Chapter 116
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Evil, for heaven and earth? The restriction of tolerance.
Silently, the sky darkened. Even the starlight couldn't shine through the darkness and onto the ground.
In the dark night, Fa Wuxin, was there? An.
Suddenly? Thunder rumbled in the sky.
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Thunder rumbled in the distance.
The Glorious Sun Secret Guard, who was riding a fire luan, was about to rush to the place where the crown prince was undergoing his tribulation. When he turned around, his eyes widened in shock at the scene before him.
After using the power of the holy wood, Ye Yunlan was already a speck of dust in his eyes.
But what did he see?
He saw this person whom he regarded as an ant, who had been stripped of his bloodline power, and who was now completely cut off from the Ye Clan? Was actually An? Standing among the countless golden threads of karma, An, An, An? Was, unharmed.
How was this possible!
The holy wood wutong had been watered by the demon lord's essence blood. Even after thousands of years, the remaining power was still extremely strong. It could even touch the karma order of the heavens. And such power. Even a powerful mortal evolution state would tremble in fear.
The demon lord's divine phoenix was once the closest existence to an "immortal" in this world.
This was also the Ye Clan's position among the ancient clans. They relied on it to have the greatest right to speak.
And now, this recognition was destroyed by the scene before him? The scene was slowly shattered.
The Glorious Sun Secret Guard watched in horror as Ye Yunlan walked forward. Among the golden threads, ordinary people? Once the irresistible power of the holy wood touched him, it would turn into flying light and enter his body.
At the same time, Ye Yunlan's pitch-black eyes became brighter and brighter. It even gradually … emitted a piercing golden glow.
How was this possible … No? It could be …
This feeling? This scene was even more shocking than when he turned around and saw that the power of the holy wood couldn't hurt Ye Yunlan.
Golden eyes — this was clearly the sign of the Ye Clan's bloodline atavism! But even in the Ye Clan, they had used up all the clan's resources to support it. After so many years, it still wasn't? Passed? There was a Ye Xuanguang whose bloodline atavism was seen by the entire clan as the destined son of god. Only? Hoping to grow smoothly and ascend to the throne? The throne was revered and worshipped by the entire clan.
Ye Yunlan's bloodline power had been exhausted. What did he do to deserve such a sacred and noble symbol?
Ye Yunlan walked closer? The closer he got.
Amidst the countless golden threads, this person? He was dressed in white and his black hair fluttered in the wind. He held a sword in his hand. The sharp tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, emitting a cold light.
That pair of golden eyes shot over. Gui Huai? It made him, who had seen countless mighty figures in the past thousands of years, weak in the knees.
To be able to become the Glorious Sun Hidden Guards, they must have been in the Ye Clan for tens of thousands of years. Someone with an outstanding bloodline? What? Only then could one rely on soaking in a very small amount of saprophyte? Could the flower sap maintain the physical body and divine soul? Decaying, in another sense? "Immortality?"
He was the seventy-second of the Ye Clan? He was the most outstanding existence among the direct descendants of the Ye Clan. Before he became a Glorious Sun Hidden Guard, he was once a Holy Elder of the Glorious Sun Clan. He still remembered that the younger generation of the Ye Clan liked to call him "Elder Zixin".
But now, Ye Zixin felt the suppression of her bloodline power.
Beast? Comparing people? It was even more intelligent. The Fire Luan he was controlling let out a crisp cry and slowly descended to the ground. It lowered its body and made a submissive and flattering posture.
Ye Yunlan was already standing in front of him.
He raised his snow-white sword and pointed it at his neck. His long eyes poured out a blazing golden light, piercing his eyes. It hurt.
Ye Zixin's heart skipped a beat. He remembered what Emperor Ye had said before leaving the Glorious Sun Imperial Palace.
"The birth of the Phoenix Star will be accompanied by a trial of calamity. A great calamity will descend. Did the Heavenly Tomes prophesy it? There is room for error. You are the sharp sword of the Ye Clan. You should remove our worries. "
Emperor Ye waved his sleeve. A white-robed figure appeared in the water mirror, sleeping on a bed with his eyes closed. His face was pale and sickly. Only? His features were extremely beautiful.
Ye Zixin had served the Ye Clan for thousands of years, but he had never seen such a stunning appearance.
"He has an ice-type spiritual root. He appeared in the Ye Clan's bloodline inheritance, 'No? 'and took away a small portion of Xuan Guang's bloodline power. If not for him, Xuan Guang would have been born. He would have returned to his ancestral roots. Would he have become a vice? A true Heavenly Bloodline? Only? No? Is it not enough to make up for it? It's too late. "
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