Yan Chen opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

Take out the holy treasure and cure Yang Qingyun?

So where is the Yan family’s face?

But if he disagrees with Qin Chen's statement, will this guy kill another holy king in an instant?

The three elders were silent at this moment.

Yan Yunxuan, who talked the most, is dead.

You have to pay attention to the examples before you!

For a moment, as the morning sun slowly rose, there was a deathly silence in the venue.

No one dared to speak.

Even those in the Saint King realm would not dare to do so, let alone Heavenly Saints, Earth Saints and warriors in the Saint realm.

At this moment, Yan Chen took a step forward.

He was about to speak, but at this moment, a hand was placed on Yan Chen's shoulder.

"Let me do it!"

The sound of vicissitudes of life sounded at this moment.

Hearing that voice, Yan Chen's body paused slightly.

Behind him, two figures suddenly appeared.

One of them has white hair and an old look. There is no fluctuation of holy power in his whole body, but he gives people a feeling that he is unfathomable and even unapproachable.

The other one is an old woman.
Chapter completed!