The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 7148: Soul Seed

The world’s peak powerhouse is so terrifying, just a few words can trigger such a majestic vision.

The two of them were fighting here, and after being stunned for a moment, the Demon Emperor Zhetian gritted his teeth under the urging of Ye Chen’s eyes, and immediately left the land.

After the Heavenly Demon Emperor left, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Now there are no worries, you can let go and fight!

“Bold!”

Mozu Wutian’s eyes changed instantly.

He could only watch as his container was abducted.

But as a former emperor, the absolute king, he would not allow this to happen before his eyes!

“Jiuyoutian devil palm!”

The Demon Ancestor Wutian summoned a dark and powerful divine palm, descending from the far sky, with the majesty of the heavens, like the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms, unstoppable!

The power of Jiuyou under his control can be said to be boundless and unparalleled in the past!

The endless secluded demonic energy burst out, overwhelming the sky, covering all the void areas, and even penetrated deep into the space, trying to stop the Heaven-Covering Devil Emperor.

But how could Ren Feifei let him succeed?

I saw the mysterious giant whale leap up and separate thousands of illusory lightsabers!

Those lightsabers are the invincible sword intent separated by Ren Feihan, and they pierced through the entire wasteland.

Even in the face of the Nine Nether Demonic Qi, I am not afraid at all!

When the two powerhouses were at a stalemate, Ye Chen bit the blood on the tip of his tongue and sent it to the Demon Emperor.

“It’s now!”

Marven Ye shouted in a deep voice.

The power of his reincarnation bloodline burst out in an instant, enough to destroy all void restrictions.

Like a shooting star, the lightsaber rose from the sky.

The Demon Ancestor Wutian was once the second-in-command of Tianwu Xianmen, second only to the old master in terms of strength and status.

The method he used was naturally the supreme martial art of the old days.

The two collided, causing the entire world to change color.

It was at this time that the Demon Emperor Choutian used Ye Chen’s reincarnation blood to pass through the void and break all the taboos.

The booming sound of the rumbling sound can be heard incessantly.

Seeing that the Demon Emperor covering the sky successfully escaped, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

His bloodline had an effect, and it was naturally him who suffered the backlash. At this time, he was turbulent in the void, and several wounds were cut open, and the seriousness was deep in the bones.

With a wave of Ye Chen’s hand, the repairing power of the Bagua Pill Furnace slowly covered his wound.

And the flesh and blood gradually recovered and became shiny.

In the depths of the sky, the Demon Ancestor Wutian had already sensed that the Heaven-covering Demon Emperor had escaped from this place, and was immediately furious.

The Demon Ancestor was so angry that even the main altar of the Old Days Alliance was trembling!

“Let’s take people away! I’ve only shared one spiritual thought over here, and I can’t support it for too long. If the demon ancestor appears without his innocence, this spiritual thought can’t protect you!”

Ren Feifan reminded loudly that the fragments of the divine pattern in his body suddenly burst out and turned into a mask, protecting Ye Chen and others.

“There is no heaven for demon ancestors, don’t be obsessed anymore, the old era should not exist, even if it is not replaced by Wanxu, there will be other forces to replace it!”

Ren Feifei’s words were like the sky, the thunder sounded through the sky, and the words were very ruthless, stinging the hearts of many people.

However, the powerhouses of the Old Japan Alliance could not refute them. Some of them, as the last batch of warriors in the old days, were no longer the glory of the past, but they still retained hope.

Where does hope come from? Nobody knows.

The Alliance of the Old Days seems to be the king and hegemon in the dark forbidden sea, but in fact it is just a small place curled up in the heavens and the world.

It’s more than 108,000 miles away from the Myriad Void Temple that rules the world.

Such a statement made many members of the Old Japan Alliance annoyed.

It was at this time that the monstrous waves brought by the giant whale tree had taken away part of the allied forces of the alliance.

But there is still a part that was killed by several demon generals, which has already caused irreparable losses.

When the monstrous waves receded, the main altar of the entire Old Age Alliance returned to peace.

There were casualties on both sides. In addition to the Devil Emperor who was rescued, there were also many alliance troops who were permanently left here.

Several generals led the subordinates of the Old Days Alliance, looting weapons and treasures from those people.

The loss is irreversible and can only be made up by capturing some loot.

From a practical point of view, the Old Japan Alliance lost all of this battle.

I lost in Ye Chen’s raid, I lost in Wutian’s retreat, I lost in Ren Fei’s intervention, and I lost in a momentum that belongs to Samsara alone.

The indomitable potential, such as Ye Chen’s Martial Ancestor Dao Xin and Ling Xiao’s Wu Yi.

In the void, the black mist filled the air, and the clone of Demon Ancestor Wutian was still in it, standing there for a long time.

The other subordinates of the Old Days Alliance did not dare to move, for fear of being angered by the demon ancestor Wutian.

But after a while, the shadow of the void left by Mozu Wutian gradually dissipated, and the people present finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the underground cave dwelling tens of thousands of miles away, the real body of Demon Ancestor Wutian is in extremely frozen ice, and the frost that has not melted in ten thousand years provides it with a slight chill.

Mozu Wutian’s eyes slowly opened, and the flowers of frost continued to circulate, majestic and captivating.

“Devil Emperor, do you really think you can escape my palm? Impossible!”

Mozu Wutian sneered flatly.

There is a shadow in the dark, walking slowly.

Looking carefully, it turned out to be the appearance of Demon Ancestor Wutian, and this shadow did not have the slightest vitality at this time. On his head, there was a black and pure bead.