Chapter 3987: Mo Xueming's invitation

Seeing this scene, the Devil Emperor Zhetian frowned slightly. The North and South factions fought like this, the demon dragon clan was divided, and the orthodoxy couldn't be unified. How could they crush the outside world and challenge the edge of the Emperor Yuan Palace?
Perhaps, after a year, the two sides will fight again, and the blood dragon will slay the Dark Sun Dragon Venerable, before there is a chance to unify the foundation.
"Master Emperor, are you okay?"
You Yue flew onto the stage, wearing a black cheongsam like a butterfly, with a graceful posture.
She helped up the blood dragon and asked with concern.
"It's okay, just rest for a while."
The blood dragon's face was slightly pale, and his internal injuries were quite serious, but fortunately he didn't hurt the foundation. As long as he was recuperating in the Feathering Palace for a period of time, relying on the nourishment of innate Feather Qi, he would definitely be able to heal.
"Senior Devil Emperor, you can stay."
The blood dragon glanced at the Demon Emperor Zhetian, and there was still a year before Bidou began.
This year, the Yuhua Palace was in charge of the Southern School, and the Devil Emperor Zhetian could naturally stay.
"Thanks a lot."
The Devil Emperor, who had always been unsmiling, also showed a slight smile at this time.
The war ended, and the disciples from the South and the North were scattered.
"Blood Dragon Emperor, one year later, I will learn and teach you your brilliant skills."
Under the support of his left and right disciples, Mingyang Longzun staggered down the ring. He looked back at the blood dragon with an extremely gloomy expression.
This time, he failed to win the battle. He regretted it and blamed himself very much.
I blame myself for underestimating the enemy!
Talking about making a hand is a joke!
If you use your full strength from the beginning, with the momentum of thunder, suppress everything, thinking that the blood dragon will not be your opponent.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a situation in the world. At this moment, the battle is set. If you want to fight again, you can only wait a year from now.
Mingyang Longzun secretly made up his mind, one year later, he would never be so careless.
The frustration of this decisive battle can be regarded as an experience, which can increase his mood. Maybe after a year, he has the opportunity to break through another realm!
The blood dragon didn't say anything. With You Yue's support, he returned to the Yuhua Palace with the Devil Emperor Zhitian.
"Senior Devil Emperor, you can cultivate with peace of mind. With the nourishment of your innate feathering qi, you will surely be able to recover to Consummation." The blood dragon smiled.
"I'm afraid not."
Zhetian Devil Emperor shook his head solemnly, and said: "My body is too evil, even if it is the Emperor Feathered Palace, it will not allow me to recover to Consummation, at most a part of it."
"Then how can I completely recover?"
The blood dragon's brows were tightly furrowed, and he felt that the foundation of the Devil Emperor Zhitian was seriously damaged.
"I don't know, but relying on the aura of the Yuhua Palace, I can at least impact the realm of the ancient emperor. As for the heavenly realm, the legendary holy ancestor realm, it should be impossible for me to step into it in a short time."
Zhetian Devil Emperor stood with his hand, he was very clear about his own situation, relying on Yuhua Palace's recuperation, can at most impact the realm of the ancient emperor, it is almost impossible to surpass the heavenly realm and reach the holy ancestor realm.
"Fine, do everything, let us do our best."
The blood dragon said with relief.
"Just so."
Zhetian Devil Emperor nodded, curbed his distracting thoughts, and sat down cross-legged with the blood dragon, practicing silently in the Yuhua Palace.
...
At this time, the Kingdom of God, Fu Mo Temple.
"puff!"
Ye Chen spits out a mouthful of blushing blood!
His face was pale to the extreme!
He is already injured!
Leveraged by the blood dragon again, he suddenly felt weak.
But Ye Chen never regretted it!
Even if a part of the Zixiao Stone was wasted, he didn't have any complaints!
"With borrowed my power, the blood dragon should be fine, but I am too weak now and need a rest."
"Continue to refine the Zixiao Stone."
Ye Chen stared in contemplation, and continued to retreat to recover Qi and blood.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
However, at this moment, a flying sword flew down from the sky.
On this flying sword, there is no murderous intent, but there is a familiar cause and effect.
It is the causal aura of the Hades!
Ding!
Feijian fell in the air and inserted in front of Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's face sank, but he saw a letter on Feijian, which was sent by Mo Xueming!
"Mo Xueming sent me a letter from Feijian, what does he want to do?"
Ye Chen opened the letter immediately, took out the letterhead, but saw that it was written on the letterhead, Mo Xueming wanted to invite him to the Hall of the Underworld!
"You actually want to invite me to the Underworld."
Ye Chen frowned, wondering what Mo Xueming had conspired.
He is now weak, and if Mo Xueming moves a killer if he steps into the Nether Palace, he will undoubtedly die.
But there was no murderous causality on this flying sword, and Mo Xueming obviously didn't want to kill.
"What does this guy want to do?"
Ye Chen couldn't understand, but since Mo Xueming personally sent an invitation, he also wanted to see it.
Right now, Ye Chen didn't hesitate, tore the void directly, and descended to the Nether Palace.
At the gate of the Ming Palace, a man in a red robe stood upright with his hand, surrounded by a flying sword, with a breathtaking breath, it was Mo Xueming.
"Brother Ye is so bold, he really drove to our hall."
Mo Xueming squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, his eyes full of appreciation.
"Mo Xueming, what do you want to do if you invite me over?"
Ye Chen asked in a cold voice. It was not reckless that he dared to step into the Hall of the Netherworld, but because there was indeed no murderous fluctuation in Mo Xueming's Flying Sword's message. In that case, he didn't mind coming to talk.
"Ye Chen, you are thrilling to resist the battle against the demon, and I admire it with all my heart."
"It's just... is there one thing you overlooked?"
"Not long ago, you offended Tiandao Palace. That time, Xuanyuan Moxie used a clone to kill you. Although he failed, he will definitely make a comeback in the future.
Once his injury is healed, have you thought about the consequences? I heard that not long ago, Xuanyuan Moxie was healed and exited in advance. Even if you can resist it, what about the people around you? Since ancient times, no one has the right to fight against Heavenly Dao Palace, not even you. "
Mo Xueming pointed at Ye Chen, then pointed at himself, and smiled: "Your identity has been determined by the Heavenly Dao Palace. You are in great danger. Take refuge in me, join the Hades, take refuge in my subordinates, and me. Cooperation, I will protect you."
"Want me to take refuge in you?"
Ye Chen sneered ~EbookFREE.me~ and was about to refuse, but suddenly he noticed a strange fluctuation.
There are still people hiding near this mountain gate!
Ye Chen remained silent, his eyes turned, and he immediately penetrated the void and mist, and saw a man with a broken arm in the mountains and forests in the distance, adjusting his breath and healing his injuries.
The man with the broken arm, his whole body aura merged with the shadow of the tree, and there was no sound. The means of concealment were obviously very clever.
"It's actually Sirius!"
Ye Chen was surprised secretly, this man with a broken arm was actually a Sirius.
"He betrayed Xuanyuan Moxie and turned to Mo Xueming?"
Ye Chen was frightened. You must know that Heavenly Wolf was Xuanyuan Moxie's subordinate, but he appeared in the Underworld at this moment. Could he have rebelled?
"He has the cause and effect of the Devil Emperor, what's the matter?"
(End of this chapter)