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Chapter 441 The Patriarch Of The Dynasty, Fleeing In A Panic 【Please Subscribe, Please Customize】



An old man with white beard and hair came up on a cloud and waved his sleeves.

A surge of divine power surged towards the sky, sweeping the man in the silver suit into the distance, avoiding the stabbing of the purple-gold spear in Ye Ditian's hand.

"It's the Patriarch of the Nine Heavens Dynasty, the patriarch, the patriarch, unexpectedly... has left the customs!"

In the distance, a group of disciples in the imperial dynasty bowed down and bowed, respectfully welcoming the ancestor to leave the customs.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly to the disciples, then walked forward slowly, and came to the man in the silver-suit.

Looking at this disciple, he waved his hand, and a beam of divine light sank into the body of the man in the silver suit, causing his injury to heal instantly.

"It's a pity, the Dao heart has been lost, Qin Kun, from today onwards, you will be deposed as the future emperor"

"I order you to go to the back mountain of the imperial court by yourself, and think about your mistakes behind closed doors. You are not allowed to leave the customs for a hundred years."

The white-haired old man said solemnly.

"Yes, follow the decree of the ancestors!"

The man in the silver battle suit was immediately relieved, and a feeling of survival after a catastrophe made him tremble extremely.

Even though he was deposed as the future emperor, he was punished to retreat and think about his mistakes.

He still felt lucky that he was able to save his life, and immediately turned into a long rainbow and flew to the back mountain.

"On the road of cultivation, how many arrogances can go from the beginning to the end, with a strong heart and a strong heart?!"

"This son, kneeling down and begging for others to spare his own life, this life is useless!"

Seeing Qin Kun disappearing into the rainbow, the white-haired old man shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"Could it be that if my Nine Heavens Dynasty is a big force, there is no one with a firm heart."

"Furthermore, a disciple with extremely high cultivation talent can take on the important task of the future emperor?!" The white-haired old man thought to himself.

Then, he turned around to look at Ye Ditian, with a pair of divine eyes, the brilliance flowed between opening and closing, and he sized Ye Ditian carefully.

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he said slowly: "Young man, would you like to be my true disciple?"

It was as if thunder struck from the ground, these words instantly blew up all the disciples in the distance.

They all talked a lot, or roared, or exclaimed, or envied.

The ancestor's true disciple, doesn't that mean that this young man in Zijin Taoist clothes will definitely be their emperor in the future!

Even the Goddess Qin Yao, with her delicate face, seems like a fairy of Guanghan, her eyes are full of surprise at this moment.

But for a moment, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a dimple appeared on her face, a smile that captivated everyone, it was extremely moving.

"If Mr. Ye Ditian really becomes the true disciple of the ancestor, wouldn't it mean that Mr. Ye and I will have the opportunity to meet each other in the future!"

Thinking of this, Goddess Qin Yao was very happy in her heart.

In the distance, Ye Ditian bowed slightly to the white-haired old man, saying:

"Thank you senior for your kindness, but I don't know why senior accepted me as a true disciple?"

"Can you break it with your bare hands, his natal clock!"

"If the great God, among the younger generation, can do this, Liao Liao Wu!"

"However, it is rumored that in Immortal Territory, the son of the Ye family emperor, the chaotic holy body and dao embryo, must be able to split soldiers with bare hands!"

"As for you young man, if the old man's expectations are not bad, you must be a generation of gods!"

"Based on this, you are enough to be my true disciple!" The old man explained.

"Senior is meticulous, but I don't know if you really dare to accept me as a true disciple?"

Ye Ditian said with a smile, but there was a hint of playfulness in the smile.

"Why don't you dare? My ancestor Jiuxiao, above the vast sky, can go there."

"As long as you enter my sect, I will teach you all the ancient arts of my life, and I will never hide any secrets.

"It's just that you have to be the next emperor of my dynasty!"

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The white-haired old man laughed loudly.

Ye Ditian didn't speak any more at the moment, but just transmitted the sound with his spiritual consciousness.

"Senior, I am the chaotic holy body dao embryo you mentioned!"

"what?!"

Patriarch Jiuxiao subconsciously exclaimed loudly.

Then his whole body trembled violently, like a frightened old rabbit, he jumped more than ten feet high, terrified like a bereaved dog, and ran away on the cloud, extremely embarrassed.

"Senior, didn't you say that you want to accept me as a true disciple? You also want me to be the future emperor of your dynasty, why are you running away now?"

Ye Ditian stepped on the Immortal Market Steps, turned into a purple-gold lightning, and chased the ancestor of Jiuxiao.

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The people in the distance were dumbfounded as if their eyeballs were about to pop out.

What happened to make their ancestor, like a bereaved dog, flee from this place desperately, they were all extremely shocked.

"My little ancestor, you old man is not staying in the fairyland, how come you are above us?!"

At this time, the white-haired old man did not look like an ancestor of the dynasty, but more like a child rolling around on the street.

"Fuck! Who can tell me what happened? The ancestor of our Nine Heavens Dynasty.

"He actually called a young man... the little ancestor!"

In the crowd in the distance, someone roared, their sky seemed to have collapsed.

Today, the disciples of the dynasty are no longer shocked once.

First, they were defeated by the young man in Zijin Daoist clothes, their future emperor.

Then again, the patriarch of the dynasty left the customs and wanted to accept him as a true disciple.

But right now, their ancestors were scared out of their wits by this young man, and fled in a panic. How could they look like a royal ancestor!

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