Bai Junlin's Transformation

"F*ck!" Ye Qiu was shocked. "Is this old man that fierce?"

Ye Qiu felt his scalp go numb as he felt that world-shaking pressure. This was the true half-step above the Dao Sacrificial realm. Compared to the suppression displayed by Yu Changsheng, Ye Tianqi's suppression was a completely different concept.

"Oh my god, looks like there are still ferocious people in this Ye Clan." He couldn't help but praise in his heart. Then, he looked at Ye Wuhen on his left. This clan was each more irritable than the other. They were not to be trifled with.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but evaluate in his heart. From the looks of it, there was no need for him to interfere.

This battle would end in an hour at most.

Ye Qiu turned around and walked behind him. He didn't continue to pay attention to this battle. The disciples of the Ye Clan had already entered the battlefield and began to clean up the demon seed.