"good."

Qin Fang's voice of praise came: "I didn't expect that Ziyu, your cultivation level was so diligent in the Qingyun Mountains. It did not disappoint me. As the descendant of the Hidden Dragon Palace who awakened the bloodline of the Fire God, Ziyu's talent is amazing."

Ye Yang took a deep breath and finally asked: "Grandpa Qin Fang, I always want to ask, Sister Zengxuan, where did she go, why, I can't even feel her breath..."

Qin Fang was stunned and said, "Ziyu, you don't have to worry about Zengxuan's affairs. I have a decision. If you take care of your own affairs, there will be a fierce battle today. Although your current strength is the best among the younger generation, it is still slightly inferior to Peng Feng. You need to be cautious every step, otherwise it is very likely that Peng Feng's evil move will be taken."

"Um."

Ye Yang fell off the bed, looked at the slurry in the Divine Dragon Cauldron, and smiled slightly and said, "The energy of the core of the earth scorpion does not seem to be enough to create a peerless magic weapon."

"Oh, what do you think."

"After cleaning up Peng Feng..." Ye Yang curled his lips: "I want to refine the core of the Starry Sky Warcraft Silver Iron Armored Dragon and recast a sharp weapon."

"good."

Qin Fang laughed and said, "It will take at least 10 years for ordinary people to refine the core of the Starry Sky-level monster. However, Zi Yu, your Fire God is truly unique in the world. It also has the awakening of the Fire God's bloodline and the magical dragon power of the Hidden Dragon Palace. I believe that it will not take too long to refine the core of the Starry Sky-level monster."

"Um."

Ye Yang was full of confidence, raised his hand and picked up the Breaking Flame Sword and sent it back, accurately pierced into the scabbard behind him, and stepped out. His aura was in line with nature, and his confident posture made people unable to see the truth.

...

The refining hall, Ye Beichi, Zhang Tianhe, Ye Shuang and others were all there, and everyone was solemnly waiting for Ye Yang to enter the hall.

"Brother, you're ready." Ye Shuang stepped forward and asked,

Ye Yang nodded and smiled and said, "Uncle Beichi, Ye Shuang, you two bring a few servants to accompany me to attend the celebration banquet on behalf of the Ye family. In any case, the Ye family is still one of the eight tribes of the Fire God clan. The young heroes of the Peng family returned from the Qingyun Mountains with great reputation. There is no reason why we don't attend."

Ye Shuang nodded,

Ye Beichi said: "Ziyu, how likely do you have to win?"

"80%." Ye Yang's eyes suddenly turned cold and he clenched his fists and said, "This battle will not only defeat Peng Feng, who has just entered the starry sky realm, but also regain the battle axe Yaoyang, which should belong to our Ye family. My father always attached great importance to the battle axe Yaoyang during his lifetime. No matter how sharp this battle axe is, I will try my best to keep it in the Ye family."

"Um."

Ye Beichi's eyes ignited hope and said, "We will accompany you."

At this time, Zhang Tianhe carried the heavy hammer and said, "Ziyu, I'll go with you too, so I can take care of you."

"No."

Ye Yang immediately refused, walked up and patted Zhang Tianhe on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Tianhe, my brother, who is stronger than you in the Ye family besides me? The responsibilities on my shoulders must be fulfilled by myself. You stay in the refining workshop and strictly prevent the attacks and killing of the Red Stone Merchant Alliance. The Ye family can no longer die."

Zhang Tianhe took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I can stay in the refining shop, but you guys will listen to me. You must come back alive, otherwise Zhang Tianhe will find you even if he breaks into the ghost world and then beat you up."

Ye Yang couldn't help laughing: "Okay, don't worry, I, Ye Yang, have a very big life. The threshold of the underworld is too high, so I can't get in."

"Hahaha."

Amid Zhang Tianhe's laughter, Ye Beichi and Ye Shuang looked at each other and were both infected by the friendship between these two friends.

...

After breakfast, ready to go,

Ye Yang was still wearing a blue shirt, with a gray cloak behind him, making him look more handsome, holding the Breaking Flame Sword in one hand. Today, this sword seemed to be destined to drink the blood of the strong. The sword body trembled slightly and made a soft moan. Sure enough, all high-quality weapons were spiritual, and they had a premonition of the coming blood battle.

Ye Beichi led seven or eight young servants, all equipped with weapons, as if they were ready to fight to the death.

At this point, the Ye family declined, and the retainers left one after another, and their bloodline could hardly be continued, which made Ye Beichi a little sad. However, when he saw a powerful Ye Yang return, he once again gained confidence in revitalizing the family. Even Ye Beichi believed that Ye Yang was a gift from God to the Ye family.

Looking at the appearance of a group of servants, Ye Yang couldn't help but smile. In fact, he did not intend to involve the servants, because during this celebration banquet of the Fire God Altar, Ye Yang only represented himself, represented his father Ye Nantian's son, and did not want to take revenge on behalf of the Ye family.

In a carriage, Ye Beichi sat in the carriage, Ye Yang held his sword and walked side by side with Ye Shuang, slowly stepped onto the road to the Fire God Altar.

The city is as prosperous as ever. When Ye Yang and his group passed by, many people recognized it and pointed their fingers,

"Isn't that a member of the Ye family? Oh my God, I can't believe that the Ye family was almost wiped out and could still hold on."

"I know who harmed the Ye family."

"Don't you understand this? Ye Nantian was killed and even lost the magical weapon, battle axe, Yaoyang. Whoever benefits the most will be the culprit."

"I don't know what the Ye boy would do. He just came back from the Qingyun Mountains and seemed to have entered the eighth level of the earth."

"Oh my God, Liangcheng actually has such a genius, the earth level eight..."

...

Facing the passers-by's fingers, Ye Yang's expression was calm and said, "Go away quickly, don't miss the wonderful scene."

"Yes, Master."

The whip is flying, the carriage is galloping away at lightning,

...

Half an hour later, the Ye family carriage galloped into the Peng family territory. A row of blue flags roared and flew under the strong wind, with the big "bang". Compared with the Ye family, the Peng family did not know how many times it was going to flourish. It still has an influence that cannot be underestimated in the Chu-Wei area. This is also the reason why the city lord Pang Jing had to take his attention.

On the Fire God Altar, flags were waving, and the guards of the Fire God clan surrounded the high platform. Around the Fire God Altar, the people of the seven major clans were all there, but there was no one on the Ye family's seat.

On the side of the platform, on the seat of the Peng family, Peng Cheng suddenly stood up, looked at him like lightning, and said sternly: "Who is that?"

A retainer panicked: "That...that seems to be Ye Nantian's son, he came with his members from the Ye family."

Peng Cheng clenched his fists, his eyes full of resentment: "This kid is indeed here."

On the throne of the head of the family, Peng Feng, who had been closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and bright, and he smiled slightly, "Ye Yang is here, it's great, I'm just waiting for him."
Chapter completed!