The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

The sudden change prevented many demonic monks in the field from reacting.

Ye Qijue, who drove the treasure ship to the top of Taiyi Zong, looked down at the dilapidated mountain gate at his feet, his face was quite ugly, and he was still frightened.

If I were a moment late, I'm afraid Taiyi Sect would completely disappear in Tiannan.

After he raised his hand to stabilize the treasure ship, he waved to the disciples behind him.

In an instant, several saint kings and dozens of saint disciples turned into streams of light and rushed away to support.

"Bang bang bang!"

All of a sudden, there were explosions in the sky, and flames shot into the sky.

Countless demonic monks fell quickly like birds with broken wings.

Until this time, the Taiyi Sect disciples who had reacted raised their arms and shouted.

"It's Senior Brother Ye!"

"Haha, support from the Holy Land is here, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"I just said that the Holy Land cannot give up on our Taiyi Sect so easily."

"Senior Brother Ye killed the mighty Saint Emperor with one slap. Zhongzhou's genius is indeed well-deserved!"

"..."

The disciples of Taiyi Sect who were originally being hunted looked excited when they saw Chen Xuan being beaten to death by Ye Qijue. They turned into ferocious wolves regardless of their injuries. Together with the disciples who came to support from the treasure ship, He fiercely pounced on the stunned demonic monks.

The number of people who attacked Taiyi Sect this time was about a hundred.

Among them, the strongest person is Chen Xuan, the elder of Huangquan Holy Land, who possesses the cultivation level of the third level of the Holy Emperor.

Previously, Ouyang Feng was unable to fight back, but now he was instantly killed by Ye Qijue with one move.

After the group of demonic monks lost their backbone, the second highest cultivator was Lu Shoubai.

Lu Shoubai possesses the strength of the ninth-grade Saint King, with surging demonic flames all over his body, and countless dense black lines covering his cheeks and forehead, making him look like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

However, at this moment, Lu Shoubai was frightened when he saw that Chen Xuan, the Holy Emperor elder, was instantly killed by Ye Qijue with one move. He knew that the situation was over, and he was secretly preparing to escape for his life.

Although the remaining ten saint kings have good cultivation, facing the joint strangulation, any struggle is in vain.

Soon, these holy kings, mixed with the remaining saint monks, were almost killed directly.

There were only a few demon saint kings left in the field who were still struggling to support themselves.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ye Qijue took off from the treasure ship.

He stepped on the void, stood with his hands behind his back, and in an instant he was in front of Han Yushan and others.

At this time, Han Yushan, who looked tired, immediately became energetic after seeing Ye Qijue's arrival, and he greeted him enthusiastically.

"Senior Brother Ye!"

not far away.

Yu Xuan was holding the tiger-headed golden spear in his hand and was struggling to kill the enemy. The white clothes on his body were stained red and torn, with several deep wounds visible to the bone.

After Yu Xuan penetrated a Holy King monk with a spear, he gasped for air and opened his throat, sighing: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Ye is now a powerful Holy King."

As for Chen Xuan's power, Yu Xuan had personally experienced it. The opponent's combat power was so strong that even when faced with Ouyang Feng, the Holy Emperor, he was dismissive and casually beat Ouyang Feng into serious injuries.

But even such a powerful person was still like a clown and a humble ant in front of Ye Qijue, being suppressed by one hand.

Recalling the past, Yu Xuan couldn't help but reveal a self-deprecating and wry smile.

Although he had long expected that Ye Qijue would become a sensation after going to Zhongzhou, but now that he saw with his own eyes Ye Qijue who was already in the realm of the Holy Emperor, Yu Xuan's eyes were filled with envy.

Being able to kill Chen Xuan, a third-grade Holy Emperor, with just one hand, he felt that Ye Qijue was at the lowest level at the same level.

After all, the more advanced the realm, the difference in strength between each small stage is huge!

In a daze, Yu Xuan seemed to have seen the scene in the past when Ye Qijue had just started to become the Sixth True Successor. Everything was still vivid in his mind.

Looking at Yu Xuan who was in a daze, Ye Qijue said hello with a smile: "Yes, he is already a fifth-level Holy King. It seems that everyone can use the resources of the Holy Land."

Among the crowd, Mu Rushuang, who was wearing a white robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and a crescent moon, her waterfall-like green silk swaying in the wind, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, looked at Ye Qijue with a complicated expression.

Mu Rushang bit the corner of her lower lip, saluted and thanked Ye Qijue: "Thank you, Senior Brother Ye, for your timely rescue. We are grateful!"

Ever since Ye Qijue went to Zhongzhou last time, she thought she might never see this man again in her life.

Unexpectedly, they would meet again on the battlefield.

Looking at the graceful and graceful Shen Xiaoru and the two girls on the treasure ship in the sky, who looked like fairies from the Nine Heavens, Mu Rushuang had a hint of envy in her eyes.

Ye Qijue nodded and said, "I heard that Junior Sister Rushuang is now the Peak Master of the Sixth Peak. I haven't congratulated Junior Sister yet."

Hearing this, Mu Rushuang's eyes flashed dimly, and she focused on the demonic monks beside her.

Seeing the enemies he had fought for the spot to go to Zhongzhou so close to him, Gu Changge couldn't bear the slightest bit of jealousy or anger.

At this moment, due to the continuous battles, the golden armor on his body was severely damaged, his internal organs were broken, and there were bright red blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He looked a little depressed.

When Ye Qijue saw Gu Changge's miserable condition, he immediately took out two eighth-grade elixirs from his storage ring and threw them away.

"Eighth level healing elixir, please repair the injury quickly."

After Gu Changge took the elixir, he nodded and said thank you.

Ye Qijue is now a monk of the Holy Emperor. His ability to kill the third-level Holy Emperor instantly is astonishing. Even in the ancient times where he lived, he was definitely a monster like no other!

Ouyang Feng, who had just stumbled out of the mountain, was the most seriously injured. After he learned that support from the Holy Land had arrived, he forced himself to regain consciousness.

"Cough cough..."

Ye Qijue quickly mobilized the laws of creation from the inner world. He raised his hand and sent a ray of creation power towards Ouyang Feng. After stabilizing his injury, he said: "Sect Master, leave the rest to me."

After briefly reminiscing with his old friends, Ye Qijue raised his head and looked at Lu Shoubai and the other demon saint kings who were still struggling to support themselves. His dark eyes shone with an unprecedented coldness.

Zhou Jin, the leader of Gengjin Peak, and Li Lixuan, the leader of Wutu Peak, who were all covered in blood in the crowd, stared at Ye Qijue with numbness.

The two of them were filled with regret now. They never expected that Ye Qijue would come out halfway! !

I didn't expect the support from Taiyi Holy Land to be so fast.

After discovering that their surroundings were cut off, the two of them hurriedly sent a message to Lu Shoubai who was not far away: "Fellow Daoist Lu, please think of a way. If you don't think of a way, I'm afraid today will be the day we die!"

Lu Shoubai took a deep breath and looked at Ye Qijue with fear in his eyes.

The majestic aura exuding from Ye Qijue's body made him feel like he was suffocating.

He quickly took out the katama tablet from his arms and shouted: "Master, save me!!"