Urban Medical God

Facing the large army of revenge again, Ye Chen was still calm and composed.

"Kill this boy!"

"Crush the Palace of the Dead and avenge Master Zhulong!"

Everyone looked at Ye Chen and felt deep fear in their hearts.

But soon, this fear turned into fighting spirit and murderous intent.

The crowd shouted wildly, and swarms of swarms came up to kill Ye Chen, intending to cut Ye Chen into pieces and then flatten the Hall of the Dead.

Anyway, they have a large number of people and have an advantage in numbers. As long as Qing Wanjie is not around, they are still confident of crushing the Palace of the Dead.

"act recklessly."

Ye Chen's eyes darkened. He didn't expect these people to be so vicious and wanted to destroy the Palace of the Dead with the help of human sea tactics.

But in Ye Chen's eyes, no matter how many people there are, they are just ants.

Buzz!

Wisps of underworld aura vaguely emerged on Ye Chen.

He was ready to release the holy water of the underworld and directly drown these people.

The holy water of Huangquan has a very good effect against the charge of the enemy tide. The impact of the water flow is enough to defeat the enemy.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Palace of the Dead?"

However, before Ye Chen took action, there was a burst of loud shouting from the sky.

I saw a fierce figure descending from the sky, with wisps of undead demonic energy lingering all over its body, it was Qing Wanjie!

"father!"

Qing Lan was overjoyed when she saw Qing Wanjie's figure.

"Lord Palace Master!"

The killer disciples of the Palace of the Dead are also ecstatic.

Qing Wanjie finally came back from the Heavenly Realm!

Looking at the black tide of enemies below, Qing Wanjie's eyes were gloomy, and the evil spirit of death erupted all over his body, and he shouted:

"The Heavenly Prison of the Dead leads and devours!"

Wisps of evil aura of the undead, mixed with Hongmeng aura, erupted on the ground at the gate of the Undead Hall.

One by one, terrifying undead formations suddenly appeared.

These undead formations have skulls floating on them, ghosts, Shura Yakshas, ​​and countless ghosts and resentments wailing and roaring, tearing people's hearts apart.

One by one, pitch-black ghost claws burst out of the formation, dragging the thighs of many enemies and dragging them to hell.

"ah!"

The enemies in the audience let out heart-piercing screams, full of fear.

At this moment, countless people were dragged into hell, with no bones left, not even the dregs left.

Qing Wanjie's magical power is called the Heavenly Lao Yin of the Dead. It is the secret skill of the Palace of the Dead. It is one of the Thirty-three Heavenly Mongolian Dharma. It can create the formation of the dead, such as the Heavenly Lao to block and trap the enemy. Then drag people to hell and devour them directly, which is very terrifying.

At least half of the enemies were dragged into hell in an instant.

"Run!"

"Qing Wanjie is back!"

"withdraw!"

The remaining enemies were so frightened that they did not dare to stay any longer and ran away one after another.

"snort!"

Qing Wanjie snorted coldly, descended from the sky, waved his big hand, and chased forward with endless resentment of the undead.

Many enemies were overtaken by undead monsters and devoured alive, causing tragic deaths.

Only a small number of people managed to escape.

The crisis in the Palace of the Dead has been completely resolved!

"father."

Qing Lan returned to Qing Wanjie and almost cried.

"I came back late, are you okay?"

Qing Wanjie touched his daughter's hair and felt a little apologetic.

After he received Qinglan's letter asking for help, he rushed back, but it seemed that he was still a little slow. The mountain-protecting formation of the Palace of the Dead had long been breached, and many disciples died.

"I'm fine, thanks to Chen Ye."

Qinglan's eyes were slightly red and she glanced at Ye Chen.

"Lord Hall Master, it's lucky that Chen Ye was here just now, otherwise we would have suffered."

"Yes, the mountain guarding formation was breached just now. I don't know how dangerous it is."

"There is also the pressure of Qingzhulong. If Chenye hadn't blocked it, we would all have been killed."

The killer disciples around him also praised Ye Chen.

If it weren't for Chen Ye's guardianship, I'm afraid the entire Palace of the Dead would have been trampled to pieces.

Even if Qing Wanjie rushes back, he may only see ruins and corpses everywhere.

But now, this most terrifying scene has not happened.

Because Chenye exists!

"Chen Ye."

Qing Wanjie looked at Ye Chen with a complicated expression.

Ye Chen took away the beginning of his bloodline and made him and Xuan Jiyue have a grudge, which made him feel very unhappy.

But precisely because of this cause and effect, Ye Chen returned to the Palace of the Dead and turned the tide. Finally, the foundation of the Palace of the Dead was not ruined, and his daughter also survived.

"Thank you very much."

Qing Wanjie sighed and thanked him.

This thank you means that he has put aside his previous grudges.

"It's okay. I took away the Beginning of Bloodline and owe you a share of karma. Today is the time for me to repay it."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, now that the cause and effect had been paid off, he felt relaxed.

"Are you interested in joining me in the Palace of the Dead?"

Qing Wanjie asked in a solemn voice. Now that the Palace of the Dead has lost its main supporter and the Taiyue God has fallen, the road ahead is extremely dangerous. He needs talents like Ye Chen.

Qing Lan and many killers on the side also looked at Ye Chen expectantly.

It would be great if Ye Chen could return to the Palace of the Dead.

"Thank you, Lord, for your kindness, but I'm still used to being alone."

Ye Chen politely declined, so naturally it was impossible to rejoin the Hall of the Dead.

Qinglan and the many killers heard this and were immediately disappointed.

Qing Wanjie also sighed politely and said, "Everyone has his or her own ambitions, and I won't force you."

Ye Chen cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Lord, for your understanding. The cause and effect is settled here. I'll take my leave."

After saying that, Ye Chen looked at Qing Wanjie, then at Qing Lan, then turned and left.

Qing Lan looked at Ye Chen reluctantly, wanting to speak to persuade him to stay, but in the end she didn't.

She knew very well that now that the cause and effect were settled, it was time for Ye Chen to leave.

The Hall of the Dead is not Ye Chen's destination.

He has greater ambitions.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Qing Wanjie stopped Ye Chen.

"Lord Hall Master, what's wrong?"

Ye Chen turned around.

There's something weird about your bloodline! "

Qing Wanjie seemed to have discovered something, and his expression became very alert.

"What's weird?"

Ye Chen looked confused.

Qing Wanjie said sharply: "Have you been to Heavenly Prison?"

Ye Chen was shocked and said: "Yes!"

He looked carefully at Qing Wanjie and found that Qing Wanjie's energy and blood fluctuations were somewhat similar to Master Lei Zhen.

Qingwanjie actually also has the blood of Heavenly Hell!

"Lord Hall Master, are you from Heavenly Prison?"

Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed. He had offended the Heavenly Prison God Emperor. Could it be that Qing Wanjie wanted to kill him?

Qing Wanjie said: "I once went to Heavenly Hell under the guidance of Taiyue God, and experienced endless killings there, and even became the strongest Heavenly Hell Underworld Saint. However, because I had no hope of promotion, I finally chose He left and established the Temple of the Dead."

"There is a mark left by the Heavenly Hell God Emperor in your bloodline!"

"You have offended the Heavenly Hell God Emperor, and he wants to kill you!"

"You have a mark on your body, and you can't escape even to the ends of the earth!"