"How is it possible"

Mu Feng looked at Ye Chen with wide eyes. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was a little unfamiliar.

Ye Chen's eyes were extremely cold, and it seemed like a star, and he couldn't see through it at all.

How could this be the look of an ant at the peak of the Emperor Realm

Suddenly, Ye Chen moved

With one step forward, the demonic energy and ice around me made the solidified world move.

He waved his arm and the cover formation was formed.

"You shouldn't touch him."

"You shouldn't be above the rules, move him."

"status"

"It's ridiculous"

"The trash-like Golden Sword Sect in Lingwu Continent is also qualified to take the position in front of the deity."

This Lord

Mu Feng was confused.
Chapter completed!