The master goes down the mountain, my senior sister spoils me too much

"master?"

Ye Beichen and Luo Qingcheng were extremely pleasantly surprised.

next second.

Ten figures descended from the sky and landed on the dragon platform.

Godfather, Guigu Yaowang, Sword Saint Dugu Yuyun, Lord of Slaughter, Immortal Sword Master, Immortal Pill Emperor, Heavenly God Palace Master, Holy Emperor, Poison Emperor, Dragon Blood God of War!

The moment I saw these ten people!

"Prime Ancient Power!"

"Are you still alive?"

"how is this possible!"

The faces of everyone on the dragon platform changed drastically.

Qin Hongbin and the dozen or so others in the True Spirit Realm had serious expressions on their faces!

Ye Yuechan's body trembled slightly: "Immemorial power?"

She was short of breath, and her pretty face was flushed: "Old Ancestor, have they lived for a million years?"

The ancestor of the Ye family looked solemn: "I'm afraid it is!"

"hiss!"

Ye Yuechan gasped.

Ye Beichen looked excited: "Master, why are you here?"

The godfather laughed: "Why can't we be here?"

The Lord of Slaughter patted Ye Beichen on the shoulder: "Chen'er, the speed at which you grow is really surprising!"

"How do you understand the way of killing?"

Ye Beichen replied: "Killing blooms in death!"

The Slaughter Lord was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it seems that you have figured it out!"

Ye Beichen was very excited.

Talk to a few masters about the old days.

Only then did they know that after they left the Gaowu world, they actually entered the ancient battlefield!

suddenly.

An indifferent voice interrupted their conversation: "Prime Ancient Almighty, you are still alive, why don't you cherish your own lives?"

"The great power of Taikoo is certainly powerful!"

"But this is not your time anymore!"

"After that battle, your realm has fallen, so don't come and die!"

"We have 12 people, you only have ten!"

The skinny old man sneered again and again: "If the 12 of us join forces, how should you respond?"

Qin Hongbin, the ancestor of the Wan family, the skinny old man and other twelve true spirit realms took a step forward at the same time!

next second.

boom--!

An avalanche of landslides strikes!

Dragon Blood God of War rushed out like a black dragon.

One step in front of the skinny old man: "I will deal with it like this!"

A golden dragon's head sword was cut off, and the eyes of the skinny old man shrank violently!

With a loud shout: "How dare you!"

"Want to kill this old man? Dreaming!"

Dragon Blood God of War smiled coldly, without saying a word.

The dragon head sword is extremely powerful, and the skinny old man is like paper!

He spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his internal organs exploded!

The body flies out!

"you……"

He pointed at the Dragon Blood God of War in horror, and the latter caught up with him one step at a time.

He raised the dragon head sword high, and slashed at the skinny old man's head!

The skinny old man yelled in horror: "No...don't..."

puff--!

The head flew high.

He was grabbed by Dragon Blood God of War and returned to Ye Beichen.

Throw it under your feet and step on it as a stepping stone: "Who else wants to kill my apprentice?"

"hiss--!"

Everyone's scalps were numb, and their hearts were about to burst from fright! ! !

This is a fucking true spirit realm martial artist! ! !

The most terrifying big man!

How could his head be cut off like this?Being trampled on as a stepping stone! ! !

Everyone stared at the skinny old man's head, only to see his eyes wide open, and he would not rest in peace!

"master!!!"

Ye Beichen was short of breath, and his blood was boiling.

Dragon Blood God of War spat out a sentence: "Chen'er, remember!"

"If you can do it, try not to force it!"

"As long as you kill fast enough, they will naturally shut up!"

Ye Beichen nodded: "It's the master, I've been taught."

Qin Hongbin's face turned extremely ugly: "Aren't you going too far!"

Dragon Blood God of War smiled meaningfully: "I have something even more extreme, do you want to try it?"

Qin Hongbin's eyeballs were bloodshot: "Ye Beichen killed my heir of the ancient Qin family, can't I take revenge?"

The godfather lit a cigar and let out a smoke ring with a sneer: "My disciple is very kind and never kills innocent people indiscriminately!"

Qin Hongbin said with a dark face: "So I, the heir of the ancient Qin family, deserve to die?"

The Lord of Slaughter's eyes were cold: "Qin Hongbin, if you talk nonsense again, I will kill you too!"

"Fuck..."

The crowd is boiling!

"This kind of master is too awesome!"

"If I had this kind of master, I would be ten times more arrogant than Ye Beichen!"

"Are they still accepting apprentices? I want to be a teacher too!" Many people said.

"you!!!"

Qin Hongbin's angry eyes were bloodshot!

In front of so many people, the Lord of Slaughter humiliated him by name!

How can you bear this bad breath? ! ! !

never mind!

The man can bend and stretch!

"Humph!"

Qin Hongbin snorted coldly, just about to confess.

An old voice sounded: "Godfather, Lord of Slaughter, King of Guigu Medicine..."

"You trash, are you still alive?"

Ye Beichen narrowed his eyes!

A black awn flickered past.

Hundreds of people came out of Wumang, wearing uniforms!

There is a rune imprint on the chest, like a flame is burning!

The leader was an old man, and twenty true spirit realms followed behind him respectfully!

In addition, the other hundreds of people are the worst, just like Ye Beichen!

Early King Realm!

"Holy Emperor!"

The martial practitioners in the sanctuary all retreated subconsciously.

The moment the ten masters saw the old man of Shengzong, their faces became extremely dignified!

A tense atmosphere spread among the crowd.

Ye Beichen was puzzled: "Master, who is he?"

The old man at the head stroked his beard and sneered playfully: "Godfather, was it me who crippled your leg?"

"Ghost Valley Medicine King? I remember competing in medical skills, you seem to have lost to me!"

"Sword Master? I can break ten thousand swords with one sword, and you deserve to be called a Sword Master?"

"The Lord of Slaughter? Do you know what killing is?"

"Immortal Sword Master? Wan Jian regards me as the most respected, and I am not even called Sword Master. Are you worthy of being called Sword Master?"

"Immortal Pill Emperor? Hehe, can you refine Tianbu Pill?"

"The Lord of the Temple of the Heavenly God? What kind of rubbish is the Temple of the Heavenly God? Wasn't it destroyed by the Holy Sect!"

"Holy Emperor? It's just a defeated general!"

"Poison Emperor? Your poison is like drinking water to me!"

"Dragon Blood God of War? This old man can kill even dragons, what kind of waste is Dragon Blood God of War!"

Ye Beichen couldn't believe it: "Impossible! Who are you?"

The old man's expression was even more playful: "Who am I?"

"100 supreme ancient powers, I rank first!"

Turning his gaze, he landed on the ten masters: "Now, you can tell your apprentices who I am!"

When the last sentence landed, Ye Beichen was shocked!

He looked back at the ten masters: "Master, is what he said true?"

The godfather nodded, and said coldly: "Brother, you haven't changed at all after all these years!"