Mysterious God-level Scan

"Senior, he is not a spirit sect, but a spirit"

The gray-robed Er Lao, who originally appeared when he heard Su Qian's voice, wanted to talk.

However, after speaking, the second old man was stunned.

"So young!"

The old and turbid eyes of the two old men stared.

Originally, the second old man would never leave the Jianan College Library before the moment of life and death.

But after feeling Ye Ye Cang's breath, he walked out of the library without thinking.

Although they did not feel Ye Cang's hostility.

However, who can guarantee that they still come for the sake of insurance.

A person far beyond them had to make them pay attention.

"Does this little brother come to my Jianan Academy for something?"

Su Qian took a deep breath, calmed down her shock, and said friendly.

He also knew that Ye Zicang was not hostile.

Otherwise, with Ye Cang's unpredictable cultivation, I'm afraid there will be no problem in pushing Jia Nan down.

This was Su Qian's first sense of seeing Ye Cang for the first time.

The thought of this possibility made Su Qian inadvertently smile bitterly.

This mysterious young man is probably a master apprentice cultivated by the legendary Zhongzhou hidden forces.

even with the dean

The descendants of the terrifying ancient race

"I came here without any hostility, you can rest assured."

Ye Zi Cang glanced at the low student, and smiled lazily.

Immediately, Xianbai pointed to the black tower and spoke again.

"I came for it."

"what!"

Su Qian's aged face was wrinkled.

"Well, I will compensate you, and in the next hundred years, I can guarantee that no one in the world will dare to touch you, not even the ancient eight clans."

Ye Zicang waved his hands and grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile.

The old man in gray robe listened to the words that came from his ears, and the turbid and old eyes flashed with brilliance.

So did Su Qian.

"You are from the ancient eight clans!"

Su Qian's eyes flickered and looked directly at Ye Zicang.

"No, but the ancient eight clans do nothing in front of me."

Ye Zi Cang's face was lazy.

His voice seems to be lazy, but it has an unquestionable and absolute meaning, which makes people throbbing.

"Little brother, now is not the time to talk about this. I'm afraid we can't give you what you want."

Su Qian's face was wrinkled and she said softly.

Hearing this, Ye Zi Cang's face was slightly startled.

Immediately thought of something.

The black eyes looked directly at the gray-robed second old man, Su Qian.

"Ok!"

In an instant.

The grey-robed second old man and Su Qian's figure standing in the sky suddenly trembled.

cold sweat

At this moment, Ye Zicang was no longer a teenager.

They felt like wild and ferocious beasts, covering the sky and the sun, and their bodies straddled the vast galaxy.

Just a glance.

The next moment will be death.

"I didn't feel this kind of breath even on the dean."

In an instant, this aura appeared in the minds of the three of them.

The three Jia Nan elders were all horrified.