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What Ye Qingfeng said was not a lie. Although there was more water in Demon Spirit State, the Thunderstorm God Clan would definitely stand behind him.

After all, Ye Qingfeng was the creditor of the Thunderstorm God Tribe, so the perfect Heavenly Ancestor Realm of the Thunderstorm God Clan had to be wary of the younger generation.

Ye Qingfeng also believed that the big boss of the Heavenly Palace, the big boss of the sun-god race, would be happy to help him.

The face of the great elder of the Pagoda clan turned even darker.

”sun-god race! Heavenly Palace! Humph! Very good! ”

Although the pagoda clan did not have much hatred for the The World of the Creation Forbidden Area, the hatred for the Heavenly Palace and the sun-god race were huge!

”Damn you!” Just you wait! ” A few of the Great Perfection Stage of the Heavenly Ancestor Realm of the Buddha Clans were just about to put the word ”exasperated” on their faces.

At first, Ye Qingfeng did not mind, but it was a lot.

Following the appearance of more than ten condensed law jade, they shot into the sky, teleporting through space. The Great Perfection of the Buddha Clan's Heavenly Ancestor Realm shrieked again and again.

BOOM! ”Boom!

Although the expert at the great perfection of the Heavenly Ancestor Realm of the Buddha Clan did not die, it was still enough. Fortunately, the people in this region had already evacuated, which was why Ye Qingfeng dared to randomly bombard them.

At a certain moment, Ye Qingfeng stopped his lazy slacking and his expression became extremely solemn. He moved Empress Fu Tu, who was resting on his lap, into the Dragon God's dimension.

Three ancient and solemn, mysterious and obscure auras appeared.