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Chapter 7: Ye Tianhe's Backhand

"ah?"

"Is it too tired today?"

Chu Qiao looked at Ye Ling, who was paralyzed on himself.

"Pap".

There was a bright red slap print on Chu Qiao's face.

"The bitch, you can't attract me by yourself, but dare to laugh at me." Ye Ling's face was ruthless.

Chu Qiao was slapped directly by a slap, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.

"Slutter, you think you can climb the dragon bed one step to the sky. You are just my Ye Ling's play objects. I let you give birth to you and let you die."

"Now, get it out for me, otherwise you still have you from Chu's sun."

With Ye Ling's roar.

Chu Qiao left the hall pale, leaving only Ye Ling alone.

At this time, Ye Ling looked at his brother blankly at this time, and his face had completely turned into pork liver.

"It must have been too tired recently, yes, it must be that!"

"Find some heaven and earth treasure, I will replenish my body now."

Ye Ling murmured and ran outside the temple, as if he was about to rush to make up .ъìqυgεtv.

Looking at this scene, Ye Han smiled slightly as the culprit.

"Hahaha, it's really the biggest pain of a man, so you can realize it slowly."

Ye Han stepped out.

The whole person appears directly on the dragon chair.

God thought.

"Sure enough here."

Ye Han wrapped a golden dragon ring with spiritual power and slowly drifted out.

Look at the ring in front.

Ye Han excitedly explored the consciousness into it.

"Sure enough, it is a storage ring."

Ye Han looked at the dazzling elixir in the ring, spirit grass.

There are even many magic tools.

And above many spiritual tools, there is a long sword that exudes a powerful spiritual fluctuations to attract Ye Han's eyes.

Fairy!

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, Ye Han's eyes were on.

"This is actually a Chinese fairy ware."

Ye Han's consciousness was slightly moved, and this long sword was taken out.

On the scabbard, there are two lines of small characters.

"Stand your heart for the heavens and the earth, set your life for the people, follow the sanctuary, and open all the peace."

"Tianzi sword, I personally practice, give me my child."

This is the last teaching of a father to teach the child before leaving.

Looking at these two lines of small words, Ye Han's heart was deeply touched.

"I will take you back!"

Ye Hanqing couldn't help but clenched his hand.

He calmed down.

Ye Han's consciousness was explored into the storage ring again, and soon Ye Han was bright again.

The eighteen peaks of robbery period.

Thirty -six Mahayana peaks.

"This should be the back of my cheap father for me."

Ye Han looked at the many treasures in the storage ring and there was a puppet, and sighed slightly.

"Leave so many resources, and even the puppets who have been crossed. It seems that my father may not be able to return, so I prepare so much."

The eighteenth puppets at the peak of the robbery period, the peak of the thirty -six Mahayana periods, as long as the gods can't come out, Huaxia is no.

At this moment.

Ye Han really felt the good intentions of this cheap father.

"Now, I am more and more looking forward to tomorrow's climbing ceremony."

Ye Han's mouth raised slightly.

It seems that Ye Ling's frightened expression has been seen.

As Ye Han was ready to leave, her eyes suddenly stunned the dragon chair created by the material.

Ye Han, who couldn't help but sit in this place that belonged to him.

The moment Ye Han and the dragon chair were in contact.

Suddenly Ye Han realized that his consciousness could cover the entire Chinese territory.

And the state of the whole person has become extremely detached.

"What's going on?"

Ye Han frowned and could only ask the system in his mind.

[Drop, the power of faith, the speed of cultivation, double the speed of cultivation, double the understanding, double the area of ​​consciousness ...]

Looking at the front BUFF, which was beld in my mind, Ye Han gradually understood.

"It turns out that this dragon chair is gathered on the power of the entire Huaxia territory."

"The original owner had sitting in a dragon chair before, did you not find this strange place, and Ye Ling didn't find it."

What Ye Han does not know is that the dragon chair can not absorb the power of faith. First of all, you must be able to cultivate so that you can feel the power of faith.

The original owner Ye Han cannot be cultivated, so he can't feel the power of faith.

Secondly, it must be the true master of Huaxia, and Ye Han is the bloodline of the Lord of the previous generation of Huaxia.

Although Ye Ling feels the power of faith, it is not the master of the Chinese territory and is not recognized by Tiandao, so naturally he can't absorb the power of faith.

And Ye Ling just wanted to use the Ceremony of the Kitza, to tell the Taoism, and to seize the position of the Lord of the Chinese territory.

The power of faith is endlessly used. Ye Han, who is new to Wonderland, needs to be familiar with it.

"When Ye Ling is resolved tomorrow, it is time to rectify the Chinese territory."

Ye Han had just realized a subtle energy, but Ye Han realized that this energy was gradually decreasing.

This means that the power of faith is gradually decreasing.

The reduction of the power of faith means that the subjects within the Huaxia territory have gradually no longer supported the Lord of his Chinese territory.

Only by re -gaining the trust of the subjects and support can Ye Han recover the power of faith.

The power of faith is also related to the luck of the Huaxia territory. Once the power of faith completely disappears, the luck collapses, and the entire Huaxia territory will usher in the disaster.

"Huh, Ye Ling, it's your death soon!"

Ye Han snorted and disappeared in the hall.

At this time, Ye Ling entered the treasure house to find several kinds of elixir suits that nourishes yin and nourish the yang, so he couldn't wait to experiment.

"How could this, how could this be!"

Ye Ling's face began to become extremely horrible.

"Is there a way to cultivate the fork, there will be a way, there must be a way!"

The anxious Ye Ling began to think about it.

"The power of faith, by the way, the power of faith is endless, and the power of faith will definitely repair the body."

"Even if the power of faith can't be repaired, I can practice through the power of faith, and I can quickly reach into the god of the gods. At that time

Thinking of this, Ye Ling's expression became more and more cloudy.

"Tomorrow's climbing ceremony must not be born. Ye Ling must be on the throne of the Lord of the Chinese territory."

At this time.

The old man of gray clothes suddenly appeared.

"Hall of the Embarra, the people sent by the prince have reached, everything is ready, and it is absolutely foolproof."

"good!"

"After today, Ye Ling's name will ring nine domains and eighteen states."

Ye Ling stared at the sun gradually rising in the east.

As if you have stood on the top of the world.

And Ye Han also looked at the gradually white sky at this time.
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