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

Seeing that the altar had taken shape, the Dragon King of the West Sea placed Zhu Wanqing, who had no ability to resist, on the stone platform that looked like a black jade coffin.

Seeing this, the Venerable laughed even louder. He had been suppressed in this boundless karma for too long!

Today, he can finally get rid of the sea of ​​karma and descend into the world. By then, the entire Fallen Immortal World will become his pasture, and he can enjoy blood and food as much as he likes!

"Wan Qing has been valued by Chen Shengren, you can't touch her!"

"Otherwise...even if you come to this world, you will definitely not be able to withstand the wrath of Saint Chen!"

The Dragon King of Beihai saw that he was so weak that he could only use the name of Saint Chen of Tiandao Immortal Palace to suppress the opponent!

The Dragon King of the East China Sea was also extremely anxious. It had been a while, but Chen Shengren hadn't come yet!

What do those guards do for a living? Are they dead?

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, hahaha..."

"Who on earth today dares to be called a saint?"

"It's just what these losers like you are shouting out of fear."

"Believe it or not, even if the ant you talked about appears in front of me now, the end result will only be obedient submission!"

"It's really ridiculous to try to control me through him!" Venerable Ye Long laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

Now in this Fallen Immortal World, even the ancient gods no longer exist. Only Yi, he cannot be called an ancient god. He even only survived in the world by chance after his death.

Who can check and balance him?

"I am not a heartless person. If you have any last words, you can say them now."

Lord Ye Long's voice fell, and Zhu Wanqing suddenly felt as if he could open his mouth to speak, but his whole body was still unable to move.

"Father..."

"There is no need to ask sir to help me take revenge. This matter has nothing to do with sir."

There were still two lines of clear tears on Zhu Wanqing's cheeks. Even though her uncle analyzed that her husband might be stronger than Lord Ye Long, she still didn't want her to take this risk.

The husband and her just met by chance in a small fishing village, and he shouldn't have to go through the muddy waters of the Hai clan for her.

Even...Uncle and the others are not really sure what level of strength Lord Ye Long has reached. What if it is as he said, Mr. Fearless?

"It'll be okay..."

"Wan Qing, you will be fine. Father is here."

When the Dragon King of Beihai heard his daughter's words, he felt extremely unhappy. This child had been kind-hearted since he was a child. Unlike other dragons who were extremely arrogant and thought highly of themselves, Wan Qing never looked down on or deliberately felt sorry for his subordinates.

Even though she had already known that she had been accepted by several Dragon Kings, including her father, as a sacrifice for the rise of the Sea Tribe, she still chose to return to Beihai.

Now that she was on the verge of death, what she was thinking about was not herself, but her husband, who didn't want to be involved.

"Your Majesty... My king's cultivation is far above that of my daughter. If your Majesty is willing to let my daughter live, I can take the initiative to disperse my consciousness and soul and let your Majesty control this body!"

The North Sea Dragon King looked at the vague and constantly pulling karma-obstructed body of Master Ye Long and said firmly.

"You do not deserve."

"Okay, now that I have said my last words, as long as you continue to work hard for me, I will not treat you badly. Even this incident, I am willing to let it go."

"Kneel down, accept my rule, and worship my coming!" Lord Ye Long's voice rumbled within the sea eye barrier.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea couldn't bear the terrifying sense of oppression, and he knelt down with a plop!

In the eyes of the Venerable, the Dragon King of Beihai and others were just convenient tools. The reason why he did not kill them was because he had no fear of revenge.

As long as he can come to this world, the Immortal Emperor can be easily destroyed!

When the time comes, he will not be in the mood to take care of the huge Fallen Immortal Realm. He still needs manpower to control the Fallen Immortal Realm.

"Even if I die, I will not surrender to my enemy who kills my son!"

The North Sea Dragon King lowered his head, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

Although he was too pressed to get up, he was able to mobilize his magic power!

The magic power began to reverse instantly, and a sharp pain swept through the whole body. The terrifying magic power made the dragon king of the North Sea's dragon robe rumble!

The skin also began to crack inch by inch, and the terrifying magic power would explode in the body at any time!

Venerable Karma Dragon sneered in his heart, just about to wipe it out and throw it into the karma space in the eyes of the sea.

"Puff——"

A slightly dry palm came out from the North Sea Dragon King's chest, and behind him, Ming Xin slowly dispersed his Immortal Emperor's secret technique.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea's pupils shrank suddenly, the Immortal Emperor of the Nether Clan, Ning Xin! ?

Why is he here! ?

"Fourth brother, fourth brother!" Zhu Quance was anxious, but now he was only in the Immortal Lord realm and couldn't stand up in front of Lord Ye Long.

"Father!!!"

Seeing this scene, Zhu Wanqing cried out in despair and powerlessness.

The Dragon King of the North Sea was pierced through the chest. When Ming Xin suddenly retracted his palm, he suddenly felt like a deflated ball, with mana pouring out from his chest uncontrollably.

"Junior Mingxin, pay homage to His Holiness!"

"Some people are unwilling to do things for His Majesty, but Mingxin is willing to do everything for His Majesty."

"Please, Your Majesty, please do it!"

Ming Xin, who was covered under the black robe, knelt on one knee, cupped his hands and cupped his fists. The blood of the Dragon King of the North Sea was still stained on his palms and was slipping away drop by drop.

His voice was a little hoarse, but it seemed extremely sincere.

After standing aside and peeking for a long time, he finally understood the current situation.

It turns out that the Sea Clan’s trump card is not a magic weapon or some secret, but an unfathomable existence!

He had just concluded from the venerable's mouth that Pavilion Master Chen of the Tiandao Immortal Palace was not worth mentioning in front of the venerable, so he had already made his own decision.

The Human Emperor and the Immortal Emperors must have remembered what happened last time on his head now, and may come to settle accounts with him at any time.

Even the ancestor Dayi might suddenly react and kill him one day.

Those hateful guys from the Sea Clan even cut off contact with him after the last time and wanted to cut off their relationship with him!

Haha... But how can it be so difficult to get him?

"You are very good." Lord Ye Long was not surprised at all by the existence of Ming Xin. He had already noticed it when he entered the sea eye barrier.

It's just that he doesn't care at all what this ant plans to do.

Now that he wants to serve himself, it is not a problem. It just solves the problem of no one being available after his arrival. After all, the Dragon King of the Sea Tribe no longer seems to be as loyal to him as before. In comparison, Ming Xin is Very reliable.