Urban Medical God

Chapter 6881: Demon Emperor Rebellion?

Now even the physical body cannot explode.

This is the retribution of underestimating the enemy!

Thinking like this, he used the last trace of the power of the soul, intending to escape here.

It can be said that the time is late and the time is fast, the void shattered, and a huge palm came out from the sky, completely sealing his escape route.

Then, Ye Chen's eyes appeared, like a candle, burning the hottest flame in the world.

Phoenix real fire contains the supreme way of the ultra-ancient era, which is different from the fire of Daoling, and instantly burns the remnant soul of the Golden Snake Langjun to ashes.

A generation of strong men died out, and still in an extremely aggrieved way.

After solving the enemy in front of him, Ye Chen is also about to fall into a period of decline. He has used several magical powers in total, and the blood of reincarnation has long been supported to the apex.

After using the virtual tablet to tear the void apart, Ye Chen teleported out of the ghost swamp and came to a forest outside the city.

At this time, he could not directly teleport back to the Northern Mang Ancestral Land, so he could only settle here temporarily. He condensed the spirit of the spirit and came to Shura City, and the abnormal changes that had occurred in the ghost swamp had long been spreading.

Ye Chen turned into an ordinary person and came to the tavern in Shura City. No matter where he went, the teahouse tavern was always an important channel for obtaining information.

He ordered a pot of small wine and a little side dish. He cultivated to this level. In fact, he has no need for food in the world. Now he is just killing time.

He was drinking while looking at the river view outside the window. The big river rushed past, which made this Shura field more spectacular.

But not long after, Ye Chen frowned when he heard a news.

"I said, do you know that the Demon Ancestor is finally ready to seize the house and cover the sky as a container for the Demon Emperor."

"In the old days, we are going to say goodbye completely."

"At that time, the Demon Ancestor may be able to fight against the one in the world."

A burly man patted his furry chest, and said mysteriously to the people around him.

Those people were shocked one after another, but they knew that this man's identity was one of the warriors under the sixteen guardian laws.

The news that came from the soldier's mouth was probably not groundless.

After Ye Chen heard this, he couldn't help being surprised. Logically speaking, taking the container should require complete preparation. Why should this be put on the agenda so urgently? Isn't he afraid of backlash?

Before he could think about it, he walked directly out of the tavern and took out a special mark, which was the medium for him to communicate with the Devil Emperor Zhetian, and it could come in handy when it was critical.

At this moment, the Devil Emperor Zhetian was reading books in his room. Since reaching a deal with Mozu Wutian, he has no longer been attached to the world, but is alone and retreats alone.

At the later juncture, the Devil Emperor Zhetian's heart became calm as still water.

Mozu Wutian has given him an order and will take his body soon.

Even if he died on his own, as long as he didn't hurt Ye Chen, that was good, the Devil Emperor Zhitian thought so.

His fate can only be regarded as a tragedy from beginning to end.

Even if it was once famous, it will inevitably end up being seized.

After he received a certain message, he looked a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and immediately waved his sleeves, and the void passage was formed.

He walked in from it, and soon arrived in the city of Shura, Ye Chen had already been waiting here.

"I heard the people who sat down on Wutian say that Wutian will rob you of your physical body in two months. Why is it so much earlier?"

Ye Chen asked in confusion.

In fact, he already had some answers in his mind.

Probably because he was about to open the channel to enter the Xuanhai in two months, Mozu Wutian deduced this cause and effect, so he used this to threaten the Devil Emperor.

Thinking about it this way, the last time the Zhetian Devil Emperor came to him for a drink and a chat, I'm afraid it was a farewell before leaving.

But he didn't want to watch the Devil Emperor Zhetian die like this.

After a moment of contemplation, Ye Chen made an amazing move.

He squeezed his five fingers, and offered the door of Xuanzun. The ancient symbols filled the sky, and the profound and profound aura permeated the entire room.

Ye Chen formed a layer of barriers, and did not let the breath of the door of the Xuanzun show outside.

"If Mozu Wutian used this to threaten you, then you can take it and deliver it to him."

Ye Chen looked at the Devil Emperor Zhetian, and said seriously.

The gate of Xuanzun is about the opportunity to enter Xuanhai.

This is certainly important.

But to Ye Chen, the life and death of a friend is more important than anything else.

He does not need the Nine Heavens Divine Art, or kill Xuan Ji Yue in Xuan Hai, but if he wants him to give up the death of his companion, he will never do it!

He will not use the interests of his friends to perfect himself.

This is his way!

But the expression of the Devil Emperor Zhetian became a little complicated, but he turned his back immediately to prevent Ye Chen from seeing his appearance.

"Whether it becomes a container or not is an agreement between me and Mozutian, and it has nothing to do with the rest."

The Devil Emperor Zhetian stood with his hand holding his hand, and said lightly, his tone seemed a bit gloomy.

"No, this is definitely not your idea. The Demon Ancestor Wutian has been coveting your demon body for a long time, and it is definitely not just as simple as being one with you."

Ye Chen sent the door of Xuanzun to the eyes of the Devil Emperor Zhetian, letting him keep it. He would rather not have the two Hongjun Qibaos in it than watch his good friends dissipate.

Zhetian Devil Emperor snorted coldly, as if unmoved, but his hands were in his sleeves, and his trembling fingers exposed his heart.