C193 A Demon King from the North Province
C193 A Demon King from the North Province
But surprisingly, the crowd did not notice that Ye Qingxuan was in the middle of beating them up. They did not feel that something was wrong at all. Instead, they listened with great interest.
"After that, Ye Ziyang came to Eastern Continent. There were as many experts as the clouds in Eastern Continent. At that time, he was only in the Golden Core Stage Realm, and he was being bullied everywhere. At that time, he declared that he would break through all the worlds in the universe and exterminate all the devils and devils in Eastern Continent!"
That was it!
I will break through the myriad of stars and annihilate all the devils and devils in the Eastern Continent!
What an arrogant statement!
"I will break through all the worlds in the universe and annihilate all the devils and devils in the Eastern Continent..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Only a few people were able to comprehend it.
"I've comprehended it! I've comprehended it!"
"Thank you, Saint. Thank you, Saint."
"The Saint is truly a True Dragon!"
When Ye Qingxuan saw this, he curled his lips and stretched out his hand to ask for money.
He was already used to saying that others could comprehend anything he said.
What a joke. Other people can't spend money listening to my story? Since it was preaching, then it wasn't counted. But this bunch of people broke through!
The few of them were stunned.
What did the Holy Son want money for? Is he testing us? Is he testing whether we became arrogant after our epiphany?
As they thought about it, their expressions became firmer and firmer. They directly took out a large amount of silver and handed it to Ye Qingxuan.
Ye Qingxuan was also stunned. This... this was so easy?
Who cares? If he didn't want it, it would be a waste. He simply put the silver into his bag and lightly coughed.
"Then, the preaching will end here!" Ye Qing shouted.
After saying that, he left and prepared to go to his room to pack his luggage.
"We respectfully send off the Son!"
"We'll respectfully send the Son off!"
"We bid our farewells to the Son!"
...
The shouts of tens of thousands of people shook the surrounding ten thousand miles.
The Sky-Breaking Palace.
"Son, are you really not going to stay for long?"
Po Xiaotian had been trying to persuade him to stay. After all, it would be easier for his daughter to take Ye Qingxuan down if she stayed for one more day.
"Son, stay for a few more days." Po Yanran said with teary eyes.
"Older brother, the next time I see you, I will definitely be stronger than you!" Yun Tao waved his fist."
"Alright, elder brother will wait for you." Po Duanyun patted Yun Tao's head.
Ye Qingxuan said with a firm expression, "No, I'm here to preach to the world. I'm here to benefit the world. I can't stay here any longer."
He turned to Po Duanyun and Ye Xiao and said resolutely, "Let's go!"
"Yes, sir."
Both of them answered at the same time.
Although Po Xiaotian was a little disappointed, he wasn't completely disappointed. After all, it was a good thing that Po Duanyun was by his side. Everyone in the world knew that being by the side of the Saint was the greatest opportunity.
"Where's the next stop?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"Senior brother, it's the Ping Tian Sect." Ye Xiao said.
"Alright, let's not delay any longer. Let's go." Ye Qingxuan communicated with his mind and the white tiger came with a swoosh.
A monstrous demonic aura swept across the entire palace. Po Xiaotian's facial expression changed dramatically. He was very familiar with this demonic aura.
Looking at the white tiger respectfully standing in front of Ye Qingxuan, Po Xiaotian thought to himself, 'You are still the Holy Son!'
"Let's go."
Ye Qingxuan rode on the white tiger, and the white tiger set off unhurriedly.
"Yes."
The two of them flew on their swords.
Po Yanran could no longer hold it in anymore. She shed a tear and shouted towards the horizon, "Ye Qingxuan, I will wait for you, no matter if it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, or... forever..."
When she finished speaking, Po Yanran's face became somewhat gloomy.
"Sigh, daughter, you must learn to let go. You are not the same person as him. Don't waste your life because of a person in the sky." Po Xiaotian shook his head and sighed.
"Humph, I must become stronger. Then I will beat Ye Qingxuan up and let him marry my sister." Po Yuntao defended Po Yanran for her injustice.
"But... Father, why is my heart like acupuncture?" Po Yanran clutched her chest, tears unknowingly flowing down her face.
"Sigh, let it go. I have missed my life by meeting this person!"
Po Xiaotian sighed.
...
Hu! Hu! Hu!
A gust of evil wind blew past. The sky was dark and the air was filled with a terrifying demonic aura.
In an instant, the demonic aura filled the entire North Province. Not only the North Province, even the Western Continent was affected.
Pingtian Sect.
Gai Rao narrowed his eyes. He could see a trace of shock in his eyes!
It had been so many years, and it had been so many years since a demon beast like this had appeared in North Province. No, it should be a Demon King!
This demon's magic power is on par with mine, it's best not to provoke him!
Outside the Pingtian Sect.
Ye Qingxuan slapped the white tiger's head again and said angrily, "Can you keep your demon aura!?"
Ye Qingxuan was speechless. Every time, he would appear in such a high-profile manner. Could you give me a chance to show off?
The white tiger had no choice but to withdraw its demonic aura, feeling wronged.
Just like that, the few of them arrived outside the sect.
"You are..."
When the two disciples at the door saw the other party's temperament, they couldn't help but be careful.
Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly. "I am Ye Qingxuan. This is Ye Xiao and Po Duanyun."
"Oh, Ye Qing... What?! Ye Qingxuan! "
"F * ck! Ye Qingxuan? son of God, Ye Qingxuan? "
" That's me. "
Ye Qingxuan felt great in his heart. That's right, that's right, that's right. It was the kind of shock he felt when he found out who I am.
After the shock, the two of them looked at each other in disbelief.
Ye Xiao took out his token, "This is the token of Qingyun Holy Land. Can you let us in?"
The two disciples quickly went forward to check the token. They found two big words clearly carved on the surface of the token - Qingyun!
Hiss!
The two of them sucked in a breath of cold air!
It really was son of God, Ye Qingxuan!
"Greetings, Saint!"
The two of them immediately cupped their hands.
"There's no need for formalities." Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, "Bring me to the Sect Master."
The two of them answered, and Ye Qingxuan and the others followed behind them.
...
In the sky above North Province.
Ten terrifying auras were gathered in the sky above. All of them were at the Nascent Infant, and the highest level was the Deification Stage.
"A Demon King has actually appeared in the North Province, this is truly a marvelous scene. "An old man in a black robe stepped on a flying sword and slowly appeared.
"That's right. I didn't expect to come to a remote place like the North Province. There aren't any handsome men here." A beautiful girl in purple clothes slowly appeared.
"If anyone has this Demon King, I'm afraid that his sect will rise to a whole new level." A middle-aged man said.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect everyone to be here." An old man with long hair appeared.
"Elder Huo is here"
"How has Elder Huo been recently?"
"How is Elder Huo's health?"
When the elder appeared, everyone immediately greeted him.
"Hahaha, thank you all for your concern. This old man's old bones can still hold on." The old man stroked his beard and had a kind expression on his face.
"Are all of you here to snatch this Demon King?" An arrogant youth spoke.
This question immediately attracted everyone's attention, but no one answered him.
The young man laughed arrogantly, "No matter what you came here for, this Demon King can only belong to me, Huo Yunzi! All of you, retreat!"
When everyone heard this, they looked at Huo Yunzi with fiery eyes, but they suddenly remembered something, Huo Yunzi? The personal disciple of Elder Huo?
What the f * ck!
He even tried to snatch a chicken neck!
The more the crowd remained silent, the prouder the youth became.