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Chapter 3210 Mo Xueming's invitation

When the Demon Emperor Chatian saw this scene, he frowned slightly. The northern and southern factions fought in such a battle, and the demon dragon clan was divided within and the Taoist dynasty could not be unified. How could he break the outside world and challenge the edge of the Emperor Yuan Palace?

Perhaps, it will take a year later that the two sides will fight again and Blood Dragon Kills will have the opportunity to unify their foundation.

"Sir Emperor, is it okay?"

Youyue flew over to the stage, wearing a black cheongsam like a butterfly, and her posture was quite graceful.

She helped the Blood Dragon up and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's fine to have a rest."

The blood dragon's face was slightly pale and his body was seriously injured, but fortunately, it did not hurt the foundation. As long as he was recuperating in the Yuhua Palace for a period of time and relying on the nourishment of the innate Yuhua Qi, he would definitely be cured.

"Senior Demon Emperor, you can stay."

The Blood Dragon looked at the Demon Emperor in the Sky. There was still one year left before the battle began.

During this year, the Yuhua Palace was dominated by the Southern Sect, so the Demon Emperor of the Heavens could naturally stay.

"Thank you."

The Demon Emperor of the Heaven who had always been serious also smiled a little at this time.

The war ended, and the disciples of the Southern and Northern Sects dispersed.

"Blood Dragon Emperor, I will learn your skills in a year."

Under the support of his left and right disciples, Mingyang Dragon Lord swayed down the ring. His eyes looked back at the Blood Dragon, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

He felt very regretful and very guilty in his heart when he failed to win this final battle.

It’s all my fault for underestimating the enemy!

What else to say about giving one hand is a joke!

If you use all your strength to suppress everything with the momentum of thunder, I think Blood Dragon is not your opponent.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world. The battle situation is decided at this moment. If you want to fight again, you can only wait a year later.

The Dragon Lord of Mingyang secretly made up his mind that he would never be so careless in a year.

The setback in this decisive battle is also a training that can improve your mood. Maybe after a year, he will have the chance to break through another realm!

Blood Dragon didn't say anything, and with Youyue's support, he returned to Yuhua Palace with the Demon Emperor of Zhatian.

"Senior Demon Emperor, you have practiced with peace of mind. With the nourishment of the innate feathering qi, you will definitely be able to recover from perfection." Blood Dragon said with a smile.

"I'm afraid not."

The Demon Emperor of the Heaven-Crossing Heaven shook his head solemnly and said, "The demons on my body are too heavy. Even if I pass into the Heavenly Palace, I cannot restore my perfection, and at most part of it."

"How can we recover completely?"

The Blood Dragon frowned and felt that the foundation of the Demon Emperor Bridge was seriously damaged.

"I don't know, but with the spiritual energy of the Yuhua Palace, I can at least impact the realm of the ancient god emperor. As for the realm of the heavenly gods, the legendary Holy Ancestor realm should not be able to enter in a short time."

The Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Covering Demon stood with his hands behind his back. He knew his own situation very well. With the care of the Yuhua Palace, he could at most impact the realm of the ancient god emperor. It was almost impossible to surpass the realm of the God Realm and reach the realm of the Holy Ancestor.

"Forget it, do our best and leave our will, let us do our best."

Blood Dragon comforted.

“That’s right.”

The Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Cover nodded, and immediately restrained his distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged with the Blood Dragon, and practiced silently in the Yuhua Palace.

...

At this time, the Kingdom of God and the Palace of Demon Subduing Demons.

"puff!"

Ye Chen vomited a mouthful of bright red blood!

His face was extremely pale!

He was already injured!

When the blood dragon was leveraged, he suddenly felt weak.

But Ye Chen never regretted it!

Even if part of the Zixiao Stone was wasted, he had no complaints!

"Borrowing my power, Blood Dragon should be fine, but I'm too weak now and need a rest."

"Continue to refine the Zixiao Stone."

Ye Chen's eyes were contemplating and began to continue to retreat and recover his qi and blood.

Saw!

However, at this moment, a blood-haunted flying sword flew down from the sky.

There is no murderous aura on this flying sword, but it has a familiar causal effect.

It is the causal aura of the Nether Palace!

bite!

The flying sword fell into the air and inserted it in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's face darkened, but he saw a letter on the flying sword, which was sent by Mo Xueming!

"Mo Xueming sent me a message to Flying Sword. What do he want to do?"

Ye Chen immediately opened the letter and took out the letter paper, but saw that it said, "Mo Xue Meditation invites him to the Nether Palace!"

"I actually want to invite me to the Nether Palace."

Ye Chen frowned, not knowing what conspiracy Mo Xueming had.

He is weak now. If he steps into the Nether Palace, Mo Xue Ming will definitely die.

But there was no murderous cause and effect on this flying sword, and Mo Xueming obviously did not want to kill anyone.

"What the hell do this guy want to do?"

Ye Chen couldn't figure it out, but since Mo Xueming personally sent a letter to invite him, he also wanted to go and have a look.

Ye Chen didn't hesitate at the moment, and directly tore the void and descended to the Nether Palace.

At the gate of Mingdian Mountain, a man in red robe stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by flying swords, and his breath was magnificent, which was Mo Xueming.

"Brother Ye is so arrogant that he actually visited my palace."

Mo Xueming narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Mo Xueming, what do you want to do if you invite me over?"

Ye Chen asked coldly, it was not that he dared to step into the palace, but because Mo Xueming's flying sword message did not have any murderous fluctuations. Since that was the case, he didn't mind talking.

"Ye Chen, you are so thrilling to resist the battle of the demons, and I am impressed."

"Just... there's one thing you've overlooked?"

"Not long ago, you offended the Heavenly Dao Palace. That time, Xuanyuan Moxie used his clone to kill you. Although he failed, he would definitely make a comeback in the future.

Once his injury is healed, do you think about the consequences? I heard that not long ago, Xuanyuan Moxie was healed in advance and came out of seclusion. Even if you can resist it, what about the people around you? Since ancient times, no one has been qualified to oppose the Heavenly Dao Palace, even if it is you, it will not work."

Mo Xueming pointed at Ye Chen, then pointed at himself, and smiled and said, "Your identity has been confirmed by the Heavenly Dao Palace. If you are in great danger, you should surrender to me, join the Palace of the Underworld, surrender to my command, cooperate with me, and I will protect you."

"I want me to defect to you?"

Ye Chen sneered 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, and his eyes turned, and he immediately penetrated the mist of the void. He saw a man with broken arms in the distant mountains and forests, regulating his breathing and healing his wounds.

The man with broken arms had a breath and a shadow of the tree, and he could not see any sound. His hidden means were obviously very clever.

"It's actually a Tianlang!"

Ye Chen was secretly surprised that this man with broken arms was actually Tianlang.

"He betrayed Xuanyuan Moxie and defected to Mo Xueming?"

Ye Chen was shocked and suspicious. You know, Tianlang was the subordinate of Xuanyuan Moxie, but he appeared in the Underworld Palace at this moment. Could it be that he had already betrayed?
Chapter completed!
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