Urban Medical God

The Demon Emperor waved his hand and said: "My soul is deeply planted, and my compatibility with Demon Ancestor Wutian is getting higher and higher. I can't hold on for much longer, and I will soon become Wutian completely.

The Demon Emperor also recalled the scene just now. He knew that he could no longer hold on, although he still had some thoughts that could influence Demon Ancestor Wutian's decision.

For example, the order to tell the Eternal Lord to leave was actually the influence of the Demon Emperor's thoughts.

But he knew that this feeling would not last long.

It won't take long, at most a year, or even three to five months, before his thoughts will completely dissipate, and this body will belong to Demon Ancestor Wutian.

Ye Chen and Ren Feifan looked at each other and both felt that the situation was serious.

The Demon Emperor smiled sadly, pulled out a long sword, handed it to Ren Feifan, and said: "Senior Ren Feifan, please kill me quickly. I lost the game with Demon Ancestor Wutian, and I can't hurt you."

He knew he couldn't hold on any longer, so he just wanted to die quickly so as not to harm others. . .

He also knew that Ye Chen couldn't take action, so he asked Ren Feifan to take action.

Ren Feifan was startled, took the sword, and then nodded and said: "Yes! Then you can go on your way with peace of mind.

The voice was very rational and calm, and as he spoke, he swung his sword to chop off the Demon Emperor's head with one strike.

Ye Chen was shocked and hurriedly stopped Ren Feifan, saying: "Senior Ren, what do you want to do?"

Ren Feifan said: "I am willing to admit defeat. He should have expected such a day when he chose to play against Demon Ancestor Wutian."

Ye Chen was horrified and said: "Senior Ren, the Demon Emperor has helped me many times, you can't kill him, otherwise I will leave a demonic barrier in my heart and there will be no chance of success in cutting off the shackles!"

Ren Feifan's face darkened, he glanced at Ye Chen coldly, and said: "Since you have participated in the bet, you must have the consciousness to lose everything. If you can't afford the bet, don't join the bet in the first place. Now that you have lost the bet, you want to deny it." It’s settled, how can it be so easy?”

Listening to these words, Ye Chen was shocked.

Yes, he and the Demon Emperor both lost their bets.

The price for the loser is naturally miserable, and the Demon Emperor has decided to sacrifice himself to minimize the loss.

But Ye Chen didn't have this realization.

"Don't gamble if you can't afford to lose. Has no one ever taught you?"

"Or do you think you can always win?"

Ren Feifan stared at Ye Chen with a very cold tone.

The Demon Emperor knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and felt calm. He was ready to accept death, which was the price of the loser.

Ye Chen lowered his head silently, feeling confused inside.

He has indeed always won, never lost, and firmly believes that he has great luck and will always win.

But today, for the first time, he felt frustrated, unprecedentedly frustrated.

He lost to Demon Ancestor Wutian. The Demon Emperor must die, otherwise the soul seed will completely explode and the consequences will be disastrous.

"You should do it yourself. You have to face your original choice by yourself. Ancestor Hongjun taught you to face your heart directly and don't avoid anything."

"I will teach you another truth today. I am willing to admit defeat."

Ren Feifan grabbed Ye Chen's arm, put the sword in his hand into Ye Chen's hand, and pushed him in front of the Demon Emperor.

Ye Chen was trembling all over, looking at the Demon Emperor kneeling in front of him and killing him with his neck, how could he do it?

Ye Chen only felt that his heart was in chaos, and he was bored and nauseous.

Gradually, the hand holding the sword began to shake violently, and traces of sinful black energy emanated from his body.

Shrouded in the black energy of sin, Ye Chen's eyes gradually lost their light and became confused.

He felt that his consciousness was blurring and he was drowsy, as if a big hand was dragging him into the bottomless abyss and burying everything about him.

Knowing that he was about to fall, Ye Chen did not resist, but felt a sense of relief.

Waves of low chants echoed in his ears, like the whispers of ancient gods:

"Sleep, it will be eternal relief."

"Sleep, you will no longer suffer."

"Sleep, and you will find rest."

…

Under the spell of this chanting sound, Ye Chen became even more drowsy and wanted to sleep forever.

Ren Feifan, the Four Forbidden Heaven Elders, Mu Yinxi, Shanrou and others all turned pale with horror when they saw Ye Chen's strange behavior.

The Demon Emperor opened his eyes and looked at Ye Chen. He was shocked when he saw that Ye Chen was covered in black energy and the aura of sin was constantly erupting. He shouted: "No! He is possessed by the inner demon!"

In this state, Ye Chen was obviously eroded by inner demons.

"Emperor Shakti, you dare!"

Ren Feifan was furious and struck a certain corner of the void with his palm.

In the corner of the void, the space broke, and a small insect fell out, twisted on the ground for a while, and then dispersed.

That was the aura of the inner demon, a small insect condensed with an indescribable weird smell. The aura was close to the peak of the inner demon.

The peak of the inner demon turns out to be an indescribable existence, related to time and space!

Emperor Shitian's inner demon cultivation was approaching its peak. He used the large formation of the Kaiwang Palace to radiate the hell world. When Ye Chen's Taoist heart was at its most chaotic and struggling, he successfully invaded and finally led to Ye Chen's Inner demons.

"Haha, Ren Feifan, prepare to collect the body for the Lord of Reincarnation."

"In terms of strength, I am no match for that boy."

"But, I aroused his inner demons, and he never had a chance to wake up."

"He will not die in my hands today, he will only die under his own inner demons. He will sleep forever in endless torture and sin. I also wish you a speedy rest."

Emperor Shitian's cold voice came from the distant void, and then disappeared completely.