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Lin Yan looked at Ye Ran and said innocently: "Ye Xiaoran, the Thousand-faced Ghost Thieves are coming to kill me, what should we do?"

Ye Ran gestured to his head, looking fierce and vicious: "If that Thousand-faced Ghost Thieves dared to touch a hair of your hair, I would definitely blow his head!"

Lin Yan was stunned and hurriedly said, "No need..."

Upon hearing this, Huo Xiyuan said viciously: "What a big tone, if a thousand-faced ghost thief arrives, you will be the first to die!"

Lin Yan touched her forehead, and another one asked her Ye Xiaoran to commit suicide.

Ye Ran curled his lips, stepped on the foot of Huo Xiyuan's head, and used force to step on his head into the ruins under his feet, blocking his mouth with gravel.

Then, Ye Ran turned his head and looked at the three elders of Yingtian Realm in Shenkong Trading.

One of the old men with white hair and beards looked at him, and his eyes were cold.

Although he could not move or mobilize his true energy, he still revealed a terrifying power in his body. He said coldly: "Why, do you still want to step on us?"

They are elders of Shenkong Trading Company. They are kneeling in front of Lin Yan now. Although they are embarrassing, the other party is the prince of the Qinglong Divine Dynasty, the elder of the Shenkong Trading Company, and the people of the Qinglong Divine Dynasty.

But if Ye Ran dared to step on their faces in public, Shenkong Trading Company would never let Ye Ran go.

Lin Yan couldn't save him either.

Ye Ran ignored his gaze and said to himself: "You three join forces with the remnants of the Wanmo Sect and assassinate His Highness the Seventeenth Prince...their crimes should be punished."

As Ye Ran finished speaking, a black light blade flashed by.

puff--

A cavity of blood spurted out, and the old man's head rolled down from his neck. His eyes widened and his face was incredible.

The martial arts soul of the powerful man in Yingtian realm was extremely powerful. Although the old man's head was cut off, the martial arts soul was not destroyed. His soul was stunned. Just as he was about to say something, Ye Ran's feet stepped down.

With a puff, the old man's head and martial arts soul turned into ashes at the same time.

Dead.

A strong man with a physical body reflected in the sky realm, an elder of the Shenkong Trading Company, was cut off by Ye Ran in full view of everyone... and stepped to death!

There was a dead silence around.

Ye Ran did step on the head of the elder of Shenkong Trading Bank... and stepped on him to death with one kick.

Everyone's heart couldn't help but feel confused. At this moment, a doubt arose in everyone's heart.

Today’s incident is whether the Seventeenth Prince established his authority with the Shenkong Trading Company or the members of the Shenkong Trading Company, they really united with the remnants of the Wanmo Sect to assassinate the Seventeenth Prince.

No one knows what the truth is.

Next to the headless corpse, the other two elders from the Shenkong Trading Company looked shocked. They tried desperately to struggle, but their hands and feet were twisted, and their cultivation was sealed, so they could only kneel down.

Chang Yu was also shocked. When he saw Ye Ran, he was about to take action again, and hurriedly said, "No..."

But as soon as Chang Yu said something, the black light blade slashed through the void again.

The two heads rolled down and exploded at the same time, and the martial arts spirit in the head was destroyed.

In an instant, the plasma flew away, but it perfectly avoided Lin Yan and was far away from her.

In just a moment, all the three elders of the Yingtian Realm of Shenkong Trading Company fell.

Chang Yu widened his eyes. He could clearly see how Ye Ran took action, and even see the trajectory left by the phoenix dagger in his hand when it turned into void.

Chang Yu also wanted to stop it, but found that he didn't know how to stop it.

This was an extremely awkward feeling. Ye Ran was obviously just a spiritual sea realm warrior, but there was no flaw in his attack.

At that moment, Chang Yu even felt that except for directly killing Ye Ran with brute force, he had no way to stop Ye Ran from killing people.

...

"He...he really killed the three elders of Shenkong Trading Company..."

"Was Ye Ran making enemies for the Seventeenth Prince?"

"Shenkong Trading Company, that is the first chaebol in the heavens..."

The people around him suddenly lost their voices.

The Shenkong Trading Company and the remnants of the Wanmo Sect joined forces to assassinate Lin Yan, all of which were said by Ye Ran, and no one knew the truth or falsehood of the matter.

But now, Ye Ran killed three elders of the Yingtian Realm of Shenkong Trading Company in full view of everyone.

This is equivalent to an open declaration of war with Shenkong Trading Company.

Sikong Fan was even more frightened and looked like a dirt, and he retreated several steps in succession. He really couldn't figure out why the plan that had been smoothly developed to this point.

Which step was wrong?

The Siyun Tower was destroyed and the three elders of Yingtian Realm were destroyed. This was nothing for the entire Shenkong Trading Company.

But for Sikong Yi's lineage, it was a heavy blow.

Taking action against Lin Yan was Sikong Yi's decision, and causing losses now is Sikong Yi's mistake. At that time, those who are not in harmony with their lineage will inevitably lead to the injustice.

As for the face of Shenkong Trading Company... they are all businessmen, with the face of interests and the face of others.

"court death!"

At this moment, Sikong finally broke out.

A little ant actually killed the three Yingtian Realm elders under his command under his nose... More importantly, he didn't have time to stop him!

This is simply a great humiliation.

The vast and endless true energy, accompanied by the terrifying power of the soul, formed a terrifying force field, and with a fierce murderous intent, submerged the void.

This is the unique Yuanshen power field of Yuanshen Yingtian Realm.

This soul power field is really terrifying, as if the whole world is targeting Ye Ran... Even if he can't kill him, he can leave a terrifying seed on him and completely destroy Ye Ran.

This seed of fear will take root and sprout in the depths of Ye Ran's soul, cutting off all his path of cultivation, and making him accompany fear in this life.

Chang Yu clenched his teeth, and his true energy was running wildly, forming a blue aura outside his body, barely protecting the Yuqingzhu beside him.

Ye Ran further away...he was powerless.

The Yuanshen power field of the Yuanshen reflects the sky realm is also extremely terrifying to him. Although the body reflects the sky and the Yuanshen reflects the sky, both the two are like the difference between heaven and earth.

Lin Yan came to Ye Ran at some point, and a warm force enveloped Ye Ran's body, and the soul power field did not hurt him at all.

At the same time, a little light green light slowly rose under Lin Yan's cold eyes.

That was the taboo power hidden in her body, left by the empress of the God Realm.

But before the taboo power burst out, Lin Yan's hand was held by a warm hand. At the same time, a hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "Retract the power and be obedient."

Lin Yan woke up and the green light in his eyes slowly dissipated.

But that warm power was always with Ye Ran, leaving him free from the influence of the soul power field.

Although Ye Ran has various identities and vests, each of them is the most powerful figure in the heavens, he now only has the cultivation level of the Spirit Sea Realm. Lin Yan dare not take it lightly, for fear of an accident.

Suddenly, a long laugh came from afar.

"President Sikong, the peak of the soul reflecting the sky realm, is about to break into the God of God, and is actually bullying the small one with the big one and bullying a warrior in the Spirit Sea realm... It's so shameless."

It seemed that a small ink trace slowly dizzed, and in an instant, the entire void was rendered into a magnificent landscape scroll.

The next moment, Sikong Yi's soul power field was offset by this void scroll.

In the painting, a faint white figure slowly walked out among the mountains and rivers.

This is a tall and straight boy. He is wearing white clothes, and a few faint ink bamboos dotted on it.

At this time, the young man held a paintbrush in his hand and looked at Sikong Yi with a smile.

Sikong also stood in the void. When he saw the boy in Mo Zhu's white clothes, his face couldn't help but sink, and he said coldly: "Mo Xiaoyao, do you want to care about my Shenkong Trading Company?"

When painting the door, Mo Xiaoyao.

The Painting Sect is not a sect family, but a loose organization spontaneously formed by countless painters in the heavens. It is somewhat similar to the Shadow Alliance, but it is looser than the Shadow Alliance.

The original intention of these painters to gather together was to explore painting and exchange experiences. Unexpectedly, a force that should not be underestimated and the painting sect was gradually formed.

After the painting door was formed, it formed its own system. Although the organization was loose and without rules, it was spread all over the world of the divine realm, recruiting disciples and preaching.

Among the heavens, more than 80% of painters are members of the painting sect.

Among the heavens, forces like the Painting Sect are not uncommon, such as chess clubs, piano stores, and shadow alliances, and each one has a great influence.

This young man in black bamboo and white clothes is Mo Xiaoyao, the master of the painting sect in Xinghai City, and a master of painting. He is respected as the Saint of Painting.

In addition to being the master of the painting sect, Mo Xiaoyao himself is also a strong man, leaning against the top forces of the heavens.

The painting gate of Xinghai City is also one of the top giants here.

Mo Xiaoyao sighed faintly and said meaningfully: "I didn't want to care, but if you want to destroy Ye Ran, I have to care."

"Ye Ran... But I am naturally moved by a man who can't even get the chess god."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he keenly realized that a hostile gaze stabbed in a certain direction.

Mo Xiaoyao subconsciously looked over and met Lin Yan's little eyes full of hostility and vigilance.

Mo Xiaoyao was stunned and realized that the words just now were ambiguous, so he coughed and said, "Your Highness, don't misunderstand it, it's not just breaking that sleeve...well..."

But before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyao felt another look, looking at him with a more vigilant look.

It's Chang Yu.

Mo Xiaoyao: “…”

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