Chapter 1437 As I wish, or die!

Now it seems that he guessed right!
and……

Things are even more perfect than he expected!

Now the person holding the God Slaughter Sword appeared, and that person happened to be Ye Youming's biological father, this is simply...

God help him, Mo Xiao!
Under the darkness of night, Mo Xiao's long and narrow eyes narrowed slowly, looking towards the other side of the Xiliang River...

He wants to see if the former seat of You Ming dares to let the God Killing Sword return to Qian Xun's hand now!

He wanted to see if he was Ye Youming, or...

Secluded seat!

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And almost at the same time...

"Insanity!"

"Are you threatening us?"

"We are all people who have seen the world, so we are not intimidated!"

"..."

"..."

On the other side of the Xiliang River, in the camp of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, a series of roars came out one after another...

The Patriarchs of the Immortal Family were really angry at Ye Youming's words!

"Let us not see the sun tomorrow? What a big tone!"

"I just don't know if your strength matches your tone!"

"..."

"..."

Under the angry eyes of the crowd, the corners of Ye Youming's mouth curled up slightly, and he slowly raised his retracted hand, "You will soon know whether this seat has that strength..."

Deep voice, cold and indifferent...

The majestic spiritual power suddenly exploded all over Ye Youming's body following the sound of the sound...

"Oh!"

"boom!"

"..."

A series of loud noises came.

The tent of the Ten Thousand Immortals League turned into dust in a blink of an eye, scattered around, and...

The entire camp of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, with its 50 troops, was instantly enveloped by this spiritual power...

The group of Patriarchs who were originally in the tent watched in a daze that everything around them turned into fly ash. Under the impact of this powerful spiritual power, they retreated again and again. Change……

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

"How could the cultivation of the immortal clan be so strong? This is not the cultivation level that can be obtained in the God Realm. This is..."

"The power of the gods! He is the one who survived the calamity of asking the gods! He, he, he..."

"..."

"..."

All the Patriarchs present here are not masters who have aspired to the God Realm, but even they, under the impact of Ye Youming's spiritual power, can't give birth to any resistance. What does this mean?
This shows that the cultivation of the master of the black market, the son of Yese, has far surpassed the realm of asking gods!

And above the realm of asking gods, it is...

Jinshen!

Is this man in front of you a person who has advanced to the gods?
How can this be?

How can this be?

How many years has it been since the Immortal Race, and there has never been a person who has successfully advanced to the gods. In everyone's cognition, the realm of asking the gods is the pinnacle of cultivation for the immortal practitioners, and the Jinshen is only a legendary existence, which is simply impossible Happened in reality, but now...

A person with the power of a god stands in front of them so majestically!

Moreover, it is their enemy...

This cognition immediately caused all the Patriarchs present to be in chaos.

"If it weren't for the power of the gods of this seat, who do you think could have trapped Bai Li's 40 troops in the prisoner dragon formation in the battle last night?"

A cold voice came out slowly from Ye Youming's mouth, and Ye Youming condescendingly looked down at the bustling people at the next station, and the indifferent voice came again, "Now, as I wish, or die , you choose one of the two!"

As the sound fell, the vast spiritual power once again swept through the entire Ten Thousand Immortals League camp, enveloping all the heads of the immortal families and the 50 troops...

(End of this chapter)

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