The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 20: Zhen Xiong Suffered
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Yangjian, Central Northeast Continent!
In a territory and plain, countless demon flying freely.
There was a violent sound of the piano, as if cao controlled the heavenly demons, the heavenly demons were enveloped, and hundreds of thousands of repairers were anxious.
“Ah!”
“How could it be a demon?”
“Witch Meng, Oriental God teaches Witch Meng.”
“Meng Witch?”
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There was fear in the surrounding area, and the demon swooped down one by one, heading straight for hundreds of thousands of repairers.
And on the top of a mountain not far away, there is a woman in white wearing a veil, stroking the guqin, and on the guqin, it seems to shoot out a series of transparent thin lines, connected with countless demon, directing the demon to charge and kill Countless cultivators left.
Behind the white-robed woman, stood a white-robed man, holding the feather fan in his hand, shaking it gently, and seeing the chaos of the battlefield.
The man in the white robe is the commander of the Fourth Army of Dazhen, Meng Wenruo!
The person who plays the piano is his sister, Meng Rongrong!
The two brothers and sisters also have a large number of troops behind them, but none of these troops have moved, looking at them with great admiration.
“Huh!” “Huh!”
Countless demon appearing out of thin air, quickly rushing to the opposing enemy.
“Ah!”
Amidst the screaming, one by one was taken into the body by the heavenly demons, and quickly, like a sculpture, was extremely moving. The heavenly demon enters the body and resists with his mind, and he dared not move at all. Once he moves, it disturbs his mind, he will take advantage of the heavenly demon and become insane.
“Ding!”
The sound of the piano stopped.
Meng Wenruo pointed at the feather fan in his hand: “Go ahead, catch all!”
“Yes!” The soldiers behind him promised.
“Little girl, your piano sound is getting more and more subtle. Can the demon of the demon world be controlled by you?” Meng Wenruo smiled.
“Brother, why did you come to me today? The eastern territory expands outwards. I am responsible for the first army. Aren’t you in charge of the first army?” Meng Rongrong frowned.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Wenruo said with a solemn expression: “A distinguished guest is here, he wants to see you!”
“Guest?” Meng Rongrong raised her brow.
Meng Wenruo nodded.
“I don’t want to see him!” Meng Rongrong refused.
Meng Wenruo said bitterly: “Little girl, I am caught between you, it is also very uncomfortable! Why are you doing this?”
Meng Rongrong looked complicated.
After a while, he said: “Where is he? I’ll see him!”
“In my palace!” Meng Wenruo smiled slightly.
“Yeah!” Meng Rongrong walked towards the palace not far away with the piano on her back.
Meng Rongrong stepped into the hall, Meng Wenruo gently shook the feather fan and sighed slightly.
In turn, Meng Wenruo looked at the battlefield in the distance, and the Oriental Theology expanded its territory. There were countless Confucianists inside, and he was also very good at planning. Just like Meng Wenruo, he used soldiers to be unpredictable.
And Meng Rongrong is even more invincible with the sound of the piano.
When Meng Wenruo looked at the battlefield, two figures were standing in the distance, in a forest.
One in white, with a fuzzy face, is a saint.
The other one, who looks like a great enemy of the past, Zhen Xiong!
Zhen Xiong, the former father-in-law of Yan Chuan, killed his daughter, and later worshipped Dark Guiguzi as his teacher. A few years ago, Xianyang pretended to be Yan Chuan, causing Zi Zi to be injured, Zhen Xiong’s body, his body has been banned by Yan Chuan. Kill, before you refining the body exactly like the queen of the beast.
“Gongyangzi, is that woman?” Zhen Xiong said solemnly.
Sage Gong Yangzi nodded and said: “Presumably you are also familiar with Dazhen. Meng Rongrong and Yan Chuan have a lot of entanglements. Yan Chuan also cares very much, and even sent a legion commander to protect him.”
“If you want to use Meng Rongrong to threaten Yan Chuan, you can go by yourself. With your sage’s strength, you can take Meng Rongrong with a flick of your sleeves. Why bother?” Zhen Xiong said in a deep voice.
“Meng Rongrong is ultimately a disciple of the Eastern Gods. If I take action, the Eastern Unbeaten will not let it go. Secondly, my Ram family can’t touch anything related to Yan Chuan. You should understand, I don’t want to touch it!” Gong Yangzi shook his head.
“Are you worried, I’ll be fine?” Zhen Xiong said solemnly.
“Your ability, I don’t know, who made you go like this? Just trick Meng Rongrong out. Don’t worry, I’m ready to deal with Yan Chuan. Besides you, I’ve invited Other Yan Chuan enemies!” Gong Yangzi said solemnly.
Zhen Xiong stared at Gong Yangzi, and finally nodded and said: “Also, you can contact other people as soon as possible!”
“They are nearby, watching you!” Gong Yangzi laughed.
Zhen Xiong nodded.
I saw that Zhen Xiong’s figure was distorted, and gradually, Zhen Xiong’s appearance changed again to the appearance of Yan Chuan.
“It’s exactly the same, it’s exactly the same, just this breath, it’s all the same!” Gong Yangzi exclaimed.
“Gongyangzi!” ‘Yan Chuan’ snorted coldly.
The ram suddenly became nervous. Then he reacted: “Hahaha, like, no, yes!”
‘Yan Chuan’ nodded, and flew out of the mountains and forests and flew towards the distant battlefield.
In the distance, Meng Wenruo shook his feather fan and looked at the battlefield, and suddenly saw a figure flying in the distance.
“Stop!” Countless soldiers suddenly shouted.
“Holy King?” Meng Wenruo’s eyes suddenly widened.
Turning back to look at the palace behind him. Then he looked at the ‘Yan Chuan’ flying in the distance again.
“Stop, do everything!” Meng Wenruo waved his feather fan.
In the distance, ‘Yan Chuan’ came to the front in a blink of an eye.
“I have seen the Holy King!” Meng Wenruo solemnly said.
“Wen Ruo, is Rong Rong here?”‘Yan Chuan’ said solemnly.
“Now, later, Saint King, I’ll call Rongrong out!” Meng Wenruo solemnly said.
“Hmm!” “Yan Chuan” nodded.
Meng Wenruo immediately walked towards the palace not far away.
With a knock, Meng Wenruo stepped into the hall.
In the hall.
Meng Rongrong was sitting face to face with a man, Meng Rongrong looked a little complicated, and looked at the man opposite with a little bitterness.
The man is not someone else, but Yan Chuan. The real Yanchuan.
“Brother, what’s the matter?” Meng Rongrong asked in confusion.
Meng Wenruo smiled bitterly and said: “A’Holy King’ came outside and said he wanted to see you!”
“Oh?” Meng Rongrong said blankly.
Zhen Xiong didn’t wait long, not far from the palace entrance, Meng Wenruo and Meng Rongrong stepped out again.
Seeing Meng Rongrong, Zhen Xiong’s face is happy.
“Rongrong!” ‘Yan Chuan’ smiled.
“Yan Chuan?” Meng Rongrong frowned.
“It’s me, are you still angry?” “Yan Chuan” said softly.
Meng Rongrong did not speak.
“I have something to tell you, come with me!” Yan Chuan took a deep breath.
Meng Rongrong shook her head.
“What’s wrong?” ‘Yan Chuan’ frowned.
Meng Rongrong took a deep breath and said, “Is it useful to say so much? Can you give me what I want?”
Meng Wenruo looked at his sister curiously.
In the hall behind him, Yan Chuan really smiled bitterly, because Yan Chuan understood that Meng Rongrong had said this to himself.
“Why can’t you give it? I will give you what you want!” ‘Yan Chuan’ said immediately.
Meng Rongrong looked at ‘Yan Chuan’ opposite, but sighed slightly.
“Sigh what? Don’t you believe me?”‘Yan Chuan’ frowned.
Meng Rongrong was silent for a while. Meng Wenruo was also silent.
Suddenly, “Yan Chuan” found that the attitude of the two in front of him was extremely strange.
“Meng Wenruo, are you going to betray Dazhen?”‘Yan Chuan’ said solemnly.
“Never before!” Meng Wenruo shook his head.
Never have it? As’Yan Chuan’ frowned, there was a sound of footsteps in the hall behind Meng Wenruo, and then a figure stepped out of the hall.
As soon as he stepped out of the hall, countless soldiers around him stared.
Yan Chuan? Why is it another one?
In the distance, in the mountains and forests, Gong Yangzi suddenly exclaimed: “What? Yan Chuan? Why is he here?”
In turn, Gong Yangzi was suddenly overjoyed: “Haha, this is a self-inflicted trap!”
Zhen Xiong’s expression also changed: “You, you, you, why are you here?”
“Throughout, not again, Zhen Xiong, I have been waiting for you for a long time!” Yan Chuan’s face sank.
“Not good!” Zhen Xiong turned around and ran away when his face changed drastically.
“Huh!” Yan Chuan rushed out instantly.
“Yangyangzi, save me!” Zhen Xiong shouted into the distance.
In the distance, the ramzi stepped out, and a huge sacred breath burst out. The powerful breath suppressed it, and countless soldiers all around suddenly retreated a few steps.
As soon as the holy breath came out, Zhen Xiong’s face was overjoyed, and he rushed away.
“Humph!” Yan Chuan snorted coldly.
Suddenly countless blood mist surrounds his body.
“Wow!”
The vast sea of blood exploded.
In a blink of an eye, I passed Zhen Xiong.
“Yan Chuan, stop!” Gong Yangzi yelled, and grabbed it.
The saint’s palm reached the sea of blood in an instant, and he was about to explore his hands to rescue Zhen Xiong.
“There is no chance!” Yan Chuan said coldly.
While speaking, a copper coffin for a burial in the sky suddenly floated out of the sea of blood.
“Hulong!”
A huge suction force suddenly sucked Zhen Xiong into it.
“Boom!”
The palm of the saint hit the sea of blood, but Zhen Xiong has disappeared–
Underworld, Daqin City.
“Marina!”
Zombie Yan Chuan’s copper coffin buried in the sky suddenly appeared of Zhen Xiong.
“No, no!” Zhen Xiong looked at the gloomy surroundings, immediately knew the situation, and shouted in despair.
Zombie Yan Chuan smiled coldly and said: “I knew today, why bother, the same tricks didn’t work anymore!”
Dazhen and a group of generals stood around, Zhen Xiong was trapped in them——
Yang Jian.
“Boom!” Ramzi’s palm hit the sea of blood, and the sea of blood churned.
However, this palm is not very powerful, and Yan Chuan didn’t care.
Turning his head, a blood-haired Yan Chuan coldly looked at the ram in the sky.
Gong Yangzi looked at Yan Chuan, and did not take the first shot, but shouted: “Everyone, Yan Chuan has arrived, hasn’t he shown up yet?”
“Om!” “Om!”
Two dazzling white beams of light fell from the sky.
Among the beams of light, there was a figure standing on each side, an aura that was not weaker than that of a ramzi radiated out, and countless cultivators immediately retreated.
“Sage Wu Tian, Saint Tianjizi?” Yan Chuan said coldly in his eyes.
Three saints surrounded Yan Chuan in the center.
“Yan Chuan!” Meng Rongrong suddenly appeared worried, and the previous holdover suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were full of panic.