In advance, he was absolutely confident of Ye Chen's combat power.

But now with the emergence of Luo Xiu, her heart has gradually sinking. After all, Luo Xiu is a disciple of the heavenly evil son, and he is able to leap to the realm and fight, and his reputation is not comparable to Ye Chen.

"Sister Ziyue, it seems that the foreign aid you requested will not come!"

Fang Chengwu raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the majestic man in front of him: "Uncle, don't we have to wait for a small role like this that many of us don't know?"

The majestic man frowned slightly, first glanced at Fang Ziyue, and then said: "The time has come, since the person is not yet available, I can only wait..."

He hadn't finished his words, and suddenly a faint laugh came from a distance: "Miss Fang, sorry, Yemou is late!"

With this voice falling.

At that moment, everyone looked subconsciously, and saw a thin figure walking slowly on the empty street behind him.

The figure walked unhurriedly and slowly, as if not seeing everyone's eyes, and walked directly to Fang Ziyue, showing an apologetic smile to the latter.

"This person is the foreign aid invited by Fang Ziyue?"

"Despite its extraordinary temperament, it is too young after all, and I don't know why Fang Ziyue chose this person as a foreign aid."

"..."

In an instant, countless whispers whispered slowly from the crowd, some shook their heads, some disdain.

Facing Ye Chen's gaze, Fang Ziyue was relieved as if relieved, and said with a smile: "Senior Ye arrived just right, not too late."

"That's good." Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then looked up at the people around him, and his eyes finally fell on Naxiu.

Almost at that moment, Luo Xiu's **** eyes fixed on him: "Are you the one who killed my uncle?"

Aware of his unabashed hostility, Ye Chen chuckled lightly: "Ye Mou has killed too many people, don't know which one is your uncle?"

"Crazy tone!"

Luo Xiu smiled without anger, and his eyes were cold: "My uncle is the old man of Tianmo. Have you ever thought of it?"

"There is such a person."

Ye Chen suddenly, and then stared at him: "Your uncle did not make an effort to fight with me, and eventually died under my hands, he took the responsibility."

"Fuck!"

Luo Xiu said furiously: "Boy, I don’t care who you are or what your background is. If you dare to kill my uncle, the entire Yinxu will no longer have your place."

Relative to his ugly face, Ye Chen shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter, Ye Mou doesn't mind having another dead soul under his hand."

As soon as this word came out, there was a cry of exclamation.

It's crazy!

This is almost everyone's evaluation of Ye Chen.

In the face of Luo Xiu, the proud prince, Ye Chen dared to speak in such a tone.

And Luo Xiu's face changed again and again, just as he was about to run away, an unpleasant scream came from the side: "Enough!!!"

The awe-inspiring man said aloud: "Today is the day to attack the Tomb of the Abandoned God. Fang Mou, no matter what kind of grievances you have, must not affect the plan, otherwise don’t blame Fang Mou for his inhuman touch!"

Just let him wave his sleeve robe: "Go!!"

"boom!!!"

In an instant, the powerful Majestic True Elemental erupted from his hands, and the sleeve robe suddenly soared, seeming to turn into a cloud of the sky, wrapped around the sky.

"Is this the method of refining the virtual period?"

The onlookers on the ground, seeing such a majestic man as a means, shocked, all show their envy.

Ye Chen sat on the huge sleeve robe without any bumps, and then looked at Fang Ziyue beside him: "Ms. Fang, where is the tomb of the barren **** in Yin Ruin?"

Although this appeared to come from him alone, before he came, he re-finished eight floating towers, and received all the ancestors and his group.

In this way, the purpose is to prevent the crowd from causing others to be afraid.

"Senior Ye, the tomb of the barren **** is at the junction of the periphery of the Yin Ruin and the core, and that place is called the Necromancer."

Fang Ziyue patiently explained: "And this Necropolis is the only way to the core of the Yin Ruin. Over the years, countless powerful people have stained blood and buried bones there. Over time, a lot of yin has accumulated. And death, so he was called to be a necromancer!"

"It turns out so!" Ye Chen nodded slightly.

Fang Ziyue paused and said again: "And this tomb of the desolate **** was set by the old man of the great desolation at the entrance of the Necropolis, and he has a strong formation blessing. This time, we have to break this formation before we can enter. ."

When the two were talking, Ye Chen was always locked with a cold gaze five meters away, like a thorn in his eyes.

Needless to say, Ye Chen also knew that it was Luo Xiu.

On the contrary, Fang Ziyue's face was quite solemn: "Senior Ye, you must be careful of Luo Xiu, and you must not deal with it unless you have to."

"Anyway!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, then turned back to look at Luo Xiu sitting in the distance, and in the latter's cannibalistic eyes, he nodded slightly to pay tribute.

Luo Xiu's face twitched a few times, almost gnashing his teeth and said: "Boy, I swear, I must smash your corpses for thousands of souls, so that my hatred can be released!"

(End of this chapter)