"It's you?"

On the ancient platform of the battle of the talisman formation, all the Han people were stunned, their eyes suddenly turned, and they all looked at Ye Yan.

"I can't stand this pressure anymore."

“Too…too strong!”

"Boy, you..."

At this time, not only Han Wei, but even the boy of the four-level half-step Nirvana Soul Master of the Korean clan was pale, his face was very pale, his teeth were tightly biting, his face looked extremely ugly. Even he could not resist this pressure. It was too strong.

.

"this?"

"What's going on?"

"That boy suppressed the entire Korean genius?"

"Didn't you say... you don't talk about the Taoist realm?"

Many people were stunned in the audience.

For a moment, the eyes also looked at Lan Tong.

At this time, Lan Tong was stunned again.

What's going on?

"Oh!"

At this moment, the Lion Emperor sneered.

Lan Tong is just a vision of creation, and it is just a physical constitution. His own realm is only in a half-step Nirvana. Do you still want to see through Ye Yan?

Ye Yan... is the real imperial body!

"Boy, you..." Lan Tong stared at Ye Yan with a pale face.

"Now, do you understand who is ridiculous?"

"It seems that your eyes are not good at all." Ye Yan said, staring at Lan Tong.

"snort!"

"I admit that I misunderstood the truth just now, but... now you are only a three-level half-step soul master, right?"
Chapter completed!