Chapter 4317: Is there another Mingzhu?

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Old Shuo was transformed by the powerful bone dragon in the secret realm of Youwang.
Ye Chen's eyes sank, no longer hesitating, and directly awakened Shuo Lao!
Not long after, a weak and ancient voice sounded: "Boy, what are you doing to wake me up at this time?"
Ye Chen opened the mouth and said: "I need to enter the half-dark land immediately."
Ye Chen had no choice!
If this rebirth of the soul reappears, he may fall into a situation where he will never recover!
When the time comes, who will save the eternal holy king, who will solve the matter of China, and who will awaken the lost Xiao Shuihan?
Who is going to fight against those superiors and complete the layout of the Lord of Reincarnation!
Right now, the half-dark land is the top priority!
Old Shuo glanced at Ye Chen and was slightly startled. He thought that Ye Chen was still in the Saint Ancestral Realm, but now he is in the Third Layer of Heaven Patching Realm!
The true strength should at least reach the early stage of Siyuan.
And Ye Chen's so weak appearance, I'm afraid this half-dark land has something to do with life and death.
It can be said that the old man is tied to the same boat with Ye Chen, and Ye Chen must not have an accident.
"According to the timeline, the entrance of that half-dark land should be almost weakened a bit, plus your strength, you should barely enter."
"Since you ask so, follow my instructions."
"You should know the location of the Youwang Secret Realm."
"Go back first!"
Ye Chen's eyes flickered resolutely, and nodded: "Okay!"
...
At this time, in the heaven.
The few surviving Heavenly Prisoners looked at the corpses all over the ground, still deeply shocked.
Ye Chen, incarnate as the master of the immortal Dao, was as powerful as a prison, completely crushing their fighting spirit.
"Why is that kid's supernatural powers so similar to Xiao Shuihan's Heavenly Devil Sword Qi?"
"Yesterday, Xiao Shuihan's devilish energy erupted. He chased and killed the remaining participants of the ceremony and returned to the mountain gate. If it weren't for the Lord God Emperor's attack, I am afraid that the entire prison spirit pavilion would be slaughtered by him."
"It's terrible. Yesterday Xiao Shuihan was really devilish, and he was invincible!"
"Strange, that kid's supernatural powers and majestic aura are completely different from Xiao Shuihan's sword aura of the Heavenly Demon, but I feel that this fairy and a demon have the grandeur that dominates the world, and the source is the same.
"Go back and report to Lord God Emperor, this matter is definitely not easy!"
Several people were discussing one after another, and gradually walked out of fear, realizing that things were not easy, and hurriedly returned to the prison spirit pavilion.
It turned out that yesterday Xiao Shuihan incarnate as the ruler of the heavenly devil, chasing and killing all the way, actually smashed to the gate of the prison pavilion, and was finally suppressed by the heavenly prison emperor, crushing all the devilish energy in his body.
The current Xiao Shuihan had regained his spiritual wisdom and was kneeling in front of the Heavenly Hell God Emperor in the God Emperor's attic of the Prison Spirit Pavilion.
The phantom of the Heavenly Prison God Emperor, floating and standing, was obviously much thinner than yesterday.
He suppressed Xiao Shuihan's devilish energy, and then took action to strengthen the laws of hell, which took a huge effort.
"Shui Han, do you remember? That young man named Ye Chen, who on earth is you?"
The Heavenly Prison God Emperor looked at Xiao Shuihan and asked slowly.
"I... I don't know."
Xiao Shuihan was holding his head, his face was painful, but he couldn't remember.
He is incarnate as the ruler of the demon. If the demon energy dissipates automatically under normal circumstances, his intelligence will not be damaged, and his consciousness can be fully restored.
But the problem was that the Heavenly Prison God Emperor forced a shot yesterday, crushing his devilish energy, causing him to wake up early, the soul was severely impacted, and many memories were lost.
"Yesterday, Ye Chen also came to me and said that he wanted to see you. The relationship between you and him is absolutely extraordinary."
"In the prison pavilion, the disciple I value most is you."
"I'm getting old, the head of the Prison Spirit Pavilion will be passed on to you sooner or later."
"In the past tens of thousands of years, I have treated you very well, but you said you have another master, and you will leave sooner or later."
"That Ye Chen, was it someone sent by your master? He wanted to take you away, didn't he? You said that one day, gods and men from the sky will come and take you out of the sea of ​​suffering, my prison spirit pavilion’s eternal heritage, There is a figure of a superior behind, why is it a sea of ​​suffering?"
"I admire your loyalty, but I have spent so much effort in nurturing you. You can't just leave me. At least, you have to solve the trouble for me."
The tone of the Heavenly Prison God Emperor was tired, lonely, and even a hint of... grievance.
He liked Xiao Shuihan too much, and Xiao Shuihan's aptitude, talent and determination made him see his youthful figure.
If possible, he would like to teach Xiao Shuihan the foundation of the Prison Spirit Pavilion.
In this way, even if he died, Xiao Shuihan could take his last wish to make up for his regrets.
However, Xiao Shuihan is in charge.
This point, tens of thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Prison God Emperor knew.
Xiao Shuihan has another master, loyal and will not abandon, and the Heavenly Hell God Emperor also appreciates it very much.
But the problem is that he spent so much effort to train Xiao Shuihan as a dark saint in the of heaven, he must not let Xiao Shuihan leave without saying a word.
Otherwise he will lose too much!
Now, the Heavenly Prison God Emperor only thought that Ye Chen, a subordinate sent by Xiao Shuihan's old master, wanted to take Xiao Shuihan away.
He never expected that Ye Chen was actually Xiao Shuihan's old master!
After all, Ye Chen's cultivation base was still too low, and he didn't arouse too many guesses about the Heavenly Prison God Emperor.
"Tell me, who is Ye Chen, who is your old master, and what kind of grudges do you and Xuan Jiyue have?"
"Also, yesterday you incarnate as the ruler of the heavenly devil, where did you learn such supernatural powers against the sky? Who taught you, your old master?"
The Heavenly Prison God Emperor repeatedly questioned, he couldn't just watch Xiao Shuihan leave him.
"My Lord God Emperor, I... I really can't remember anything."
Xiao Shuihan looked pained and his head was severely painful. As soon as he heard Ye Chen's name, he felt that a sharp knife was interspersed in his head, and his consciousness was almost crushed.
"Hey, it seems that the shock that your soul has suffered is really not light, it's because I started it hard."
The Heavenly Prison God Emperor regretted it for a while. Yesterday Xiao Shuihan fell into the evil spirit ~EbookFREE.me~ and killed the gate of the prison spirit pavilion, and the entire prison spirit pavilion was at stake.
In an emergency, he put down a heavy hand to completely crush Xiao Shuihan's devilish energy, not only resuscitating Xiao Shuihan early, but also severely injuring his soul, causing a shock of consciousness.
"Report!"
At this moment, a disciple of the prison spirit pavilion lowered his head, ran in quickly, whispered to the heavenly prison emperor, and made it clear that he besieged Ye Chen, and was finally ruled by Ye Chen incarnation of the immortal Dao. .
"The kid ran away?"
The Heavenly Prison God Emperor's face sank, his eyes furious.
"Subordinates are incompetent, please be kind to God Emperor!"
The disciple knelt on the ground, shivering.
"A bunch of trash, what use do I keep you?"
The Heavenly Prison God Emperor was furious, and with a wave of his palm, a majestic force smashed down. The disciple's body burst and turned into a blood mist. He was swallowed by him on the spot, leaving no dross left.