The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

When Ziyin saw this, he suddenly heard from his spiritual consciousness: "What? Your great ancestor passed it on personally, but your face is full of melancholy?"

Hearing this, Ye Qijue burst into laughter and said, "My nephew is overly worried. I just feel that fists have always been the truth in the cultivation world. If your cultivation level is high, there will always be people who will follow you."

"This is the truth in the world of cultivation. The strong regard the weak as ants and grass. Perhaps the aftermath of a war is enough to cause unreasonable disasters to the low-level monks passing by." Zi Yin said with a calm expression.

Even like him, if he meets a real immortal, he will follow the example of the monks who enter the mountain gate and follow them like birds of prey!

This is human nature.

In Ziyin's view, it was nothing at all.

Hearing this, Ye Qijue became more determined to become an immortal in his heart.

After pondering for a few breaths, he shook his head and stopped thinking.

Now that I have just broken through to the Holy King, I am thinking about becoming an immortal. It seems that I am a little inflated.

After half an hour.

At noon on the sun.

In the First Peak Square of the Taiyi Holy Land, rainbow lanterns hang high and purple flags flutter in the wind.

The square was packed with seats and guests, and countless people were looking forward to witnessing Ye Qijue's grace.

"Hey, I heard that this Ye Qijue is so talented that he was personally accepted as a disciple by Mr. Fu from Taiyi Holy Land."

"Hmph! What an extraordinary talent. I heard that this boy had obtained immortality in the starry sky battlefield before."

"No wonder this starry sky battlefield has only been over for half a month, and it has broken through from the sixth level of saint to the saint king."

"It is said that Saint Ziye of the Holy Land of Hunyuan unexpectedly sacrificed his divine weapons to protect the Tao, but failed to conquer Immortal Fate. Instead, he ended up falling into the hands of this person for some reason."

"Without that true immortal essence and blood, he is nothing. The cultivation level of a mere sixth-grade saint has broken through several realms in half a month. Even if you say that the immortal is reincarnated, I believe it."

"..."

Many guests discussed quietly in secret, and many of them were elders from other Holy Lands who ridiculed Ye Qijue.

of course.

After all, this place is the territory of Taiyi Holy Land. They dare not make any noise and can only be secretly envious and jealous.

This time the Holy King Ceremony was suddenly held in the Taiyi Holy Land, just like a drop of water falling on a frying pan, all the great forces in the Canglan Realm were boiling.

Everyone was severely shocked.

All the major holy places and the Donghuang family knew something about Ye Qijue, the personal disciple of Mr. Fu.

After all, Ye Qijue's performance in the starry sky battlefield was extremely impressive before, and he also received the opportunity to become an immortal from the hands of many saints and geniuses!

This proud record alone is enough to make the sect masters and elders of the major holy places look up to him with admiration.

and so.

This time I learned about the invitation from Taiyi Holy Land and that Ye Qijue had broken through to the Holy King and was about to hold a Holy King ceremony. All the major sects sent elders over.

While everyone was discussing in secret, Ye Qijue, carrying the four daughters of Shen Xiaoru and his daughter Shen Yueyue, slowly walked out of the hall under the leadership of Zi Yin.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to attend the Holy King Ceremony of our Taiyi Holy Land today." Zi Yin held up the wine glass and spoke with a smile.

Ye Qijue was behind him. After Zi Yin finished speaking, he quickly took over and said, "It is a great honor for Ye to be able to attend my ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were monks in the field shouting.

"Ye Shengwang is so humble. You have broken through several realms and achieved the prestige of the Saint King. That shocked the entire Canglan world."

Hearing this, Ye Qijue pursed his lips and smiled, but said nothing.

At this time, another monk in the crowd shouted loudly.

It was a strong man with a scar on his face. He was wearing the Yin-Yang Pisces Taoist robe unique to the Yin-Yang Holy Land. He stood up and cupped his hands to Ye Qijue and said: "The ladies of Ye Shengwang are also as beautiful as flowers. Zhang took advantage of the celebration to congratulate Ye Sheng. The king and his distinguished ladies, may your daughter be as talented as a dragon, and may she become an immortal at the age of [-], forever!"

Ye Qijue smiled happily and nodded.

He was just about to speak when suddenly, at this moment, a ten-foot-high void passage appeared in the sky in front of the gate of Taiyi Holy Land.

A warm and sarcastic laughter came from the void passage.

Immediately afterwards, a tall man with a pair of antlers like deer antlers, wearing a golden beaded crown, a purple-gold crown, auspicious cloud boots, and a cloud of water vapor riding on the wind, slowly appeared in front of him. In everyone's sight.

"Hiss! It's Ao Yi, the pride of the Dragon Clan!"

"I didn't expect Dragon Clan Ao Yi to actually attend the meeting in person? Didn't I mention that I heard that King Ye Sheng had killed his enemy's brother Ao Mo before, and the two had formed a feud?"

"The Dragon Clan's Protector Saint Emperor actually followed him. Judging from Ao Yi's appearance, I'm afraid the person who came here is evil!"

"..."

The people around him suddenly exclaimed.

Ao Yi, who walked out of the void passage, was protected by the protector, the Holy Emperor Elder, with a arrogant look on his face, his feet in the void, and looked down at Ye Qijue.

After taking a look at Ye Qijue, Ao Yi turned to Zi Yin next to him and said: "Greetings to the Master of Zi Yin."

Zi Yin's expression turned cold instantly.

He never expected that there would be trouble at the Holy King Ceremony!

Although the Dragon Clan is strong, Taiyi Holy Land is not weak either!

Immediately, the aura of the Holy Emperor on Zi Yin's body was like a terrifying tide, instantly suppressing Ao Yi in mid-air.

When the Holy Emperor was angry, the color of heaven and earth changed!

The sky thousands of miles away was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and violent thunder kept flashing, just like the anger of God.

After all the guests around felt the aura of the Holy Emperor, their expressions changed drastically!

After all, as the Holy Master of Taiyi Holy Land, Ziyin has a cultivation level of the Ninth Grade Holy Emperor, which can be regarded as the top power in Canglan Realm. Unless he is an old monster from various Holy Lands or an immortal descended to the earth, Ziyin is in the same realm. Yin feels like he can fight for nine days and nine nights!

Seeing Zi Yin, who was livid and angry, and an old man with gray hair standing next to Ao Yi, he smiled slowly and said, "Why should Zi Yin be angry?"

"These are just jokes between juniors." Ao Hai said calmly, his voice was like the spring breeze blowing on his face, instantly dispersing the sky full of dark clouds and thunder, returning it to its original blue color.

In particular, the cultivation of the ninth-grade saint gave people the feeling of being overwhelmed by a mountain, which made everyone in the field breathless.

When Zi Yin saw Ao Hai, his pupils shrank violently, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

But fear goes away just as quickly as it comes!

"Haha, a joke between juniors?" Zi Yin sneered coldly. His dark eyes were like an eagle, staring straight at the other party, and his tone became cold and cold, "Why, you Dragon Clan Ao Yi Do you also want to be my junior uncle?"

First of all.

As the saying goes, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face.

Almost no one would dare to cause trouble in this kind of Holy King ceremony without opening their eyes.

Another thing, Ao Hai described Ao Yi, who was mocking Ye Qijue, as a joke among his peers. Wasn't he trying to ride on his head?

Who is Ye Qijue?

Ancestor Fu’s personal disciple!

His little uncle from Ziyin!

What qualifications do you have, Ao Yi, to be so arrogant! ?