I awakened the storyteller system

"I've been waiting for this day for so long!"

"Another ten nights of sleepless nights!"

"I don't know what list Mr. Ye is going to divide today!"

"No matter what list it is, it has nothing to do with us. All I care about is Ling Tian and the man in black."

At this moment, layers of ripples emanated from the void, and a middle-aged man wearing a purple crown slowly walked out of the void. Behind the middle-aged man, a man holding a folding fan The young man said, "Lord of the Longyan Empire, Venerable Longyan has arrived! Ye Wen came out quickly to greet him."

As soon as the young man's voice fell, he heard a mocking voice from the void not far away.

"It's just that a little Venerable Longyan wants my master to come out to greet him in person?"

After that, two figures slowly appeared in that void, they were Qin Huang Yingzheng and Fusu.

Ying Zheng looked at Venerable Longyan in front of him with a faint smile and said, "The two of you rush into our Daqin, aren't you afraid of falling to your death on the way?"

Venerable Longyan smiled faintly: "Qin Huang, don't talk about me. I heard that the security of your country is not very good. What if you were killed by gangsters when you were walking at night, Qin Huang, what should you do?"

Hearing Venerable Longyan's words, the corners of Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and the momentum in his body instantly pressed towards the two of them.

"So strong!"

Venerable Longyan felt the coercion emanating from Ying Zheng, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, and the aura in his body burst out unreservedly.

The color of the sky and the earth changed suddenly, and the aura of the two of them was like a coast.

"You can stop! Don't forget where this is?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from between the two of them, and a golden light suddenly appeared, and a heavenly emperor wearing a golden imperial robe slowly walked out from the two of them, and behind the heavenly emperor was another The gray-haired old man.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng restrained his whole body and said, "Today I will sell Mr. Ye to save face."

After Yingzheng finished speaking, he led Fusu slowly into the interior of Tianji Pavilion.

Seeing this scene, Venerable Longyan also walked in with a cold snort.

Murong Liunian, who was in the crowd, slowly shook his head after seeing this scene, originally he was waiting for the two of them to lose both, so he could watch the play well, but what he didn't expect was that the Emperor of Heaven would intervene in it.

Then he walked into the Tianji Pavilion slowly, found a box at random and walked in.

"Mr. Ye!"

"Mr. Ye!"

As the voices of the crowd sounded, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from under the high platform. I saw Ye Wentian, who was dressed in white and held a folding fan, walked up the high platform slowly like a fairy.

"Boom!"
Ye Wentian patted Xingmu in his hand, and the entire Tianji Pavilion fell silent in an instant.

"The book continues from the previous chapter. Last time we talked about Ling Tian swallowing the inner alchemy of the Yan Mang, and his cultivation broke through to the first level of martial arts in one fell swoop. It can be regarded as a complete step on the threshold of cultivation, but what Ling Tian didn't expect was that Hei at this time The robed man just woke up."

"I saw Ling Tian punching out a fist, whipping up a strong wind and swinging towards that middle-aged man."

"The man in the black robe saw that Ling Tian swallowed the inner alchemy of the Yan Mang that he had managed to kill, but he didn't dare to show weakness, so he just swung his fist."

"Oh!"

"Following a loud noise, Ling Tian and the man in black both took two steps back violently, and a momentum erupted from their hands."

"Afterwards, Ling Tian's eyes released a gleam, and a burst of energy burst out from Ling Tian's hands."

"{cut!}"

"As Ling Tian's words fell, Ling Tian's right hand melted into a knife, and he slashed at the black-robed man."

"{Yama Domain!}"

"As the black-robed man's voice fell, a black field instantly enveloped the two of them, and an old man in a black robe came out from the shadows."

When they heard this, there was a trace of worry in the eyes of many listeners: "Mr. Ye, did Ling Tian break this threat!"

"I believe Ling Tian must be broken!"

"Who says it's not? Don't forget Ling Tian's predecessor!"

"Just this black robe is nothing! It's just a stumbling block, it's just Ling Tian's one-shot enemy."

Ye Wentian waved his folding fan, and continued to speak: "Just now we said that Ling Tian was enveloped by the moves of that black-robed old man."

"I saw Ling Tian clenched his hands suddenly, and a mysterious aura slowly emerged from Ling Tian's body."

"{Myriad Dao Asura}"

"As Ling Tian's words fell, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from Ling Tian's hands. The old man who was startled by that aura retreated repeatedly, and even the old man Yan Luoyu was caught by Ling Tian's hands. This momentum was shattered."

"{puff!}"

"I only heard the old man spitting out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, and a phantom slowly appeared behind the old man."

"{I didn't want to use this trick at first, you forced me to do this!} As the old man's voice fell, Yidao Xuying slowly stood up from behind the old man, and then slowly Slowly blend into that old man's body."

"Oh!"

"Following the sound of that old man's body, the aura in that old man's body burst out involuntarily, and even reached the ninth level of the martial artist in one fell swoop."

"Seeing this scene, Ling Tian quickly took out a sword energy from his hand."

"Sword Intent Supernatural Power!"

"Feeling the growing aura on the dagger, the old man in black exclaimed."

"However, the old man soon realized that the person in front of him was only a martial artist, and even with sword intent and supernatural powers, he couldn't hurt him at all."

"Three swords determine the sky!"

"As Ling Tian's words fell, three sword lights shot up into the sky, and the sharp aura caused the old man in black to retreat violently."

"One of the swords slashed down fiercely, rolling up layers of smoke and rain, and slashed towards the black-robed old man."

"The black-robed old man also took out a strange crutch from somewhere."

"I saw that old man opened his arms fiercely, and said with a weird laugh from his mouth {humble ants, dare to touch my things!}"

"As the old man's voice fell, a strange formation appeared under the feet of the two of them, and the terrifying coercion made Ling Tian's body bend down a little bit."

"Ling Tian glanced at the old man with disdain, and the remaining two sword qis also slashed towards the old man. Suddenly, the formation made a crisp sound."

"{How is this possible!} The old man saw that Ye Wentian had actually broken his own formation, so he couldn't help but stay where he was. You must know that his current cultivation has reached the ninth level of a martial artist!"