The Clock-in System of All Worlds

"Spread out again, the main cultivation base of this young palace has reached the late stage of integration."

In the end, Ye Hongchen felt that no one would want to offend the two powers in this way, and spoke again.

"Follow your son's order."

Ahu knelt down for the first time, his expression unchanged, and said loudly.

For Ah Hu, Ye Hongchen's words were a myth, even if Ye Hongchen said that she was relying solely on the power of the First Palace of Juechen Palace.

Against one pavilion, one case, he will do everything he can, although he will feel a little unsure in his heart.

"Follow your son's order."

Feng Ye Xiaoxiao, Bai Luoli, Tang Jinshan, and Liu Balin also knelt down, their expressions a little heavy, but what they said was extremely solemn.

"I know, your decision to this Young Palace Master is somewhat unfounded.

But the Young Palace Master can tell you now, what on earth is Ye Hongchen relying on. "

Ye Hongchen slowly stood up from his seat, an ice-white light shining from behind him.

Whirring whirring!

In an instant, in the entire hall, flying flowers and white snow began to rise, and a chill filled the entire hall.

The incomparable cold caused Ahu and others to tremble, feeling that the whole person was going to freeze.

This is Ye Hongchen's ultimate ice attribute martial soul, the ice holy dragon!

Although Ye Hongchen had never given it a spirit ring, its chill actually increased as Ye Hongchen's spiritual power increased.

Ye Hongchen estimated that if he used all the chill of the Ice Heaven Sacred Dragon, the chill alone would be able to freeze the cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage into ice cubes!

"In this world, the strong is always respected. The Young Palace Master alone can destroy the Rakshasa Gate. What is there to fear for the other two powers?"

After Ye Hongchen finished speaking, he instantly pulled out the Star Sword from his waist and swung it directly.

Hum!

In an instant, a sword sound rang!

The previous chill seems to have been completely dissipated by this sword, and a deep hole was drawn on the ground of the Hongchen Hall!

Boom!

At a peak located next to the Palace of Juechen, an incomparably neat gap appeared, like a knife!

The gravel fell directly onto the ground, and there was an extremely loud landing sound.

A big hole was also blown out on the ground, which is heart palpitating!

Fortunately, there is no one below, otherwise, at this moment, you have to be smashed into flesh!

"What's going on? I actually felt a breath of death just now!"

A core disciple of Juechen Palace, looking at a sword mark drawn out from in front of him, said with lingering fear.

"Look at the sword marks on the ground, it should have come from the Hongchen Palace, and it has fallen to the opposite mountain peak."

Next to the core disciple, it was Mo Ran. At this moment, Mo Ran looked at the front, there was no half of the tall mountain peak, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

Ye Hongchen, is the gap between you and me so big already? So big, I don’t even have the courage to challenge you now...

Mo Ran's heart was extremely complicated, remembering that a year ago, he could still fight Ye Hongchen.

Thinking about it now, he didn't even have the courage to challenge Ye Hongchen, and sighed helplessly.

"Father, where are you? I, should I completely surrender to him and be loyal to him..."

Looking at the crescent moon that gradually lit up, Mo Ran's heart was full of confusion, as if he had lost his direction.

And his father, also a high-ranking member of Juechen Palace, disappeared with Ye Tianjue.

At this moment, not only the core disciples were amazed, but the entire Juechen Palace was amazed!

When it was discovered that the sword mark was flying out of the direction of the Hongchen Palace, all of them had a thought of worship.

Yun Qingxue looked at the place where the third elder of the inner door Shuixian'er lived, like a mountain peak being cut by a knife, and sighed lightly.

"Senior Brother Ye, I can't see your back anymore. I heard that you also brought the Raksha girl back. I am, is there no chance..."

At the beginning, the memory of Ye Hongchen sitting on Yihu's back with her, now has become her most precious memory.

The conversation turned.

Hall of Red Dust!

Looking at the sword marks drawn towards the center of the five of them, Ahu, Feng Ye Xiaoxiao, Bai Luoli, Tang Jinshan, Liu Balin.

With all excited eyes, Ye Hongchen looked at the first seat, put away the star sword, and sat down again.

The heaviness on the face no longer exists, only excitement is left!

"Young Palace Master, then I will go down and make arrangements first." Tang Jinshan said with his hand over to Ye Hongchen.

After Ye Hongchen nodded, he left directly, and the others started to prepare to go.

After all, using the power of a house to challenge a pavilion, a sect, and a force of the same four major forces, it is false to say that there is no pressure.

After Ahu and the other five had left, Qian Xueying came directly behind Ye Hongchen, putting her hands on Ye Hongchen's shoulders.

After a gentle massage, Ye Hongchen sat there with some enjoyment.

Upon seeing this, Ning Yuting showed a not-so-poor expression on her face. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

In the end, he left in a hurry, with only one thought in his mind.

How could Master do something to sorry Sister Xueyi!

"Dust, are you sure?"

After Ning Yuting left, Qian Xueying asked with some doubts.

"I don't know, at least I am sure, it can be about 60%."

Ye Hongchen's heart sank when he thought of Jun Huang Wen and that strange Jiang Siming, and said truthfully.

Huang Wenjun used to be the peak cultivation base of Yuan Ying's later stage, and coupled with his own cultivation talent, there may be some Central Continent's methods.

Unsurprisingly, the truth made Ye Hongchen a little uncomfortable.

Without him and Jiang Siming, Ye Hongchen's certainty could at least be improved by 30%.

Reach 90%!

"Whether it's true or not, in this life, I just want to be with the dust, life and death."

Qian Xueying stopped continuing to massage her chin, put her chin on Ye Hongchen's shoulder, wrapped her hands around Ye Hongchen's neck, and whispered softly.

Although the words were light, Ye Hongchen could hear the determined determination in the words.

Unexpectedly, in Ye Hongchen's heart, Qian Xueying's weight rose sharply, causing him to directly stand up subconsciously and hug Qian Xueying.

"Xueying, let's go to bed."

After speaking, Ye Hongchen pointed his toes, and the whole person holding Qianxueying suddenly disappeared above the Hongchen Hall.

Poor Xiaoqing, who was still in Ye Hongchen's room, slept so badly.

As a result, Ye Hongchen slapped Ye Hongchen and flew out the door. At the end, the door was closed heavily.

It seemed that he was still a little worried, and the entire room, wherever he could enter, was filled with powerful spiritual power.

If the cultivation base is low, it is estimated that they will be completely defeated by this spiritual power!

"You're a thousand knives, I've helped you keep the vacant room for so long, so you are so to me! See the color and forget righteousness!"

Xiaoqing stood outside the door with her arms akimbo, shouting towards the inside.

"Dust, your pet is really interesting."

Qian Xueying fell on the bed, listening to Xiao Qing's back, couldn't help but chuckle.

Ye Hongchen smiled faintly, hugged Qian Xueying, and a playful voice sounded.

"It's not as interesting as Xueying."

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