With the fall of another strong man from the third level of the Taoist Ancestor Realm.

The three tribes of the strong men looked at each other deeply and gathered together directly.

And Long Aotian and Fuyao also flew back to Ye Han.

Sun Wukong, who had been recovering from his injuries, looked much better at this time. After seeing the other party's behavior, Sun Wukong and Gan Qianqian also flew to Ye Han.

"Great Sage, how are your injuries?" Ye Han turned around and looked at Sun Wukong and said.

"I worry about the Emperor. If the Emperor hadn't taken action, my old Sun would have probably entered the underworld now." Sun Wukong looked at Ye Han with gratitude.

"Next, you should recover from your injuries. Don't take action." Ye Han reminded him again and again.

Sun Wukong's face tightened.

"Don't worry, my old grandson is almost done now. If you have another fight with the other party, my old grandson will definitely let him be wiped out."

Long Aotian curled his lips.

"Brother Monkey... don't show off... You're like this. If you show off, we'll have to eat the mat."

"???" Sun Wukong was confused when he heard this.

Looking at Long Aotian who learned and used the word "eating mat" in a practical way.

Ye Han only felt a little overwhelmed.

"Okay, you stupid dragon, shut up."

Ye Han scolded him.

Long Aotian immediately hugged Sun Wukong's shoulder, "Brother Monkey, am I kidding you? You can have a good rest next time. If you have something to do, you can go first."

Knowing that Ye Han and the others were all caring about him, Sun Wukong nodded with a smile.

At this time.

The faces of the powerful men from the three tribes not far away changed.

"Ye Han, you have committed a heinous crime when you kill my son of the Qilin clan. If you confess your guilt and follow me back to accept the judgment of the elders in the clan, there may be a glimmer of life."

"If you are obsessed with it, you will be responsible for the consequences." The powerful man from the third level of the Ancestral Realm of the Qilin clan looked at Ye Han with gritted teeth.

Ye Han's mouth raised slightly.

"Haha, it's so ridiculous. I want me to confess my guilt and commit suicide. Are you worthy of the Qilin clan?"

Long Aotian also looked at the other person with a mentally retarded expression.

"Has your Qilin clan kicked the brain by a donkey?"

"I want to judge my boss, and you don't even urinate in the mirror. Just like your own pussy, you're just an old hen on the roof."

Before Long Aotian could finish speaking.

Xia Linglong looked sideways at Long Aotian.

"What does the old hen mean on the roof?"

Long Aotian curled his lips.

"The old hen is on the roof, what kind of bird he is?"

Xia Linglong: "Uh..."

Long Aotian was scolded.

The powerful Qilin clan's faces turned green.

At this time.

The strong man from the Zhuque clan in the third level of the Ancestral Realm looked at Jiang Taixu with a gloomy face.

"You kill my genius of the Vermilion Bird tribe. There is no place for you to live in the heavens and all worlds. The strength of my Vermilion Bird tribe is beyond your imagination. Thinking of your extraordinary talent, I will give you a chance to serve my Vermilion Bird tribe for 100,000 years. Avoid death penalty.”

Jiang Taixu didn't speak, but just turned his gaze to Long Aotian.

Watching Jiang Taixu's action.

The face of the strong man of the Zhuque clan suddenly collapsed.

"Today I was really a little knife slashing my butt, and I opened my eyes. I thought it was rare to be as mentally retarded as the Kirin clan, but I didn't expect that they all gathered together."

"I have served your Suzaku clan for 100,000 years. Do you still have to squint your face? It's really a tadpole with frog tattoos. Are you showing off your mother?"

Long Aotian became more and more excited the more he spoke.

The spit was almost sprayed on the other person's face.

At this time.

The Zhuque tribe members were already gritting their teeth in anger, and wished they could rush up to tear Long Aotian's mouth.

After the squirting of the Suzaku clan silently, Long Aotian turned his gaze to the powerful dragon clan.

Seeing Long Aotian looking at him, the powerful dragon clan immediately shrank behind everyone.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that Long Aotian still has this talent." Ye Han was amazed at it.

"Talent... is really talent..." Xia Linglong was also dumbfounded.

that's all.

Ye Han and his men confronted the powerful men of the three tribes in this way.

The powerful men of the three tribes were afraid of Jiang Taixu and Yang Jian, and hated Ye Han to the core.

In this way, the two sides were in a stalemate for a long time.

"Ahem..."

Ye Han couldn't help but cough on purpose.

The three tribes' strong men immediately looked at Ye Han and the others with a vigilant look on their faces.

"Get out first..."

A low voice suddenly came from the Qilin clan.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

The Dragon Clan's strong man immediately said righteously: "Yes, there are too many strong men around Ye Han now. If the stalemate continues, the trial of this secret realm will be over. It is more important to grab the identity token."

The Zhuque tribe looked at each other and nodded.

that's all.

The powerful men of the three tribes disappeared without a trace with lightning speed.

Ye Han, who was left alone, looked confused...

"Just leave like this?" Yang Jian said disappointedly.

Long Aotian curled his lips.

"Fortunately, I left. Ben Long was dry and his mouth was dry. If he sprayed, they were not dead. Ben Long died of thirst first..."

Just then.

The anxious voice of the mysterious ancient god sounded in Ye Han's mind.
Chapter completed!