Chapter 141 Han Chen??

Ye Tianqi stretched out his palm and grabbed the void in front of him, as if the whole sky had been caught in his palm. The originally empty sky suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and an Indonesian monk in a red robe appeared from the void.

"Master Amo."

When it comes to see who is the person hiding in the void, the monks from Indonesia immediately exclaimed. Ama Bodhi, the descendant of Indonesian tantra, has become famous in Indonesia over the years. The originally declining tantra has become stronger and stronger under the management of this person, and there is a faint hope of revival.

Ama Bodhi was forced out of the void by Ye Tianqi, and he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, but at the same time, he couldn't help but be shocked by Ye Tianqi's strength.

In those years, he and Ye Tianqi, Alexander, and the ascetic Feit, the four of them joined hands in the Holtz final. At that time, although Ye Tianqi's strength was not bad, Amo Bodhisattva did not pay attention to it, but only a few years later, Ye Tianqi's strength had been cultivated to such a horrible level.

Even if he temporarily hid himself in the void with a secret method, he was still seen through by Ye Tianqi and forced himself out with a wave of his hand, which made Amo Bodhisattva's heart shocked by Ye Tianqi's strength.

"Ye Shi's cultivation is really good, and the poor monk is ashamed of himself!"

Now that he has been forced into shape, Amo Bodhisattva is no longer pretentious. He put his hands together to Ye Tianqi, which is a salute.

After saying that, Ama Bodhisattva jumped to the Indonesian monk not far away and said with a smile, "Dear monks and friends, the poor monk will be bold once in this team competition. Please take him in."

"I dare not!"

With such a top master as Ama Bodhi to join, it was too late to be happy. How could they not agree? They quickly invited Ama Bodhi to join their own team.

"Lord Ye, please show mercy in the team competition on his day. I'll leave first!"

After Ama Buddha said, he immediately left quickly with the rest of the people. Now that the overall situation has been decided, there are many masters beside Ye Tianqi. It is meaningless for Amo Buddha to stay here again.

After Ama Bodhi left, the other people of the sects turned around and left one after another, for fear that Ye Tianqi would settle accounts after autumn. They were not Ye Tianqi's opponents.

"Boss, let's let them go like this?"

Looking at the people who left, Zhang Ping couldn't help but be a little unwilling. If it hadn't been for Cang Shu's sword to kill the magician and deter the group of people, I'm afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Forget it, let them go. It's not the right time to do it now!"

Ye Tianqi shook his head, not to mention that they are now in the city, it is inconvenient to fight. More importantly, Ye Tianqi doesn't know why, and there is always an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

I didn't have this feeling, but just after I and Jingma Zhongrong, a sign suddenly came out after my strength went further.

Ye Tianqi secretly used the push algorithm to calculate before and after, but he has never been able to calculate a little bit. This feeling has always been entangled in his heart, making Ye Tianqi have no intention to argue with these people.

"Let's go, let's go back. I believe that Zhang Hang will get news about this team competition soon."

After saying that, Ye Tianqi asked Zhang Ping to use the eight-foot mirror to take everyone away.

The depths of the Golden Triangle.

Although the ghosts here have been transformed several times, within tens of thousands of miles, they are already exhausted, and there is no grass. At a glance, it is full of dead silence.

Especially in the center of the Golden Triangle, the huge sinkhole is bottomless. Even if it is the peerless power of the Dan period, you can't see what is underneath.

However, I don't know when, wisps of seven-color glow rose from the depths of the sinkhole. The glow appeared from time to time, and occasionally disappeared in a moment. A tender bud slowly drilled through the dry earth, giving birth to a trace of vitality in the dead Jedi.

As time went by, one bud after another kept sprouting around the sinkhole and quickly spread around, but no one knew all this.

"Dong~~."

A morning bell rang, and there was a glow on Ye Tianqi's body. A small palm-sized clock floated in Ye Tianqi's palm, which was the magic clock fused with Ye Tianqi.

This is an artifact carried by the Taoist ancestor Laozi. It is said that every time I preach the scriptures, I will gently ring the bell. Wherever the bell passes, the demons avoid retreat and dare not come forward.

Therefore, Zhong has been influenced by Laozi's Taoism for a long time, and has taken off its impurities and become an artifact. After merging with Ye Tianqi, it is hidden in Ye Tianqi's heart, giving birth to a silk of light like meridians, connecting his spirit and gods together, forming a perfect cycle similar to the Baodan period.

It has made my strength have been abruptly improved. Although I am still in the period of becoming a god, I don't mean to say that in addition to those who are not born, I am invincible under the period of becoming a god!

Of course, the strongest thing about this clock is that you still need to ring it yourself. Once you ring this bell, the boundless bell will sweep away the demons. The stronger your spirit is, the more horrible the bell will be.

However, there is a defect in this clock, that is, every ringing will add a layer of burden to Ye Tianqi, and this burden will continue to be superimposed in a geometric multiplication with the number of times Ye Tianqi rings.

This is what many artifacts have in common. After all, ancient artifacts are all used by great power. Ye Tianqi and other descendants do not have the realm of ancient power. Although they can use artifacts, they can't compare with those powerful after all.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianqi couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Unfortunately, he couldn't be born in the era of hundreds of families and couldn't see those great powers known as sages.

"Boss! There is news from Zhang Hang.

Zhang Ping opened the door and shouted to Ye Tianqi. Ye Tianqi raised his eyebrows and quickly stood up and walked into the hall with Zhang Ping. At this moment, Zhang Hang was holding a map and constantly drawing. After seeing Ye Tianqi, Zhang Hang said the information he knew.

The organizer of this group competition is the Holy See, and the European Union Hortts and Islamic bishops will also participate in it. It will be held in an unknown mountain range in the north of the Holy See. They will leave for the Vatican tomorrow.

As for the content of the competition and the rewards of this competition, the Holy See did not disclose it, but it is rumored that the winner of this competition will get an extremely precious treasure.

"The Holy See!!"

Ye Tianqi couldn't help frowning when he heard the words. Although he was not familiar with the Holy See, the Holy Court's traditional style was to exclude all the teachings. Anyone who did not believe in God belonged to a pagan in their eyes. Ye Tianqi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he let the Holy See host this team competition.

I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say anything. Finally, I nodded and said, "In this case, let's go to the Vatican first. At that time, it will be clear to ask Alexander. I believe that as his son, we should know the inside story."

Jiangnan, Meihuazhuang.

Looking at the raindrops dripping outside, Mei Xiang couldn't help frowning. I don't know why. When it rained, a trace of ominous omen suddenly appeared in her heart, but I don't know why, no matter how she calculates, she can't figure out a rough idea after all.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the teacup in Mei Xiang's hand cracked a slight crack, and the clear tea overflowed from the crack, making Mei Xiang's face dark, and a silent panic suddenly shrouded the whole plum blossom pile.

"Wow, wow!"

A raven kept hovering uneasily over Meihuazhuang, making a harsh scream, "Wow!!" A cold wind blew, and the plum blossoms in Meizhuang suddenly withered and withered, and the originally green manor instantly turned into a dark and cold ghost land.

"I don't know which senior, come to Meizhuang, Mei Xiang is polite here!"

Mei Xiang stood up and bent down around. There was a drop of cold sweat falling on her forehead. This Meizhuang is the foundation of Yizhuang for hundreds of years. Not to mention the ban outside, it is the plum blossom trees in the manor, which is enough to kill any master at the peak of the divine period.

But the person who comes does not see his person is just a breath, which easily destroys all his own formations. Obviously, the person who comes is by no means an ordinary master, but must have the peerless power of the cultivation of the Dan period.

Only with this kind of top power, his plum blossom skill will not be regarded as a trace. In the face of this top power, even if Mei Xiang is also a master of the god period, she dares not neglect it at all.

"Hum~~~."

The gate of Meizhuang was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a black robe stood outside the door. Before Mei Xiang looked up, the next moment the man's figure quietly appeared beside Mei Xiang.

The cold breath made Mei Xiang's whole body cold, and he stood there without even the strength to move. "Is old man Mei dead!" The hoarse voice, like a hundred ghosts crying, gave Mei Xiang a feeling that she was about to fall into hell.

The middle-aged man casually took the three green incense sticks on the table in his hand, looked at the spiritual position of Mr. Mei in front of him, and said, "It's a pity that the world's strongest among the three religion and nine streams was just like this in the end!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man inserted the three green incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner. With a wave of his palm, the three green incense were immediately ignited.

The middle-aged man looked at Mei Xiang beside him, which made Mei Xiang's whole body cold. It seemed that there was no secret in the eyes of this middle-aged man.

"Woman, you are the granddaughter of old Mei, but you know who I am!"

When Mei Xiang heard the words, she dared to raise her head and look at the middle-aged man. At a glance, Mei Xiang's face suddenly turned pale. The man in front of her had a pair of sword eyebrows, black hair with flowing shoulders, a knife-like face, and a pair of black pupils like an abyss, just like the door of hell, let people have a look. It's as if the whole soul is sucked into it.

"You,,, Han Chen?"