Chapter 683: Yang Chen disappeared

Chapter 683: The Disappearing Yang Chen
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, the demon emperor finally put down a hanging rock, and couldn't help but laugh: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen, you really have you. I finally know why the prince is trying so hard to win over. You, it seems that you, this fellow, are really surprising!"
Yang Chen smiled bitterly: "So you know it now?"
What Yang Chen pointed out was that the prince had won the opponent.
It's just that the Demon Emperor hadn't said it, so Yang Chen thought that the Demon Emperor didn't know, but the other party knew everything well and didn't bother to say it.
"You fellow." The Demon Emperor shook his head and said, "After all, the prince is my son. Of course I know his every move. It's just that sometimes, even though I know it, I don't want to say it clearly. Now that I think about it, if it was I, Speaking to stop him, maybe it won't cause today's big mistake!"
Speaking of this, the Demon Sovereign sighed suddenly, a little self-blame in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, what happened today is not what you hoped for, so please don't blame yourself." Chu Rou said softly.
"Yes, your majesty, you are probably the only one who can fight the prince now!" Yang Chen hugged his fists, and his eyes showed sincere expression: "Your Majesty, please!"
The Demon Emperor looked at Yang Chen deeply.
There was a deep meaning in his eyes.
"Yang Chen, you obviously have the strength to resist the prince, why don't you take action?" the Demon Emperor asked.
Yang Chen did not speak.
But there was a bit of wry smile in his eyes.
The Demon Emperor was silent, and did not ask Yang Chen again, but let a few imperial doctors join hands to help him up. The other party's face also showed a firm color, and said: "Well, since it is my son, let me make up for the mistake he committed! You guys, let me go!"
"Yes!"
Chu Rou and the others clasped fists, just followed the Demon Emperor and walked towards the center of the square.
Yang Chen also followed silently.
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Jingle bells!
The harsh metal humming sounded endlessly.
The Lord Longzhou has been beheaded by Elder Mo and others, and the other leaders have been subdued by everyone. Some of the remaining people are shrimp soldiers and crabs. Under the attack of strong men such as Mo Lao and Aru, the army was almost defeated, and the situation before him was very good.
But at this moment, no one can relax.
Because the Queen of Heaven and Prince Edward have not yet appeared!
The two had entered the field just now, and even though the battle in the square was almost at an end, the two still showed no signs of coming out.
Yang Chen stood quietly on the square.
Next to him was originally the ancestor statue of the demon god.
Unfortunately, this ancestor statue has become a pile of ruins and rubble.
And when Yang Chen approached the ruins of the ancestor statue, a strange voice suddenly rang from his ears: "I...people...I...bo..."
"Huh?" Yang Chen was slightly taken aback.
The voice was intermittent, and it sounded extremely weak, so Yang Chen did not hear clearly what it was. But he couldn't hear it wrong, there was indeed a voice just now.
"Yang Chen, what's the matter with you?" Chu Rou blinked and looked at him curiously.
"Nothing." Yang Chen shook his head and asked: "By the way, Miss Chu, have you heard any strange noises?"
"Voice? No." Chu Rou frowned. After listening carefully for a while, she shook her head.
Yang Chen didn't ask much.
He couldn't help but glance at the stone statue beside him.
However, it was okay not to look at it. Yang Chen was shocked when he saw it, and saw that the head of the demon ancestor statue was still intact. This head was facing Yang Chen, and the stone eyes seemed to be alive, staring at Yang Chen.
The head's mouth opened slightly, as if talking to Yang Chen.
"My successor..."
"Take my mantle..."
boom!
Hearing these eight words, Yang Chen's mind instantly roared, and instantly fell into a void.
A huge breath suddenly poured out from all directions of Yang Chen's body, enveloping his body. But this breath did not have any hostility. Instead, there was an elder's kindness to the younger ones, just like the palm of a father, gently stroking Yang Chen's head.
"Yeah!"
Chu Rou exclaimed.
She discovered that countless golden rays of light suddenly gushed out of the surface of Yang Chen's body. These red lights were similar in color to the totems of Xiaoyue and the Demon Emperor, but they were even more dazzling.
Under this ray of light, Chu Rou's eyes were stabbed a little bit painful.
However, this light only appeared for an instant, and it disappeared, as if it were Chu Rou's illusion.
At the next moment, Yang Chen suddenly sat down cross-legged.
He closed his eyes and meditated among the ruins.
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The Secret Realm of Ancestral Pool.
Within the nine-story demon tower, a figure suddenly stood up.
He seemed to feel something unbelievable. For the first time, his face that had been calm for thousands of years showed shock.
He was panting heavily, with cold sweat dripping on his forehead.
After a while, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shock.
With a voice that only oneself can hear, he muttered to himself in a low voice: "What's the matter with this breath...?"
"Could it be that the ancestor is back?"
He murmured, then shook his head, and muttered to himself: "It's impossible...The ancestor hasn't appeared for hundreds of thousands of years. How could it be possible to appear at this time?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."
Among the tower layers of the dim ground, the rapid murmur of this person constantly echoed.
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"Yeah!"
In the square, Chu Rou exclaimed again.
Because she found that Yang Chen, who was meditating, suddenly disappeared at some point. The whole person disappeared without a trace, and the ground beside him instantly became empty.
"Miss Chu." The Demon Emperor spoke, and said calmly: "Miss Chu doesn't have to panic. According to me, I'm afraid Yang Chen has something to do, so she left first."
"Oh." Chu Rou nodded, glanced deeply at the place where Yang Chen had stood beside her, and said nothing more.
The Demon Emperor also glanced.
He seemed to have guessed something, but it felt a little weird.
It's just that he didn't say it.
However, what both of them didn't notice was that at the moment when Yang Chen disappeared, together with the head of the ancestor statue, it also disappeared without a trace at this moment.
It was as if it had evaporated out of thin air.
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Click!
Above the clear sky, the space suddenly distorted violently, and cracks burst out in the space, like glass about to break. The next moment, with only a "bang", the space suddenly shattered into a hole, and then, a graceful figure fell out of the crack in the space.
Xiaoyue was covered with scars, and the original gorgeous golden dress was already in tatters at the moment, and her body was covered with scars and blood.
After Xiaoyue came out, the prince's figure also emerged from the crack. He stepped out a foot and landed firmly on the ground, standing beside Xiaoyue.
"Tsk tsk."
"Your Majesty, is your appearance really embarrassing?" The prince chuckled and said softly.