Chaos Emperor System

The sun was rising, and the golden sun was shining on the river not far away. The golden light was shining and dazzling.

Leaning under the big tree, Ye Hao stretched out his arms to cover his eyes, and said lazily, "The weather is nice today."

Yu Sanjiang, who was looking at the map of the battle order, said helplessly: "You still have time to care about the weather, darling, you have been asleep for a day and a night, you are awake, if you don't wake up, I guess I have to leave You go alone."

"Oh, I accidentally overslept." Ye Hao touched his head in embarrassment, and said, "What's the matter, we both suffer from life and death together, and you just leave me like this, can you have a good conscience?"

Yu Sanjiang smiled wryly, and put the war order map in front of Ye Hao's eyes.

I saw that the two largest red dots on the map were densely covered with many small green dots, which were gradually approaching the stream from near or far.

Yu Sanjiang withdrew the battle order and said, "Nowadays, many people regard us as fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Do you think I should leave?"

Ye Hao stood up, stretched a big lazy waist, and said with a smile: "After sleeping for a day and a night, the spirit is different, and the injuries on the body are almost healed."

"San Gao, since your injuries are almost healed, let's go quickly, it will be too late."

"Go? Where do you think we can go?"

Yu Sanjiang thought about it carefully, sighed, and said helplessly: "It's true, our location is transparent to other people, no matter where we go, it's the same."

"No." Ye Hao smiled brightly and retorted: "Although our location is transparent, it may not be the same wherever we go."

Yu Sanjiang suddenly became interested, looked at Ye Hao and asked, "San Gao, what's your idea, let's hear it."

"Brother Yu, there are still several days before the end of the competition, do you want to follow me to make a few big votes?"

Yu Sanjiang's eyes were shining, and the two looked at each other, holding a pile of spirit stones and giggling by the river.

Qingshan Imperial City, Qingshan District.

In the alleyway, Bing Yi was walking in the tea shop, staring at the tea on the table in a daze.

At this time, the blue-clothed swordsman came to Bing Yi, and said softly: "There are already several groups of people watching around, are you sure you want to drive them away?"

Bing Yi shook his head and said: "It's not necessary, let them watch it if they like it."

"yes."

"By the way, it's been a few hours now."

The blue-clothed swordsman looked at the time and replied: "Five hours have passed since the start, and he should be out in five hours."

"There are still five hours, and it feels like time flies." Bing Yi looked at the tea on the table, and suddenly asked: "Uncle Lan, do you think I will see him in five hours or tomorrow morning?"

The swordsman in blue was silent.

Bing Yi asked again: "Uncle Lan, do you think he will advance smoothly?"

The swordsman in blue remained silent.

Bing Yi suddenly seemed to think of something, and then asked: "By the way, his cultivation is only at the fifth level of Cailinghuang, so he probably won't be able to win."

The blue-clothed swordsman looked at Bing Yi's distraught appearance, sighed softly in his heart, turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look any further.

Time passed slowly like this.

...

Wu Wenyong, who returned to the auditorium, looked at the screen broadcast in the center of the venue, and the melancholy mood just now was swept away, and he smiled happily.

What was displayed on the screen was the feat of Ye Sangao and Yu Sanjiang jointly defeating a hundred Linghuang monks.

Seeing Ye Sangao's complete victory, Wu Wenyong couldn't help feeling happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Just wanted to share this joy with others,

Glancing at the empty seats beside him, his expression dimmed again inadvertently, staring at Ye Sangao's appearance in a daze.

In a world where monsters are rampant, Ye Hao, who is dragging the Wudao sword, and Yu Sanjiang, who is leaning on a three-foot long sword, looked at the battle orders all over the ground, and the two laughed.

Just now, they used Ye Hao's rich knowledge of spiritual formations to set up many spiritual formations, and then the two teamed up to defeat the monks trapped in the spiritual formations one by one. The battle orders scattered all over the ground are the last good proof.

Yu Sanjiang sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily, and said with a smile, "Brother Ye, I never thought you knew so many spirit formations, and you carried so many spirit stones with you."

Ye Hao also took advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground, and replied with a smile: "There are so many skills that you don't overwhelm yourself. I am only at the fifth level of the Spirit Emperor. If I don't know some spirit formations, how can I protect myself in this world where monsters are rampant? As for these spirit formations , it is necessary for us spirit formation masters."

Then Ye Hao took out a black pill and handed it to Yu Sanjiang.

Yu Sanjiang looked at the pill in a daze, and asked, "This is it?"

"This is a fourth-grade healing elixir. Take it, put away the battle order and leave quickly. We can't stand the battle in a short time."

After taking the elixir, Yu Sanjiang felt that his injury was much better, and he couldn't help being pleasantly surprised: "I didn't expect you to carry such a good thing with you, Brother Ye."

Ye Hao put away the battle order on the ground, and said: "To be honest, I am still an alchemist, but the grade is not high. The elixir I just took was given by my teacher."

"Okay, you, I didn't expect you to have so many identities."

"Hee hee, you don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills."

The two left after cleaning the battlefield, and began to set up the spiritual array that will be used in the next battle.

...

Qingshan Peak, Qingshan Palace.

A middle-aged man with a hurried look passed through the resplendent hall and came to the health preservation hall where the Qingshan emperor lived.

He knocked lightly on the door, and walked in respectfully after getting the answer.

In the innermost part of the hall was a bed made of spirit stones, and on the bed lay an old man with gray hair and full of twilight breath.

Sitting beside the old man was a young woman with a light body and a haggard face. The woman looked at the old man who was sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake, her eyes were full of worry.

There are many eunuchs and court ladies kneeling around them.

The middle-aged man came to the bed, knelt down and respectfully said: "Chen, Yu Chiwei sees Your Majesty and Princess."

The young woman with tears still on her face hurriedly stood up and helped the middle-aged man up when she saw the person coming, and said softly, "Uncle Yuchi, don't be too polite, get up and talk."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

The middle-aged man named Yu Chiwei stood up and looked at the unconscious old man on the bed, and asked, "Your Highness, how is Your Majesty?"

The young woman stroked the black hair beside her ear, and said worriedly: "It's still the same as usual, sometimes awake, sometimes comatose, before I was awake for a long time, but now I'm unconscious for a long time, I'm afraid..."

"Princess speak carefully."

Yu Chiwei glanced at the people around him, and hurriedly reminded.