Chapter 3569: Go to Hell!!! (Fourth Update)

The faces of the seven dragons were all silent.

The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Zhoutian Realm!

The combat power of the Great Perfection of the Golden Man-God!

Although he had already guessed it in his heart, after hearing Fan Zhuiyang's words in person, Ye Wuque couldn't help but reveal a hint of interest in his eyes.

This guy ranked first among the twelve dragons is indeed not simple!

"The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Zhoutian Realm, the combat power of the Great Perfection of the Golden Man-God! Even long years ago, those ancient monsters and freaks in the legends were no more than this..."

"From that moment on, I knew that I would never be able to catch up with him in this life! Because I lost from the beginning, and lost completely!"

"This was just him three years ago!"

"Who knows what he has achieved in the past three years?"

Fan Zhuiyang poured himself a glass of wine, sighed softly, and drank it all.

"Born in the same world with him, it is destined to be our sadness!"

Wang Xiaotian also spoke in a low voice.

"Yes! His light is so brilliant. Compared with him, the remaining dragons are just a joke! We can only be the foil to his brilliance forever!"

Fat Zi Baibian also said in a muffled voice.

The seven dragons here all became depressed and sighed!

He... is really too terrifying!

It's so terrifying that it makes people suffocate! It makes people desperate! There is not even a thought of competing with him!

"Brother Ye, now you know why? He is the real invincible king among the younger generation of the Shenhuang Dynasty! Although I am not the third place, I am far, far away..."

Fan Zhuiyang looked at Ye Wuque and sighed.

"That's right! He is indeed an invincible monster in the world! A genius that is hard to come by in tens of thousands of years!"

The voice of the Seventh Prince sounded from far to near, and at this moment he slowly walked over and sighed.

When seeing Ye Wuque defeat the assassin king before, the reason why the Seventh Prince was absolutely sure that Ye Wuque was still not as good as the guy ranked first was not because Ye Wuque's combat power was not as good as the other party, but... potential! !

After all, the cultivation of Zhou Tian Da Yuan is too evil and too inexplicable!

"Your Highness!"

The seven dragons stood up and saluted the Seventh Prince.

Ye Wuque did not comment, but there was a hint of interest in his eyes, and his expression did not show any major changes.

With the Seventh Prince joining, the atmosphere naturally became lively again.

Until a certain moment!

"Master Ye! There are Shenhuang warriors outside who want to see you! They said they are here to claim the bounty! They brought the head of the Devouring Soul Emperor!"

Someone came to report to Ye Wuque.

"Let him in."

Hearing this, Ye Wuque immediately smiled knowingly.

The bounty finally started to work!

"If I had known that Brother Ye wanted the heads of the Devouring Soul Clan, I would have collected more in the past!"

Yu Wenshang, who was pouring wine for Ye Wuque, spoke helplessly, as if it was a pity.

Tap tap tap!

Soon, a tall warrior in black armor came in, knelt on one knee and said respectfully to Ye Wuque: "I pay my respects to you, Lord!"

"Are you from the Obsidian Corps?"

Ye Wuque spoke up and recognized that the armor on the warrior belonged to the Obsidian Corps.

"Reporting to Lord, I am a lieutenant of the Obsidian Corps!"

This Obsidian warrior was about thirty years old, with a stern face and a bloody aura. He was a veteran at first glance!

"You said you have the head of a general-level Devouring Soul Clan?"

"Reporting to Lord, that's right!"

"Very good, take it out and let me see it!"

"As you command!"

This Obsidian warrior immediately stepped forward and walked in front of Ye Wuque, flicking his right hand towards the storage ring in his left hand!

"Lord! I am also lucky that I encountered a seriously injured general-level Devouring Soul Clan, so I have the opportunity to take action. Lord, please look, this is the head of the general-level Devouring Soul Clan... Go to hell!!!!"

Swish! !

A flash of cold light flashed, and a blood-colored dagger appeared in the hand of the obsidian warrior. His eyes were filled with madness and determination, and he stabbed Ye Wuque fiercely! !

Powerful waves erupted!

This man was a silver man-god! !

This sudden scene made everyone change color!

"Brother Ye, be careful!"

Yuwen Shang, who had just poured wine for Ye Wuque, shouted and rushed towards the assassin who was suspected to be an obsidian warrior!

Ye Wuque had a blank expression and did not move at all, but his eyes became deep, and he looked at everything in front of him motionlessly!

Crack! !

The electric light was boiling, and Yuwen Shang made a strong move, smashing the assassin's arms into pieces with one move, and then stepped on the ground! !

"Who sent you here! ! Say it! ! "

Yuwen Shang spoke sharply!

"Hahahahahaha!"

"An inch of lovesickness is an inch of ashes! We will fight till death!"

"Ye Wuque!! You won't live much longer!! Xiangsi Tower will not let you go!! Hahahahahaha..."

The assassin roared and laughed crazily, staring at Ye Wuque with bloodshot eyes!

Then, the assassin's laughter gradually became smaller, and his pupils gradually became blurred until he was motionless and completely lost his breath.

Yuwen Shang's expression suddenly changed. He lowered his head to check, then stood up with an ugly face and said, "Damn it! He has already taken the poison! Whether the assassination succeeds or fails, he is doomed to die!"

"Xiangsi Tower!!"

The Seventh Prince uttered these three words, and with a click, he smashed the entire table. His face was extremely ugly, and his eyes seemed to be frozen!

Not far away, five generals were walking quickly, and their faces were also very ugly, especially General Obsidian, whose eyebrows were all pulled together!

And behind the five generals, the old woman in white robes stood there quietly, expressionless, but in the depths of her vicissitudes and turbid eyes, she reflected the figure of Ye Wuque, who was sitting quietly and without any change in his expression, and a sneer flashed slowly across her eyes!

At the same time!

In one of the countless floating warships flying rapidly, a hundred floating blood warriors were sitting cross-legged with full concentration. Except for the alert warriors, the entire cabin was silent.

However, these hundred floating blood warriors did not notice that on the wall of the cabin, a dark shadow slowly emerged at some point! !