God-level Perspective

Chapter 1,772 The trapped dragon ascends to heaven!

That rich voice resounded in this world. The person who said these words came from the Twelve Halls of Qiankun. In this world, there is also a top powerhouse from the Twelve Halls of Qiankun hidden!

Immediately after those words fell, as if teleporting, an old figure suddenly appeared beside Holy Emperor Ye Xiao. This man had an old face, and his eyes seemed to have experienced thousands of years. The vicissitudes of life!

However, this person is actually a terrifying Saint Emperor who comes from the Twelve Halls of the Universe!

Seeing that the old man came to this world in vain, the powerful men around him, as well as the eyes of the world outside the city, all looked at the old man.

"That is, the Ye Qiong Holy Emperor of the Twelve Halls of Qiankun!"

In this world, there are many people who know that this old man is a powerful Saint Emperor, but the only ones who know his identity are the group of terrifying powerful people from various races above Jiuyou Platform!

Just now, the voice announcing the release came from the mouth of the Ye Qiong Holy Emperor!

Facing the Qin Clan, the Zhen Clan, the Zhan Clan, and the Soul Clan, one of the twelve ancient clans, the Twelve Temples of Qiankun will eventually have to choose to compromise, because once the war starts, the two major forces of the Twelve Temples of Qiankun and Yaochi will The combined forces cannot defeat these terrifying powerful men of the four major races. Once a war breaks out, it will only increase casualties!

Furthermore, what if we kill the young man on Jiuyou Platform today?

That can only relieve temporary hatred!

What's more, once he is killed, not to mention that the Qin Clan and the Formation Clan will definitely become enemies of the Twelve Halls of Qiankun in the future. With the strong performance of the Zhan Clan genius and the Soul Clan genius today, once the Zhan Clan and the Soul Clan are defeated in the future, If these two people succeed, then they will definitely attack the Twelve Princes of Qiankun.

When the time comes, how can the Twelve Palaces of Heaven and Earth be able to block this terrifying force?

More importantly, the Soul Race is an extremely intimidating race to the Twelve Temples of Qiankun. Even if the Twelve Temples of Qiankun are in front of them, they don't have the capital to be rampant.

Therefore, the situation they are facing now makes the Twelve Halls of Qiankun have no choice but to compromise. This is the best way to resolve this war.

Although, if we compromise, today the Twelve Halls of Qiankun will lose face and be laughed at by other forces behind their backs.

Although, compromising would release a tiger with unlimited potential, posing a threat to the future of the Twelve Palaces of Heaven and Earth.

However, in comparison, we cannot go to war with these four major races today. The consequences cannot be made up for by killing the young man on Jiuyou Platform.

In the world of Jiuyou City, many eyes are looking at the Ye Qiong Holy Emperor. With his arrival, seven powerful Holy Emperors have already appeared in this world!

Seven Holy Emperors appeared at the same time. This was a grand scene that was rarely seen for decades or even centuries!

"Ancestor Qin Saint, Patriarch Brahma Heaven, and Patriarch Zhan Tian, ​​three old friends, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. See you well!" At this moment, Ye Qiong Saint Emperor looked at the powerful Saint Emperors of the three major races. He said calmly.

"Hehe, don't worry, before you Ye Qiong dies, us old guys will live well!" Ancestor Zhantian grinned, and on his strong body, it seemed that with the appearance of Ye Qiong Holy Emperor, There was a fighting spirit.

Hearing these words, Ye Qiong Holy Emperor's face did not change at all. Then, he looked at the strong men of the Soul Clan, and his eyes fell on the Cangwu Holy Emperor.

"Li Cangmang, I didn't expect that your junior members from the Soul Clan would actually invite you!"

Hearing this, the Cangmang Holy Emperor smiled lightly and said, "I can't move with my old bones. That boy vowed to be the enemy of your Twelve Heavenly Palaces, so I can only go out and move around."

Seeing this, a gleam of light flashed across the eyes of Ye Qiong Holy Emperor, which was full of vicissitudes of life.

"Haha, you all have come to Jiuyou City one after another for the sake of a junior. Today is really an eye-opener. Since the four major races of you are working together to protect him, then I, Qiankun Twenty Palace, will retreat today. One step, you can take him away today!"

Although the Holy Emperor of Ye Qiong was smiling, anyone in this world could hear the aggrievedness hidden in his words. After all, letting him go today would mean bowing his head.

For things like this, as one of the top forces in the Tianshu Domain, the Qiankun Twelve Palaces have not bowed to any force.

Hearing these words, Saint Emperor Ye Xiao and other powerful men had suppressed anger in their eyes. That anger had been suppressed to the limit by them, especially King Ye Tian. At this moment, the hatred in his heart had reached When he reached his limit, he should have killed Ye Han immediately when he was in Yaochi.

Once Ye Han was completely eliminated that day in Yaochi, perhaps there wouldn't be so many things like today, and there wouldn't be the scene where the Twelve Halls of Qiankun bowed to others.

"So, very good!"

Cangwu Holy Emperor said four words calmly. Although the power of the Soul Clan is higher than that of the Twelve Qiankun Halls, if a war is started against the Twelve Qiankun Halls for the sake of an outsider, this will not mean anything to the Soul Clan. What's the benefit? Today, as long as the Twelve Halls of Qiankun release the young man imprisoned on Jiuyou Platform, then this war can be avoided!

"In that case, let him go!" Ancestor Qin Sheng said with cold eyes.

"Let him go!" Ye Qiong Holy Emperor waved his hand calmly. Seeing this, the semi-saint strong man guarding Jiuyou Terrace walked towards Jiuyou Terrace with a gloomy look on his face.

"Wait a minute, even if the strong men of the Twelve Halls of Qiankun bother, they can't even imprison me on the Nine Nether Terrace!"

Mu Ran, just as the semi-saint strong man from the Twelve Halls of the Universe was strolling towards the Nine Nether Platform, a voice as cold as ice came from the mouth of the young man sitting cross-legged on the Nine Nether Platform.

Hearing these words, all the powerful men of all races in this world looked towards him. Immediately, the young man stood up slowly, holding Yan Yulan who was still sleeping, and then, on his body A powerful force shook.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

The next moment, the eight iron chains that imprisoned him here were shattered by this powerful force, and pieces of iron chain fragments were forced out of his body.

Seeing this scene, the powerful men around him looked slightly surprised. At this point, the young man actually still has such power!

now……

Although, the wounds on his body look very hideous and terrifying!

Although, his whole body is covered with scars!

However, the aura on his body was still as powerful as a demon, and the terrifying power of the Nine Nether Souls on the Nine Nether Platform had no influence on him at all.

Immediately, he held the young woman in his arms and slowly raised his head. His eyes were like sharp swords that were about to pierce the sky; "Today, I am able to get out of trouble. Someday, when I fly to the nine heavens, at this time The debt will be repaid!"