Urban Medical God

“This clone of mine was made from the leftover debris.

Ye Chen was stunned and said: "Senior, in other words, you have never seen the Iron Throne? You just found some debris?"

Ren Feifan nodded and said: "Yes, there is no trace of the Iron Throne. It has not been seen for eternity. I don't know how many people have searched for it, but they have never been able to find any trace. Naturally, it is impossible for me to find it."

"If you want to find the Iron Throne, no one can find it unless the magic weapon comes out of the initiative. That throne is made of the essence of the infinite world and transcends the laws of reality. Any means of divination cannot be useful."

Hearing this, Ye Chen suddenly felt disappointed.

It turned out that Ren Feifan had never seen the Iron Throne, and no one had ever seen it.

Ren Feifan just found some scraps left behind by casting the throne, and built this clone. Therefore, he had a causal connection with the Iron Throne, but in fact it was just an illusion. He didn't know that the Iron Throne was missing. Where.

"Really... Then it's really difficult to find the Iron Throne."

Ye Chen was in a daze. If he couldn't find the Iron Throne, it would be difficult to revive Xiaocao.

"Okay, let's not say so much. I have to leave. Otherwise, I will probably be noticed by Ancient Emperor Yuhuang."

Ren Feifan shook his head, flicked his finger, and a spiritual light fell, healing the injuries of Nangong Xinran and Ye Wuwu.

Then he wanted to leave. After all, if he stayed too long, there would still be a risk of exposure. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

The materials used to create his clone were the scraps of the Iron Throne, mixed with the essence of his own flesh and blood. It was extremely precious and could not be lost.

"Hahaha, Ren Feifan, since you are here, why don't you come over to Wanxu and have a drink?"

Just when Ren Feifan was about to leave, a burst of wild laughter sounded in the sky.

Then, the sky shook, endless immortal energy spurted out, and streaks of rosy clouds steamed up.

A vast heaven emerged.

It was a country created by the Wanxu Temple, similar to Ye Chen's Reincarnation Heaven.

In the Ten Thousand Ruins Heavenly Kingdom, divine generals in golden armor and silver armor were displayed one by one, and there were many powerful men suspended in the sky.

Surrounded by countless people, there was the figure of Ancient Emperor Yuhuang.

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang sat on a steel throne. The throne was made purely of steel, dark and cold, and perfectly blended with the domineering momentum of Ancient Emperor Yuhuang.

It was an imitation made by the Ancient Emperor Yu Huang based on the ancient legend of the Iron Throne. Although it was an imitation, it still had the same look.

Sitting on the Iron Throne, he looked like a king overlooking all living beings.

Under the throne of Ancient Emperor Yuhuang, there was an unkempt prisoner kneeling.

"Ancient Emperor Yuhuang, it's you!"

Ren Feifan's expression changed instantly when he saw Ancient Emperor Yuhuang appear.

Ye Chen, Nangong Xinran, and Ye Wuwu were also shocked. They did not expect that Ancient Emperor Yuhuang would suddenly appear.

"Senior Ren, your breath has leaked!"

Ye Chen said in a deep voice.

"It's impossible. This clone of mine, with its steady steel and restrained aura, will not be easily exposed. It was Song Ji, the elder of the Sword Sect, who exposed our position!"

Ren Feifan's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity, and he had already guessed the reason.

"Hahaha, Ren Feifan, you are really smart, your guess is right!"

"If it hadn't been for the elder of Jianmen who sent the secret signal, I wouldn't have known that you and the Lord of Reincarnation were here!"

The Ancient Emperor Yuhuang laughed, and the golden-armored generals and many disciples under the jade steps also shouted for power, waving their flags, and the scene was spectacular.

"Although you are just a clone, the Lord of Reincarnation is actually here. I can finally get rid of you today. How happy I am!"

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang stroked his beard and laughed. Ye Chen was a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He finally had a chance to kill him, so naturally he was extremely happy.

This secret realm of the void is not restricted by the laws of heaven. He can completely let go and kill Ye Chen and others.

"Miss Nangong, the scene may be a little bloody later. You girl, I'm afraid I'll scare you, so just go home!"

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang looked at Nangong Xinran with a smile.

Nangong Xinran's delicate body was trembling, and she wanted to say something, but was completely speechless under the majesty of the Ancient Emperor Yuhuang.

Ancient Emperor Yu Huang waved his hand, and Nangong Xinran's body flew up, the void split open, and she was teleported out.

Immediately afterwards, Ancient Emperor Yuhuang looked at Ren Feifan again and said, "Ren Feifan, look, who is this person."

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang pointed to the prisoner under his throne.

The guards on the left and right escorted the prisoner up and revealed his face.

It turned out to be Ren Duxing, the ancestor of the Ren family and one of the top ten Tianjun families!

"Ancestor!"

Ren Feifan's voice suddenly trembled when he saw Ren Duxing's appearance.

Although he has left the Ren family, no matter what, Ren Duxing is his ancestor!

"Xiao Fan..."

Ren Duxing raised his head with difficulty and looked at Ren Feifan, showing a hint of bitterness.

He once competed with Ren Feifan for the Snow Burial Stardust on the orders of Ancient Emperor Yuhuang.

But in the end, the fight failed, and he only brought back the soul of Emperor Shakten.

After failing to complete the task, he naturally suffered cruel torture. Now he is covered in injuries and is no longer human.

The famous ancestor of the Ren family, Tianjun, is now a prisoner.

Although Ren Duxing also participated in the creation of the Wanxu Temple and was one of the early heroes of the sect, the Ancient Emperor Yuhuang was mean and ungrateful, and he would never hesitate to kill the heroes.

"Ren Feifan, my Wanxu Temple does not raise waste. Your ancestor has failed more than he has accomplished, so I am going to kill him today."

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang looked at Ren Duxing with a smile and said: "Ren Duxing, do you have any last words?"

Ren Duxing remained silent and bitter, without saying a word.

In the past, he regarded Ancient Emperor Yuhuang as a beacon idol and admired his cultivation and strength, but now, this former beacon wanted to kill him.

One can imagine the sadness in his heart.

"Ren Duxing, let me ask you again, do you have the Tianjun God-conferring Monument in your hands?"

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang asked.

Ren Duxing shook his head slightly.

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang asked again: "Then do you know who owns the Tianjun God-conferring Monument?"

Ren Duxing gently uttered two words: "I don't know."

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang nodded and said: "Very good, you can lead me to death."

After that, he waved his hand, and the guards on the left and right took Ren Duxing down and beheaded him in public.

Ren Duxing's head grumbled out, and the ancestor of a generation of Tianjun fell.

So far, only nine of the ten ancestors who fought side by side and dominated an era in the past are left.

Ren Feifan watched his ancestor being beheaded, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Ye Chen and Ye Wuwen were also shocked and speechless.

Ancient Emperor Yuhuang's move was clearly to torture Ren Feifan, to make him watch with his own eyes, his ancestors were beheaded in public, without dignity, and died like a dog.