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Everyone is talking about Tianlang Villa, but they don't know its origin.

Half an hour later, outside the Ancient Sirius Mountain Range, more than a dozen golden lights pierced the sky and approached quickly. They were a group of powerful Golden Crows.

"Report, the Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan is here to celebrate his birthday." A disciple of the Sky Wolf Clan shouted loudly, it seemed that he was under a lot of pressure, and even his words fluctuated a bit.

Outside the Tianlang Villa, there were more than a dozen people standing, with golden long hair shawls and golden pupils, like a dozen golden gods.

Many people came out to welcome them. The Jinwu clan is too powerful, even many leaders want to cling to the relationship. A family of ten princes, who can stop the world in the future?

"Who abolished my clansman?!" The Ninth Prince of the Jinwu Clan came striding forward, his voice was cold but calm.

Some young female monks, some amazing female disciples from various sects, and several saintesses were all watching and discussing softly, their beautiful eyes glowing with brilliance.

"Prince Lu Ya is here too!" At this moment, someone exclaimed.

Chapter 708 Suppressing the Golden Crow Prince

Among the ten princes of the Jinwu clan, one is stronger than the other, and the oldest among them is Lu Ya, the sixth son, who makes many leaders bow their heads.

This is a frightening Golden Crow. When he was young, he had torn apart Jiaolong and killed Tianpeng. He was extremely talented. Now more than one peerless leader has died in his hands.

His hands are bloody, his own strength is extremely strong, and he has ten brothers, who will dare to provoke him if they are dispatched together?

Otherwise, how could it be possible to become sworn brothers with Yin Tiande, Taoist Sanque, and God Son of Taiyin? They are the most terrifying people in the Ziwei Ancient Star Region in the future.

At this time, when he appeared, he naturally alarmed many people, even the hearts of living fossils jumped, and the leaders of all parties would treat him as their equal, even though he was still very young.

Many female monks focused their attention on him. Now Lu Ya has no Taoist partner, and the old king of the Golden Crow tribe is choosing him. Many proud women of the ancient religion have some ideas.

"No, this is an incarnation of Lu Ya, his real body has not come." One of the leaders said.

The Ninth Prince didn't mind that Lu Ya took away his demeanor and attracted everyone's attention, because he had long been used to this Sixth Brother's Tianzong's posture since he was a child.

The two were of similar stature, both handsome and tall, with long golden hair fluttering in the air, flowing golden light, and golden pupils that shot out like sharp swords.

They walked side by side, like two ancient golden holy spirits descending into the world, majestic and terrifying, filled with golden aura and beating golden flames.

"The two princes..." Lang Tianye stepped forward to greet the people of the Jinwu tribe. Although he knew that Lu Ya was an incarnation, he did not dare to be rude.

Many important people came out and greeted the two princes of the Jinwu tribe, which was enough to see how powerful the tribe was, and how fearful it was.

Many people from the younger generation came forward to pay respects, and many of them held the ceremony of the younger generation, and they were extremely cautious in front of Lu Ya's incarnation.

"Which one of them is it?" The Ninth Prince's long golden hair was burning like fire, asking the deposed Golden Crow to identify him.

"He's not here." Some of the monks who came to greet him whispered.

"What a big air." The Ninth Prince said indifferently, and then he turned to those clansmen and said, "Go and call him out. Today is the birthday of the old wolf god. I don't want to kill and blood-soak the Sirius in the villa." Mountain."

Everyone felt awe-inspiring, the Ninth Prince was very strong and fierce, it was obvious that he came up to kill, and he wanted to say something at all.

Some young women showed strange looks, the Jinwu tribe is too powerful, no wonder some proud women were sent into marriage with this tribe by some headmasters.

At the same time, people were also very surprised that Ye Fan actually sat firmly in the villa and didn't come out at all, and even the two princes came in a flat manner.

The abolished Golden Crows were all gritting their teeth. They were very different from when they were driven away not long ago. They strode into the villa with their heads held high and sneers.

"Ye, you are really calm, and you are still drinking tea here."

When they entered the garden, they saw Ye Fan again, full of hatred, raised their voice an octave, and shouted loudly.

"The Ninth Prince of our clan is here, and the incarnation of Prince Lu Ya is also here. You are fighting against my Jinwu clan, you... hehehe!"

Ye Fan looked at them, and only uttered one word, "Get out." He waved his hand impatiently like chasing flies, not wanting to take another look at them.

"The Ninth Prince of our clan asked you to go out and meet him..." a Golden Crow said, sneering again and again.

"Have you forgotten the lesson just now?" Ye Fanhuo raised his head and interrupted his words. A big golden hand waved out, several loud slaps came out, and several people's mouths were full of teeth, and they all flew out.

This kind of force is so great that they even crossed multiple courtyards, flew out three hundred meters away, and fell outside the manor, jumping around like dead fish, with more air than air.

In front of Tianlang Villa, everyone was shocked. This really did not give the Ninth Prince of Jinwu any face. The person who went in to spread the message was thrown out like a dead dog.

The Jinwu Ninth Prince's face was ugly, he said solemnly: "What a big air, do you want me to go inside and start a killing ring?"

"His Royal Highness, today is my master's birthday, and I hope to rest the wrath of thunder." Lang Tianye persuaded, naturally he didn't want any trouble.

"The old wolf's magical skills are involved in good fortune. I don't want to ruin his birthday. It's just that this person doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. If he behaves like this, if I don't kill him, the ancestors of the Golden Crow will blame me." The Ninth Prince of Jinwu said.

"How about missing today?" Lang Amano asked.

"You'd better have someone call him out, just say that I want to see him, it's useless to hide in the villa and seek refuge." Jinwu Ninth Prince said.

Not long after, the disciples from Tianlang Mountain Villa came to see Ye Fan, and they bit the bullet and opened their mouths.Some birthday monks followed in, wanting to see if Ye Fan would still be strong this time.

"Let me go see him? What Jinwu Ninth Prince, I've never heard of it. If you want to see me, let him come by himself!" Ye Fan refused.

Everyone was surprised, even the Ninth Prince of Jinwu didn't notice it, saying that he had never heard of it. This is obviously a powerful master, and there must be a battle.

"You..." A strong man from the Golden Crow clan also followed in, and his color changed upon hearing these words.

"What are you?" Ye Fan squinted, and said, "You guys are used to being strong, have you regarded yourself as a great sage who commands the world? If not, disappear immediately!"

The cultivator from the Golden Crow Tribe came here to find out the reality, and felt that Ye Fan was very powerful, so he turned around and left without saying anything.

"boom!"

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu learned that he stepped on the ground, walked forward step by step, and entered the Tianlang Villa with an indifferent expression and a golden aura surrounding his body.

When he was some distance away from the garden, he stopped, and two hundred-foot-long divine lights flew out of his golden pupils, sinking into the void.

"Evan!"

"What's the matter with you?" Ye Fan sat on the stone chair without moving, holding a teacup.

"It's not a small air, I came in person, but you are still like this." The Ninth Prince of Jinwu looked very cold, and stepped into the garden with one step.

"It's because you take yourself too seriously, let me see you, who do you think you are?" Ye Fan was very indifferent.

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu looked closely at him, with a kind of magical power, his eyes were extremely sharp, and said: "I hope your strength matches your words and deeds, I will be very disappointed if you don't."

"Whether you're disappointed or not, I don't care. Don't say you're here. Even if your old father, King Jinwu, is here, I won't see you. Don't show me your prestige as a prince. I don't know you." Ye Fan said rather Strong, tit for tat.

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu's eyes were frightening, he strode forward, forced to come over, condescending, looking down at Ye Fan, showing his murderous intent.

Everyone was surprised, Ye Fan was clearly not afraid of the Golden Crow, and the Ninth Prince came, but he was still like this, and he never got up.

At this moment, Lu Ya finally spoke for the first time, grabbed the Ninth Prince Jinwu, took a step forward, and said, "I appreciate you a little now."