
After Ye Yuan left, a middle-aged man walked into Jian Hongxiao's shabby room.
Seeing Jian Hongxiao's appearance, the middle-aged man's expression changed. He hurriedly went up to support.
If Ye Yuan were here, he would recognize that this middle-aged man was one of the seven Heavenly God powerhouses that appeared that day.
He was called Jian Chen, the most trusted disciple of Jian Hongxiao.
“Master, a-are you okay?” Jian Chen asked worriedly.
Jian Hongxiao waved his hand and said, “I, this bunch of old bones, will not die for now. But I don't think that the Heavenly Dao reaction this time around is actually very strong! “
Jian Chen said with an annoyed expression, “Teacher, is doing so worth it?”
Jian Hongxiao gave him a quick glance and said with a smile, “After Master has become enlightened, I have long since decided on that thought and plan to die old here. Who knew that before the Hundred Battle Arena this time, this old man did a prophecy, and the matter had completely changed course. ”
Jian Chen's expression changed and he said, “Could this turnaround happen to the boy?”
Jian Hongxiao smiled and said, “Although this old man is unable to calculate Ye Yuan's numerology, I can estimate my own fate. Divination shows that Master's infidelity has a turning point, but when Master wants to continue the prophecy in depth, my own numerology is actually covered by the Heavenly Dao. Connecting these two things, wasn't it confirmed with Ye Yuan? “
Jian Chen had an expression of astonishment and said with a look of disbelief, “Master, that boy is only at the early stages of the Divine Lord Realm. How many years and months do you have to wait for him? In addition, your vitality is being severely damaged at the moment, longevity is decreasing drastically. Can... Can you wait until that day? ”
One should know, Jian Hongxiao had already suffered from the Heavenly Dao's reaction before this. He had already suffered a huge loss in longevity to begin with, his territory falling drastically.
This time, for the sake of Ye Yuan, he suffered serious injuries again, his vitality was severely damaged, his lifespan decreased again.
At this moment, Jian Chen was worried that his master was unable to hold on until that day.
Jian Hongxiao smiled and said, “Heh heh, you and I are the ancestors' successors, so how can we doubt our own fate? Man proposes, God determines. I can only do my best, the rest will be handed over to Heaven. ”
Jian Chen was speechless, there was nothing to deny regarding his master's words.
As a member of the Jian Family, he had to act in harmony with heaven.
Since he saw a turning point, then he should try his hardest to do so.
It seemed like his master's cultivation base was indeed much deeper than his!
Jian Chen paused for a moment and said, “Teacher, this disciple has already got word. Xiahou Wenjian from Ningbei Imperial City had brought along three great Heavenly God powerhouses and was already on his way to the Extreme Light Imperial City. Ningbei Imperial City was a high-level imperial city, their strength was not weak! What should we do?”
Jian Hongxiao did not show a surprised expression and said coldly, “You are traveling. The extremely small Imperial City of Ningbei, if offended, then offended, nothing serious. ”
Jian Hongxiao said so very casually, not putting the Ningbei Imperial City in his view at all.
…
Ye Yuan bade farewell to Jian Zhentao and brought Ning Tianping out of the Extreme Light Imperial City, speeding like the wind towards the Demon Region.
The Divine Demon Region was on the westernmost land. It passed through the heavenly Demon Mountains and it was the gathering place of the demon race.
The territory there was called the Demon Region.
The Divine Demon Region was a chaotic place where the strong ruled and the weak fell prey to the strong.
Maybe White Light wanted to train himself. That was why he was going to the Divine Demon Region.
But he did not expect that he had actually allowed himself to fall in danger.
Ye Yuan silently prayed in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen to the White Light.
Over the years, he and White Light had been close as brothers.
In terms of feelings, it was no worse than Yue Mengli.
Your Majesty, rest assured. Brother White is blessed and will definitely be fine. Ning Tianping comforted him on the side.
Ye Yuan nodded his head and said in a serious voice, “This departure, just a trip on the road alone will take decades! With White Light's strength back then, he probably had to fly for at least 300 years before he could reach the Divine Demon Region and could not return to the Heavenly Eagle in time. This kid didn't take the heart of the 500-year deal at all, angering me to death! “
Ning Tianping smiled bitterly and said, “Your Majesty, this really cannot blame Brother White. You don't realize how much pressure is on your side. Just take me as an example. Back then, I broke through to become the Third Sky Horizon God in a single blow, his strength far surpassing your strength. But how many years have passed, you can annihilate me in one fell swoop now! Although I believe His Majesty will definitely not be left behind from others, I also did not expect that this day would come so soon! ”
In the past, Ning Tianping still did not understand the thoughts of White Light.
But now, he really understood.
Your Majesty is a complete freak!
Although Ye Yuan did not have this intention at all.
Bang out!
Suddenly, the Purple Extreme Hall trembled violently. Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping's chest seemed to have been struck by a heavy object, instantly spewing out a large mouthful of blood.
“ small, quickly out to die! Otherwise, this chair will shake you to death today! “
A strong voice sounded from outside.
The two people Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping exchanged glances, both of them were greatly shocked as they said, “Color Divine Powerhouse!”
Moreover, it was not an ordinary Heavenly God Realm powerhouse!
Ye Yuan put away the Purple Extreme Hall and revealed his figure.
Outside, four figures blocked the path.
“Uncle Xiahou, that's it! He was the one who killed Big Brother Yun! Uncle Xiahou, Big Brother Yun, he died so miserably! You must take revenge! ”
The one who spoke was precisely Jiang Mengqing.
The moment Ye Yuan heard, he immediately understood who this Heavenly Deity powerhouse in front of him was.
Xiahou Wenjian looked at Ye Yuan coldly, as if looking at the dead.
“ small, compete in martial arts in the ring, you actually dare to kill my son! Today, this chair will extract your soul and purify it for ten thousand years in front of Yun-er tombstone! ” Xiahou Wenjian said angrily.
Ye Yuan looked at him and said coldly, “Compete in the ring, life and death depend on destiny! Moreover, Xiahou Yun was incited by people and wanted to hurt me, so he deserved to die! ”
“Shut!”
Xiahou Wenjian roared furiously, his voice carrying a boundless world power.
A puhwark!
A puhwark!
Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping were similar to being struck by lightning, fresh blood spurting wildly.
Only a voice left the two without the slightest strength to resist.
Too strong!
This Xiahou Wenjian was at least a mid-level Heavenly God Realm powerhouse.
This type of powerhouse, their power was already unimaginable.
Xiahou Wenjian said with a cold smile, Little “, how can your cheap life be mentioned in the same breath as my son? If he wanted to kill you, you should have stretched out your neck to be executed! ”
In Xiahou Wenjian's eyes, his son's life was even greater than heaven.
Xiahou Yun's talent was extremely high; it was enough to inherit his position.
Letting Xiahou Yun out this time was to gain the approval of the Extreme Light Imperial City.
Who knew he would be gone forever.
Jiang Mengqing also had a terrifying look as she said, “Two small! How is your life compared to Big Brother Yun? Today, I will take revenge for Big Brother Yun! “
Finished speaking, Jiang Mengqing raised her long sword and charged towards Ye Yuan.
How could Ye Yuan do what he wanted? He was just about to fight back when suddenly, an incomparable explosion of world power descended, suppressing him until he was completely unable to move! ”
Ye Yuan's face changed, a golden light radiated brightly on his body, a blue pattern spinning to the extreme.
Mendeering!
Jiang Mengqing's sword seemed to be pierced into fine iron, electrocuting his arm to numbness.
“Brother Xiahou, Ye Yuan is an honored guest of my Extreme Light Imperial City, please raise your hands high with mercy and let him go. ”
At this moment, a figure slowly appeared and spoke these words to Xiahou Wenjian.