When the princess of the gods Qingya walked through the noisy street of the imperial capital under the escort of three thousand dressed cavalry in the Great Jin Empire with her peerless style. When she was cheered by countless people in the imperial capital, Ye Xunhuan stood on the platform, looking at the 20,000 thunder legion soldiers below the training ground. The eighteen Dragon Guards, who had been transformed, stood behind them, like eighteen sharp blades that killed countless people, and their sharp aura was like cut eyes.

"I believe everyone knows the identity of this young master, but in order to show respect for everyone, I will introduce myself. My name is Ye Xunhuan, and I will be your boss from now on." Ye Xunhuan stood on the stage, and the strong wind blew his white pastor's suit cracked. He stood upright, like a pillar of the sky, and seemed to never fall.

The 20,000 soldiers in the audience were silent. They could only admire and look up to the priest who transformed the eighteen low-level soldiers into level warriors. Even after the rumor that Mo Qingwu became his maid, many soldiers were very excited, because this also meant that they would belong to the priest, which means that they could also become a level warrior like the 18 Dragon Guards, or even surpass the 18 Dragon Guards.

"Have you seen the Eighteen Dragon Guards behind me? A few months ago they were the targets you laughed at, but now, you only deserve to carry your shoes. Without saying much nonsense, I will select another thousand people to train a level warrior like the Eighteen Dragon Guards. There is a rare opportunity. I hope you will perform well." Ye Xunhuan said lightly.

The 20,000 soldiers below suddenly became turbulent, and only one thousand people were taken, that was twenty, and the competition was not ordinary, but no one wanted to give up this opportunity.

"Eighteen Dragon Guards, come out." Ye Xunhuan shouted loudly.

The Eighteen Dragon Guards immediately jogged in unison to Ye Xunhuan and stood down, roaring like thunder: "The Eighteen Dragon Guards ask for instructions from the Young Master."

"You are responsible for the selection. Open your eyes wide. I only want the most elite soldiers." Ye Xunhuan said loudly.

"Sir Young Master." The Eighteen Dragon Guard raised the long sword in his hand to salute. This long sword was specially designed and created by Ye Xunhuan. It is ten times better than the long sword. It is an excellent weapon equipped by soldiers in the army to kill enemies.

Throw the matter to the Eighteen Dragon Guards, and then let Mo Qingwu supervise it. Ye Xunhuan left the camp of the Pili Legion and came to an auction house called Linglong, an imperial capital.

"Dear Mr. Pastor, what do you need to serve you?" A gorgeously dressed welcome maid came over in the auction house hall just now and asked with a smile with the most professional etiquette.

"I'll look for the shopkeeper of your auction house." Ye Xun laughed, his eyes wandering around a tempting ditch that was specially exposed on the beautiful maid's chest, thinking that Linglong Auction House knew how to start a business.

"I'll go and report it now, please wait." The beautiful maid twisted her round butt and turned into the inner hall.

After a while, an old man wearing a brocade robe and a kind smile walked out with the maid. After seeing Ye Xunhuan, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and bowed, "It turns out that Pastor Ye is here, please come in and talk."

The big shopkeeper directly brought Ye Xunhuan into his office room, and was so respectful to him that the staff in the hall were stunned. You know, since the Linglong Auction House was established, he had never seen the big shopkeeper respect so much. Could it be that the big shopkeeper is also a believer in the temple?

"I have met the Lord Ye Pastor Ye." The shopkeeper came to the inner room and performed the rituals of his subordinates. The Linglong Auction House is also an industry under the Qiankun Sect. Before Ye Shimeng left the Dajin Emperor Capital, he had already notified the capital of various strongholds, so he didn't have to look at the Qiankun Order on Ye Xunhuan's wrist to know his identity.

"No gifts, I am here this time to ask Manager Ye if there is a god-level silhouette of the Aerial Artist here?" Ye Xunhuan said lightly. He felt that the crisis was approaching recently. Who knows what would happen? He needs more and more ways to save his life. The terrifying thunder magic spell of the Wrath of Thunder is naturally put on the agenda. Now he is strong enough and magic crystal is enough. It is the best time to draw the silhouette of the Wrath of Thunder.

"God-level Aviator Spirit Talisman!" Even though the shopkeeper Ye was very knowledgeable, he was shocked. The god-level Aviator Spirit Talisman has not appeared in this world for many years. No one can draw such a talisman that is against the sky. Could this priest actually draw it?

"Is there any?" Ye Xunhuan raised his sword eyebrows.

"There are, but there are only fifty ones. If you give your subordinates a few days, you can find a way to get some from elsewhere." The shopkeeper Ye replied hurriedly.

"First use these fifty ones, and you can find a way to get more as soon as possible. This young master has an urgent need." Ye Xunhuan said.

"Yes, young master." When the shopkeeper Ye saw the young master Ye Xunhuan's claim to be the one who immediately changed his name obediently. Who told the Sect Master Ye that seeing him is like seeing her as the sect leader. He has the right to exercise the power of the sect leader. Even if he calls him the master Ye Da, he would not hesitate. As for the relationship between Ye Xunhuan and the Sect Master Ye, he could not speculate at will.

The shopkeeper Ye personally entered the treasure house and received fifty magician talismans for Ye Xunhuan, and then respectfully sent him to Linglong Auction House.

Ye Xunhuan was afraid that when studying the magic talisman of the god-level magician, he would have a shocking reaction, so he went to the Ziyue Cave Heaven. The water curtain barrier was very powerful, and he thought that nothing would shock the outside world in the next life.

Ye Xunhuan was soaked in the hot spring water all over. Fifty magician talismans of the magic level flashing with crystal clear light were suspended in the air, and the magic array of thunderous rage had also spread out and floated in front of him.

"The God-level is the God-level. The complexity of this map array is simply one in the sky and one underground than that of a high-level magician talisman. The mana requires is also extremely amazing." Ye Xunhuan sighed in his heart. This god-level talisman not only has high requirements for mana, but also has to control the mental power to a very small extent. If there is any difference, it will fail.

Ye Xunhuan looked at the thunder wrath magic array over and over again. Even though the complex magic lines had been engraved in his mind, he still did not dare to take action. He had to find that wonderful feeling before he could take action.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe one day or two days, Ye Xunhuan, who had been staring at the magical formation, suddenly moved like lightning. A god-level air magician talisman unfolded in front of him, and he held a drawing pen in his left hand and each drawing pen end had ten top-quality magic crystals superimposed on it.

Ye Xunhuan drew his bow from left to right, and a faint light flashed on the tip of the pen. The twists and turns are all as good as the clouds and water. A magical magic array has more than 100,000 kinds of twists, either hard or round, and even only a millimeter small. This is almost impossible for human power to do, and it is also the reason why the magical magician talisman has not appeared in so many years.

Just when Ye Xunhuan spent nearly half of his completion, an extremely small turn deviated slightly. The magic-level magician Lingfu Dun burst out with a burst of lightning, and the whole thing turned into a pile of black powder.

Ye Xunhuan's expression was dull, neither angry nor shocked, because this was as expected by him, and drawing the god-level magician talisman requires calmness. A slight mood swing is fatal to the finely drawn magician talisman.

Ye Xunhuan closed his eyes gently, adjusted his condition, and then took action again after a while. His expression was so focused that it seemed that the sky fell and it would not affect him.

Just as Ye Xunhuan was huddling in Ziyue Cave Heaven, focusing on drawing the magician talisman, Mu Yuyang had continued to track Ke Mobai, and the princess of the gods had ended her public visit to the Great Jin Empire and went to investigate the demons again with Dongfang Bufan and Koso. When she left, she searched for Ye Xunhuan and left a letter for Ebuldai to hand it over to Ye Xunhuan, which made Ebul excited for a long time.

The selection of the Pili Legion has also ended. What many people expect is that the Eighteen Dragon Guards did not use their strength as the only criterion for selection, but a comprehensive test. Strength is only one aspect. They have always regarded what Ye Xunhuan said at the beginning as a famous saying: Courage, confidence and persistence are the most important qualities for a person's success. Only with courage can you be fearless, only with confidence can you be invincible, and only with persistence can you go further.

Some of the 1,000 people selected by the Eighteen Dragon Guards were at the bottom of the 20,000 soldiers, but they were also selected because they had the qualities that Ye Xunhuan said. When some of the powerful but last selected people protested, the Eighteen Dragon Guards repeated what Ye Xunhuan said and blocked their mouths.

A month later, in Ziyue Cave Heaven, I was soaked in the hot spring pool at night. Because it was too focused, it seemed that he had integrated into the surrounding environment. If someone came in, he could not even see a person in the pool water at first sight.

I saw Ye Xunhuan blazing his bow left and right, and his pen was like a dragon and a snake, and the faint light lit up continuously. The magical magician talisman he wrote had been drawn by 99%, and only the last part was being drawn.

Ye Xunhuan is neither sad nor happy, and it seems that he doesn't know that the thunderous wrath of the magician is about to succeed.

Suddenly, Ye Xunhuan paused his hands together, and dozens of top-quality magic crystals at the top of the magician's pen turned into powder at the same time. The god-level magician talisman in front of him shone brightly, and a trace of lightning-like texture appeared on the crystal clear axis. The entire magician talisman looked noble and gorgeous, and it actually exuded a forceful power.

"It's done!" Ye Xunhuan murmured, as if he still hadn't recovered from that wonderful feeling.

After a long time, Ye Xunhuan's black eyes began to move, as if he had recovered his ability to perceive things around him. Looking at the thunder wrath magician talisman floating in front of him, he was not as happy as he imagined, but thoughtful, because during the time he was drawing this magician talisman, he suddenly realized it.
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