Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1555: The Anger of Beiming Ancestor

"You brat, what did you do to me?"

The angry voice of Beiming Patriarch came from his mouth, but this angry voice was inconsistent with his immature face. Seeing this scene, everyone around them couldn't help laughing, and some couldn't help but laugh.

It's so funny!

The little kid who pretends to be mature is really the cutest!

Patriarch Beiming was obviously frightened by his own voice. His face suddenly turned red, and a hint of shyness appeared on Patriarch Beiming's face. After all, he is already an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and his mind and age have reached a certain level. Now he suddenly turned into a little kid with no hair... It is simply too embarrassing. ah!

"puff!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao and the other girls couldn't help laughing, and laughed softly.

"Haha." Yang Chen laughed lightly, looked at the Beiming Ancestor opposite, and said loudly: "What did you do? As you can see, this is what it looks like!"

After hearing what Yang Chen said, Patriarch Beiming's tone froze, and he was unable to refute.

After being stopped by Yang Chen's words, Ancestor Beiming also showed anger in his eyes. He screamed, and like lightning, he rushed towards Yang Chen on the opposite side!

However.

Looking at the rushing Beiming Ancestor, a figure also floated out from behind Yang Chen. Without saying a word, he directly raised his foot and kicked the Beiming Ancestor opposite!

"Get out of here, old man!"

Peng!

With one kick, Patriarch Beiming's thin body suddenly flew out like a cannonball. His figure touched the ground and flew more than ten meters away. With a final "bang", Patriarch Beiming's body hit the wall not far away, smashing the wall behind him into pieces.

Needless to say, the person who suddenly appeared was the demon god!

Normally, Patriarch Beiming would be at par with the demon god at most, but this time, his body became so small. Facing the demon god, he was naturally powerless to resist. The kick just now directly dislocated the internal organs of Beiming Patriarch.

"puff"!

A mouthful of blood spurted directly from the mouth of Beiming Ancestor.

There was also a look of weakness in the other party's eyes.

And just when the figure of Beiming Ancestor flew out upside down, Yang Chen had already picked up the body of a ferocious beast directly from his side.

Afterwards, everyone hurriedly ran behind an iron door not far away. With a "bang", the iron door closed and everyone disappeared.

Yang Chen knew that with the powerful cultivation of Patriarch Beiming, the power of the river would not be able to stop him for long. Therefore, at this moment, they can only take advantage of Beiming Ancestor's weakness to leave here immediately and find a quiet place to make their next move.

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Just after Yang Chen and others left, not long after, they heard the sound of footsteps. From behind everyone, a few figures suddenly walked in. The speed of this group of people was very fast.

The moment they entered, they glanced at the people around them, with doubts in their eyes.

"Strange, where are the ancestors?"

"Didn't he come in first before us? Why didn't you see him? Did he leave first?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Didn't our ancestors tell us to follow closely behind him? Didn't he wait for us inside first?"

Everyone said one after another.

Needless to say, this group of people is none other than the princes from the Beiming Dynasty.

"You are blind, I am here!" At this moment, a milky sound was heard suddenly. The second prince was slightly stunned. He felt as if his trousers were being grabbed by someone, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

The surrounding princes also turned their heads and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

They saw a half-grown kid standing next to them, scolding the princes in a childish voice, and his old-fashioned appearance made the princes feel a little different.

"Whose child is this?"

"Where does this little brat dare to call himself me? I'm so ridiculous!"

"Little one, how old are you and your hair has grown? Do you dare to call yourself me? Believe it or not, I will slap you to death!"

All the princes laughed one after another, with ridicule in their tone. One prince couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped the little kid on the head hard.

However, they also had some doubts in their hearts. Who would bring such a young child over to this powerful person in the mezzanine?

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, the prince suddenly screamed, and his tone was suddenly full of uncertainty, and he said in a panic.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" The princes looked at him curiously.

"Look..." The prince raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at the little kid next to him. He swallowed and said in a trembling voice, "Look... the clothes on this kid, are they... Ancestor’s clothes?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

His eyes were full of shock and fear.

As expected, they discovered that the clothes this kid was wearing were not those of Patriarch Beiming, so who did they belong to?

"old……"

The princes said in fear, but just as they uttered a word, the next moment, they saw that the body of the little kid who was half a year old suddenly swelled up strangely?

The little kid's body grew taller and taller, and soon turned into an adult's body. There is no trace of the childishness he had before, but he has completely transformed into an old man in his seventies or eighties, with a look of majesty and vicissitudes of life on his face.

Ancestor Beiming!

Who is this old man if not the ancestor of Beiming?

"Ancestor!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding princes were so frightened that their faces turned pale and bloodless, and they were almost scared out of their wits.

When they thought about what they had just done to the little brat, the princes were so frightened that their bodies trembled, and even the timid ones had a smell of urine coming from their crotches.

Was he so frightened that he peed himself?

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, have mercy on me!"

Without saying a word, the princes knelt down one after another and kowtowed to the Beiming Ancestor with a "dong dong dong" sound. Each of them knelt down until their heads were bruised and bloody. It was too miserable to watch.

At this moment, Patriarch Beiming's face was also extremely gloomy, so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water, and his eyes were filled with suppressed anger that could not be concealed.

He was the dignified ancestor of Beiming, the old god of Beiming Dynasty, and he was actually played like a monkey by Yang Chen in front of so many people? What's more hateful is not this, but that his princes and grandsons also mock him as much as a monkey?

This made Ancestor Beiming feel uncontrollable anger welling up in his chest!

"Hateful! Hateful!"

"Hateful!"

Ancestor Beiming looked up to the sky and roared, his voice like thunder, lasting for a long time. There were tears in his eyes, and his face was full of humiliation.

"Yang Chen, if I don't kill you in this life, I swear I won't be a human being!!"