After capturing Yan Ruxi, Yuan Zishan looked around and realized that Dharma Prime Minister Ye Mengyuan was in the most dangerous situation immediately. [*] The living fossil he was fighting had a spiritual power of two million crystals, which was considered powerful among the later monks of the sect.

Character. If the living fossil hadn't lost its essence and blood, making it difficult to perform many secret techniques, Ye Mengyuan would have been filled with hatred on the spot.

With Yuan Zishan's help, the situation was immediately reversed, and the living fossil was severely crushed.

The icy air dissipated quickly, and the strength accumulated by the ice chrysanthemum for thousands of years was broken by Ye Ning's arrow. After a while, the hill shook, and a white skeleton rose into the sky. It was Yundao Zheng!

At that time, he had only his last breath left, and all his flesh and blood were scattered again. Even the skeleton had many fine cracks, which seemed so weak that it was about to be blown away by a gust of wind. He said in surprise: "You...you

We are already infinitely close to the Saint!"

Yun Yan was also stunned. Only then did she realize that Ye Ning had not taken action with all his strength just now, but was just using the sects on his side to train troops. She stammered: "Old... ancestral, do you want to... use it?"

The final secret?"

"Move your ass!" Yun Daozheng kept coughing. His flesh and blood had long since rotted, and what came out of his mouth was white foam, like broken bones! He turned to Ye Ning and cupped his hands and said, "Ye Zongzhe

, this time it is my fault, now I am willing to hand over Leng Peiran, please be kind to me for the sake of Binglang Palace’s tens of thousands of years of inheritance!”

"Really?" Ye Ning smiled and said: "A noble hand? Why didn't your sect show a noble hand at the beginning? Leng Peiran's sect is determined to take him away. As for Binglang Palace, it depends on our sect whether we want to level it or not.

In the mood!"

"You..." Yun Yan's mouth was twisted with anger. Until now, she had not realized that her side had been completely defeated. In her opinion, it was just the death of the most useless Yan Ruxi, and there were still others on her side.

Six sect members, not to mention, she still has the last trump card! "Ancestor, please allow Yun Yan to use the last trump card! If we don't kill this clan, how can I gain a foothold in Youguo!"

"Fart! Back off, I!" Yun Daozheng said: "Do you want to summon the clone of the ancestor of the upper world to deal with him? I tell you, it's useless, so don't waste the last incense!"

"How is that possible? Although the avatar of the Patriarch of the Upper Realm has only the initial cultivation level of a Saint, it is more than enough to deal with him!"

"He is infinitely close to the saint, and with the help of several holy weapons, he is enough to resist the early monks of the saint!" Yun Daozheng roared: "What's more, he has mastered the supreme road. If I read it correctly, he should be infinite.

Go to the path of chaos!"

"That's right." Ye Ning said: "This sect does master the supreme chaos path. Although it is not complete, it is enough to deal with you and others!"

"The path of supreme chaos?" Yun Yan was confused: "The laws of heaven and earth mastered by Emperor Tuantian more than 10,000 years ago?! You..."

"Indeed!" Yun Daozheng sighed, looking extremely helpless. Looking at the broken door of Binglang Palace, he continued: "Zong Ye, I only have my last breath left. I beg you to let me go."

No matter what conditions the sect master puts forward, as long as Binglang Palace is allowed to continue its inheritance, I will agree to it!"

"Really?" Ye Ning said from a high position: "There are not many conditions for our sect. As long as you meet five conditions, we will let you go."
Chapter completed!