Within the doorway of this moment, there was a silence.

Above the ground, all eyes are staring at the people and horses staring at the air, their eyes are full of shock.

A large number of people stand in the sky. These people are the ninth peak, witchcraft, cadaverism, seven ancient people.

At this time, a fierce atmosphere permeated them, as if it were substantive, so that the heavens and the earth were somewhat solidified.

Especially the thirty leading figures standing in the air, exuding the breath, the tremor shivered in the void!

Thirty Supremes! !! !!

Thirty giants came to the door! !! !!

With this in mind, countless people can't help but once again feel the thin and proud figure standing proudly in front of a large number of horses, their hearts are shocked!

Ye Nankang! !! !!

He is the most prosperous person in the whole Kunlun Market in recent days.

The Six Grand Sects are discussing how to deal with this person. Unexpectedly, this person unexpectedly took the initiative to destroy the countless gates of His Majesty the Six Great Sects. They even overwhelmed the cadaver religion!

No one expected this result!

And now!

he came!

He came with three Supreme Masters, tens of thousands of horses, and full 30 Supreme Masters! !! !!

Not only them, but even the look of thunderbolters and other people have changed, it seems that they did not expect that this is the development trend.

After death, a door elder stepped forward and said coldly, "Ye Nankang, are you going to fight with my door?"

"What kind of thing do you deserve to talk to Ye?" Ye Chen stood up in the void, holding his daughter in one hand, not at all.

The elder of the door was instantly irritated with beard and trembling: "Jack, you ..."

"Countless celestial beings!"

At this moment, the thunderbolt lord stepped forward, Ji Shou said, "Ye Nankang, the master of the next door, thunderstorm lord, why are you bringing so many people to our door today?"

He was wearing a blue robe, and his cuffs moved against the wind, like a blue dragon rising from the sky.

"Don't you think you are an idiot to ask this question?"

Ye Chen had one hand on his shoulders, and stared at him with a burning gaze: "Ye heard that very early, you are very unwilling to wait for me. In this case, naturally I have to come and teach you how to be human!"

As soon as this remark was made, the audience shook.

In the presence of so many people, Ye Chen said that he wanted to teach thunder punishers to be human? This is really crazy!

"What a madman !!!!"

The old man of the ghost gate Qingming smiled coldly: "I haven't troubled you yet, but you took the initiative to come to the door. Could it be that you really think that these people behind you can shake my six Shangsong?"

In fact, he didn't say anything, even though Ye Chen now sits on three Supreme Masters, how big are thirty Supreme Masters.

But there are indeed six Great Sects on the Daomen side. The Supreme Master alone will be as large as fifty giants, not even the Six Greatest Sects in charge.

This disparity is not ordinary.

Ye Chen's indifferent eyes glanced at the crowd and smiled scornfully: "Can you shake it, you only know if you have played it!"

"Ye Nankang, you know, once I have a war today, the consequences will be unthinkable!"

At this moment, Ziqing Mountain's Zi Qingyang suddenly stepped out and slowly said, "As long as you are willing to thank the Six Great Sects, I can serve as a lobbyist and let you go!"

"Good!"

The Buddhist monk Prajna with his hands folded, compassion and compassion for humanity: "It is the so-called bitter sea, the shore is back, Ye donor, as long as you are willing to self-defeate, and go back to Buddhism with the old man, I will not intervene!

"So is my demon!"

The Lord of the Demon Gate should be so angry with the sky, that his voice is cold and cold: "A secular ant in your world can grow to such an extent that there must be a big secret. As long as you hand over the secret, you should forgive you for not dying!"

"Not only that!"

The old master of the ghost gate, Qing Ming, smiled, "You still have to accept me to perform the soul-searching technique before I can save my life!"

For a time, the remaining Star Sects, Lingfu Sects, and Daomen also expressed their regrets. These sects were so frightened.

After all, these old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years are still stunned by what Ye Chen has experienced on the ghost ship, or want to verify whether there are three legendary fairy mountains in the legend.

Zi Qingyang's eyes were narrowed, and she fixedly looked at Ye Chen: "Ye Nankang, what do you think?"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Chen grinned suddenly and smiled coldly: "Do you guys really think that Ye Chen is settled?"

"That being the case, none of you can survive today, Ye Ye and sent you to the West !!!"

His original intention was to imagine the treatment of the six priests in charge of the sorceress and conquer them one by one.

But now the intention of killing in his heart is gradually emerging, and he decided to kill all six people to prevent future troubles.

As his voice fell, the audience was silent.

Ye Chen Is this going at a sixth pace? !! !!

"Extremely kid!"

Xingchen's palm taught Xingzi, a pair of eyes staring: "Do you really think you killed a Ling Xuanzi and defeated a Witch? Is it enough to provoke me to wait?"

"That's right. Today, I will wait for the six leaders to gather. Even if the ancient saints are resurrected, they will have to retreat in the face of me!"

The Lord of the Demons should sneer at the sky, with majestic resemblance to Shura: "You are nothing but a mite in the world. It is nothing more than luck to get a chance to practice. How dare you despise me ?!"

At this point, his face was full of blood: "I will kill you, I will send someone to the mundane world to kill anyone who is related to you!"

"That being the case, let's die first!"

Ye Chen's gaze was cold, and he reached out his hand and waved, and the adorable baby in his arms fell into the arms of Luoshui Yao behind him.

Then step out.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, illuminating the Zhen Wu Qian Thunder Sword that appeared in his hand, as if the thunder snarled in his hand.

For nine days, Jianming's heartfelt killing spewed out. The cold sword gas and the dazzling thunderbolt flew towards the sky in an instant.

"I'm afraid you can't do it !!!"

You should smile coldly to the sky, and then you see a sudden black breath burst out of him.

The black gas quickly spread throughout his body, but turned into a set of black armor, which was like snake scales, and each piece covered every part of his body.

"Hey!"

A black dragon's shadow should fall into his hands as he slams into the void fiercely into the sky, turning into a black spear with a puffing black gas at the tip.

It is so dark, but it seems that the temperature between heaven and earth has cooled down, even if it is the power of the imperial realm.

"This is the Arcane Demon Soul Armor and Dragon Dragon Gun of the Demon Gate. I didn't expect Ying Daoyou to bring it out this time !!!"

The old master of the ghost gate, Qing Ming, narrowed his pupils sharply.