Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Yuan Qing, why do you listen to the old patriarch so much?"

"I know that you have been cared for by the old patriarch since you were a child, and so am I."

"But now Wan Jin is suffering in the immortal tomb, maybe his life is in danger at this time, aren't you anxious!"

Han Yue watched from the side as Yuan Qing continued to send the clan members out through the black door, with a look of confusion on his face.

Now that the old man has left to go elsewhere, Han Yue naturally doesn't have to pretend to be as submissive as before.

He has never forgotten what Xu Wanjin is going through now.

At this time, I felt disappointed when I saw Yuan Qing following the old man's instructions so respectfully and not worrying about Xu Wanjin at all.

Yuan Qing hesitated when he heard this, but soon returned to normal.

He held the scepter tightly in his hand, straightened up and said to Hanyue with a solemn expression: "Brother Hanyue, you don't understand what the old man is going to do."

"I know you won't understand this now, but trust me, you will eventually."

Yuan Qing said it but it was as if he didn't say it, which made Han Yue feel a little angry.

"What's the use of all this? I only know that Wanjin is in dire straits right now!"

Han Yue gritted her teeth and clenched her fists fiercely.

Han Yue flew straight up at the slightest disagreement and headed towards the forbidden area.

Yuan Qing's pupils shrank when he saw this, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and even looked at the scepter in his hand.

But looking at Han Yue's retreating figure, he still couldn't make up his mind for a long time, and had no choice but to watch him fly towards the forbidden area.

"well."

After sighing, Yuan Qing regained his energy, turned his head and accelerated the speed of sending the clansmen out of the black gate.

On the other side, Jinghong, who left the Black Gate, returned all the way to the Holy Land of the Rebel Clan.

The reason why he came back here was to try to send Xiao Jin out with him.

Because he noticed that Xiao Jin seemed to be very afraid of the Holy Land, he placed it here.

I hope Xiao Jin can stop running around and wait for him honestly in the holy land.

When Jinghong opened the secret passage into the Holy Land, he walked in and found that there was no trace of Xiao Jin in front of him.

Immediately, Jinghong's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the mural carved on the ceiling.

In the mural, the second half, which was originally very blurry, has begun to become clear.

Even some murals that did not appear have been completely completed and fixed.

In the picture, two figures entered the world of Immortal Tomb together, it was Xiao Jin and Han Yue.

Not long after they entered, Xiao Jin was taken away by a dark figure.

In the final scene, Xiao Jin was sunk into a dark pool, and then a unique evil demon emerged from the sky.

And this evil demon is the evil demon that destroyed the entire Rebel Clan in the previous mural.

"Oops!"

Seeing this scene, Jinghong felt horrified in his heart. Immortal energy all over his body exploded, and he turned into a white light and rushed out.

Not long after, the fairy light transformed by Jinghong approached the entrance of the fairy tomb.

It happened to be discovered that Xiao Jin and Han Yue had arrived at the entrance.

"Hanyue, don't bring Xiao Jin in!"

Seeing that the two were about to enter the entrance of the Immortal Tomb, Jinghong hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

Han Yue, who was at the entrance to the Immortal Tomb, immediately turned around after hearing Mr. Jinghong's call.

Just looking at the old man who was approaching them, Han Yue had no idea of ​​stopping there.

Finally, she took a deep look at the old patriarch Jinghong, and Han Yue's eyes flashed with determination.

He picked up Xiao Jin and rushed straight into the immortal tomb.

After all, Jinghong, who was a step too late, settled in front of the entrance of the Immortal Tomb, pressing his forehead with regret on his face.

"Why? What exactly is the reason for this!"

"Could it be that the Rebel Clan cannot escape this fate after all?

Luck disaster? "

Old man Jinghong was half-kneeling on the ground, his old face full of despair and unwillingness.

After a while, old man Jinghong had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Under the fluctuation of his mood, even the pure white immortal energy in his body began to oscillate.

A wave of darkness gradually filled the air. Under the strong self-blame and despair, Mr. Jinghong actually had a tendency to become a demon.

The time he was imprisoned by Feiyu was not just torture.

Under the influence of the demonic energy for many years, old man Jinghong's physique has changed.

Even though the demonic element has been removed now, the demonic intention has already been planted in his body. Once his mood fluctuates too much, the demonic intention will take advantage of it.

At this moment, the conditions for the invasion of demonic intent are met.

Just when Mr. Jinghong was about to go to the extreme, Zhang Yifeng's previous answer suddenly came to his mind.

"My future is decided by myself!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, the immortal energy surging in Mr. Jinghong's body gradually calmed down.

The demonic intention that was pulled out was instantly defeated and dissipated.

"How can I stop here? Young people are working hard for their future. How can I feel sorry for myself here!"

"Destiny is nothing more than a prophecy."

"Prophecy is for change!"

With a low drink, Mr. Jinghong's eyes flashed with determination as he completely resolved his confusion.

Immediately, he took firm steps and walked straight into the Immortal Tomb.

At the same time, Yuan Qing, who was sending his clansmen off in front of the black gate, seemed to feel something.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the forbidden area, and tightened his grip on the scepter in his hand slightly.

"Old clan leader, Hanyue, I hope you can return safely."

Murmuring, Yuan Qing turned all the emotions in his heart into his motivation.

He kept sending the rebels into the black gate one by one.

On the other side, in the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave in the Immortal Tomb World.

Gu threw Xu Wanjin to the edge of the black pool.

"Gu, it seems that your plan is going well!"

"Boy, we meet again."

Huang, who was at the edge of the black pool, saw that Gu successfully caught Xu Wanjin back, and his face suddenly showed excitement.

He walked a few steps to Xu Wanjin and squatted down. Huang grabbed Xu Wanjin's chin and lifted his head up.

Xu Wanjin shook his head slightly, and then he could see the situation around him clearly.

He didn't look at Huang. The first thing he noticed was Feiyu shivering in the corner.

After seeing Feiyu, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

And then he turned his face and looked at Huang squatting in front of him.

Looking at this demon with dark skin and two battle lines on his face, Xu Wanjin narrowed his eyes slightly.

He naturally heard the other party's words clearly, and after a little association in his mind, he guessed the identity of the demon in front of him.

"Why, you are so anxious to see me, do you think that your last death was not enough?"

Xu Wanjin sneered and looked at Huang in front of him with disdain.

"Boy, you are still so good at talking!"

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