"If it is true as you said, I can't blame you. Once you find it, report it to me directly. I will meet this person personally."

Holy Son Han Yan said.

"Yes, Holy Son!"

The five people quickly raised their hands and responded.

The next moment, Holy Son Han Yan flew away in the sky on the giant eagle of the Holy Realm.

The five people were left standing there, looking at each other.

They couldn't fathom the Holy Son's thoughts at all.

But...the reason why they are where they are today is all thanks to Lin Ye!

"I heard it all. If we don't find that kid, our end will definitely not be easy!"

The fat man with the golden sword was the strongest and became the new leader of everyone.

"Find the guy!"

Ding Yan said coldly, touching the golden sword on his waist.

Tianfeng Realm.

In Lin Ye's courtyard, a powerful momentum suddenly erupted.

At this moment, the power of heaven and earth surged in quickly.

Around Lin Ye's body.

The cracks in the space are like vines wrapped around the body, looming.

Ten Thousand Patterns!

The realm of virtual saints!
Chapter completed!