"you...."
Hearing this.
Everyone in Qingyun Holy Land had an extremely grim look on their faces.
no way.
This old man is too powerful.
Even strong ones like Luo Li and Xiao Lian couldn't resist it.
If he really starts a killing spree, who in the entire Qingyun Holy Land can stop him?
"Sir, why waste your words on these ants? Qingyun Holy Land is stubborn and unyielding. They dare to go against you. They are courting death. It's a pity that Ye Han died too easily. If he were here, I would let him see with his own eyes how these ants died."
Another old man spoke coldly.
This person is none other than the ancestor of Wanmie Pavilion.
When Ye Han was here, with the help of Jiang Wudi and Mu Lin, they were suppressed to the point where they didn't even dare to fart.
This made his hatred for Ye Han extremely strong.
"Fuck you!"
Nangong Zhantian cursed angrily, his face extremely angry, "Ye Han is the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, how could he fall so easily?"
Although it has been many years since the Eternal Sky was opened.
Ye Han still didn't show up.
But he believed that Ye Han must still be alive.
It won't die so easily.
"Hahaha, you ants, it seems you are still dreaming of that unrealistic dream. Besides, with adults here, what can it matter even if Ye Han is still alive?" Ou Yezi laughed again.
However.
Next second.
A big hand suddenly appeared in front of him.
Click.
Following a loud bang.
His body was instantly grabbed by big hands.
Immediately following.
A figure slowly appeared in front of him.
If it’s not Ye Han, then who else could it be?
"What do you think?"
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