The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

Donghuang.

The ancestral land of the Ming family under clear skies.

Suddenly, a huge void passage was opened, and a shadow that blocked the sky and sun shrouded the Ming family.

Then, countless members of the Ming family jumped into the air in panic and made fighting postures.

"Good thief, Xian Yuming, are you going to start a war with my Ming family?" Ming Jingyuan, the ancestor of the Ming family, tore open the void and glared angrily.

The only response to him was a cold, sarcastic laugh.

"Start a war? Are you worthy of the Ming family?!"

The moment the words rang out, a huge handprint like the sky came down and slapped Ming Jingyuan away fiercely.

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Xuanguang Peak.

The green branches are sprouting new buds, and the white mist is like clouds.

Ye Qijue was leaning on the lounge chair in the courtyard, looking at the sea of ​​steaming and misty clouds in front of him.

During this period of time, he had completely refined the remaining magical power of the fairy peach in his body, and his cultivation reached the level of the seventh-grade Holy Emperor in one fell swoop.

Although his realm has not been broken through again, his understanding of the laws of fire attributes is increasing day by day!

The law of fire has become the third great rule of heaven and earth after his creation and swordsmanship.

In addition to the increase in understanding of rules, Ye Qijue has opened up a universe of hundreds of billions of cells in the past half month.

There are eight trillion cells in the human body!

Now Ye Qijue has completed nearly three trillion cell universes, and his vast mana far exceeds that of any ninth-grade holy emperor.

He held the hot tea in his hand and looked at the sight of the clouds and mist steaming around the courtyard and the scattered sunlight. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's been a long time since we had such leisurely days."

Since entering this Fang Canglan world, Ye Qijue has been either practicing or on the road of cultivation.

From the very beginning, he competed for the spot in the Holy Lake in Wushuang City, then entered the Taiyi Sect, offended various major families, explored the ruins of Holy King Lihuo, and entered the starry sky battlefield.

And because he killed the geniuses of the Holy Land in the starry sky battlefield, he had to practice all the time in order to protect himself.

Even when he later arrived at Taiyi Holy Land in Zhongzhou, Ye Qijue didn't have a few days to live in peace.

The major external forces criticized him for obtaining the essence and blood of a true immortal, and they wished they could get rid of him quickly.

Later, we have to face the crisis of the devil, the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the golden age appears on the road to immortality.

All kinds of things happened one after another, as if a pair of invisible hands were pushing Ye Qijue forward.

Recalling the past, Ye Qijue was filled with sadness.

Fortunately, he is now a seventh-grade Holy Emperor, and his cultivation is not at the top in the Canglan Realm. Stomping his feet can also cause a big earthquake.

The ladies have all broken through to the Holy King, and their strength is among the best in the Holy Land.

My daughter Shen Yueyue has been in seclusion for a long time. She broke through to the seventh level of saint a few days ago and is not far from the saint king.

At the age of ten, he already possesses the cultivation level of the seventh level of a saint, and his future is immeasurable.

Just as Ye Qijue was enjoying this rare tranquility, suddenly the sky and the earth turned pale, and the sky that was originally clear was filled with thunder.

Immediately afterwards, the crimson divine thunder pierced the nine heavens, and fierce winds roared and blew across the earth.

The world trembled at this moment.

Rumble!

I saw countless divine thunders exploding...

Drops of bloody rain fell. These bloody rains fell on the ground and turned into blossoming bloody lotuses, and the laws collapsed.

It was as if the whole world was crying to see off the strong man after his death.

A burst of mournful will from heaven and earth slowly emerged from the hearts of all living beings.

Ye Qijue, who was drinking tea, jumped up from his chair when he saw this, his brows twitching wildly, and he had a bad feeling.

He was shocked and lost his voice: "This, is this the death of a half-immortal?!"

Ye Qijue has seen this kind of strange phenomenon of heaven and earth twice!

Once, the half-immortal old monster Ao Shun, the ancestor of the dragon clan, fell in the East China Sea, causing the world to tremble.

Another time, when confronting the old demon Cang Ming on the Beihai grassland, Cang Ming self-exploded with such earth-shattering power that the entire world of Canglan Realm changed color.

Now that this rain of blood appears again, there is no doubt that another half-immortal has fallen!

Ye Qijue's face was full of surprise, and he kept wondering what was going on in the outside world?

However, even though he is already a seventh-grade Holy Emperor, he is not omniscient and omnipotent.

He calmed down, looked back and drank the spiritual tea quietly.

No matter which demi-immortal dies, the news will come to him as long as he waits in the sect for a day or two.

however.

In the afternoon.

The dark clouds that had just dispersed once again covered the sky and covered the sun.

At this moment, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the red thunder raged across the nine heavens like the wrath of heaven. All the spaces along the way collapsed, and large tracts of chaotic energy blew away from the torn space cracks.

Heaven and earth are in sorrow, and the rain of blood continues.

This shocking scene made Ye Qijue's scalp numb.

"Another half-immortal has died?"

Suddenly, one after another strange phenomena appeared, proving that two half-immortals had fallen in a short period of time. Even Ye Qijue, who was very determined, was stunned at this time.

Just when he was wondering what was going on in the outside world, the voice of the sect master Ziyin sounded in his ears.

"Come to the sect hall quickly!"

Zi Yin's tone sounded anxious.

Ye Qijue heard the sound and moved, instantly breaking through the void and disappearing in place.

After counting the interest.

In the sect's main hall, with a ripple in the space, Ye Qijue's figure was revealed.

After he raised his head and glanced at the figures in the field, his pupils shrank slightly.

In the main hall, in addition to Zhou Pingan, Li Changsheng, Lu Yang and other Holy Emperor elders, there was also a strange middle-aged man.

This man was wearing a plain embroidered green robe with a white lining and a placket. He was in his forties. The majestic aura of the ninth-grade Holy Emperor seemed to blend with the heaven and earth. It was difficult to detect it without looking carefully.

However, what makes Ye Qijue quite strange is that this middle-aged man has scabs on his face and looks very embarrassed, as if he had just escaped from death.

On the high platform, Ziyin Xu noticed Ye Qijue's inner doubts. His expression was solemn and full of gloom, and his tone was deep and thick, and he said: "Uncle Qijue, this person is the head of the Ming family in Donghuang, Ming Wuxue."

"According to the report from the head of the Ming family, Xian Yuming, together with Xu Weiyang and the old demon Qingyang, led an army to invade the East Wasteland. The ancestor of the Ming family, the half-immortal of the Zhou family, and the old monster of the Qi family died in the battle."

This news made Ye Qijue's expression change greatly.

"What?!!"

Is this Hunyuan Holy Land simply crazy?

He actually killed three half-immortals in one go!

No wonder everyone in the hall had solemn expressions, their faces were as heavy as water, and their faces were full of gloom.

Ye Qijue understood that if he waited for Hunyuan Holy Land to occupy Donghuang, it would be difficult to defeat the opponent with the strength of Taiyi Holy Land alone.

The head of the Ming family, Ming Wuxue, suddenly stood up and saluted with grief on his face: "Ye Shenghuang, Xian Yuming of the Hunyuan Holy Land doesn't know what tricks he has practiced, and he actually swallowed my ancestor alive like a demon!"

"Please save my Ming family."

Seeing Ming Wuxue's expression of grief and anger, Ye Qijue quickly comforted him: "Don't panic, tell me in detail!!"

Ming Wuxue choked up and said: "Today, Xian Yuming appeared in my Ming family's ancestral land with people from the Hunyuan Holy Land. He went on a killing spree. I don't know why his strength suddenly became stronger. When he raised his hand, there was boundless demonic energy. The patriarch was injured."

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