Ling tripod

Text 2868. Chapter 2868: Master, the disciple is here!

Starry Sky Fairy Sea, Crystal Palace.

"All of them died, not one survived. I underestimated Chu Yan's strength!"

The anger in the eyes of the Sea Emperor was not obvious, but more of a bit of surprise.

She was very surprised that Chu Yan did not die under the pursuit of the two half-lords. Now, because of his appearance, the situation of the ancient battlefield was completely changed. All his people were killed.

"I wonder how much the ancient remnants suffered!"

The Sea Emperor thought, waved his hand, and a water curtain appeared in front of him. It was the core of the ancient remnants. In the small house, the figure of the Source Emperor appeared. The Sea Emperor said: "Little Yuanyuan, how many people did the ancient remnants lose?"

"Old woman, I told you many times not to call me Little Yuanyuan. If you call me that again, I will fight you!"

The Source Emperor was in a bad mood, and he was angry when he heard it.

"Hey, you have a bad temper. If you don't call me an old woman first, would I call you Xiao Yuanyuan?"

"You are old!"

"We have lived for who knows how long, and you are younger than me?"

"I am younger than you, I am younger than you!"

"Little brat, have you grown all your hair?"

"Yes, otherwise, you..."

"Little pervert!"

"Old Liu!"

...

If the outside world knew that the two emperor-level masters said this, they would be shocked, but the two of them didn't care. Such things have happened countless times.

Even emperor-level masters are living beings. As long as they are living beings, they have thoughts, and if they have thoughts, they will have emotions. It's just that they won't show this side in front of their subordinates, and they can naturally let go when facing cultivators of the same level.

"Okay, sister, I'm not here to argue with you today. This time, our alliance should be foolproof, but I didn't expect Chu Yan to show up halfway. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. All the cultivators in my Xingkong Xianhai, except for those who died, were transformed into demons by his rules. How about your ancient descendants?"

The Sea Emperor calmed down and asked.

"Same as you!"

The Source Emperor said with an unhappy face.

The Source Emperor has many sides. On the one hand, he is as hot-tempered and meticulous as an old cultivator, and on the other hand, he has a playful heart like a teenager.

He has always regarded this battle as a game, a game that he must win.

However, even if he regarded it as a game, when he found that he lost to his opponent, the child's temper made him very unhappy. The game he played did not allow him to fail.

"Your subordinates were also wiped out..."

The Sea Emperor sighed.

A thousand Wendao-stage strongmen were finally wiped out, which completely eliminated her previous contempt for Chu Yan.

The Sea Emperor stopped talking and withdrew from the soul communication with the Source Emperor.

The Source Emperor was very unhappy at this moment. He sneered at the hundreds of extinguished Dao Lanterns in front of him: "I thought that Dao Yixian was the only opponent of mine. Now, you, Chu Yan, don't let me down!"

The Source Emperor said, and waved his hand, and all the extinguished Dao Lanterns flew out.

At this moment, in the ancient battlefield.

Nun Lan died, and entered the Demon Soul Ancient Bridge with her Senior Brother Zhao and the child.

So far, in the ancient battlefield, all the thousands of Dao practitioners from the Starry Sky Fairy Sea and the ancient remnants have died except for the seventy-two people who were taken as demons by Chu Yan.

Chu Yan stood in the void. At this moment, he was the Son of the Supreme Realm, and the one who saved everyone from danger in this ancient battlefield.

"Emperor's son! Emperor's son!"

...

Everyone shouted. With their cultivation level, they should have lost such youthful enthusiasm, but today they survived the disaster and had a high respect for Chu Yan.

"Everyone, the danger of the ancient battlefield has been temporarily lifted, but the ancient descendants and the Starry Sky Immortal Sea will not give up. I hope you can unite and cooperate in the remaining ten years to get the greatest fortune from the ancient battlefield!"

Chu Yanren said.

"I will obey the order of Lord Emperor's son!"

Everyone clasped their fists together.

"Husband, where are you going?"

Liu Yueying walked out at this moment.

She had been separated from Chu Yan for too long, and she naturally didn't want Chu Yan to leave soon when she saw him.

At this moment, Lan Mou, Lei Tianyou, and Zhang Peidong also walked to Chu Yan's side.

Chu Yanren said: "Ying'er, brothers, I want to save the master. This does not require too many people. I can do it alone! After the ancient battlefield, I will travel through the seven domains one by one, and finally create a force that belongs to us."

Several people nodded.

Chu Yanren: "Everyone, see you later!"

After speaking, Chu Yan headed towards the last piece of void that he had not explored yet in this ancient battlefield.

In this void.

The figure of the Demon Lord became more and more illusory. In that illusory figure, countless demon souls released excitement in their eyes.

That strand of hair was now only one-third the length of a little fingernail.

The Demon Lord's consciousness had gradually become blurred. He did not expect Chu Yan to save him, but hoped that Chu Yan would not come, because this place was too dangerous. The purple-striped demon soul had the strength beyond the half-lord, which was not something Chu Yan could deal with at all.

The purple-striped demon soul laughed sinisterly: "Demon Lord, you will die in less than half an hour. Now, do you have any last words? Tell me, after I devour and absorb you, I will agree to one of your requests!"

"How dare you call yourself a demon in front of me? It's ridiculous. I don't need last words. If my disciple doesn't come today, sooner or later he will reach his peak cultivation level and I can kill you!"

The Demon Lord tattooed the Demon Soul and immediately sneered.

The purple-striped demon soul sneered: "Haha, your disciple will probably never have the chance to kill me!"

And at this moment, a word came from the void:

"Who said I have no chance to kill you!"

As he spoke, the purple-striped demon soul felt a breath that made his heart palpitate, coming from behind, and he turned his head sharply.

In front of him was an extremely huge palm burning with black flames.

In that giant palm, there are seventy-two overlapping figures.

"Master, the disciple is here!"

Chu Yan spoke to the Demon Lord, his eyes full of excitement.

"Yan'er!"

At this moment, the Demon Lord's eyes showed an extremely moved look.

He didn't expect that Chu Yan would come at this time.