"Little friend, turn in the middle part of the artifact and the god-level exercises!"

The headed ancestor Yaxue said, "These two things are not good for you!"

On hearing that, Song Yan rolled his eyes and slowly swept the nine ancestors: "You are not qualified enough, get out of here!"

"My little friend, I'll wait for good words, don't you know what to do!"

The face of the ancestor immortal sank, and the eyes flashed with anger.

Song Yan shrugged off and said coldly: "If you want to grab artifacts and exercises, you will say clearly that you want to pretend to be a kind-hearted person. It's like being a sister-in-law and you want to set up a prince's arch. I hate you like this. people!"

"court death!"

The ancestor of the ancestor was eight-fold, with a flick of his fingers, and a crimson finger flared toward Song Yue like lightning.

at this time.

The figure flashed, and Song Ye had an old man in black robe in front of him, and when he saw that he swept away, the fingers were disintegrated and disappeared into the air.

"Master, why are you here?"

Song Yan looked at the pretty ancestor and asked with surprise.

"You are so troubled, can we not come?"

Two more people flashed, and there were two more people in the hall. It was the ancestors of Qi Yun and the ancestral monster. It was the ancestor of Qi Yun who spoke.

"Want to grab something from this ancestor, did you ask me to be a master?"

When Qi Yun's ancestors spoke, a gigantic momentum shrouded the nine ancestors in the hall. Under his momentum, the nine ancestors were sweating and their hearts trembled.

Strong! It's too strong!

The momentum alone was enough to suppress them.

"Is the ancestor Qi Yun?"

The ancestor, headed by Yae, barely said a word.

"It is the ancestor, do you still want to grab the apprenticeship of the ancestor?" Qi Yun ancestor said with momentum.

"Dare!"

The ancestor Yae lowered his head quickly.

"Since you dare not do anything here, do you want me to invite you to drink? Get out!"

A "rolling" character shook the nine ancestors once again and trembled to the ancestors of Qi Yun.

"The majesty is magnificent, and this group of guys are scared away!"

Song Yan said quickly with a smile.

"Why are you so confused and go to provoke the Eighth Family of Zilongyu!"

Qi Yun's ancestors were not angry.

"Come back to Xueyan City with us, we will take care of you and see who dares to move you!"

The pretty ancestor also spoke, full of domineering.

Suddenly, Song Yan glanced over the ancestors of the tyrants and ancestors of Qi Yun, and he was a little surprised: "Master, Master, have you broken?"

"Your boy's eyesight!"

Qi Yun's ancestor was very proud: "As a teacher, he has broken through to the 13th place of Zuxian, and your master has reached the 12th place of Zuxian, and your uncle has worked overtime to make three sets of demigods. With the demigod, relying on the exercises you have given to the teacher, even if the fourteenth ancestors of Zuxian are not necessarily opponents of the teacher, if you set up a large array for the division, even if the ancestors are fifteenth, you will dare to fight. If you lend your Divine Sword to the teacher again, even if the ancestor is fifteenth time, the teacher will be able to cut him off! "

"The Master is mighty, and the Master is also mighty!" Song Yan sent the horse fart again, but he immediately turned his face up: "But I can't go back to Xueyan City with you!"

"why?"

The ancestral ancestor asked: "The people of the Eighth Family are about to come. If you delay, you can't go!"

"The disciples are going to do something big. Now that the Masters and Uncles are here, let's go to the theater while watching it!" Song Yan said with confidence: "As for what it is, do n’t ask, because even if you ask, I I won't tell you! "

"Boy, have your wings stiffened?"

The pretty ancestor raised his hand to fight: "I'll wait for Qianli to come, so you treat us like this?"

Song Yan smiled: "Haha, two masters, uncle, don't worry, good shows will start soon!"

at this time.

Nearly a hundred powerful breaths appeared in Yunshuang City.

"Song Ye, thief, I'll wait until I come, not to roll out!"

A thunderous voice spread across the entire Yunshuang City in an instant.

When the city's main government heard this shout, Song Yan's eyes narrowed for a moment, and there was a cold flash.

As soon as his figure flickered, he disappeared into the city's main government house. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the sky of Yunshuang City, standing thousands of meters away from the ancestors of the eight families of the Purple Dragon Realm.

Faced with nearly a hundred ancestors alone, Song Ye was not afraid, and said lightly: "Who was just calling? Just with a loud voice?"

"Jack!"

Suddenly an ancestor yelled in eightfold.

"Who is scolded?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

"Okay friends, don't be arrogant! Now that we have arrived, let us hand over the artifact!" Shen, the head of the Yao family, said in a loud voice.

"Are all the strongest masters of your family here? Stand up and let me see!"

Song Yan asked.

"Small thief, what dare you to dare to persuade the ancestor!" A white-haired ancestor drank softly, and immediately, Song Yong screamed like a thunder.

"Ha ha!"

Song Kun smiled, and then added a rune in his hand, meditation in his heart, and then a colorful divine light fell from the sky, and a mighty figure flashed in the divine light.

Then, a figure more than ten feet tall stepped out of the **** light and stood with a sword.

This huge figure exuded an oppressive atmosphere all over the body. For a time, the ancestors of the Eighth Family were discolored.

"Kill them all!"

Song Yuan pointed to the ancestral Tao of the Eight Great Family.

"Humph!"

With a cold hum, the god-man waved his sword.

A huge cyan sword light fell suddenly, and immediately killed more than ten ancestors to slag.

"God, who is that?"

"It's so strong. One sword kills more than ten elite ancestors of the Eight Great Clan. You must know that the worst ancestors are the seventh ancestors!"

During the discussion, the man of God swept out again with a sword.

Suddenly, more than ten ancestors were beheaded.

"It's a man of God! Run away!"

The ancestors of the Yao family shouted violently, and then fled into the void quickly.

"Where to go!"

The god-man smashed and smashed his fist.

"Boom!"

The void was directly smashed, and the fourteenth ancestor of the Yao family was strangled into a smash by boxing.

Then, the man of God began the massacre again. With less than thirty breaths, nearly a hundred ancestors of the Eighth Family were beheaded and killed.

"You go and destroy the eight major families of the Purple Dragon Realm, and then grab all their resources and give them to me!"

Song Yan ordered again.

The god-man snorted and disappeared. He was a divine man, who was actually directed by a mysterious **** to do things. His heart was really upset, but he was controlled by a certain mysterious force and he could not resist him.

And all the ancestral ancestors in the city shrank their necks subtly when they heard Song Yong's words.

It's too cruel to destroy the eight families.

As for the ancestral ancestors, the ancestors of Qi Yun, and the ancestors of the Devil, they were shocked, and their mood was extremely complicated. The kid of Song Yong could summon the gods to help out!

How did he do it?

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