Chapter 6441: Meeting... Mr. Ye

Luo Yong said: "There are also shortcomings, which everyone knows. That is, the number of Piaoyu clan is not large. No matter how hard they try, their clansmen can only maintain a relatively constant number. They cannot produce too many bloodline clansmen, which leads to the inability to grow completely. Alas, the elder once said that maybe this is the restriction of God on the Piaoyu clan! Otherwise, the future of the Piaoyu clan will be limitless!"

"In this case, the Piaoyu clan is very likely above the nine heavens!" Wu Qiankun looked at the peak of Tianyang Mountain again, a higher place.

"The Piaoyu clan is responsible for the extremely important transmission channel, but no one knows where the transmission channel is and where it is built except the Piaoyu clan."

"For a long time, the enemies have always wanted to control our transmission channel, but they have never succeeded. Therefore, the Piaoyu clan is entrusted with an important task, and it is not in vain. No one can wipe them out silently!"

"I believe that the Piaoyu clan should have noticed the enemy's conspiracy long ago! They should have seen Lord Ye who fought all the way to the top of Tianyang Mountain!"

"But the strange thing is..."

"Why hasn't the Piaoyu clan appeared yet?"

On Tianyang Mountain.

At this moment, Ye Wuque has reached a relatively high position, and he is still moving upwards.

Countless enemies are attacking frantically, fearless of death.

Ye Wuque swept all the way.

The entire Tianyang Mountain seemed to have been stained red with blood, becoming extremely terrifying.

However, no creature could stop Ye Wuque's footsteps.

And when Ye Wuque swung out a True Dragon Fist again...

The golden dragon roared forward, instantly engulfing a fist of enemies, and after blasting them into blood mist, the world seemed to finally be quiet!

Ye Wuque found that there were no more enemies in front of him.

It was as if all the enemies had been killed!

However, Ye Wuque's footsteps did not stop, and he also knew why no more enemies rushed over.

Because the top of Tianyang Mountain...

Finally arrived!

It was only a few dozen feet away from him, just within reach.

Ye Wuque went up step by step, and as he took another step, his vision instantly became extremely broad, and he saw an extremely vast peak!

Whoosh!

At this moment, on the top of the peak, the strong wind was whistling and spreading continuously. Such a strong wind alone was enough to sweep ordinary creatures directly from the top of the peak and shatter them to pieces.

The temperature on the top of the peak was even lower, as if it was the middle of winter, enough to make people shiver.

Ye Wuque walked up to the top of the mountain slowly and unhurriedly, but his eyes were looking at the center of the peak in front of him.

There, twelve creatures of different heights, shapes and appearances had been standing silently in a row.

There were men and women, and they seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

Swish!

The moment Ye Wuque climbed to the top of the mountain, twelve sharp eyes fell on him at the same time.

Ye Wuque walked forward with his hands behind his back, and also looked at the twelve figures.

When the two sides were a hundred feet apart, Ye Wuque stopped.

Looking at each other from a distance.

Immediately, Ye Wuque's expression moved slightly, and his eyes slowly swept over the twelve figures in front of him.

"Well, finally someone decent has come..."

Ye Wuque's muttering to himself was not low, and it sounded very clear on the dead silent peak.

The twelve figures opposite, the two standing in the center...

A middle-aged man.

A middle-aged woman.

They were all dressed in luxurious clothes, and seemed to have the aura of superiors. After hearing Ye Wuque's words, they all smiled.

The middle-aged man even walked out slowly, and then laughed loudly, and actually saluted Ye Wuque with his fists!

Not only him, but also the middle-aged woman beside him, and even the remaining ten people, all saluted with their fists.

"Hahahaha!"

"The legendary 'Ye Wuque' and 'Mr. Ye', seeing is better than hearing! It is a great honor for us to meet him in person today!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said.

Ye Wuque's face was calm, and he did not comment.

"Mr. Ye, actually I hate fighting and killing. The master also told us that after meeting you, Mr. Ye, we should convey a message to you, Mr. Ye..."

The middle-aged man's expression became solemn and serious.

"A wise bird chooses a tree to roost in!"

"If someone like you, Lord Ye, is entrusted to the wrong person, the end will not be very good."

"Is there a possibility?"

"Join us!"

"Become a true friend?"

On the top of the mountain, after the middle-aged man finished speaking, it became dead silent again.

No one expected that the twelve enemy masters waiting on the top of the mountain would not shout and kill Ye Wuque the first time they saw him, but would first salute politely, and then even want to invite Ye Wuque to join them?

Ye Wuque, standing with his hands behind his back, finally smiled again at this moment.

He faced the twelve gazes and said lightly: "Want me to join you?"

"Not impossible."

"But I have a condition..."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly brightened, as if he saw hope and immediately said: "Any conditions, Lord Ye can propose, can be discussed."

"My condition is very simple, that is, bring me the head of the 'blood-colored vertical pupil body', okay?"

The middle-aged man who was originally smiling suddenly turned ugly and said in a low voice: "Sir Ye, there is no room for negotiation?"

Seeing this, Ye Wuque shook his head slowly and said helplessly: "I gave you the opportunity, but you are useless!"

Buzz buzz buzz!

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became stern, and twelve terrifying waves immediately spread out, sweeping across the sky!

Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up slightly.

"Ten peaks of the late fourth stage of soul refining? Two great perfections of the fourth stage of soul refining?"

"Not bad, really good..."

Seeing Ye Wuque's smile, the middle-aged man also sneered at this time.

"Sir Ye seems to be very satisfied with our strength?"

"Let me introduce myself. Just as you have the so-called thirty-three ancient clans to help you, I am the patriarch of the Demon Wheel Clan... Mo Tao!"

The middle-aged man, that is, Mo Tao, took the initiative to reveal his identity.

"The leader of the Shaxue tribe...Xueyan!"

The middle-aged woman beside him also spoke lightly and revealed her identity.

"The leader of the Fushi tribe...Shiming!"

"The leader of the Dixie tribe...Di Chongxing!"

"The leader of the Xuanyi tribe...Xuan Yao!"

...

Next, the other ten strong men also said their identities, names and origins.

They are all leaders from different tribes!

It seems that they correspond to the thirty-three ancient tribes of the "Brahma" lineage one by one.

After listening to the last name, Ye Wuque, who was listening quietly, looked at the twelve leaders opposite with bright eyes, his expression calm, and nodded slightly.

"Not bad."

"Come on."

"Don't let me down."