The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

Faced with the violent self-destruction shock wave, Xian Yuming's tall figure stood firm like an evergreen pine with intertwined roots.

He had a ferocious smile on his face, as if he was laughing at Ji Qingshu's incompetence and self-destruction.

"Hahaha, even half-immortals are just ants in my eyes!"

After laughing, Xian Yuming set his sights on Ye Qijue, a cold light suddenly appearing in his eyes.

Half-immortals are ants in his eyes!

Ye Qijue, the seventh-grade Holy Emperor, is even more of an ant!

Ants should have the consciousness of being ants! !

A humble ant dared to take the opportunity to attack him, which really made Xian Yuming furious.

Especially, when he glanced at the radiant Qingdi Pagoda above Ye Qijue's head, his turbid eyes were filled with fiery greed, like a hungry wolf braving a faint green light.

"If this kind of fairy weapon falls into your hands, it will be nothing but a pearl and a dust!" Xian Yuming laughed ferociously and stepped forward.

He shook his sleeves, and the hazy light scattered around him seemed like an ancient god coming out of chaos, which was daunting.

Looking at Xian Yuming's greedy eyes, Ye Qijue secretly thought that something was wrong, and quickly placed the Great Luo Divine Sword in front of him, his muscles tensed, ready to fight at any time.

At the same time, Ye Qijue also sweated for himself.

After all, even the ancestor of the Ji family had no choice but to self-destruct and fell. He suddenly felt that the Mud Bodhisattva could not save himself when crossing the river.

At this moment, the surrounding void swayed, and four figures exuding a terrifying half-immortal aura tore through the void and emerged.

The leader, the white-haired old man with a vicissitudes of life, arrived over the battlefield and looked at the Ji family that had been destroyed, covered with ruins and turned into a large area of ​​ruins. He looked at Xian Yuming with a gloomy face, and his body was filled with murderous intent.

"Fellow Daoist Ji!!" The old man looked at the traces left by Ji Qingshu's self-destruction and shouted with his teeth cracking.

The other three were silent, sealing the void with their auras and falling on Xian Yuming.

Until this moment, the remaining surviving members of the Ji family nearby looked at the white-haired old man and others in the sky, and immediately wailed in sorrow.

"Ancestor of the Zhao family, you must make the decision for my Ji family!"

"My ancestor was surrounded by this beast and fell. The Ji family's tens of thousands of years of inheritance were destroyed. Thousands of disciples suffered heavy casualties..." Ji Le, the head of the Ji family, pointed at Xian Yuming, who stood proudly with his hands behind his back, with a fierce expression. , said with sad eyes.

The four people who hurriedly arrived were naturally the half-immortal ancestors of the other Donghuang families!

When the Ji family activated the family protection formation, Ji Qingshu sent out a distress signal, but these half-immortals were all a step too late.

After the ancestor of the Zhao family came to the battlefield, he first looked at the people in Taiyi Holy Land and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Finally, the ancestor of the Zhao family looked at Xian Yuming with his sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle. His voice was low and hoarse, and he said with anger: "Xian Yuming, if you abandon your cultivation and lead your people to withdraw from Donghuang, will I be spared?" Your life!"

When Xian Yuming heard this, he burst out laughing as if he had heard a big joke.

Now that his path has been perfected and his cultivation has reached the realm of transformation, he is only a hair away from becoming an immortal.

His strength can be said to be invincible in his realm, and he can kill even half-immortals.

Even if the ancestor of the Zhao family and the half-immortals from the other three major families all sent out to besiege him, Xian Yuming was not afraid at all, but his eyes were filled with fighting intent.

He sneered: "Are you worthy?"

Under the temptation of becoming an immortal, Xian Yuming has tended to lose his mind. The magic of the devil requires massive resources!

In Xian Yuming's eyes, all the half-immortal old monsters from the major families in the Eastern Wastelands are the nourishment for him to become an immortal!

How could he let it go like this?

So, after Xian Yuming ridiculed him, without saying a word, he raised his sleeves and waved, and instantly rolled up a black light that turned into a shocking palm and shot it at the ancestor of the Zhao family.

"Stubborn!" Upon seeing this, the ancestor of the Zhao family immediately shouted, and at the same time, the half-immortal cultivation level in his body completely burst out.

The remaining three half-immortals instantly sacrificed their divine weapons to protect the Tao, transformed into a stream of light and killed Yu Ming in North Korea.

Bang bang bang! !

In an instant, the vast and majestic explosions in the sky soared into the sky, and the space within a thousand miles radius rippled like wind and water.

The ancestor of the Zhao family took the lead, with a purple spear in his hand, a cold light, shining with the terrifying law of light, and pierced the void with one spear, destroying it, killing the world and changing the color of the world.

The other three half-immortals are not easy to get along with, and the magic weapons in their hands are full of power.

Knowing that Ji Qingshu was forced to self-destruct by Xian Yuming, several people were sad but also extremely angry. The eight major families were all descended from the former Qing Emperor's subordinates, so they could be said to be of the same spirit.

Therefore, he was particularly hostile to Xian Yuming and used countless magical powers to throw them at him desperately.

Several half-immortals fought in chaos, and the terrifying atmosphere of battle instantly filled the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Seeing that he could not intervene, Ye Qijue simply turned around to help Li Changsheng and others deal with the remaining Hunyuan Holy Land monks around them.

……

at the same time.

Zhongzhou.

Hunyuan Holy Land.

Xu Weiyang, who had fled and returned to Zhongzhou in a state of embarrassment, had a gloomy and terrifying look on his face.

As soon as he returned to the sect, he met the old half-immortal monster Qingyang Old Demon who was guarding the sect.

This time the attack on Donghuang was mainly based on the manpower from Hunyuan Holy Land, led by Xian Yuming and Xu Weiyang.

As for the old devil Qingyang, he sat at the mountain gate to prevent his lair from being taken away.

He wanted to lead his people into the Eastern Wasteland, but after Cangming's death, Netherworld Sect leader Qu Sha also died in the battle. Now he is the only one left with high-end combat power in the two major demon holy lands to support them.

The other Holy Emperor elders in the Holy Land are either not as strong as the Ninth-grade Holy Emperor, or they have to guard the base camp of Qianluo and Luozhou, and they are too divided and have no time to take care of them.

Qingyang Old Demon saw Xu Weiyang, who was severely injured and covered in blood, escaping back. He was frightened and quickly stepped forward to ask: "Fellow Taoist, what's going on with you?"

Xu Weiyang cursed loudly: "Bah! That little beast Ye Qijue relied on the immortal weapon to suppress the avatar of this god."

"How is the situation in the Eastern Wasteland?" Old Demon Qingyang frowned and asked quickly.

"When I left, the ancestor of the Ji family was suppressed by fellow Taoist Xian, and finally had no choice but to self-destruct." Xu Weiyang said truthfully.

Although he escaped into the void, he still sensed Ji Qingshu's self-destruction.

Knowing that the battle in Donghuang was going smoothly, Old Demon Qingyang was also happy that he could pick up some soup next to Xian Yuming.

Just when he was happy, suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and dark clouds came over him.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying fighting aura came from the direction of Donghuang, and the surrounding space seemed to be shaking.

"Not good!" Old Demon Qingyang's pupils shrank violently when he saw this scene, and he lost his voice.

Because he sensed the auras of several half-immortal old monsters in this battle shock wave, it was obvious that Xian Yuming had encountered a strong enemy.

He stood up quickly in shock, and then said to Xu Weiyang: "Fellow Taoist, please sit down at the mountain gate, I will go help Taoist Xian!"

He has been completely tied to the Qingyang Old Demon in the Hunyuan Holy Land, and he naturally does not want to see Xian Yuming defeated.

After all, if Xian Yuming is defeated, the Hunyuan Holy Land will definitely suffer an unprecedented siege, and his demonic path will also be liquidated.

He had already offended people from Taiyi Holy Land, Beihai Barbarians and Dali Kingdom before.

This time, four half-immortals from Donghuang were killed at once, and the remaining major families were probably eager to eat Xian Yuming's flesh.

No matter how strong Xian Yuming was, he would still be unable to fight one against four.

Qingyang thought of this and instantly tore the void apart and disappeared from the spot.