"Will you die?" The Queen of Nanhuang looked at the Ling Emperor, her voice trembled a little. She was afraid of hearing the Ling Emperor's result, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Silly child, I'm dead, but this time I'm really leaving, but I'll have no regrets if I can see you still hope before I die." Emperor Ling came over and rubbed the head of the Nanhuang Empress. His smile was very kind and kind.

Just like a father.

The eyes of the Nanhuang Empress turned red and tears fell into tears.

"I don't want you to disappear."

Emperor Ling smiled, "God's will cannot be disobeyed. After I leave, let Xiao Chen accompany you. It's finally successful for so many years. You must live well."

The Queen of Nanhuang stood there and choked.

On the other hand, the net transformed into the little cutie's body. The little cutie's eyes opened, and his eyes flashed with brilliance, which was extremely dazzling.

"Thank you, senior."

The little cutie looked at the Spirit Emperor with a sincere expression.

"Well, it won't appear in a short time. You can practice with peace of mind at least before the holy realm." As soon as these words came out, the little cutie and the romantic were shocked.

There is no problem before the Supreme Saint Realm.

Wouldn't that mean that the Spirit Emperor in front of him is at least a powerful saint!

The most saint is the sage.

That is an existence that can control an immortal country.

The Spirit Emperor in front of him turned out to be a powerful man in the Holy Realm.

Fengliu also had some signs of drawing the spiritual array at this time. It would not take long to lay a solid foundation. At this time, Xiao Chen and the other two had great benefits and received huge receipts. Of course, the biggest one was Xiao Chen.

Obtained the inheritance of the Spirit Emperor.

Xiao Chen was still in a coma at this time and knew nothing. He only knew that he was extremely relaxed at this time, without pain, and was light and comfortable all over.

And his power is also constantly increasing.

It was already five days later when Xiao Chen woke up. The little cutie and Fengliu were waiting for Xiao Chen, while the Nanhuang Empress was by the side of Emperor Ling, and she was extremely reluctant to leave.

Xiao Chen woke up and Emperor Ling smiled.

"You're very good."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Boy Xiao Chen, didn't disappoint his senior."

Emperor Ling came over.

"Hand stretched out."

Although Xiao Chen was puzzled, he still stretched out his hand.

Emperor Ling raised his hand and carved these mysterious marks on his palm, and then hid it into Xiao Chen's hand, as if nothing had happened just now.

"From today on, Zhuyin is your mount, and Nanhuang girl will be handed over to you. She will exist in your spiritual consciousness. When you can fully bear her power, it will be when you get the final inheritance." The Spirit Emperor looked at Xiao Chen with a solemn expression, as if he had entrusted his funeral.

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Don't worry, senior."

Empress Nanhuang pouted and walked to Xiao Chen's side. The figure of Emperor Ling gradually became illusory and finally disappeared. At this moment, Empress Nanhuang burst into tears, like a child.

Xiao Chen and the other two did not disturb him.

She was so tired of crying that the Queen Nanhuang turned around and looked at Xiao Chen, her voice hoarse, "Xiao Chen, I'm tired and want to sleep."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Come in."

The Nanhuang Empress walked towards Xiao Chen and put her forehead on Xiao Chen's forehead. Her figure turned into a ray of light and penetrated into Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness.

Xiao Chen looked at the cute and romantic.

"Let's go."

The two of them smiled and they could finally go out.

Xiao Chen flipped his hand and a fairy light suddenly appeared. The figures of the three of them gradually became illusory. When they appeared again, they had already reached the place they were, and in front of him was a giant dragon comparable to the heaven and earth.

Candle shade!

The eyes of the three of them were shaking.

What is the realm of such a huge monster? I'm afraid it has surpassed the semi-saint level.

Zhuyin looked at Xiao Chen, and a low growl sounded in his throat. Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and shone the mark in his hand. Zhuyin bowed his head and obeyed his orders, extremely docile.

"Worship to the Lord in the Candle Yin."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Zhuyin, your body is too big, I can't take you away, what should I do?" Hearing this, Zhuyin's eyes flashed, and then his body gradually shrank, from ten feet to thousands of feet, turning into hundreds of feet, ten feet, and then the immortal power shrouded into a Panlong Divine Sword, which was pitch black all over, and the sword edge was white, extremely sharp and invincible.

"Master, I can be a weapon or a mount, and I can be sent by myself." Zhulong Divine Sword made a sound, and Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with a smile, which was so good.

The Demon Sword is no longer suitable for use at this time.

He practiced swordsmanship and was missing a handy sword. At this time, the Zhulong Divine Sword was just right. Xiao Chen was holding it in his hand. The Zhulong Divine Sword vibrated and buzzed and recognized the master.

Xiao Chen held the magical sword in his hand, majestic.

They were all extremely satisfied with this trip and were about to return. Anyway, they had received the inheritance, so it was meaningless to stay here. At this moment, a man was in a mess.

Run towards them.

His expression was panicked and scarred.

Xiao Chen and the other two frowned.

"Help!" He ran to Xiao Chen and the other two: "Help, we encountered a powerful monster, and there were heavy casualties. You guys quickly go and save people!"

Xiao Chen frowned.

"Which team?"

"Daozong, Yun Feiyang's team..."

This made Xiao Chen and the other two look not very good. Naturally, they didn't want to save Yun Feiyang and others, but they were the saints and saints of the Dao Sect after all. If they all died here, it would be difficult for the Dao Sect to explain. Originally, the Dao Sect was already like a hero. If they were losing the eight saints, the Dao Sect would probably have the power of dynasty.

So Xiao Chen and the other two followed the man.

Seeing Xiao Chen and the other two agree, an imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

This is a mountain, an empty place.

Xiao Chen and the other two came here and found that there was no one, no signs of fighting, no one or monsters, and they could not help but ask.

"Where are Yun Feiyang and the others?"

As soon as these words came out, a voice came from behind Xiao Chen and others: "Did you think the saints care about us very much, they care about our lives and deaths so much?"

Xiao Chen and the other two turned around and saw Yun Feiyang and others were there. The ten saints of the Dao Sect, the other forces, and looked at Xiao Chen with a smile.

Xiao Chen and the other two looked cold until they were deceived.

Hissing!

Xiao Chen raised his hand and grabbed the person who reported the news, not allowing him to speak. A flame rose in his hand, burning him to death and turning him into ashes.

Then he looked at Yun Feiyang with a cold expression.

"You guys let us come, is there anything wrong?"

Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "Of course there is something wrong. Someone saw you being swallowed by monsters and now you are alive and you must have obtained some treasures, even the inheritance of this ruins. Hand over it and let you go."

Yun Feiyang's words are natural.

The romantic and the little cutie looked ugly, and Xiao Chen couldn't help but sneer: "It's okay to hand it over, but can you bear it?"
Chapter completed!