If anyone knew what Ye Xuan was thinking at this moment, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
He was at the peak of the Saint Realm and could instantly kill a Purple Lightning Thunder Dragon that was comparable to a late Great Saint Realm human being, and it was only considered good?
It can’t be that outrageous.
And behind Ye Xuan, Saint Yin Meng's beautiful eyes were staring blankly at the direction of the purple lightning dragon not far away, which had turned into a pool of saint's blood.
Although it is already known that Ye Xuan’s combat power is incredible.
But he saw with his own eyes that the ancient ferocious beast that had just crushed him didn't even survive a breath under Ye Xuan's fist.
Saint Yinmeng still felt the huge difference between Ye Xuan and ordinary saints like them.
Such a gap!
It cannot be measured by common sense at all.
So scary!
It’s so evil!
But isn't it precisely because Saint Ye Xuan is too evil that I pay attention to him?
Saint Yinmeng muttered to himself.
After dealing with the Purple Lightning Thunder Dragon, Ye Xuan turned to look at Saint Yinmeng. Seeing that she seemed a little absent-minded, he couldn't help but whispered, "Fellow Daoist Yinmeng?"
"Um?"
Saint Yinmeng subconsciously raised questions when she heard this, but after discovering the problem, she quickly adjusted her mindset and then said to Ye Xuan in gratitude: "Thank you, Daoist Fellow Ye Xuan, for your help."
"It's just a piece of cake."
Ye Xuan waved his hand and didn't care.
Saint Yinmeng couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this and said to Ye Xuan, "Fellow Daoist Ye Xuan, you're joking. For you, it's just a piece of cake, but for me, it's a life-saving grace."
When Ye Xuan heard what Saint Yinmeng said, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Fellow Daoist Yinmeng, you must be joking. Even if I don't take action, the ancient treasure in your hand is enough to keep you safe and sound."
"That wasn't just a life-saving favor, it also helped me recover a priceless ancient treasure."
"I still have to thank Fellow Daoist Ye Xuan."
"Yin Meng will go to the Ye family later to express her gratitude."
After saying this, Saint Yinmeng bowed lightly, showing the tenderness of a young girl.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly, thinking of the purple lightning dragon just now, and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Yin Meng, how did you get involved with that Great Saint Realm Thunder Dragon?"
"That's a long story."
“…”
Next, Saint Yinmeng told Ye Xuan about what happened when he provoked the Purple Lightning Thunder Dragon.
Knowing that it is to kill its cubs.
Ye Xuan understood.
For such powerful and unmatched ancient beasts, it is extremely difficult for them to give birth to bloodlines.
It’s no wonder that the purple lightning dragon was so angry after its offspring was killed.
However, the ferocious beasts and the human race have been attacking each other for countless years. The two sides are like water and fire, so killing them is no big deal.
"I see."
Ye Xuan sighed and said, "This is not Daoist Fellow Yin Meng's fault. I can only say that the Purple Lightning Thunder Dragon had bad luck and ran into me."
Upon hearing this, Saint Yinmeng couldn't help but chuckle with his hands covering his mouth.
The ancient ferocious beast in the Great Saint Realm!
A powerful existence comparable to the late Great Saint Realm of the human race.
In this small world, it can almost be said to be invincible.
He was indeed unlucky as he happened to run into the monster Ye Xuan. Otherwise, if he had met an ordinary great sage, he might not even be his match.
Even if it is a peak Great Sage, if the Purple Lightning Thunder Dragon wants to escape, I am afraid that even the peak Great Sage of the human race cannot stop it.
However, such a powerful purple lightning dragon was killed in one second by Ye Xuan's punch.
There is no place to say it.
"That's right."
Saint Yinmeng remembered something and asked Ye Xuan curiously, "Fellow Daoist Ye Xuan, why are you here?"
"I happened to meet your Tianyaochi disciples."
"Here I come."
Ye Xuan explained, then looked behind Saint Yinmeng.
At this time, a disciple of Tianyaochi happened to arrive.
"Master Yinmeng!"
"Great, Master Yinmeng is fine!"
"It must be Saint Ye Xuan who saved the ancestor. That great saint beast was no match for him. It was too strong."
"Master Yinmeng, are you okay?"
A group of Tianyaochi disciples surrounded Saint Yinmeng and kept asking him questions with concern.
The beautiful women, fat and thin, all entered Ye Xuan's eyes at this moment.
I have to say.
There is a reason why Tianyaochi disciples are so popular.
These female disciples are all beautiful and elegant, with an air of immortality!
And even so.
Saint Yinmeng is still the most dazzling among them, as if she is a fairy from heaven descending to earth.
"I'm fine."
Saint Yinmeng replied softly to his disciples, "Luckily you found Saint Ye Xuan, otherwise I might be in real danger."
Hearing this.
All the disciples of Tianyaochi looked at Ye Xuan.
Many Tianyaochi disciples' beautiful eyes sparkled, and then a disciple from the Xiantai realm took the lead and said, "Thank you, Saint Ye Xuan, for your help!"
The other female disciples of Tianyaochi also spoke up.
"Thank you, Saint Ye Xuan, for saving me."
"It's okay!" Ye Xuan said helplessly, "My Ye family and Tianyaochi are allies. Besides, Tianyaochi asked Senior Yin Yu to help the Ye family before, and I haven't thanked him yet. It's just a small favor."
Hearing Ye Xuan say this, the disciples of Tianyaochi all laughed like silver bells.
However, Ye Xuan's gentlemanly attitude is even more appealing.
Those female disciples of Tianyaochi had almost fixed their attention on Ye Xuan.
When Saint Yinmeng saw his disciples, they all focused their attention on Ye Xuan.
Even though Ye Xuan didn't say anything.
But one could also feel that Ye Xuan was a little uncomfortable.
"Alright, alright." Saint Yinmeng drew their attention and spoke softly with a hint of authority, "Now that the crisis is over, it's time to continue collecting spirit essences. The Emperor's Tomb is a rare and unattainable opportunity, so you must seize it."
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, all the disciples of Tianyaochi hurriedly responded.
"Go ahead, just stay within my sight for a thousand miles."
The cultivation of a saint.
A thousand miles is just a breath away.
As long as the disciples of Tianyaochi do not leave her for thousands of miles, Saint Yinmeng will protect their lives.
Of course it’s to save your life.
She would not take action unless it was a life-or-death crisis.
"promise!"
As the disciples of Tianyaochi answered, they began to separate and go to hunt ancient ferocious beasts that matched their cultivation level.
After they all left, Saint Yinmeng looked at Ye Xuan with soft eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Xuan, you should have finished collecting your spirit essences, right?"
"Um."
Ye Xuan nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Saint Yinmeng's beautiful eyes lit up and she happily invited, "In that case, why don't you go together? There are still more than ten days left until the thirty-day deadline."
Saint Yinmeng did not want to rely on Ye Xuan's powerful strength.
Rather, he felt that since Ye Xuan had already completed the requirements for collecting spirit essences, Tianyao Chi and the Changsheng Ye family were maintaining friendly relations.
So why not communicate more?
Um!
Just communicate more and improve relationships.
There are absolutely no other thoughts.
"Sure." Ye Xuan said with a smile, "No one from the Changsheng Ye family is entering the ancient tomb this time. It's a good thing that I have Daoist Fellow Yin Meng by my side, so I won't be lonely."
"That's good."
Saint Yinmeng pursed her cherry lips and narrowed her beautiful eyes into a beautiful crescent moon.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
