At this moment, the three people's appearances are very unique.

Hei Guang wore a mask on half of his face, which was pitch black and completely blocked half of his face. Only half of it was exposed, and there was no expression on it at the moment, only the pair of eyes were dark.

Yang Shan looked the most normal, as if nothing had changed, but if you look closely, you will find that he has been sitting empty-handed, with half of his butt hanging in the air, which is very uncomfortable.

Among the three, Piao Xin looked the most miserable.

Only half of her left arm was left, and the remaining half and her left hand were all missing. At this moment, she was still wrapped in bandages. On her already mean face, there were many indescribable expressions!

Unwilling, fear, resentment, meanness, and extremely complex!

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Damn it! Damn it!!"

Piao Xin couldn't help it, and cursed in a hoarse voice!

But only Hei Guang and Yang Shan could hear her voice, so she only dared to use telepathy.

Hei Guang had no expression on his face, but Yang Shan sighed and said, "How long has it been since then? There is such a thing in this world! What should we... do?"

Yang Shan's tone was filled with a hint of dejection.

"What else can we do? This is almost a situation of life and death!"

"Have you forgotten what happened not long ago?"

"Hua Teng and the entire Hua family were wiped out by this little bastard!! How audacious is this? He is simply seeking revenge for personal gain!"

"This little bastard is vindictive and ruthless! He will never let us go!"

Piao Xin cursed viciously, with a strong sense of uneasiness.

"No! Hei Guang, we must find a way, we must not sit and wait for death! We must take the initiative, we must..."

"We can't do anything."

Finally, Hei Guang's voice sounded, without a trace of emotion, but it made Piao Xin's voice suddenly stagnate.

"He is about to become a spirit child."

"When he became a quasi-spirit child, we couldn't do anything to him. Now that he has become a spirit child, it's not just full-fledged, but a great momentum."

"In terms of status, achievements and honors, he is already above us. Now we need to look up to him, not him."

Hei Guang's words were like thunder in Piao Xin's heart, turning her uneasiness into a deep panic!

How long has it been?

The little beast that could be killed with a flick of the wrist in the past has now turned into a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex, looking down at him from above, but he can't do anything and dares not do anything.

"Accept reality and learn to accept your fate..."

Yang Shan spoke again, with a deep sense of powerlessness.

"But, but what if he continues to kill us?"

Piao Xin trembled and spoke with reluctance.

"On the surface, he also dare not make a move. As long as we are cautious, he can't do anything to us. After all, we are still the second seat."

"Also, we are... legends!"

"He is not yet!"

"And the most important point is that he killed Ye Lan, and he should have offended Lord Long Qianqiu."

"The future... is long."

Hei Guang's words finally made Piao Xin feel a sense of security.

Swish, swish, swish!

At this moment, five streams of light suddenly came from a distance and also landed in the Coronation Holy Land. After revealing their figures, they were all five young figures.

The moment they saw these five figures, countless Nine Veins disciples also quieted down.

These five people are the five quasi-spiritual sons of the Ancient Alliance today!

Three women and two men.

One of them is handsome and tall as a mountain. It is Wan Yanghao.

At this moment, Wan Yanghao looked at Ye Wuque, who was motionless in the center, and his eyes showed a deep sense of self-abasement.

"Compared to him, what are we?"

Wan Yanghao's self-deprecating voice sounded, and when it fell into the ears of the other few people, they nodded gently, with a face full of emotion.

Everyone knows.

If Ye Wuque is included, there were originally eight quasi-spiritual sons in the Ancient Alliance.

But what about now?

Ye Wuque is about to be crowned as a spiritual son, and before that, he killed Hua Teng and Ye Lan with one hand.

As a result, there are only five quasi-spiritual sons left.

In front of Ye Wuque, the other quasi-spiritual sons of the Ancient Alliance really felt what the gap was, and the gap was too far.

"But I won't admit defeat!"

"The position of spiritual son..."

"Sooner or later, there will be a seat for me, Wan Yanghao!"

After sitting down, Wan Yanghao's eyes showed a strong fighting spirit.

Ye Wuque's strong path to promotion seemed to infect and inspire Wan Yanghao, making him full of fighting spirit.

Buzz buzz buzz!

However, in the next moment...

Four streams of light suddenly rushed out from an unknown place in the Ancient Alliance, each occupying a place, exuding a vast and infinite aura, as if four boundless skies had appeared out of nowhere.

If the arrival of the five quasi-spiritual sons made the Coronation Holy Land quiet, then the moment the four majestic auras were felt, the entire Coronation Holy Land suddenly became dead silent! ! Not only

the Nine Veins disciples, but also every second seat, were quiet at this moment, looking at the four slowly descending streams of light with solemn expressions.

These four streams of light fell into the Coronation Holy Land, and all of them showed figures, who were Qing Yunhuang, Long Qianqiu, Wenren Chuixue, and Gu Xinao!

The young generation of the Ancient Alliance truly stood at the top, and the existence of a dragon that could not be seen on weekdays... the spirit son!

In the Ancient Alliance, the spirit son and the spirit daughter are living legends, and they are also the idols and pillars that countless Nine Veins disciples look up to in their hearts.

Now, four of the five spirit sons and spirit daughters have come, and the shock they bring is indescribable!

Ancient Alliance rules.

When a new quasi-spiritual son is crowned, the other quasi-spiritual sons must be present.

Similarly.

When a new spirit son is crowned, the rest of the spirit sons must also be present.

This is an ancient etiquette.

At this moment.

The four spirit sons and spirit daughters stood in the coronation holy land. Their thrones were at the forefront of the coronation holy land, adjacent to the thrones of the three most important first seats, and at the same level.

Qing Yunhuang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Wuque on the dragon chariot from afar. A hint of expectation flashed in his sharp eyes. After a glance, he walked towards his throne and sat down.

Long Qianqiu smiled faintly and was extremely friendly. He and Wenren Chuixue stood together. From a certain point of view, they were really a pair of immortal lovers.

However, when Long Qianqiu's star-like eyes looked at Ye Wuque, an inexplicable and creepy smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Wenren Chuixue's pretty face was indifferent, without any expression, but the charm she exuded was full of aggression. She just glanced at Ye Wuque and turned to walk towards the throne.

Long Qianqiu also smiled faintly and walked towards his throne.

Only Gu Xin'ao was still standing there, staring at Ye Wuque without blinking.

How could Gu Xin'ao look as miserable as he did when he was suppressed by Ye Wuque in the Earth Kun?

Obviously, he had recovered and regained the grace of a spirit.

Ye Wuque's appearance was reflected in his terrifying eyes. For some reason, all the Nine Veins disciples in the entire Coronation Holy Land suddenly felt a sense of trembling and couldn't help trembling!

Gu Xin'ao and Ye Wuque... have a grudge?

Many Nine Veins disciples with extraordinary eyesight immediately discovered this, but they were still confused.

After all, what happened in the Earth Kun was not spread out, and no one among the Nine Veins disciples knew.

On the dragon chariot, Ye Wuque sat quietly, motionless, and his eyes were closed at some point, as if he was resting his eyes.

Gu Xin'ao stared at Ye Wuque without blinking, but suddenly smiled.

On the throne at the back, Long Qianqiu leaned on the throne and looked at Gu Xin'ao's back, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

"Ye Wuque..."

Suddenly, Gu Xin'ao's voice sounded, and it seemed to carry a hint of leisure, so clear in the dead silence of the Coronation Holy Land!

Everyone pricked up their ears!

"I have a question to ask..."

"Do you think... you can really become the sixth spirit son of my Ancient Alliance today?"

Gu Xin'ao smiled, as if asking casually.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the originally dead silence of the Coronation Holy Land instantly became tense! !