"What does Mr. Feng think of this person? Are you qualified to join my Daxi?"

On a mountain, a young man asked an old man next to him.

They stood on the high mountain, facing the heights, and saw the torrent of the steel of the Maple Leaf Kingdom below. Ye Tian in the air was also seen by them.

What the young man pointed at was naturally Ye Tian.

He was wearing a black leather jacket and black high-tube combat boots. His facial features were tough and handsome, his skin was bronzed, as if cast from copper and iron. His long purple hair was meticulously combed, and even his eyes were purple, like a sharp sword, full of wildness. He was furious and obsessed with an eagle and wolf, and his aura was imposing.

He was carrying a huge gun on his shoulder, three meters long, and the streamlined gun body surface shone with streams of light, dazzling and full of science fiction beauty, unlike modern weapons on earth.

The gun seemed to weigh hundreds of pounds, but he carried it on his shoulders as if it had no weight and was lightly lifted.

"The talent is not inferior to you. Unfortunately, this wasteland buried him. If it is in my Great Western Spirit Land, it is likely that it will become a generation of Nascent Soul." An old man with a twig of goatee beard and silver pupils replied.

The old man was short and thin, with his wrinkled skin like an old tree bark. He looked very good, but his energy was extremely vigorous, especially his eyes, like two torches, and countless rays of light were rushing, which made people unable to look directly. His eyebrows and forehead were also faintly glowing. This was the embodiment of his powerful mental power.

There is no doubt that this old man is a powerful spiritual master.

Hearing the old man with silver pupils, the purple-haired man's expression changed slightly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes when he looked at Ye Tian.

The old man's statement "Talent is not inferior to him" sounded harsh.

“Great.”

On the other side of the young man, a young and beautiful woman covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

This is a woman who will make any man feel moved when he sees her. She has a delicate figure, round and slender legs, wearing a purple princess skirt, revealing a white willow waist with a thin waist with her navel, and her long purple hair is floating. Each one is very crystal clear, with bright eyes and white teeth, and her charming style. She looks like a jade carving, which is unreal.

"Does Brother Ao want to have a fight with him?" The beauty in the short skirt smiled, exhaling as orchid, bright red lips, and crystal clear teeth.

"Hmph, he is a native of the wasteland planet and a humble ant, what qualifications do he have to be my opponent?" The purple-haired man snorted coldly, his fierce eyes full of contempt.

"Even if it is wasteland, it must not be despised." said the old man in Silver Pupil, "This planet is very tenacious. After my Great Western era wiped out the Immortal Cultivation Civilization and took away the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, it was not depressed, but a technological civilization was born and developed very well. This alone is worthy of favor. I wonder which other planets conquered by the Great Western era can be reborn in Nirvana? Most of them are abandoned and become Jedi."

Their identities have become obvious, from outside the territory, the Great Western civilization, that is, the Atlantis civilization that is spreading on Earth's myths.

A long time ago, this civilization had come to Earth, destroying the Eastern Immortal Cultivation Civilization and the Western God civilization, and draining away the spiritual roots of the Earth. From then on, the spiritual energy of the Earth was exhausted, and a large star of cultivation degenerated into a wasteland small star.

"Even technological civilization is just the most backward mechanical civilization. The magic cannon in my hand can wipe out the entire star." The purple-haired man shook the three-meter-long gun on his shoulder, arrogant and arrogant.

"Don't. I like this star very much. I'm going to come here often in the future and be my resort." The woman in the short skirt smiled and looked at the beautiful rivers and mountains of the earth, her eyes full of obsession.

"What's the good thing about a broken star? Isn't the diamond star I gave you good? It's ten thousand times more beautiful than here."

"You almost killed all the people there, and they were dead. I like lively and crowded places. And I am very interested in the civilization here. Mr. Feng, can I go back for a few days?"

The old man with silver pupil smiled, stroked his goatee's beard, and said, "Of course. As long as you want, the whole star is yours, and billions of natives are your slaves."

"There are too many billions of slaves. I only have one, it's him."

Amid the sweet laughter, the beauty in the short skirt poked out her jade fingers like a peeling onion and pointed to Ye Tian in the air. Her big eyes were smart and eccentric. Although the purple eyes did not have the contemptuous look like a purple-haired man, she did not have the same respect as she should have, as if she really regarded Ye Tian as a slave.

At this time, Ye Tian was in a state of rage, and two thunder rays burst out from his golden pupils of the fire eyes, breaking a laser column like a broken bamboo, and then sank into the mouth of the laser cannon.

Then, violent energy burst out from the laser cannon, and the sky and earth shook, and a mushroom cloud rose up on the spot. The laser cannon launch vehicle weighing dozens of tons was torn into iron filings at once, and dozens of chariots within a radius of 1,000 meters were all destroyed.

"Not bad, this guy is very interesting. I must accept him as my slave." The beautiful woman with short skirt looked brilliant and said very excitedly.

"If you want to be your slave, you have to pass this level first." The purple-haired man suddenly removed the three-meter-long gun on his shoulder, held it in his arms, and aimed at Ye Tian's direction.

"Don't hurt him. This person has extraordinary talent and good training. He may become a powerful general in the West." The old man with silver pupil stopped him.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him, I just try his best." The purple-haired man smiled sinisterly.

...

At this time, the great empire was panic and noisy, and the streets were full of crowds of people marching and demonstrators, smashing, burning, killing, and looting everywhere.

Countless people shouted the title of the head of the great empire and asked him to get out of office.

There were countless people shouting the name of the leader of the God Alliance, so that he could consciously cut off his head and give it to the young devil as a ball to calm the anger in the young devil's chest.

It can be said that the passive situation of the great empire today was caused by these two people.

"Master, it's time to stop. No one can intercept the young demon king, let alone kill him. If he continues to make trouble like this, the foundation of the great empire will be destroyed."

In the Free City, the National Defense Center, and the combat command room, there were senior officials who could not bear the pressure and persuaded the head of state to surrender.

"Stop? Is there any possibility of stopping? I am willing to stop, and is the young demon king willing to stop? Take a step back and die without a burial place. Further, there is still a possibility of winning. Open all the nuclear arsenals and fight with the young demon king, even if the whole world is buried." The head of state said with red eyes.

"The Head of State, I will never be able to use it."

The important members were scared and their faces were pale.
Chapter completed!