章 910: Demon-Like Intelligence (3)

Ling Yan's hair swayed gently as he looked down with a faint smile without saying anything.

"However, Ling Yan, that Grand Elder should have seen Ye Qingtang's face… Will your plan really work?" The little azure dragon was rather confused again.

"To kill Perfected Gu Yun with one strike and still be alive after a Venerate appeared, what do you think such a person's martial realm should be?" Ling Yan asked.

"At least a Heavenly Venerate." The little azure dragon replied.

"What about Miss Ye?" Ling Yan asked.

"Ye Qingtang? Just an ordinary Yin Yang Perfected Lord…" The little azure dragon answered honestly.

The moment the little azure dragon spoke, a flash of light ran in his head instantly!

It looked at Ling Yan with newfound realization and exclaimed.