Ouyang Lingqing sighed: "After so many years, Sister Ziyuan is as powerful as ever. Qingcheng and I have only been awarded the general level of the Saint, and sister, you are already in the middle level of the Saint of the Emperor level."

Ziyuan continued to roll her eyes: "Stop, you two are already at the peak of the third level of the Space Law. It won't take much time to step into the fourth level. What's more, you two inherited the inheritance of the two ancient emperor-level saints not long ago. When they exploded, they became even more powerful. My fourth level peak will be surpassed by you in no time."

Speaking of this, Aster complained a little: "In recent years, more and more people have obtained the inheritance of ancient times, why don't I have it?"

Ye Qingcheng comforted him: "Sister Ziyuan, don't worry, maybe the time has not come. Besides, the inheritance obtained by those people was only a king-level saint or an emperor-level saint in ancient times. If your sister wants to inherit, she must be an emperor-level saint in ancient times, so she doesn't have to be as knowledgeable as those people."

Zi Yuan sighed: "It is not easy to obtain the inheritance of the Emperor-level Saint Lord. You two have gone through a lot of difficulties and have only obtained it for a lifetime. I don't know when Ye Han will come back. Now more and more people are dissatisfied with the notification from our Saint Lord Hall. So many inheritances have been received. There are more than 100 Saint Lords of the General Level on the entire continent, and there are nearly ten in the middle stage."

"If these people unite together, our Saint Palace will probably only be able to defend and cannot counterattack."

"In our Saint Palace, there are only more than 30 general-level saints, and there are only a few in the middle stage. My father is very powerful, at the peak of the sixth level, but there are many people on the other side, and my father can't deal with that many."

The father in Ziyuan's mouth is Ye Han's biological father.

"Haha, what's the problem? I'll punish them and ensure that they will never dare to disrespect the Holy Lord Hall again." Just as the three girls were a little worried, a loud laugh suddenly rang out.

"Ye Han!!"

"Mr.!!"

The three girls were extremely familiar with the voice. They spoke in surprise and looked in line with the sound. Ye Han's figure was indeed presented to them.

Ye Han smiled and moved his figure, and appeared beside the three girls, hugged Ziyuan in his arms, pulled Ye Qingcheng with his left hand and pulled Ouyang Lingqing over with his right hand, hugging the three girls.

The three women all turned red and even gasped. They hadn't seen Ye Han for so many years, but suddenly they saw him, and their physiological needs suddenly reached their peak.

Ye Han smiled and said, "It seems that you think about me very much. It just so happens that my husband misses you very much, too."

As he said that, Ye Han also used his hard part to thrust, causing the three girls to pant, and at the same time gave Ye Han a few glances.

With a teleportation, Ye Han returned to the residence he had chosen before, and a great battle began.

All four of them are masters of the rank of honor, and their patience is extraordinary. If Ye Han had already been a master of the throne-level saint, far surpassing the three girls, it would be a bit dangerous to deal with the three girls at one time.

This battle lasted for several days, leaving some elders who heard the news speech speechless. They laughed and cursed a few times, and left again.

A few days later, Ye Han summoned everyone to a certain place in the Holy Lord Hall.

Ye Han told his experience over the years. When Zi Wan and others learned that Qiao Shan could break through to the Emperor-level Saint in thousands of years, their eyes were extremely complicated. For them, they were still the legendary existence of the legend, Ye Han, who is currently only fusion of the fourth level. It is not known how long it takes to reach the tenth level, let alone the Emperor-level Saint.

But then the three girls sighed again. It’s good that Qiaoshan can break through to the Emperor-level Saint, which can also be of great help to Ye Han.

Ye Han suddenly said: "Mother, I heard that in recent years, some strong people have to provoke the Holy Lord Hall. Who are they?"

Situ Yan smiled and said, "These people are nothing. If you don't want to expose your father's demonic bloodline, your father alone is enough to destroy these people. But since you are back, let's leave these people to you. If your father can not expose the demonic bloodline, you won't be exposed."

Ye Han nodded: "Then let it go."

Situ Yan continued: "There are only six or seven people who are brave enough to provoke. These six or seven people inherited the existence of the emperor-level saints in ancient times. Only in a short period of time can they break through to the middle stage of the general-level saints in a certain period. Within ten thousand years, they have hope to enter the perfection of the general-level saints. As for the king-level saints, even if they inherit many precious existences, it is not so easy to break through."

"These six or seven people are called Venerable Dead Fire, Venerable Rear Thunder, and Venerable Bingxin..."

...

Four continents.

Fire Palace.

Venerable Dead Fire is practicing and improving his understanding of the laws of space.

Suddenly, a suffocation and insignificance that seemed to be facing the heaven and earth came. The Dead Fire Master opened his eyes in shock and saw a strange man appearing in front of him. The man had no expression on his face, but just looked at him coldly, as if he was facing an ancient giant beast, he could swallow it at any time.

"So...so strong!"

"When did such a strong man exist on the Four Continents?"

The Dead Fire Master felt extremely strong fear in his heart, and he was even more shocked to find that he did not even have the courage to fight in front of this person.

At this time, the man moved and just raised his hand gently. The Dead Fire Venerable was immediately oppressed to the ground. No matter how hard the Dead Fire Venerable struggled, he could not get up.

"No...I don't want to die...I want to live..."

The Dead Fire Venerable was full of reluctance, and the inherited Dead Fire suddenly spread out, but the Dead Fire, which seemed extremely powerful to the Dead Fire Venerable, was actually broken up with a slight wave in front of the other side.

"How... possible!"

The Dead Fire Venerable was shocked again.

This man is Ye Han.

Ye Han's eyes were indifferent, and with another wave of his hand, the Dead Fire Venerable was immediately grabbed by Ye Han.

The Dead Fire Venerable was pinched with his neck, his veins were rising, his face turned bloody and he couldn't speak.

Just when the Dead Fire Venerable thought he was about to be killed, Ye Han suddenly threw it out, leaving a cold sentence, and disappeared.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to the Holy Lord Palace, you will die!!"

"Saint Lord Palace, is this person..." The Dead Fire Venerable panted violently with a complex emotion of the disaster after the disaster. Hearing this cold sentence, he instantly remembered a legend in the Saint Lord Palace.

"It is said that when I was still in the power of Zi Yu, the Lord of the Saint Palace was already a general-level saint, and left to other planes to experience it. It is said that this Lord of the Hall is extremely talented. Nearly two thousand years have passed, and he probably has reached the late stage of the General-level saint. He thought it was fake, but now it seems..."

"This is not the saint of a general level, I'm afraid it's no less than the saint of a king level."

Thinking of this, the Dead Fire Master suddenly shivered and he no longer dared to disdain the Holy Lord Palace.

The Dead Fire Master would never have thought that Ye Han had surpassed the King-level Saint at this moment.

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Chapter completed!