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Mu Mumu remembered something, stuck out his tongue, smiled awkwardly, "I'm not complimenting you..."
Ye Fan looked at Su Qingxue thoughtfully, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled: "As expected of my wife, I can still be reliable at the critical moment."
Su Qingxue shook her head, "Ye Feng was careless, otherwise it would be very troublesome."
"Although Ye Feng can't talk about how strong he is, you can't kill him if you don't work hard. In fact, it won't be easy to deal with him," Ye Fan said.
Although he didn't see Ye Feng's specific abilities, looking at the state of the scene, he also knew that it was a very scary one, and it was definitely very unfriendly to women.
Su Qingxue felt calm when she heard the man say this. She knew Ye Fan would definitely be able to guess something, but she didn't want to ask her too much.
"Okay, okay, don't talk about each other lovingly, okay! Hurry up and set up a big array! Maybe it's still too late!" Ling Yuwei urged.
Ye Fan was stunned, "Great formation? What kind of formation?"
Ling Yuwei immediately explained, "The problem now is to move the positions of the seventeen statues. We have to hurry up. There shouldn't be many workers here anymore, right?"
"Then what about the aura of moving the big formation you mentioned? Is it okay if there is no aura?" Su Qingxue asked.
"Of course not, but you have to set up the big formation first, and then find a way to get aura. It really doesn't work. You can only try to gather the power of everyone present, get in the true qi, and try it..." Ling Yuwei said helplessly.
Ye Fan frowned, "The true qi is not good, it will damage the statues of the formation, after all, it is only made of ordinary materials, and can't bear too much true qi to enter..."
"Then what do you say? Should I arrange another spirit gathering formation? The materials are not enough, and it's too late..." Ling Yuwei said.
Ye Fan thought for a while, turned around, and jumped to the ring in the middle of the venue.
At this time, the eyes of the audience were following Ye Fan, and when he came to the center, everyone looked over.
"There are ancient warriors who are still capable of activities. In order to prevent those corpses and flying insects with viruses from entering the city, I need you to help..." Ye Fan's voice is not loud and peaceful, but it reaches everyone's ears. middle.
Ten thousand people on the court heard this, and many people immediately shook their heads and waved their hands in panic.
"Your Sword God is polite!"
"Just give your orders!"
"The villain must do his best..."
"The Lord of Sword God has broken the evil villain..."
Many people even knelt directly on the ground and bowed their hands to Ye Fan.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan curled his lips while listening to the sounds coming from all directions, a little helpless, but this was not the first time he had encountered this situation.
Even if he is very polite to outsiders, he has no intention of putting on airs, but others are so afraid of him, of course, they may indeed respect him.
Asking them not to do this, it is estimated that they will still be scared, and they will simply have a headache and stop worrying about it.
As soon as Ye Fan stretched out his hand, he signaled the audience to be quiet.
All of a sudden, the audience was silent, and they really didn't dare to defy the least.
The ancestors of the big clans, such as Baihu and Fenghuang, looked around, and many people showed emotion and helplessness.
This is such a powerful prestige. The clans who are not convinced and compete with each other are now obediently obedient to the command of a young man...
Obviously, after experiencing today's battle, the sword god has replaced the god of war and became a figure like the leader in the minds of the world clan.
Even Ye Fan was more popular than Ye Wuya at the beginning.
Because although Ye Wuya had merits, he mainly relied on force to suppress him internally, but Ye Fan saved the clan all over the world.
Even if Ye Fan was alone in the future, saying that he would not care about the clan and would not return to the Shenlong clan to inherit the family business, I am afraid that no one would dare to use the idea of the Shenlong clan, let alone the idea of the Ye clan and the dragon vein.
Ye Longteng, who was leaning against the corner of the wall, healed, looking at the scene in front of him, a bitter but relieved smile appeared...
This time, the Ye Family was completely injured, but he did not expect that he would once again stand on top of the clan by accident
A descendant who refused to return to the Ye family, but kept the Ye family's clan dragon status.
And just a few days ago, their Ye family was still full of resentment towards this person. Now it seems that it is simply a family shame, a joke...
"Two things, one, the strong men, all go to Ling Yuwei, follow her arrangements, and help move the statues around the venue!
Second, the men and women who are left with the ability to move, look for the storage bags scattered around the venue, the prehistoric stones..."
As Ye Fan said, he took out a storage bag from his body and a sample of the prehistoric stone, and said, "Why? I don't have time to explain. After the collection, I will give it to Ling Yuwei!"
When Ling Yuwei in the distance heard this, her eyes suddenly brightened. She didn't expect that there would be such a way.
Although the cultivators of the ancient immortal spirit world were killed, many magical instruments and storage bags remained, because the sword intent would destroy their bodies and souls, which is far easier than completely destroying these magical instruments.
Although a lot of things were destroyed, a lot of things fell out just now, but everyone didn't notice it much.
These clans and warriors in the audience listened, and immediately rushed towards Ling Yuwei.
Ling Yuwei's head was getting bigger now, and a group of uncles and uncles ran over and listened to her politely. She was a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Su Qingxue helped them maintain order and immediately helped them to divide the work into groups.
Seeing that the scene was getting busy, Ai'er walked to Ye Fan and asked, "Why don't I help? I can reshape the particles and make a few sculptures of corresponding materials."
"No, I am very grateful for you to come here," Ye Fan said with a warm laugh.
Ai'er asked playfully, "So polite? Are we very strange? Or is your wife present and afraid to get too close?"
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "Where do you want to go, am I afraid of irritating you..."
Ai Er pursed her lips and smiled, "It's funny... But really, I'll go and help too, it's all here."
Ye Fan shook his head, "No, I am temporarily afraid of accidents here, so I can't walk away, so I want you to go to another place to see."
"Another place? Where?" Ai Er wondered.
"Dragon Vessel", Ye Fan said.
Ai Er was taken aback, "Why?"
"Why do you think the Prophet should let these ancient celestial cultivators come to the Clan Conference to slaughter? Why create this chaos? Does she really think that these people can conquer the world?" Ye Fan asked with complicated eyes.
Ai Er is not stupid, think about it carefully, and said: "You mean, she just wants to create this chaos, attract attention, and then take the opportunity to steal the dragon veins?!" ()