Urban Medical God

Seeing this scene, the Demon Emperor Zhe Tian frowned slightly. With the northern and southern factions fighting like this, the Demon Dragon Clan is divided and the orthodoxy cannot be unified. How can they crush the outside world and challenge the edge of the Emperor Yuan Palace?

Perhaps, they have to wait a year later for the two sides to fight again, and the Blood Dragon kills the Mingyang Dragon Lord, and then there is a chance to unify the foundation.

"Lord Emperor, are you okay?"

Youyue flew onto the stage, wearing a black cheongsam like a butterfly, and her posture was quite graceful.

She helped the blood dragon up and asked with concern.

"It's okay, just rest for a while."

The blood dragon's face was slightly pale, and his body was seriously injured, but fortunately his foundation was not damaged. As long as he nursed back to health in the Ascension Palace for a period of time, relying on the nourishment of the innate Ascension Qi, he would definitely be able to recover.

"Senior Demon Emperor, you can stay."

The Blood Dragon glanced at the Demon Emperor Zhe Tian, ​​and saw that there was still one year left before the competition started again.

During this year, the Yuhua Palace was controlled by the Southern Faction, so the Heaven-Zhidian Demon Emperor could naturally stay.

"Thank you."

The Demon Emperor Zhatian, who had always been serious about his words, also showed a smile at this time.

When the war came to an end, the disciples from the southern sect and the northern sect dispersed.

"Blood Dragon Emperor, one year from now, I will learn your clever tricks again."

With the support of his left and right disciples, Mingyang Dragon Lord staggered off the stage. He looked back at the Blood Dragon with an extremely gloomy expression.

He actually failed to win this duel. He felt very regretful and blamed himself.

It’s all my fault for underestimating the enemy!

What he said about giving up one hand is a joke!

If he had used all his strength from the beginning to suppress everything with the power of thunder, the blood dragon would not be his opponent.

It's a pity that there are no what-ifs in the world. The battle situation has been decided at this moment. If you want to fight again, you can only wait a year.

Mingyang Dragon Lord secretly made up his mind that after one year, he would never be so careless.

The setback in this decisive battle can be regarded as an experience that can improve his state of mind. Maybe a year later, he will have the opportunity to break through to another level!

The blood dragon didn't say anything. With the support of You Yue, he and the Demon Emperor Zhetian returned to the Yuhua Palace.

"Senior Demon Emperor, you can practice with peace of mind. Relying on the nourishment of the innate feathered energy, you will definitely be able to return to perfection." The blood dragon said with a smile.

"I'm afraid not."

However, the Demon Emperor Zhetian shook his head solemnly and said: "The demonic evil in my body is too heavy. Even the Yuhua Emperor Palace cannot restore me to perfection. At most, I can partially restore it."

"Then how can we fully recover?"

The blood dragon frowned and felt that the foundation of the Demon Emperor Zhetian was seriously damaged.

"I don't know, but relying on the aura of the Yuhua Palace, I can at least reach the realm of the ancient god emperor. As for the realm of gods, the legendary saint ancestor realm, it should be impossible for me to enter in a short time."

The Demon Emperor Zhetian stood with his hands behind his back. He was very aware of his own situation. With the support of the Yuhua Palace, he could at most reach the realm of the Ancient God Emperor. It was almost impossible to transcend the realm of gods and reach the realm of the Holy Ancestor.

"That's all, let's do our best, obey fate, and do our best."

The blood dragon said with relief.

"That's right."

The Demon Emperor Zhetian nodded, and immediately put aside his distracting thoughts, he and the Blood Dragon sat cross-legged and practiced silently in the Yuhua Palace.

…

At this time, in the Kingdom of God, the Demon Subduing Hall.

"puff!"

Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of bright red blood!

His face was extremely pale!

He was already injured!

Taking advantage of the blood dragon's strength again, he suddenly felt weak.

But Ye Chen never regretted it!

Even if part of the Zixiao Stone was wasted, he would not complain at all!

"By borrowing my power, the blood dragon should be fine, but I'm too weak now and need to rest."

"Continue refining the Zixiao Stone."

Ye Chen stared thoughtfully and began to retreat to recover his energy and blood.

Tsk tsk tsk!

However, at this moment, a bloody flying sword flew down from the sky.

There is no murderous intent on this flying sword, but there is a familiar cause and effect.

It’s the causal aura of Hades Palace!

Ding!

The flying sword fell in the air and was inserted in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's face darkened, but he saw a letter on Feijian, from Mo Xueming!

"Mo Xueming sent me a Feijian message. What does he want to do?"

Ye Chen immediately opened the letter and took out the letterhead, only to see that it said on the letterhead, Mo Xue Meditation invited him to the Hades Palace!

"You actually want to invite me to the Hades Palace."

Ye Chen frowned, wondering what Mo Xueming's plot was.

He is currently weak. If he steps into the Hades Palace, Mo Xue Ming will kill him without any doubt.

But there was no murderous cause and effect on this flying sword. Mo Xueming obviously didn't want to kill anyone.

"What does this guy want to do?"

Ye Chen couldn't understand, but since Mo Xueming personally sent a letter inviting him, he also wanted to take a look.

Ye Chen did not hesitate at that moment, directly tore the void and descended into the Hades Palace.

At the gate of the Underworld Palace, a man in red robe stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by flying swords, and his aura was overwhelming. It was Mo Xueming.

"Brother Ye is so brave, he actually came to our palace."

Mo Xueming squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Mo Xueming, what do you want to do when you invite me over?"

Ye Chen asked coldly. He dared to step into the Hades Palace, not because he was reckless, but because there was indeed no murderous wave in the message sent by Mo Xueming's flying sword. In this case, he didn't mind coming to talk.

"Ye Chen, your battle against the devil was truly thrilling. I admire you deeply."

"It's just... is there one thing you've overlooked?"

"Not long ago, you offended Tiandao Palace. That time, Xuanyuan Mo Xie used his clone to kill you. Although it failed, he will definitely make a comeback in the future.

Once his injuries heal, have you thought about the consequences? I heard that not long ago, Xuanyuan Moxie was healed and released from seclusion in advance. Even if you can resist it, what about the people around you? Since ancient times, no one has the qualifications to go against Tiandao Palace, not even you. "

Mo Xueming pointed at Ye Chen, then at himself, and said with a smile: "Your identity has been confirmed by the Tiandao Palace. You are in great danger. Come to me, join the Nether Palace, take refuge under my command, and join me. Cooperate and I will protect you.”

"You want me to surrender to you?"

Ye Chen sneered and was about to refuse, but suddenly, he noticed a strange fluctuation.

There are still people hiding near this mountain gate!

Ye Chen remained calm, and when he turned his eyes, he immediately penetrated the fog of the void and saw a man with a broken arm in the mountains and forests in the distance, adjusting his breath to heal his injuries.

The aura of the man with a broken arm merged with the shadow of the tree, and he made no sound. His method of concealment was obviously very clever.

"It's actually Sirius!"

Ye Chen was secretly surprised that this man with a broken arm was actually Sirius.

"He betrayed Xuanyuan Moxie and took refuge in Mo Xueming?"

Ye Chen was shocked and confused. You must know that Tianlang was Xuanyuan Moxie's subordinate, but he appeared in the Hades Palace at this moment. Could it be that he had rebelled?

"He still has the karma of the Demon Emperor. What's going on?"