Chapter 4610: Ye Wuque Will Take Revenge for Any Slight!

At this moment, the three people's appearance is very unique.

Hei Guang wore a mask on half of his face, which was pitch black and completely blocked half of his face. Only half of it was exposed, and there was no expression on it at the moment, only the eyes were dark.

Yang Shan looked the most normal, as if nothing had changed, but if you look closely, you will find that he has been sitting empty, with half of his butt hanging in the air, which is very uncomfortable.

Among the three, Piao Xin looked the most miserable.

Only half of her left arm was left, and the remaining half and her left hand were all missing. At this moment, she was still wrapped in bandages, and her already mean face was now flowing with many indescribable expressions!

Unwilling, fear, resentment, meanness, extremely complex!

"How could this happen?? How could this happen?? Damn it! Damn it!!"

Piao Xin couldn't help it, and cursed in a hoarse voice!

But only Hei Guang and Yang Shan could hear her voice, so she only dared to use voice transmission.

Hei Guang had no expression on his face, but Yang Shan sighed and said, "How long has it been since then? There is such a thing in this world! What should we do?"

Yang Shan's tone was a little depressed.

"What else can we do? This is almost a situation of life and death!"

"Have you forgotten what happened not long ago?"

"Hua Teng and the entire Hua family were destroyed by this little beast! How audacious is this? He is simply seeking revenge for personal gain!"

"This little beast is vindictive and ruthless! He will never let us go!"

Piao Xin cursed viciously, with a strong sense of uneasiness.

"No! Hei Guang, we must find a way, we must not sit and wait for death! We must take the initiative, we must..."

"We can't do anything."

Finally, Hei Guang's voice sounded, without a trace of emotion, but it made Piao Xin's voice suddenly stagnate.

"He is about to become a spirit."

"When he became a quasi-spirit, we could do nothing to him. Now that he has become a spirit, it is not just full-fledged, but a great momentum."

"In terms of status, achievements and honors, he is already above us. Now we need to look up to him, not him."

Hei Guang's words were like thunder in Piao Xin's heart, turning her uneasiness into a deep fear!

How long has it been?

The little beast that could be killed at will in the past has now turned over and become a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex, looking down at him from above, but he can't do anything and dares not do anything.

"Accept reality and learn to accept your fate..."

Yang Shan spoke again, with a deep sense of powerlessness.

"But, but what if he continues to kill us?"

Piao Xin spoke tremblingly without giving up.

"On the surface, he also dares not to make a move. As long as we are cautious, he can't do anything to us. After all, we are still the second seat."

"Also, we are... legends!"

"He is not yet!"

"And the most important point is that he killed Ye Lan, and he should have offended Lord Long Qianqiu."

"The future...is long."

When Hei Guang said this, Piao Xin finally felt a sense of security.

Swish, swish, swish!

At this moment, five streams of light suddenly came from a distance and also landed in the Coronation Holy Land. After revealing their figures, they were all five young figures.

The moment they saw these five figures, countless Nine Veins disciples also quieted down.

These five people are the five quasi-spiritual sons of the Ancient Alliance today!

Three women and two men.

One of them, handsome and tall as a mountain, is Wan Yanghao.

At this moment, Wan Yanghao looked at Ye Wuque, who was motionless in the center, and his eyes showed a deep sense of self-abasement.

"Compared to him, what are we?"

Wan Yanghao's self-deprecating voice sounded, and fell into the ears of the other few people, making them nod their heads lightly, with full of emotion on their faces.

Everyone knows.

If Ye Wuque is included, there were originally eight quasi-spiritual sons in the ancient alliance.

But what about now?

Ye Wuque is about to be crowned as a spiritual son, and before that, he killed Hua Teng and Ye Lan with one hand.

Leaving only five quasi-spiritual sons.

In front of Ye Wuque, the other quasi-spiritual sons of the ancient alliance really felt the gap deeply, which was too far.

"But I won't admit defeat!"

"The position of spiritual son..."

"Sooner or later, there will be a seat for me, Wan Yanghao!"

After sitting down, Wan Yanghao's eyes showed a strong fighting spirit.

Ye Wuque's strong path to promotion seemed to infect and inspire Wan Yanghao, making him full of fighting spirit.

Buzz buzz buzz!

However, in the next moment...

Four streams of light suddenly rushed out from an unknown place in the Ancient Alliance, each occupying a place, exuding a vast and infinite aura, as if four boundless skies suddenly appeared and descended.

If the arrival of the five quasi-spiritual sons made the Coronation Holy Land quiet, then the moment when the four majestic auras were felt, the entire Coronation Holy Land suddenly became dead silent! !

Not only the Nine Veins disciples, but also every second seat, also quieted down at this moment, looking at the four slowly descending streams of light with solemn expressions.

These four streams of light fell into the Coronation Holy Land, and all of them showed figures, which were Qingyun Huang, Long Qianqiu, Wenren Chuixue, and Guxinao!

The young generation of the Ancient Alliance truly stood at the top, and the existence of a dragon that could not be seen on weekdays...Spirit son!

In the Ancient Alliance, the Spirit Sons and Spirit Daughters are living legends, and they are also the idols and pillars that countless Nine Veins disciples look up to in their hearts.

Now, four of the five Spirit Sons and Spirit Daughters have come, and the shock they bring is indescribable!

Ancient Alliance rules.

When a new quasi-spirit son is crowned, the other quasi-spirit sons must be present.

Similarly.

When a new spirit son is crowned, the other spirit sons must also be present.

This is an ancient etiquette.

At this moment.

The four great Spirit Sons and Spirit Daughters stood in the Coronation Holy Land, and their thrones were at the forefront of the Coronation Holy Land, adjacent to the thrones of the three most important first seats, and at the same level.

Qing Yunhuang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Wuque on the dragon chariot from afar, and a hint of expectation flashed in his sharp eyes. After a glance, he walked towards his throne and sat down.

Long Qianqiu smiled faintly and was extremely friendly. He stood with Wenren Chuixue, and in a way, they were really a pair of immortal lovers.

However, when Long Qianqiu's starry eyes looked at Ye Wuque, an inexplicable and creepy smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Wenren Chuixue's pretty face was indifferent, without any expression, but the charm she exuded was full of aggression. She just glanced at Ye Wuque and turned to walk towards the throne.

Long Qianqiu also smiled and walked towards his throne.

Only Gu Xin'ao was still standing there, staring at Ye Wuque without blinking.

At this time, Gu Xin'ao was not as miserable as when he was suppressed by Ye Wuque in the earth Kun?

Obviously, he had recovered and regained the charm of Lingzi.

Ye Wuque's appearance was reflected in a pair of terrifying eyes. For some reason, all the Nine Veins disciples in the entire Coronation Holy Land suddenly felt a kind of eerie trembling, and couldn't help trembling!

There is a grudge between Gu Xin'ao and Ye Wuque?

Many Nine Veins disciples with extraordinary eyesight immediately discovered this, but they were still confused.

After all, what happened in Dikun was not spread out, and no one among the Nine Veins disciples knew about it.

On the dragon chariot, Ye Wuque sat quietly, motionless, and his eyes were closed at some point, as if he was resting his mind.

Gu Xin'ao stared at Ye Wuque without blinking, but suddenly smiled.

On the throne in the back, Long Qianqiu, who was leaning on the throne, looked at Gu Xin'ao's back, and a strange smile appeared in his eyes.

"Ye Wuque..."

Suddenly, Gu Xin'ao's voice sounded, which seemed to carry a hint of leisure, and it was so clear in the deadly Coronation Holy Land!

Everyone pricked up their ears!

"I have a question to ask..."

"Do you think... can you really become the sixth spiritual son of my Ancient Alliance today?"

Gu Xin'ao smiled, as if he was asking inadvertently.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the originally dead Coronation Holy Land instantly became tense! !