Two days later

Babya town, tarmac site.

Rumble!

In the air, the sound of a helicopter carrying screws rotating from mid-air was transmitted from mid-air, and a helicopter carrying screws was flying from mid-air towards the tarmac of Babya Town.

The extremely eye-catching black and white skeleton mark on the fuselage is the unique mark of the Devil's Military Factory, which is enough to show that this carrier helicopter is the leader of the Devil's Military Factory.

However, the helicopter carrying the helicopter at this time was not cargo, but Ye Junlang, Old Man Ye and Wolf Child.

After leaving the City of Doomsday, Ye Junlang and others took a plane to the South American area and headed to the nearest stronghold, and then took a helicopter from this stronghold to Babya Town.

This is the fastest route.

The carrier helicopter hovered down and finally stopped on the apron.

Du Yan, Heimers, Lao Ma, Hu Zi, Zhan Ge, and Shao Zi, who had been waiting by the side, immediately came forward. As the cabin door opened, he saw Ye Junlang, Ye Old Man and Wolf Child walking down.

"Boss Ye——"

Hu Zi, Lao Ma, Zhan Ge and others smiled and greeted each other.

"Grandpa Ye, you are back. After walking around the two major subsidiaries and the City of Doomsday, how do you feel?" Du Yan asked with a smile.

Old Man Ye grinned and said, "I felt deeply. I witnessed your hegemony. From this, I can also realize that it is definitely not easy for Xiaozi Ye to fight with you in the dark world over the years, but having so many strongholds and territories is also a reward worthy of recognition."

The Satan Army soldiers on the field also felt deeply after hearing this. The scale and industry of the Satan Army are indeed hard-won. What they have paid behind them are blood and tears, and there are familiar faces that have left.

"Satan!"

At this time, a clear and pleasant voice came, and a tall and slim figure came over. A white long dress reflected her holy and noble temperament. Her long golden hair fell down on her shoulders, reflecting a delicate face as white as jade, as beautiful as dreamy, and as unreal as if it should exist only in fantasy or portraits.

As she walked, the faint fragrance surged, just like the person in the painting bursting out through the paper, making people fascinated.

This is naturally the Dragon Girl. Her eyes that looked like amber-inlaid are looking at Ye Junlang, and her cherry lips with soft and red outlines raised a smile.

"Dragon Girl, I'm so sorry. I'll let you wait a few more days." Ye Junlang said apologetically.

"Hmm? Dragon Qi?"

At this time, the old man Ye was slightly surprised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of splendor flashed, staring at the dragon girl.

At the same time, Old Man Ye seemed to sense something. He looked at the right direction, and then-

Whoosh!

Everyone's eyes were filled with tears. Old Man Ye's figure had disappeared on the spot, as if it was teleportation, and the next moment it was about ten meters away on the right.

At almost the same time, in the original empty space, a figure suddenly flashed silently in the direction on the right.

This figure is tall and burly, wearing a silver robe, with a golden Western dragon embroidered on it. This icon is naturally very distinctive among the ancient Dark tribe.

The guardian of the dragon clan, Silver Dragon, seemed to be pulled by Old Man Ye's own breath at this moment, and appeared.

Ye Junlang noticed this situation and hurriedly chased after him.

If Old Man Ye and Yinlong have any misunderstandings, they will fight, it will be troublesome.

The Devil Military Factory is hard-won and really cannot withstand the tossing of strong people of their level.

"Senior Silver Dragon, this is Old Man Ye, that is, my grandfather." Ye Junlang took the lead and shouted before he arrived, and said, "Old man, this is Senior Silver Dragon, the guardian of the dragon clan, and a powerful emperor realm."

Old Man Ye smiled and said, "You kid are so frightened. The old man has his own sense of responsibility. This fellow Taoist has a strong aura, endless qi and blood, and has no hostility in himself. Of course, the old man knows that it is a friend but not an enemy."

Ye Junlang felt relieved when he heard Old Man Ye say this.

Two powerful men with equally unfathomable strength approached and stopped and looked at each other.

Old Man Ye nodded, as if he was a recognition and appreciation of Silver Dragon's own strength.

A hint of unconcealed surprise flashed in Silver Long's eyes. Although he could sense that Old Man Ye's own martial arts aura was different from the cultivation system of the Dark Ancient Clan, martial arts itself had a different path.

After reaching the strength realm of Silver Dragon, he vaguely sensed that Old Man Ye’s own martial arts realm was lacking. If divided according to the martial arts realm of the ancient Dark clan, it seems that it is not at the level of the Great Emperor Realm. However, Old Man Ye himself has a breath fluctuation that is comparable to a powerful person in the Great Emperor Realm, and it is as vast as the sea and unfathomable.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange phenomenon.

Silver Dragon immediately knew that the old man who was not astonishingly good in front of him could not be judged by the martial arts realm that he showed. Even with his martial arts cultivation level in the Great Emperor Realm, he could not see through Old Man Ye's strength.

The dragon girl also followed her up, and Ye Junlang immediately began to introduce her.

"Hello, Senior Ye."

The dragon girl smiled and greeted Old Man Ye.

Although Old Man Ye asked Bai Xian'er for help and stormed English, he still failed. He knew that the Dragon Girl was greeting him. He grinned and said, "You are the Dragon Girl? You are so beautiful and beautiful. Only Miss Bai can compare with his holy and ethereal aura. He is surrounded by his dragon energy and his bloodline is extraordinary. No wonder Xiaozi Ye is always thinking about it."

When Ye Junlang heard this, his forehead was covered with black lines. Fortunately, both Longnu and Yinlong didn't understand Chinese very much, otherwise he would have been unable to explain, and he would not be able to wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Thinking about the Dragon Clan Saint?

This old man Ye really dares to say it.

"Satan, what are Senior Ye talking about? Sorry, I'm not very good at Chinese. But I have arranged a course for myself and I will learn Chinese as soon as possible." Long Nu said apologetically.

Learn Chinese?

When Ye Junlang heard this, his heart skipped a beat. If you learn Chinese and understand this old man's words, what should you do?

But it’s okay to think about it. On the contrary, after visiting the Dark World this time, Old Man Ye still has to go back to China, and there are not many opportunities to meet Dragon Girl.

"Oh... Old Man Ye said it was a bit late, so we will go back to the base building first and prepare for some meals or something. I'm sorry to ask you to wait a few more days." Ye Junlang said seriously.

Du Yan, who was also walking over from behind, laughed at what Ye Junlang translated.

"What's so sorry for this? I'm very happy to have this opportunity to come out again. Then let's go back to the base building first." said Long Nu.

"Let's go!"

Ye Junlang also smiled and followed everyone back to the base building. At the same time, he found an opportunity to remind Old Man Ye privately: "Old Man Ye, don't talk nonsense anymore. This is the saint of the dragon clan. Don't worry about it or not, it sounds bad."

"No ambition!"

Old man Ye was there and responded disapprovingly.

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