Chapter 1582 (1/2)

For the whole oriental cultivation world, even for the whole world's power world, ye Qian's name is fierce.

When it comes to Linhai Ye Qian, no matter who he is, he will shiver. After all, the reputation of the Oriental demon God is not for fun. It is shot by knife.

From ye Qian's first debut, he was the dragon and tiger bang, then the Ye family's youlongwei, then the inner elder of the golden family, the Wufeng elder of Kunlun, the blood emperor of the blood clan and the fallen Archangel. Which one could leave alive under Ye Qian's hand.

Even if the Eastern Buddhism and Taoism encirclement Ye qian can be easily resolved, this kind of shocking heaven is completely, I'm afraid even ye Shura, the master of Shura hall, can't do it.

Moreover, ye Qian fought with ye Xiuluo three times before and after. Although none of them was the true master of Ye Shura, every time he fought with Ye Shura, he returned home with his plume. It can be seen at a glance that who is superior and who is inferior.

In the whole East, no one, no matter a single family or a single sect, dares to challenge the Shura hall. The only one who dares to fight against Ye Shura is probably the city of sky, and only Ye Qian.

At the moment, ye Qian in the South China Sea, in Zeng qianrou's villa, so reported his name, which really scared the ghost hand and the people behind him.

You should know that if the person in front of you is from the thirteen sects of the South China Sea, or from other sects, the ghost hand can still climb the mountain of Ye Shura. However, for ye Qian, the Oriental demon God, I'm afraid it doesn't matter who his name is.

Shiver, the ghost hand at the moment can only shiver.

”Ye Qian, you are, you are Linhai Ye Qian, the legendary Oriental demon God?”

If it was not for the ghost hand and some accomplishments, he would have been paralyzed on the ground at the moment, and the inexplicable fear he had never had in his life.

As for those deities, they were so scared that they could not even say anything. After all, what a terrible existence it is to be able to compete with the master of the Shura temple and kill the fallen angels in seconds. If ye Qian really wanted to start at the moment, they would be flesh on the chopping board of others. The end would be quite miserable.

With his head tilted and staring at the ghost hand, ye Qian said with a faint smile: ”how, don't you believe it?”

The ghost hand shook his head desperately, and the whole person did not dare to say a word. It seems that ye Qian's evil name outside also makes the ghost hand feel terrible compared with his means.

At this time, Ling long, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said, ”ups and downs, what can I say to these guys? Kill them, so that they will not harm the world again.”

Ye Qian did not expect that Ling long, who has always been kind, has a heart to kill even more than himself.

However, this is also inevitable. After all, there are countless evils committed in the Shura hall, and the crimes are countless. It is also a disaster to keep these people. It is better to kill them.

And hear Ling long such a words, ghost hand can no longer support, Gudong a kneeling on the ground.

”Spare your life, Lord Ye Qian. Spare your life, please...”

The ghost hand is the person of the Shura hall. In this critical moment of life and death, it can be said that he has no integrity at all. He actually kneels down to beg for mercy.

And those so-called gods behind him are more shameless. With the ghost hands kneeling on the ground, these guys are in a line, kneeling on the ground, even the courage to start.

”Spare me, spare me!”

”Don't kill us, please.”