Mysterious God-level Scan

You must know that it can be used as a round table in the meeting hall of the Yan clan.

But now, they saw Ye Cang, a thirteen-year-old boy, tapped his fingers lightly, and the table shattered?

Suddenly!

Before everyone was shocked, the shattered desktop seemed weathered.

It can be seen as powder with the naked eye.

"Damn it! Really alive to the dog."

A five-star spiritual elder with a hot temper swears at this.

Up to now, they still think that Ye Cang has no cultivation level, so he is really a fool.

Is this not a practice?If this is not cultivated, the entire continent will no longer be strong.

"What is your cultivation base?"

An elder of the Yan clan raised his eyes to look at Ye Zicang and asked with a smacking tongue.

"It's okay to hit you."

With a cynicism on Ye Cang's face, he said with a smile.

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Yan Jin's calm face fell upon Ye Zicang's words, without his heart twitching.

What the hell?

The minimum here are two-star spiritual saints, and the elder who speaks has an unparalleled cultivation base of four-star spiritual saints.

Is it okay to hit him?

As the patriarch of the eight ancient clans, Rao Shi must be as still as still water, and the corners of Yan Jindu's mouth twitch.

live to the dog

Chapter [-] Crushing the Young Generation of the Yan Clan

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I have to go eat something else, the food here is delicious."

Ye Cang smash its mouth.

Immediately, just as he stepped out of the door.

The voice sounded again, and Ye Zicang turned his head to look at Yan Jin.

"Next, I'm going to the northwest region. Does the Yan clan have a direct transmission channel?"

"Yes."

At this moment, Yan Jin is still reminiscing, and the shock brought by Ye Zi Cang subconsciously replied.

next moment.

After Yan Jin came back to his senses.

It was already discovered that Ye Ye Cang was not in the conference hall.

"What about the patriarch?"

Seeing this, the surrounding Yan clan elders all watched.

"Let him free without restricting his movements, and satisfy all his demands."

The calm voice came out of Yan Jin's mouth.

His eyes flickered with wise light, and a faint horror appeared in his eyes.

The thirteen-year-old four-star spiritual saint is even taller, comparable to his own young powerhouse.

Thinking of this, Yan Jin's mind frequently sucked in cold air.

Until now, he finally knew why the ancestor Yanba accepted him as a disciple. This is no longer a monster. I am afraid that even if it is Thunder Clan Thunder, Soul Clan Young Patriarch is not even worthy of shoes in front of Ye Ye Cang.

"What kind of world is that to cultivate such a juvenile evildoer?"

Although Yan did not care about the many elders, his eyes twinkled, and he lowered his head and muttered.

In the Yan clan.

In the martial arts plaza, countless splendid spiritual skills shot up, the golden light was dazzling, and the flames rose.

The lowest of them all have Spirit Sovereigns, most of them are Spirit Sects, and even very few have Spirit Venerable Realm.

And these are even the younger generation of the Yan clan.

Ye Ye Cang walked out of the conference hall, preparing to walk towards the passage, without passing through the martial arts square on the way.

"Is this the battle of the fighting world?"

Staring at the square with dark eyes, he stood quietly.

For a time, Ye Zicang watched with relish. Although the rank was not strong, it was weaker than Ye Zi Cang, but it was not lacking in making Ye Zi Cang watch with relish.

"Ding, task, defeat the younger generation of the Yan clan, within one day."