Chapter 457

“Hehe, the Yinsi Zhengshen really deserves to be the Yinsi Zhengshen.”

The elder of the mountain ghost tribe didn’t rush to take action, but said slowly.

“Actually, I have no intention of embarrassing the Yinsi Zhengshen. As long as the Yinsi Zhengshen is willing to hand over the inheritance of the Yinsi to us, we will not only retreat.”

“In the future, wherever the Yinsi Zhengshen is useful and useful, just say hello, and never dare to refuse.”



The elder of the mountain ghost clan spoke earnestly and looked at Wang Yifan with sincere eyes.

Although they have the advantage at the moment, the elder of the mountain ghost tribe still feels a little nervous.

Facing Wang Yifan, he still had little confidence in his heart.

The elders behind him just looked at Wang Yifan steadily, without speaking, with expressions that were dominated by the great elders of the mountain ghost tribe.

“Hehe, you are really cute!”

Wang Yifan chuckled.

“I am just giving you the inheritance of Yinsi Zhengshen, do you dare to ask for it?”

“It doesn’t bother you to bother, as long as it is given to us, how we deal with it will naturally have nothing to do with you.”

The elder of the mountain ghost tribe was overjoyed, thinking that Wang Yifan would be subdued.

The faces of the other mountain ghost clan elders also showed excitement.

“I will certainly give you what you want if you win against me. If you lose, then…”

Wang Yifan did not go further, but the meaning is already obvious.

His spirit-bearing flags were completed only after the sub-branch had only two spirits.

At this moment, he looked at the great elder of the mountain ghost tribe and it was very good.

Although I am a little older, it is very difficult to go further in the future.

However, it is also a ghost king in the later period, and it is enough to fill the soul-calling sub-flag.

As for the other mountain ghost elders, Wang Yifan’s eyes are also locked

These mountain ghost clan elders are not young, and at this point they are almost at the end.

Only the great elder of the mountain ghost tribe was the only one who had good strength in the late stage of the ghost king.

However, Wang Yifan’s gaze is also locked on one person, an existence that is extremely close to the late stage of the ghost king.

The elder of the mountain ghost tribe felt Wang Yifan’s gaze, and his heart was inexplicably tight, and his soul trembled, as if some terrible predator was looking at him.

Another Shangui clan elder who was touched by Wang Yifan’s gaze also had a trembling heart.

He had a faint feeling of wanting to escape.

“Elder, or let’s go back to the Wangui Yinsha Great Array 々`!”

Said another Shangui clan elder who was swept by your gaze from my concubine Yi Ai.

“Don’t you want the inheritance of Yinsi Zhengshen?”

The elder of the mountain ghost tribe snorted coldly.

“Don’t blame me for not reminding you. Now, if you run away at the time, even if you are the elder of the mountain ghost tribe, it will be difficult for you to have a foothold in the mountain ghost tribe in the future.”

Despite the throbbing in his heart, the elder of the mountain ghost tribe still didn’t plan to give up.

After finally reaching this point, he is really unwilling to let him give up!

Besides, his illegitimate son died here.

That was his most talented son, and he was very likely to become a ghost king in the future, and he fell like this, and he really couldn’t accept it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the white boy standing in the distance. If it weren’t for the inheritance of Yinsi Zhengshen, that ghost king, he would kill!

“Hehe, if you don’t make a move, I will make a move. Don’t say I bully you when the time comes.”

Wang Yifan waved the hoisting banner in his hand and said.

The weirwolf he sat down roared up to the sky, and his copper bell-like eyes stared at the elders of the mountain ghost tribe.

Although facing the six ghost king true Qi and the existence of another ghost king in his later stage, he didn’t feel the slightest fear in his heart.

After seeing Wang Yifan’s power, he didn’t think any ghost king-level creature would be his opponent.

If anyone can compare Wang Yifan, he thinks it must be a legendary ghost.

Only those who are infinitely close to the gods may be able to compare Wang Yifan.

“¨` Hmph, do it!”

The elder of the mountain ghost tribe snorted coldly, and suddenly, the figure of the seven ghost kings became blurred, turning into shadows and spreading to the sky, and then violently attacked Wang Yifan.

Seven directions, seven attacks.

With such an offensive, even the existence of a ghost king in the later stage is also at risk of falling in public.

“Hey, not bad!”

Wang Yifan laughed, and then mobilized the power of Yinsi. In an instant, the boundless Yinsi Lingyuan gathered in his dantian, and then a huge light mask enveloped him.

The seven attacks hit the mask, except for a little ripple, there was no shaking.

“With this level of power, I want to fight against me. You really are too fateful!”

Wang Yifan shook his head and scattered the mask casually.

Then stretched out his hand and slapped the weir wolf, and said that your spirit element was injected into the weir wolf’s body, and in an instant, the momentum of the weir wolf rose rapidly!

However, after a few breaths, he broke through from the middle stage of the ghost king to the later stage of the ghost king. This is more than that. After one breath, the weir wolf’s aura has reached half a ghost.

“Oh, admit it!”

A wolf howl stunned thousands of miles.

Weirwolf had never felt this way, this kind of power.

He had no doubt that the previous self would even be yelled to death by himself, which was the snake he could not beat.



In front of him in such a state!

It’s just a younger brother. .

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