The hope of the beast race!

Ye Feng was shocked.

Tang San actually became the hope of the beast race's revival?

Ye Feng was very curious. He was curious about how Tang San had the Dragon God Nine Tests.

Ye Feng was the God of Creation. He thought about defeating the Silver Dragon King. He read the Silver Dragon King's memory by force and got the answers to these questions from the Silver Dragon King.

However, Ye Feng did not do so. Because it would be meaningless to do so.

"Huh."

Ye Feng smiled and said proudly: "The five supreme gods in the past could defeat the Dragon God. Now it's Tang San, so he can still defeat him. Do you think he will have a chance to turn the tables?"

The Silver Dragon King looked solemn and silent.

The God Realm has changed drastically and is no longer the God Realm before. In fact, she has no confidence in Tang San in her heart.

The nine dragon kings of the beast race in the past, plus many second-level gods, third-level gods, and millions of divine beasts. They were still defeated by human gods and the five supreme gods.

After a hundred years of recuperation, the Silver Dragon King felt that the strength of the human gods in the God Realm should have recovered. By then, even if Tang San became a Dragon God, the chance of a comeback would still be very, very low.

Ye Feng turned around and grabbed Xiao Wu's hand: "Xiao Wu, let's go."

Xiao Wu nodded: "Thank you, brother."

"Why thank me?"

"Thank you for letting the master go."

"I just don't think it's necessary to kill her."

"Wouldn't it be a waste of your trip?"

"It's not a waste of time. At least we know which god Tang San will inherit the throne of."

Xiao Wu and Ye Feng were chatting, and a ripple appeared in the surrounding space. Disappeared at the lakeside of the Lake of Life. Although they left, Ye Feng's voice still echoed here.

"Silver Dragon King, as for the cooperation between us humans and soul beasts, it will not stop because of this."

...

Half a month later, some people were welcomed in a quiet mountain village. There were only three of them. One was bound by a beam of energy, with a beard and disheveled hair. The other two were a man and a woman.

The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. As for the somewhat embarrassed man, he was bound by a thin line by the handsome man like a kite.

"Feng, the village in front is where the outer disciples of Haotian Sect live." Bibi Dong pointed to a village vaguely visible in front.

The buildings in the village were ordinary. At first glance, it really made people think that this was an ordinary village. However, several farmers could be seen working hard in the fields. However, unlike ordinary farmers, they were strong.

For example, they didn't use cattle to plow the land, but human power. And the speed of plowing the land was faster than that of a tractor.

For example, a teenager could actually carry three bags of wheat.

...

These bits and pieces were enough to show that this was not a village where ordinary farmers lived. They were all soul masters.

"Dong'er, you don't need to run with me." Ye Feng said.

"Tang Hao killed my parents-in-law, I can't just sit there and watch." Bibi Dong said with a firm look.

"Okay." Ye Feng snorted.

Bibi Dong has already mentioned my parents-in-law, what else can Ye Feng say about it.

This time Ye Feng came here to avenge his dead parents. Or to avenge Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

"Feng, how do you plan to deal with these outer disciples? Some of them have the blood of Haotian Sect, just like the Min clan that has already belonged to our United Nations. What awakened is not the Haotian Hammer, but other martial spirits." Bibi Dong asked Ye Feng with concern.

"Do you want me to spare their lives?" Ye Feng asked.

Bibi Dong brought up the Min clan, and Ye Feng knew that Bibi Dong was pleading for these outer disciples.

The Power Clan, one of the four major affiliated sects of the former Haotian Sect, had already chosen to hold Ye Feng's thigh before the opening of the Elite Competition of the Advanced Soul Master Academy of the Continent.

After the establishment of the United Nations, the Power Clan persuaded the Yu Clan, the Min Clan and the Yao Clan, and all four affiliated sects became part of the United Nations. Today, the patriarchs of the four affiliated sects still hold important positions in the United Nations. Together with the former Wuhun Hall, they seek the welfare of the civilians and soul masters on the mainland.

Bibi Dong mentioned the Min Clan, who has the blood of the Haotian Sect, at this time, hoping that Ye Feng can spare the lives of these outer disciples.

"Yeah." Bibi Dong nodded.

Ye Feng stared at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, wiping her face with her jade hands. She thought there was something dirty on her face: "What's wrong?"

"I didn't expect that the Rakshasa God would also be merciful." Ye Feng smiled playfully.

"So, you promised to let them live?" Bibi Dong asked happily.

Ever since Bibi Dong's infatuation with Yu Xiaogang was transferred by the system to Ye Feng, Ye Feng felt that Bibi Dong had changed.

After that, the foundation of the Qian family was almost shaken, and the annoying aristocratic system was abolished. Ye Feng could clearly feel that Bibi Dong had changed.

After changing the world, it seemed that the former Saint of the Spirit Hall had returned.

"I can spare their lives. But if they don't cherish it, then it's not my fault." Ye Feng replied.

"Okay." Bibi Dong nodded. She happily took Ye Feng's arm.

"Ye Feng, Bibi Dong, you two are beasts." Tang Hao cursed.

"Look, someone doesn't appreciate it." Ye Feng grinned and looked at Tang Hao flying in the sky behind him, his eyes narrowed: "Tang Hao, you kill my parents, I will destroy your Haotian Sect. Do something wrong. , There is a price to pay. Don't worry, the fun will begin later. I want you to see with your own eyes how I destroyed the Haotian Sect."

"Hey, look, there's a human-shaped kite there."

As Ye Feng and Bibi Dong continued to approach, a child pointed at Tang Hao flying in the sky in surprise.

"That's not a kite, it's clearly a person."

Some farmers stopped doing their work and their eyes became serious. If you can fly people in the air like a kite, what level of strength will this person have?

Soul Saint?

impossible.

Contra?

Not possible either.

These outer disciples of Haotian Sect felt that they must be titled Douluo.

When Ye Feng and Bibi Dong came to the village entrance, four or five farmers blocked Ye Feng and Bibi Dong's path. One of the farmers yelled: "Stop, stop moving forward. Outsiders are not welcome in our village."

"Stop pretending."

Ye Feng's tone was calm and he warned: "I know that you are the outer disciples of Haotian Sect. If someone doesn't evacuate the village within the time of one stick of incense, then I don't mind killing the village."

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