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Chapter 949

Next to the Blood Pool, there were five immortal-level masters, all above the fifth level of the fairy-level heaven. There were two more, who had actually reached the eighth level of the Immortal Tortoise, and they were already half a step quasi-emperor! None of them was weaker than Lu Ling! At this time, facing this group of immortal-level masters, Ye Wushuang's cultivation level that had just broken through was obviously not enough.

The difference in strength is so great.

Chen Ye was only the seventh level of the Immortal Emperor. Moreover, according to himself, he had been trapped in this realm for nearly fifty years and had no progress in the past fifty years.

This means that Chen Ye was almost like this in his life, and there was no possibility of breaking through to a higher level.

One of the people in the Eighth Heaven of the Immortal Tortoise, named Shi Kun, saw a few people coming, and suddenly burst into laughter and said, "I'm worried that there are no blood sacrifices. We have already killed two companions. Since you are here, let's go in!"

Shi Kun raised his hand and grabbed Yan Ye. The speed was so fast that Ye Wushuang couldn't hold it at all. He immediately ran over to save Yan Ye.

Yan Ye had no time to display any cultivation, so he was slapped in the back by Shi Kun and flew straight towards the blood pool.

Ye Wushuang was extremely angry! This group of people was simply unreasonable! Ye Wushuang had no idea why, but he actually rose into the air! Everyone looked at Ye Wushuang in surprise, even the group of fairy-level masters were extremely surprised.

This tomb is the inner world of the ancient emperor. In this space, all the rules are decided by the ancient emperor who died for eternity. He said that he could not fly, that is, he could not fly.

However, no one would have thought that Ye Wushuang, a cultivator who had just entered the realm of the Immortal Emperor, could fly?

Even the two people from the Eighth Heaven of the Immortal Spirit looked at Ye Wushuang in surprise.

Those who can break the inner world rules of the emperor-level masters are definitely at the level of quasi-emperor.

How did Ye Wushuang do it?

In fact, even Ye Wushuang himself couldn't answer this question.

Indeed, everyone in the audience was shocked, and the most shocked one was Ye Wushuang himself.

He was just ambition to save Yan and was anxious. As for how he flew up, he himself didn't know.

However, when Ye Wushuang pulled Yan Ye back, a huge demonic energy burst out from Ye Wushuang's body and instantly swept across the entire inner palace.

It was the familiar demonic energy again, and Ye Wushuang finally understood how he flew up at this moment.

"The Demon Sutra of Soul-Leaving."

Ye Wushuang murmured the name of this technique, silently recited a mantra in his heart. The moment he hugged Lu Ling and landed, he suddenly turned his head and raised his hand to the immortal masters.

A demonic force surged out of his body. The demonic force, wrapped in strong wind and thunder, instantly knocked two fairy-level masters into the blood pool.

The blood pool seemed very evil. The two masters of the fifth level of the fairy spirit could not break free from the blood pool.

In fact, before Ye Wushuang and the others arrived, three fairy-level masters at the fifth level of the fairy-spirited realm were pushed down from the blood pool.

This group of immortal-level masters are the subordinates of Prince Yan Chifei, Dayan.

They came to find the ancient emperor's immortal scriptures. Although no one knew who the ancient emperor's surname was, there was a legend circulating.

Legend has it that the magical power created by this ancient emperor can break through the shackles and return to the Nine Netherworlds.

I guess this is what the first generation said from Jiuyou and came to hell.

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds.

A lie a thousand times becomes the truth.

And that so-called immortal scripture is right in front of you at this moment.

When Ye Wushuang flew to save Yan Ye, he had already discovered the name of the immortal scripture - "Yuntai Lu".

Of course, Ye Wushuang didn't know about this "Yuntai Lu", and he had never heard of it.

Ye Wushuang went to the tomb this time to find the divine ruler of time and space.

But at this moment, I didn’t see the divine ruler of time and space at all, but only saw an immortal scripture called "Yuntailu".

Ye Wushuang already regrets coming.

He almost paid Yan Ye in.

If Yan Ye really dies.

How should he go back and explain to Yan Yuanjiu?

Moreover, the fairy-level masters in front of them have such bad behaviors. God knows what to face next?

Not only did they disrespect their ancestors, they wanted to destroy and destroy the ancient imperial tombs, and even their lives were forcibly killed by them.

This blood pool is insurmountable because no one can break the laws of the ancient emperor's inner world and fly in the air, so they cannot get through.

The only way is to sacrifice blood.

However, when they were in the tomb, they did not expect that the ancient emperor would have such a way to prevent future generations from stealing the immortal scriptures. They thought that they could easily obtain the immortal scriptures by relying on the suppression of great magic power. Therefore, they did not bring three animals to sacrifice. In desperation, they had to use the lives of their companions to perform blood sacrifices.

The two slightly weaker immortal kings were first pushed down from the blood pool and became part of the sacrifice and nutrients of the blood pool. However, how could this huge blood pool be tributed with such a little blood?

Just as the remaining five masters of the fifth level of the immortal spirit were in a stalemate, the two masters of the eighth level of the immortal spirit were about to push the three immortal kings down, they suddenly broke in Ye Wushuang and the others.

Now, the opinions of the five immortal kings were surprisingly unified, and Yan Chifei could see at a glance that Yan Ye’s identity was the prince of the King of Qi.

It was just right to take this opportunity to kill a force of the same sect.

Why not do it?

No one expected that Ye Wushuang, who had just entered the realm of the Immortal Emperor, could break the laws of heaven and earth in the ancient emperor, and could fly here in the air, fly directly, and save Yan Ye. This was simply slapping him in the face.

He has lived for more than four thousand years and has been a powerful figure in hell for thousands of years. Not to mention that he is invincible in the world, but at least in hell, it has been a rare rival for many years.

He is even a noble prince.

He was the seventeenth prince of Emperor Yan back then.

But this boy who has just entered the realm of the Immortal Emperor has such ability?

For the first time in years, he noticed the threat.

The moment Yan Chifei saw Ye Wushuang flying up, he had already made up his mind to kill Ye Wushuang. Otherwise, once Ye Wushuang grows up, he will definitely be a strong enemy.

He is the eighth level of immortal spirit, and he is already a half-step quasi-emperor. He will never allow any changes at this time. Once he becomes a quasi-emperor, he can retake Meng Chan and reappear the divine power of the Dayan Dynasty! Ye Wushuang cannot know Yan Chifei's inner drama, let alone know that he has to save Yan Ye.

After Yan Ye was rescued by Ye Wushuang, he immediately looked at Yan Chifei.
Chapter completed!
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