Chapter 820 You are really my ancestor!

Zhulong said nothing more, and his laughter disappeared.

Ye Wutian frowned, and suddenly took out the Rebirth Picture, and secretly communicated with Zhulong inside.

"I really tore it up."

Zhulong said nothing.

Ye Wutian gritted his teeth and really wanted to tear up the Rebirth Picture.

Zhulong couldn't help but say.

"You are a fucking junior, can you please respect me? I want to sleep! I want to sleep! I beg you, please don't disturb my sleep, okay? Calamity, calamity, do you understand history? In the long river of history, dynasties replaced each other, the world was changed again and again, but no matter how many historical stories there were, it can be summed up in four words: compete to be the emperor!"

"Calmity, calamity is the same as the history of those dynasties, but it is only the history of us strong men. But no matter how many calamities there were in the past, how many calamities there were, and how many secrets there were in the calamities, it can be summed up in four words: compete to be the boss!"

"You wasteful man, just practice, why don't you ask questions about this and that, and even tear up the map of rebirth! Aren't you lonely? Aren't you invincible? As long as Master Candlelong recovers his peak combat power, he will have a good fight with you, okay?"

"Tian'er, please don't destroy the Rebirth Map, okay? It's not easy for me to wake up!"

Ye Wutian frowned, put away the Rebirth Map for the first time, and replied coldly.

"Go to sleep."

Candle Dragon cursed.

"You deserve it!"

Who would have thought that as soon as these words fell, a huge hand of a hundred feet fell from the Styx of the Rebirth Map, like a big hand falling into a pot, directly picked up a "human-faced worm" in the Styx and pinched its neck.

Candle Dragon screamed with difficulty.

"I give up, Tian'er, I give up, let go, let go!"

Ye Wutian said coldly.

"Speak politely, okay?"

Candle Dragon's eyes were about to burst from being pinched, and he waved his dragon tail frantically, saying with difficulty.

"No problem! You're polite! You can be as polite as you want in the future!"

Ye Wutian let Candle Dragon go and threw it into the Styx.

Boom!

A huge wave splashed.

Candle Dragon cursed in his heart.

Ye Wutian said coldly.

"You curse again? I'll beat the hell out of you."

Candle Dragon realized that the Rebirth Picture now belonged to Ye Wutian. As a weapon spirit, as long as the resentment in his heart reached a certain level, the other party would be able to hear his voice.

Candle Dragon said again.

"I dare not, Tian'er, I dare not."

Ye Wutian did not argue with Candle Dragon.

Seeing that Ye Wutian was still for no reason and was still looking at the Rebirth Picture, Princess Yulong raised her hand and waved it in front of him.

"Brother, are you really okay?"

Ye Wutian came back to his senses, put away the Rebirth Map, and said indifferently.

"It's okay."

Princess Yulong said worriedly.

"Why is your face so dark? Who are you angry with?"

Ye Wutian took a deep breath, too lazy to explain anything, and said indifferently.

"You should go back to Yuanji Xianzong first. I judge that Beigong Yuchen's coming to Beixuan Desert is not that simple. A small Situ Shenliu is not enough to make him leave Yuanji Xianzong and come here in person."

Princess Yulong begged.

"Take us with you again, we promise not to harm you."

Ye Wutian frowned.

"You are too slow, and you can't take us often."

"..."

Princess Yulong was speechless for a while.

Li Bai said.

"Brother, I got a Heavenly Demon Sword in the battle, which is as good as the Supreme Spirit Sword. The speed should be no problem."

Ye Wutian asked with a puzzled look in his heart.

"How many people can it accommodate?"

Li Bai smiled and answered.

"Just three people, and if you add the Heavenly Demon Boots, the speed will be even faster."

Ye Wutian let them follow and returned to the Beixuan Desert.

When they arrived, they saw that the remaining bandits in the Beixuan Desert had all been killed by Beigong Yuchen.

Following him, in addition to the "ordinary" disciples of the Multiverse Immortal Sect, there was also Situ Shenliu.

As for Qiao Xueshuang...

she was cleaning the battlefield according to Ye Wutian's instructions.

The Iron Hat King, the Sixth Princess of the Great Yan Dynasty and others were all helping.

Even when Beigong Yuchen came, Qiao Xueshuang did not stop cleaning the battlefield.

There is no other reason.

In Qiao Xueshuang's heart, no one in the Yuanji Immortal Sect, or even the ten sects of the Immortal Dao, is Ye Wutian's opponent.

Ye Wutian asked me to clean up the battlefield, and I must complete this task!

I can't be influenced by anyone.

Ye Wutian, who appeared in the distant void, noticed this scene and raised his eyebrows slightly. It seems that Qiao Xueshuang really surrendered.

Beigong Yuchen looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood in front of him calmly, and asked Situ Shenliu behind him.

"These sand bandits, all died at the hands of Ye Wutian?"

Situ Shenliu said.

"They died at the hands of Wang Ye, Li Bai, and Princess Yulong. As for Ye Wutian, he didn't even work hard from beginning to end. It seems that he only used a Taoist weapon to imprison these bandits and turned them into a whetstone for Wang Ye and his men."

Beigong Yuchen's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice.

"Don't hide it for him. I know that the Taoist weapon he has is the Rebirth Map."

Situ Shenliu knelt down quickly.

"Shenliu dare not!"

Beigong Yuchen said indifferently.

"The Shenliu sword in your hand was modified by me personally. When you used this sword to fight the flying corpse demon, I felt that the sword spirit of the Shenliu sword was not normal, so I came to investigate."

After hearing this, Situ Shenliu suddenly thought of something, and a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

But at this moment, the aura of Beigong Yuchen suddenly became as cold as hell.

With him as the center, the desert under his feet froze for no reason.

The ice layer was like countless silver snakes, heading towards the sea of ​​blood and corpses in front.

Although there was no ice behind Beigong Yuchen, Situ Shenliu behind him, as well as all the disciples of the Yuanji Xianzong, were all shivering with cold, and were quickly frozen.

But the sea of ​​blood and corpses had been completely frozen.

Qiao Xueshuang and the others who were cleaning up the battlefield were all frozen without exception.

Fortunately, the method Qiao Xueshuang practiced was somewhat similar to the terrifying ice magic power, so before being completely frozen, she tiptoed and took the Iron Hat King and the others into the air and left the place.

Qiao Xueshuang, who was stepping on a top-grade spiritual sword, looked at Beigong Yuchen as if he was looking at a god or demon.

The Iron Hat King behind him asked tremblingly.

"Could this be... one of the ten great magical powers of the Yuanji Immortal Sect, the Mysterious Ice Immortal Art?"

Qiao Xueshuang whispered.

"That's right, it's a pity that the spoils have not been cleaned up in time."

The Iron Hat King was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Qiao Xueshuang said, but the next moment he noticed that the desert on the ground was already frozen like a hundred miles of ice, and the sea of ​​corpses and blood was all frozen. And as Beigong Yuchen raised his hand, the frozen

sea of ​​corpses and blood suddenly turned into countless ice fragments. When the cold wind in the desert blew, millions of sand bandits turned into ice, and the spoils that had not been cleaned up in time also disappeared without a trace.

The Iron Hat King felt a pain in his flesh.

Qiao Xueshuang was also angry in her heart, and gnashed her teeth.

"How domineering! He destroyed what he couldn't get!"

Beigong Yuchen seemed to have heard Qiao Xueshuang's dissatisfaction, and said with a cold smile.

"These are all things from the Demon Sect. It's good for you to destroy them. Otherwise, these things from the Demon Sect will arouse your greed and ruin your practice. But you don't have to feel bad. After returning to Yuanji Xianzong, all the survivors present will get a top-grade spiritual sword."

Qiao Xueshuang didn't say anything.

She already has a top-grade spiritual sword, so why would she care about a top-grade spiritual sword?

But when the female disciples behind Beigong Yuchen heard this, they all cheered up.

They came to the Beixuan Desert and didn't even exert any effort. After returning, they can get a top-grade spiritual sword?

This is simply like a big pie suddenly falling from the sky!

The far-away Ye Wutan suddenly flashed over and frowned.

"Beigong Yuchen, what you did is unfair, isn't it? The bandit was killed by my people, and it took many days. Now that you are here, the bandit is gone, and the spoils on the bandit are also destroyed by you. Do you think this is appropriate?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words fell, the voice of the Candle Dragon came from the Rebirth Picture again.

"You are really my ancestor. I told you not to mess with him, but you didn't listen!"

Ye Wutan responded.

"Why don't you take the Donghuang Bell from him first? Oh, no, it can't be called robbery. He destroyed my spoils, so he has to pay, pay a Donghuang Bell!"