The god-level son-in-law of the female president

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

The Blood Gate God waved his hands and said, "You don't need to say more, I have made up my mind. This year's Martial Arts Association is the day of the rise of my Martial Arts Association. The president will gain endless good luck and dominate the martial arts world! That kid Ye Huan can't turn it over!" If there is a storm, just ignore him for now."

The Blood Gate God's eyes flickered fiercely, but he never thought that Ye Huan, a kid, did everything without leaking, so he didn't get caught.

Today's auction lost his wife and lost his army. Not only did it not sanction Ye Huan, but it became a stepping stone for Ye Huan.

From now on, Ye Huan's position in the capital will become more and more stable, and it will be even more difficult to use any tricks to deal with him.

but!

So what?

The Blood Gate God looked up, revealing a gloomy expression.

The dragon veins in the Forbidden City can allow the president to break through to the realm of demigods!

At that time, Ye Huan will be nothing more than a small bug in front of the president, who can be easily crushed to death by squishing and rounding at will!

"Okay, now that we're back in the Forbidden City, we'll join the big formation and help the president refine the dragon veins. When the president breaks through, everything will be settled!"

"As ordered!"

All the fighters are full of enthusiasm!

Just like Ye Huan in the God Killing League, the president is also their belief!

……

At this moment, after returning to the villa, Ye Huan wanted to bring Yao Hanyan to visit his father.

After collecting so much property, it still needs to be handed over to my father to take care of it.

At this moment, a cool air suddenly flashed through Ye Huan's mind.

As if sensing something, the Qingyun Token floated up, shining with beautiful colorful lights.

Ye Huan's heart trembled, and he returned to the underground secret room, and instilled spiritual energy into the token.

Soon, one after another runes hovered in mid-air like leaping elves.

A white-haired old man in Taoist robes was condensed, which looked slightly illusory, just a projection of aura.

Ye Huan asked in surprise: "Senior Jin Chanzi, why are you here? Has the crisis on Qingyun Temple been resolved?"

Jin Chanzi breathed out a long breath, "I mobilized the sect's great formation and gathered the power of all the sect's strong men, and finally managed to block the space channel and stop the invasion of dark creatures."

"But their god-level powerhouses have spanned countless light-years, and they may come at any time. We must be vigilant."

"The most urgent task is to destroy the Yin Temple and stop their terrifying conspiracy! They want to sacrifice the entire capital of human beings, refine countless grievances, form a large array of yin and yang, and summon dark creatures to descend."

"At that time, Huaxia will be devastated and reduced to a hell on earth. No one will survive. Even if you step into the innate warrior, as long as you fall into the big formation, you will fall instantly!"

Ye Huan said solemnly: "Then how to stop it!? If they really want to complete their plan, not only the capital will fall, but the whole of China will suffer heavy losses!"

Jin Chanzi said: "If you want to sacrifice to the capital, you must lock the dragon's veins and firmly control the invisible and intangible luck!"

"As long as the dragon's veins are controlled in advance, the Soul Sky Promise Yin-Yang Formation will not have the foundation to take shape, so there is still room for recovery!"

"These messages are important information that I have calculated by spending thousands of years of life. If I am right, the Martial Arts Association will refine the dragon veins tomorrow!"

"They have already colluded with the Yin Temple, we must be one step ahead of them and control the dragon veins! Otherwise, everything will be over!"