Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

Even if Leng Yanran and the others rushed to kill them, they could not prevent the three souls and seven souls of the villagers in the small fishing village from being swallowed by Fuyuan Immortal Lord.

"The human soul tastes really good."

Immortal Lord Fuyuan licked the corners of his mouth with a satisfied look on his face.

In the entire small fishing village, the mortals now maintain their last postures and expressions, but they have lost their souls and souls, and have lost their vitality.

"hateful!!!"

Bai Ling'er was shocked when she saw the three sisters suddenly rushing towards the Sea Clan Immortal Lord.

The Sea Clan has not seen a powerful person above the Immortal Lord in the world for at least ten thousand years!

Why did an Immortal Lord suddenly arrive today!

Moreover, the Immortal Lord of the Sea Clan was born, but no Immortal Emperor appeared. Something must have happened in the Fallen Immortal World at this time!

She couldn't allow her to think too much. Leng Yanran and the others were already heading towards the Sea Clan Immortal Lord. Although Bai Ling'er knew she was outmatched, she could only grit her teeth and follow them. At least they had to keep the three of them alive. !

Among the three, the strongest one is Leng Yanran, who is in the Tribulation Realm. He is not even an immortal. Although the strength of the three is enough to kill enemies across great realms, the gap is still too huge when facing the Immortal Lord!

Even if the Immortal Lord casually affects three people, it is enough to kill them!

Even she, the Immortal Lord, cannot guarantee that she can survive three attacks at the hands of the Immortal Lord of the Sea Clan without dying!

"Young master, please don't mess up your mind!"

Bai Ling'er shouted anxiously to the three of them.

If anything happens to any of the three here, she will be unshirkable from the responsibility!

After all, after the pavilion master left, she was the only one left in the small courtyard who could take charge of the Immortal Realm.

The three of them heard Bai Ling'er's words, but still ignored them.

Leng Yanran's whole body was filled with evil spirits, and a shadow of a demon formed behind her. She also held the God-killing Spear and aimed at the Immortal Lord to kill him!

Li Yourong was now covered in dragon scale armor, with phantoms of dragons hovering around him. The Chaos Bell was sacrificed, but instead of blessing him, he placed the Chaos Bell above his senior sister's head to isolate her from harm.

Dongfang Han gave a clear shout and launched the Zhuxian Sword Formation. He held the Lingxiao Sword and used himself as the eye of the formation. Dozens of immortal flying swords formed a formation, following the senior sister, always ready to respond and attack as a substitute.

"The struggle of ants is always so interesting."

Immortal Lord Fuyuan couldn't help but smile sternly as he looked at the three people who were attacking him.

As an Immortal Lord, even if he stood still and let three people kill him, he would not be hurt at all.

Sure enough, monks from lower races are so irrational and unsightly.

The Hai Clan will eventually return to the Fallen Immortal Realm and make the world surrender.

"Become a supplement to this Immortal Lord."

Immortal Lord Fuyuan opened his mouth slightly and planned to swallow the three of them in one gulp, digesting and absorbing the three souls and seven souls together with his body!

"stop!"

Zhu Wanqing, who was beside Immortal Fuyuan, reacted and immediately stood between the Immortal and the three people who were charging towards him.

Zhu Wanqing's eyes were full of anger!

She didn't expect that after finding her, Immortal Fuyuan would directly swallow up the three souls and seven souls of the entire small fishing village!

She even had no time to stop it just now!

But now, at least Mr. Chen’s disciples must be saved!

Otherwise, he would have a deadly feud with Mr. Chen, and the Hai Clan would have an enemy who was at least an Immortal Emperor level!

Hearing Zhu Wanqing's words, Fuyuan Immortal Lord remained unmoved. Behind him, a phantom appeared. A terrifying sea clan beast thousands of feet tall rushed directly towards Leng Yanran and the others, trying to kill them. Devour!

The talents of the three of them are pretty good. Although their level is a little low, they can still be called great complements!

Moreover, there is also a creature in the Immortal Realm. If it is swallowed together, it will make a big difference!

"As the sixth son of Beihai, I, this princess, order you to stop immediately!"

"The South China Sea is trying to break up with the Beihai!"

"If you insist on doing anything arrogant, this princess swears that you will be used to fill the eyes of the sea!"

Seeing that Immortal Fuyuan had no intention of stopping, Zhu Wanqing gave a sweet shout, frowned slightly, and used Water Escape to rush towards the fierce silhouette of the Sea Clan. She did not believe that Immortal Fuyuan was still here. Dare to swallow her whole!

Hearing this, Immortal Fuyuan really hesitated.

Although Zhu Wanqing is not from Nanhai, his status is noble and very special.

It is really possible that the Dragon King of the North Sea would fill up the eyes of the sea for this sixth son!

Thinking of this, Fuyuan Immortal Lord had no choice but to disperse the fierce shadow, grunted in displeasure, raised his hand, flicked his sleeves, and disappeared with Zhu Wanqing in an instant, heading towards the Dragon Palace deep in the South China Sea!

Zhu Wanqing looked at Leng Yanran and others who were rushing towards them in anger, and cast an apologetic and guilty look. Before she could speak, she was gone.

"hateful!!!"

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"I can't bear it any longer. Senior sister, please send a message to Master!"

When Dongfang Han saw the opponent disappearing, he was so angry that he directly controlled the Zhuxian Sword Formation and plunged into the South China Sea!

Senior sister's wedding day is the day after tomorrow, but unexpected events like this suddenly occurred!

The entire small fishing village became extinct because of that damn guy!

I can't bear it!

Leng Yanran's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip with water.

Holding the God-killing Spear, with the phantoms of gods and demons surging ferociously behind her, it is not difficult to see how murderous she is.

He originally planned to follow his junior sister to the depths of the South China Sea, but was stopped by Li Yourong, who was still sensible.

"Sister, we can't handle this matter."

"Send a message to Master first!"

At this time, Li Yourong no longer had the silly smile of the past, but said with a serious face.

Leng Yanran looked back at the small fishing village. At this time, the honest and honest fishermen, who had been getting along day and night and were very friendly, looked happy. Many villagers even kept their posture of worshiping the sky devoutly.

But they have all become empty shells without three souls and seven souls.

"Young Master, the Pavilion Master still needs to take action on this matter. It is too dangerous to go to the Sea Clan rashly."

"Even the Immortal Emperor is very afraid of the deep sea!"

Bai Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief at this time. At least the three young masters did not have any accidents, but she still reminded them.

Hearing this, Leng Yanran could only grit her teeth and glance at the boundless South China Sea.

He took out the jade pendant from his personal disciple around his neck.

[Leng Yanran: Master, the small fishing village is gone, and the junior sister went to the South China Sea to pursue the Hai Clan. 】

After the simple message was sent, Leng Yanran planned to go straight into the sea to avoid any accidents to her junior sister.

However, I saw two small fishing boats that had just docked on the coast.

Four young and lean figures on it were happily carrying fresh sea fish packed in fishing nets back to the small fishing village.

It was Wang Dayu who had returned from fishing for a big occasion and his young companions from three other small fishing villages.