After signing in for ten thousand years, the Supreme Patriarch was born!

thump!

Bian Chen felt his legs go limp, and knelt on the ground with a 'plop' sound.

"Bye...bye, bye, see Ye... Ye Ye Ye Supreme..."

Bian Chen was trembling all over, he couldn't speak smoothly and stuttered.

He suddenly thought of the portrait in the dark moon lake chamber.

It turned out that the person in that portrait had always been by his side.

No wonder Ye Qingtian told him that the portrait could help Dark Moon Sect overcome difficulties.

Ye Zhizun himself, can you not understand?

At this time, Bian Chen was shocked and confused.

Who is Ye Zhizun? He is their ancestor's master. Seeing Ye Zhizun, even their ancestors had to kneel there respectfully and salute.

And he actually called Ye Zhizun brothers.

If you say it, you can blow it for a lifetime!

But if their ancestor Bian Guanyue found out about this, a severe beating would definitely be inevitable.

No, one beating a day!

"This guy..." Seeing Bian Chen's embarrassment, Dongfang Yao immediately understood that it wasn't that Bian Chen was hiding something from him, but that Bian Chen himself was kept in the dark.

"It turns out I'm not the most embarrassing one."

Seeing Bian Chen's embarrassment, Dongfang Yao felt much better.

And behind them.

Supreme Wei Wang Pengyun looked at the man on the throne with a look of shock.

Seeing Ye Qingtian was like seeing a ghost, his whole body was icy cold and desperate.

Bian Guanyue didn't kill him before, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

No matter how arrogant Bian Guanyue is, she dare not really offend the Supreme Palace.

But now, he is not happy at all, and even wants to die.

Although he has never seen Ye Qingtian with his own eyes, as a Supreme Guard, he naturally knows quite a lot about the Supremes in the Supreme Palace.

Ye Qingtian used to be the Supreme of the Supreme Hall, and there is still a statue of Ye Qingtian in the Supreme Hall.

Ten thousand years ago, that statue was once a symbol of glory.

But now, he was nailed to the pillar of shame by the Supreme Hall.

Staying in the Supreme Hall all year round, Wang Pengyun is quite familiar with Ye Qingtian's appearance.

Of course, Ye Qingtian's identity cannot be identified just by his appearance.

After all, there are billions of human beings, and looking at the Nine Realms, there are many people who look similar.

But Ye Qingtian is the only one who can make Bian Guanyue, Dongfang Mingzhu and others bow down respectfully!

but……

Wasn't Ye Qingtian killed by the Eighteen Supremes and sealed his body in the Nine Realms forbidden zone thousands of years ago?

Moreover, the Supreme Hall also sent people to guard the Nine Realms restricted area, and if there was any change, it would also be reported to the Supreme Hall.

Why, he saw a living Ye Qingtian appearing in front of him?

Is this a human or a ghost?

Or, what appeared in front of my eyes was a hallucination?

……

thump!

Wang Pengyun's legs also softened, and he knelt down involuntarily.

"Ye, Ye Zhizun!"

Looking at Ye Qingtian, he couldn't help shouting out, endless fear welling up in his heart.

"Get up." Ye Qingtian was in a high position, overlooking the crowd, and said casually.

Bian Guanyue, Dongfang Mingzhu and others got up after hearing the words.

Only Wang Pengyun still knelt on the ground.

He dared not stand up.

My legs were weak and I couldn't stand up.

Facing Ye Qingtian, he didn't know what he would face next.

You know, this Ye Zhizun in front of you is a legendary figure who is helpless even if many Supremes join forces.

As a supreme guard, he has always been proud, and with this identity, he is above countless people.

But in front of Ye Qingtian, he was as insignificant as an ant, not worth mentioning.

"Wang Pengyun, raise your head."

Ye Qingtian was not in a hurry to reminisce with Bian Guanyue, but looked at Wang Pengyun behind them.

Hearing this, Wang Pengyun raised his head involuntarily.

At this time, Wang Pengyun seemed to have lost his consciousness. What Ye Qingtian said made him irresistible.

Ye Qingtian looked directly into Wang Pengyun's eyes, and powerful spiritual consciousness invaded Wang Pengyun's mind, absorbing the memories in Wang Pengyun's mind.

The reason why he wanted to save Wang Pengyun's life was to obtain the memory in Wang Pengyun's mind.

After acquiring the memory, Wang Pengyun gradually woke up.

"Ye Zhizun, spare your life!"

The instinct to survive made Wang Pengyun keep kowtowing for mercy.

Ye Qingtian ignored Wang Pengyun and just waved his hand lightly.

Seeing this, Bian Guanyue understood immediately, picked up Wang Pengyun, and dragged him out of the palace hall.

Not long after, Bian Guanyue returned to the palace hall, and Wang Pengyun's breath disappeared completely.

"Brat, it's been 1 years, and your problems haven't changed at all."

"The entire ancient city of Suzaku was almost destroyed by Wang Yu because of your carelessness."

After dealing with Wang Pengyun, it was finally time for the teacher and apprentice to reminisce about the past.

Bian Guanyue looked at her master whom she hadn't seen in thousands of years with a smile on her face.

As if to say, you hit me.

Thousands of years ago, Bian Guanyue was always dissatisfied and stubborn after being taught by Ye Qingtian.

But now, he just wants to say: "Master, hit me again!"

"Master, please punish!" Bian Guanyue said, as if she was willing to be beaten.

Ye Qingtian looked at Bian Guanyue, nodded slightly, and then stepped down from the throne.

In his hand, a branch emerged.

This branch was used by him to teach those disciples. The branch was originally just an ordinary branch, but after following him for thousands of years, it has already become extraordinary.

Ye Qingtian walked up to Bian Guanyue, and Bian Guanyue stretched out his palm consciously.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound in the silent palace hall.

The branch slammed into Bian Guanyue's palm, and Bian Guanyue let go of all his defenses, which made him feel a piercing pain.

Just like ten thousand years ago.

The more it hurts, the happier Bian Guanyue is.

Pain means that everything in front of you is not a dream.

The master, whom he had not seen for thousands of years, was standing in front of him!

In the eyes, full of tears.

After hitting it, Ye Qingtian took back the branch.

"You are really courageous. Even Suzaku Supreme cannot succeed in cultivating Nine Deaths. Why do you think you can succeed in cultivation? Do you know that this is a dead end?" Ye Qingtian asked.

Bian Guanyue said: "I know, but I have no choice. Back then, after you were plotted against by the Supreme Hall, the brothers, sisters, sisters, and the Ye family all suffered revenge."

"Just the invincible emperor cannot protect them, the disciple must become stronger!"

"If you can't become the Supreme, the disciple can only go this way."

"Fortunately, the master acted in time to help the disciple succeed in cultivation!"

Bian Guanyue said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ye Qingtian sighed, he didn't really want to blame Bian Guanyue.

He sat back on the throne, and said in a deep voice: "I came to Qingjie this time for two purposes. One is to find you, and the other is to liquidate Wan Jianmen."

"Now, I have found you."

"Then, it's Wan Jianmen's turn."