Chapter 1493 You've Been Fooled

When these words came out, everyone was shocked and angry!

"Damn it, he saved people and asked for a lot of money, how shameless!"

"Seventh Elder, don't give it to him, people like him should be slapped in the face!"

The Seventh Elder sneered: "Boy, with your little strength, you still want to participate in the five sects' election?"

"It's ridiculous!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light, returned to the token, and disappeared.

The smile on Wang Anyi's face froze, and he was furious!

At this time, Wen Chengye's voice came: "Wang Anyi, call back the soul of the former seventh elder of the Red Thunder League, and reward 50 points!"

Wang Anyi laughed: "Mr. Ye, how does it feel to have your points taken away by others?"

Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said coldly: "Wang Anyi, you are courting death!"

"Come and hit me if you dare?"

Wang Anyi was full of pride, and sneered: "In the assessment, if you make a move, you will be disqualified immediately!"

"As long as you make a move, I will take your points, let's see what you do!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Shenfeng Club laughed.

"Then try again!"

"If you dare to make a move again, I will kill you too!"

Ye Xinghe's murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he urged the Sky Eye Soul, and the divine light in his eyes flowed.

After scanning a group of spirit tablets, his brows frowned slightly.

On the second floor on the top, the third spirit tablet from the left, a dazzling red light lit up!

"The aura in this red light is comparable to the early stage of the ninth floor of the Divine Sea Realm!"

"In the entire ancestral hall, his aura is the strongest. He must be an important ancestor of the Red Thunder League!"

"No matter how the Wang family attacks, he is not the opponent of this senior. It must be him!"

After saying that, he stepped into the air and came to the spirit tablet and injected the divine power.

With a hum, a bright red light suddenly lit up on the spirit tablet!

The dazzling red light was enough to illuminate the entire ancestral hall!

A tall figure slowly emerged from the spirit tablet.

This is an old man in a black robe with red eyes. His aura is so strong that everyone present cannot move!

Everyone looked at the old man in black robe, but they didn't know his identity.

Only Wen Chengye was surprised and said: "It's the second leader of the Red Thunder League, Yang Chansong, who is known as a genius that is rare in a thousand years!"

"His spirit is also preserved here!"

Everyone was surprised to hear this!

At this time, Yang Chansong raised his palm and blasted it out!

The palm wind whistled, and it turned into a fierce shark, flying over!

Ye Xinghe's face changed slightly, and he urged the Overlord's soul.

The Overlord emerged, roared to the sky, and punched the fierce shark!

Boom!

The fist burst out, and the fierce shark exploded instantly!

Yang Chansong raised his hand again, and was about to strike.

Before Ye Xinghe could resist, he heard Wang Anyi laughing and said, "I want this soul too!"

He flew over and fanned the black fan in his hand.

Suddenly, dozens of ferocious ghosts rolled up gusts of evil wind and whistled away!

"This idiot, he was fooled!"

Ye Xinghe did not stop him, but sneered and took two steps back.

Yang Chansong's strength was extremely strong, and Wang Anyi's attack at this time was to seek his own death!

Ye Xinghe retreated a few steps, but made Wang Anyi misunderstand.

He was afraid!

Wang Anyi laughed disdainfully: "Waste, even the dead are afraid!"

"Watch out, how I subdue the second leader!"

He controlled dozens of evil spirits and pounced on Yang Chansong.

Yang Chansong snorted coldly, and a brilliant lightning suddenly lit up on his body!

Boom!

With a loud bang, the lightning exploded, instantly shattering the screaming evil spirit.

Several thunderbolts flew out and hit Wang Anyi.

Wang Anyi's face suddenly changed, spitting blood from his mouth, and flew backwards!

He was seriously injured and unable to fight again!

"Waste!"

In the crowd, Chai Xiuhong cursed in a low voice, and his anger was unbearable!

However, he quickly came up with a plan, laughed sinisterly, and quietly approached Ye Xinghe.

At the same time, Yang Chansong turned around and stared at Ye Xinghe.

He raised his hand again and blasted out with a palm!

The palm power spread like water waves.

It seems normal, but it contains a strong soul power fluctuation!

Even though Ye Xinghe had eleven souls, he did not dare to neglect it!

However, just as he was about to make a move, a roar came from behind him!

"Ye Xinghe, go to hell!"

Ye Xinghe turned his head suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes!

The person who attacked was Chai Xiuhong!

It was really despicable to attack at this time!

"Just you want to take my life?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Ye Xinghe sneered, and the fusion power in the Tianmen instantly flowed into his legs.

He took a step forward, his feet roared, and the void shattered!

The next moment, he appeared hundreds of meters away.

"What a fast body movement!"

Chai Xiuhong's face changed suddenly, and he saw Yang Chansong's palm coming, but he couldn't avoid it!

Bang!

As the palm fell, Chai Xiuhong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

It was like a stream falling to the ground, hitting the ground hard, and smashing a big hole!

Ye Xinghe stood in the air, shook his head and chuckled: "You don't know what you can do!"

"Now, it's my turn!"

After that, he took a step forward, urging the black fire in his body to burst out!

Eight black fires turned into flame phantoms one after another, surrounding Ye Xinghe's body!

The phantoms merged into the sea of ​​fire and drifted all over the sky!

Ye Xinghe clenched his fist and smashed it down hard!

The surging flames merged into one, turning into a huge fire dragon, falling from the sky!

The eighth level of the Great Brahma Black Fire Nine Transformation Divine Fist: Flame Dragon Breaks the Sky!

The flaming dragon roared and hit Yang Chansong hard.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Yang Chansong flew backwards.

Although it was only a few dozen meters away and failed to seriously injure him, it also dispersed his murderous thoughts.

Yang Chansong was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears: "I never thought that I could still see the ancestral temple of the Red Thunder League when I was awake in my lifetime."

"Boy, did you wake me up?"

Ye Xinghe nodded gently and bowed his hands and said: "Junior Ye Xinghe, a senior elder of the Red Thunder League."

"Very good! The young are formidable!"

Yang Chansong nodded in approval, and said: "I don't have much strength left, so I can only return to the spirit tablet to recuperate."

"Ye Xinghe, I hope that when I wake up again, you will be a strong man!"

Ye Xinghe nodded heavily with confidence in his eyes.

Yang Chansong was satisfied and returned to the spirit tablet to rest quietly.

Wen Chengye announced loudly: "Ye Xinghe, you have made great contributions by calling back the soul of the second leader of the Red Thunder League!"

"A special reward of 1,000 points, ranking first!"

Everyone was full of envy, and they approached Ye Xinghe and flattered him in every way.

As if Ye Xinghe had not seen him, he continued to search for the spirit tablets of other ancestors.

By the end of time, he had found seven Red Thunder League predecessors.

When everyone returned, Wen Chengye said loudly: "This round of competition is over!"

"Ye Xinghe ranked first with a high score of 1,650!"

"Congratulations to Ye Xinghe for being promoted to the top elder!"

There was warm applause from the crowd, which lasted for a long time.

Ye Xinghe smiled modestly, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Wen Chengye flipped his palm, took out a golden pill, and handed it to Ye Xinghe.

"Xinghe, this ninth-grade perfect dragon essence soul-casting pill is the best choice among the ninth-grade soul pills!"