This is the majesty of the king, just like the coercion that Ye Wuque exudes!

It proves that at this moment, under the ancestral palace, there is another...peerless king!

Yin!

Countless clear sword chants seemed to come from outside, and saw a tall figure hunting and hunting in white stepping out of the ancestral palace. The coercion of the peerless king made the entire ancestral palace shake!

If Ye Wuque's majesty is majestic and mighty, then this majesty of the king is the ultimate edge!

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, except for the three great elders, the faces of all the elders of the Eight Gods tribe looked like flat pie. They were oppressed by this king's might, and slammed on the hard ground, and wailed all over the field. Nosebleeds run wild!

"Wow! Xiaofengzi, you are also out!"

Fairy Miaomiao laughed and looked at the figure in white that stepped on.

The figure in white is holding a sword in his right hand, and he is naturally a handsome minister!

Ye Wuque broke through first, and Feng Caichen also broke through after a moment of delay here.

"It's a little late..."

The handsome minister came to Ye Wuque's side and stood side by side with him. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

Ye Wuque knew that the style minister had never let him down!

At this moment, not only the Iori Hong, but Iori Qiu and Iori Evil also stood up, their eyes all looked at the white-clothed hunter, standing with a sword, and there was an unconcealable shock in their eyes!

Ye Wuque is nothing more than this little animal!

After all, it is the parent and child of that man, so amazing and brilliant can also be justified.

But this swordsman in white clothes, who is similar to Ye Wuque's age, has also broken through to the peerless king, is it a kendo evildoer?

Two peerless kings who are under twenty years old!

This is simply a fantasy!

"This is the end of the matter, there is nothing left to say, please do it, I hope I can die in the hands of a strong man like yours, it is also considered honorable!"

"As for you, Ye Wuque, you are not qualified to... kill me!"

The cold voice of Iori Hong sounded again, decisively, as if it contained a kind of decisiveness, but still calm and composed.

His gaze stayed on Ye Wuque's face, and the unabashed contempt and disdain surging in his eyes, as if he would rather die than surrender!