Chapter 4582: This Is What We Call Invincibility!

Inside the Ice Palace.

Bingming Chief suddenly stood up at this moment, and his pair of icy eyes were filled with an unprecedented astonishment and...incredibility!!

"One move..."

"One move defeated Gu Xin'ao, who was equal to the king of the same level??"

In front of the underground crack.

The devil-like body of Luanxu Chief shook slightly twice at this moment, and then lowered his head and laughed at himself.

"I was wrong!"

"No wonder the ancestor liked him."

"No wonder he could achieve great success in Tianya Pass!"

"Ye Wuque... Ye Wuque..."

"It seems that my ancient alliance has produced an unpredictable and amazing person!!"

Ancestral Hall, inexplicable space.

At this moment, Tai Cang ancestor sat motionless, looking at Ye Wuque who crushed Gu Xin'ao with one foot in Di Kun, his eyes seemed to be empty!

And then...

"Hahahahaha!!"

After a long time, a long laugh full of surprise and relief instantly echoed in the inexplicable space, and it lasted for a long time.

With a tearing sound, Ye Wuque gently retracted his right foot from the ground.

As Ye Wuque retracted his right foot, Gu Xin'ao's only two upright thighs twisted and were about to collapse to the side.

With one hand reaching out, Ye Wuque grabbed Gu Xin'ao's leg, and then pulled him out of the ground with a puff as if pulling a carrot!

After gently lifting him up, Gu Xin'ao, who was head down, had blood all over his face, and he coughed out blood from his mouth as if it was free!

He threw him to the ground with a plop.

Gu Xin'ao lay on his back at Ye Wuque's feet, his body still twitching, and every time he twitched, he would cough out blood from the corners of his mouth.

Because of the suppression of the will of the Grandmaster Taicang, Gu Xin'ao could not use the power of the legendary realm, but his foundation was still there. Although he was seriously injured at this moment, his mind was still clear. His eyes, which had already turned bloody, stared at Ye Wuque at this moment, surging with endless unwillingness, fear, disbelief, and a deep... powerlessness!

Looking down at Gu Xin'ao lying at his feet, Ye Wuque suddenly raised his right foot again. Gu Xin'ao trembled violently, and a hint of fear subconsciously appeared in his eyes! !

Seeing this, Ye Wuque retracted his foot again, gently bent down, and his face approached Gu Xin'ao's bloody face. Looking at the fear that surged in his eyes, a harmless smile slowly emerged from it again, and a voice with a faint smile slowly sounded.

"The weak are only worthy of begging for life at the feet of the strong."

"Is it describing the current situation? Senior Brother Gu..."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Xin'ao's eyes suddenly turned bloody, and a kind of endless resentment and... humiliation surged in them! !

Killing people and destroying their hearts!

This is what he said to Ye Wuque before he showed up and attacked. How high and mighty was that?

But now he was returned by Ye Wuque in the same state!

What kind of humiliation is this? ?

It is ten thousand times more painful than killing him! !

"You, you...Puff!!!"

Gu Xin'ao was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking. His body twitched violently and then his head tilted and he fainted.

Ye Wuque slowly straightened up again, still with that harmless smile on his face. He raised his bright eyes and looked at Long Qianqiu, Qing Yunhuang, and Wenren Chuixue who seemed to have turned into sculptures in the distance. His faint voice sounded again.

"Who else wants to ask for advice?"

This sentence broke the dead silence between heaven and earth.

It also broke the endless horror and shock of Long Qianqiu and Qing Yunhuang, including Wenren Chuixue, whose beautiful eyes were constantly flickering at this moment.

Qing Yunhuang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air!

He looked at Ye Wuque, his eyes gradually became sharp, and became serious, and then slowly uttered two words!

"Invincible in the same level!"

"This is called true invincibility..."

The next moment, after taking another deep look at Ye Wuque, Qing Yunhuang turned around and left without looking back, but a sentence slowly floated in his mind.

"Ye Wuque, I look forward to the day when your strength breaks into the legendary realm."

"When that time comes, I will fight you."

Looking at Qing Yunhuang's receding back, Ye Wuque's expression remained unchanged, but his bright eyes moved slightly.

Then he retracted his gaze and looked at the remaining Long Qianqiu and Wenren Chuixue, and took a step directly and walked towards the two of them.

The moment he felt Ye Wuque's gaze, seeing him walking slowly, Long Qianqiu's face seemed to tremble slightly twice, and then his face showed that kind smile again, and he clapped his hands gently!

"What an invincible person in the same level!"

"What a Junior Brother Ye!"

"Brother, I... give in!"

"If Junior Brother Ye is not worthy of this Heavenly King inheritance, who else is worthy?"

When Long Qianqiu said this, he seemed to be extremely sincere, full of admiration and congratulations for Ye Wuque.

Wenren Chuixue did not speak here. After glancing at Ye Wuque who was walking slowly, he suddenly broke free from Long Qianqiu's arms and turned to leave in another direction.

Only the red gauze fluttered in the wind, leaving a charming back.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Long, for your compliments."

Ye Wuque responded politely, and then he kept walking, just brushing past Long Qianqiu.

The two of them turned their backs, and Ye Wuque walked away.

Long Qianqiu still stood there, looking at the unconscious Gu Xin'ao, with a smile on his face, but in the depths of his eyes, a creepy glow full of demonic nature flashed, which was eventually replaced by a hint of playfulness.

"Interesting..."

On this side.

Ye Wuque, who was gradually walking away, regained his composure, but deep in his bright eyes, there was a coldness.

The next moment, Ye Wuque's right hand gently brushed across his mouth, very naturally, and then quietly looked at his palm.

On his palm, a ball of holy fighting spirit squirmed, and it was wrapped in a watery green liquid!

"Ancient poison..."

With a whisper, the holy fighting spirit flashed away, and the green liquid was wiped out, as if it had never happened.

Ye Wuque's mind at this moment was the scene of Qing Yunhuang taking his first glass of wine.

But his face was calm, as if nothing had happened, and he continued to walk forward, and his figure slowly disappeared at the end of the plain.