Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years Chapter 223: Who among you was not an ant?

Looking at the furious and unwilling Ye Fan on the court, who seemed to be a little mad.

Everyone was silent.

Even they themselves think that Ye Fan is a well-deserved cultivation genius, even Chen Jiannan is at this time, a bit ashamed.

Such people.

It is indeed the most qualified to be the owner of this golden holy club.

Yes.

Chu Lingxiao still didn't turn around, and he didn't show any displeasure when he asked Ye Fan loudly and loudly.

Only turning his back to Ye Fan, he faintly replied with a few words.

"You said ants? Who did not start with ants? The same is true for you."

When this sentence falls.

Chu Lingxiao finally turned around slowly, glanced at Ye Fan faintly, and then took a look around everyone in the royal team.

"There are also people here, who did not start with ants?"

A faint voice.

In this huge deep mountain clearing, it is just like a breeze passing by, softly in your ears.

Not as Ye Fan said.

All of the emperor group present felt a sense of approval, but just such a sentence made everyone suddenly feel very awake, as if they were empowered, and their heads became extremely clear in an instant.

Ye Fan is still dissatisfied.

"Why! I am a strong person, among my peers, let alone this small earth, even in the entire galaxy, I have the confidence to be the first in my generation!"

"Why is an ant worthy of this golden holy stick! Why can't I!"

The whole audience is quiet.

In an instant, only Ye Fan heard one line after another, full of resentful anger.

Ye Fan at this time.

Feel great humiliation.

Even in the face of Chu Lingxiao such a strong man that he can't imagine, he still has to fight on reason!

This is not like an existence of this level at all. What should be said does not match the image of a super taboo strong who can make the Emperor Realm, the Empress of the Galaxy, compromise.

Even.

He feels it.

Chu Lingxiao's words are innocent!

What is an ant?

Even if the ants have potential, everything is empty talk before they grow.

For the Stars and Ten Thousand Races.

There are nearly hundreds of millions of ants that die every day. Isn't there anyone who can become the talent of Xingkong Tianjiao among them?

But in the end.

It's not being played with wanton, teasing to death.

To become a slave to the strong.

I can't stand up forever!

The world of cultivation is so cruel. Ants didn’t deserve to have anything before they became strong!

Not even qualified to covet the treasure of immortals!

Ye Fan was on the verge of losing his mind at this time, with red eyes, staring at Chu Lingxiao closely, and gritted his teeth and asked:

"Why do you tell me, why, is it because you are the strong, you can choose at will?!"

"Even so, who are also Chinese people on earth, why don't you choose me who is ten thousand times stronger than this ant!"

Shoots.

Overwhelmed the audience.

Looking at Ye Fan, who was full of bloodshot eyes in his eyes, everyone believed that if Chu Lingxiao was not present, Ye Fan might not be able to help Ning Zhongxu again.

And Ning Zhongxu.

Listening to Ye Fan's angry questions, even he couldn't help asking himself in his heart.

Compared to Ye Fan by myself.

It's not even a bit worse.

Ye Fan is like a bright moon, dangling brightly.

And he is just a firefly, small and dim.

The rumored Kunlun Forbidden Master, how could he choose such a... Ant...

Ning Zhongxu's heart.

Not help.

A bitterness arose inexplicably.

But the next moment.

When a faint word fell, Ye Fan's angry gasps and the anger on his face disappeared a lot.

"Do you really think I chose him?"

Chu Lingxiao waved casually.

The next scene.

Leaving Ye Fan's well-founded expression on his face, he fell silent all at once, with a dull face. As for Zhao Hengren and everyone in the imperial team present, they seemed to have seen the most incredible scene, their eyes widened and their eyes trembled.

See you.

Behind Ning Zhongxu.

An illusory and stalwart figure appeared, vaguely recognizable, wearing a gold holy armor exuding a sacred breath, stepping on glazed boots, a stalwart figure, standing on a group of colorful clouds with his back facing the mortal world below .

In front of him, there is a solemn and sacred palace, like a fairy palace standing on nine heavens.

When this picture appears.

The golden holy club in Ning Zhongxu's hand, as before, once again possessed the same spirituality as before, surrounded Ning Zhongxu, spinning frantically.

Look at this extremely magical scene.

Everyone suddenly looked dumb.

This moment.

A faint voice.

It echoed in Ye Fan's ear again.

"Have you seen it? I did not choose him, but this golden holy club!"

The voice fell off.

Ye Fan's expression was full of shame and anger, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He is the emperor of the realm of cultivation.

Actually...

Not as good as a mortal!

Chu Lingxiao finished.

He turned around, ignored Ye Fan, looked at Ning Zhongxu faintly, and said blankly:

"Now I ask you again, are you ready to become its owner?"

This moment.

Ning Zhongxu did not hesitate, and nodded earnestly. He knew that Monkey King, Monkey King, was fighting and defeating the Buddha, ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, learning from the scriptures, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and a sea god's needle. With the hoop in hand, there are so many injustices in the world.

The golden sacred stick who is now in contact with him.

It's in his hands.

Ning Zhongxu is clear.

What does this mean.

Qi said no clothes, the same robe with the son!

Inheritance of the Great Sage!

Now it’s my responsibility!

This moment.

When Chu Lingxiao pointed out, in an instant, the entire mountain was dyed golden, and the golden light continued to flow, all of which entered the center of Xu's eyebrows in Ningzhong.

This moment.

Everywhere in Ning Zhongxu's body, there are lines of mysterious golden scriptures, which are connected like iron chains, endlessly floating in the corners of his limbs.

King Kong is not bad.

Seventy-two changes!

Wishful stick method!

Fantastic eyes!

Hundreds of thousands of miles away!

The Five Great Immortal Cultivation Techniques of Monkey King Monkey were all poured into Ning Zhongxu's head. From this moment on, Ning Zhongxu was a destined person of Monkey King Monkey King.

This scene.

Everyone in the imperial group who looks more enviously.

The inheritance of mythological characters.

This is too...

Done it all.

Chu Lingxiao looked around at random, and Zhao Heng took a look at the others.

Said lightly:

"Take him back~IndoMTL.com~, it just happens that I have something to explain."

"Sir, that..."

Zhao Hengren hesitated, glanced at him without saying a word, stood there, his face was full of gloomy, unwilling Ye Fan, wanted to ask Chu Lingxiao, what should Ye Fan do.

Actually, he wants Ye Fan to join the royal group.

After all.

It is also an unimaginable practice evildoer.

"Don't worry about it."

But after hearing what Chu Lingxiao said, he had to greet everyone in the imperial clan, followed Chu Lingxiao's figure for a moment, and left.

In an instant.

The whole mountain fell into a dead silence.

Only Ye Fan stood there with a dazed expression.

After a while.

He only came back to his senses, and when he found that there was no one around him, his face gradually became extremely gloomy.

Next moment.

An unstoppable roar, mixed with sounds full of humiliation and resentment, spread throughout the entire mountain, until there were only three words full of hatred in the voice, the frightened group of birds in the mountain heard , Flies in a fright.

"Chu Lingxiao!!!"