The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

Xu family.

In the ancestral city.

Xu Jiayuan's eyes were red and he looked at Fan Wuyou and others thousands of miles away with a ferocious expression.

"Fan Wuyou! Your Hunyuan Holy Land is looking for death!"

The Xu family's ancestral city was all smashed to pieces with a slap, turning into thousands of miles of red ground. Xu Jiayuan was furious and extremely angry.

He wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, stepped on the void, and the semi-immortal aura around him exploded. The strong divine light of law burst out from Xu Jiayuan's body, and finally turned into a large grabbing hand seal.

Thousands of miles away, Fan Wuyou and the two men, who were riding Baiyun across the sky, saw this and quickly used magic techniques to sacrifice the corpse.

The corpse puppet had just appeared, covered in demonic flames that surged into the sky, setting off endless waves of air that made the sky and the earth change color. It seemed that even the void could not bear the pressure and made a 'ka-ka' sound.

"go with!"

After Fan Wuyou sacrificed the corpse puppet, he raised his hand and pointed at the big grabbing handprint that came from thousands of miles away with a cold look.

The next moment, the half-immortal corpse pierced through the void, raised its hand and punched out.

The terrifying fist light shone thousands of miles into the sky, the laws between heaven and earth were trembling and roaring, and the big grabbing hand seal was directly exploded!

The intense explosion flames lit up the sky and the earth, and countless magma was blasted out from the ground for hundreds of miles below the feet.

Xu Jiayuan, who was furious with Fan Wuyou and whose murderous intention was revealed, looked at the corpse puppet and his expression suddenly changed.

"Xian Yuming, it's you!" Xu Jiayuan was surprised at first, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Something's wrong, you're not Xian Yuming!!"

Because the appearance of the corpse was so unique that Xu Jiayuan initially thought that this person was an old monster.

But then, Xu Jiayuan sensed that the corpse puppet was lifeless and dying, as if the puppet exuded the aura of evil and destruction.

Xian Yuming is an old monster from the Hunyuan Holy Land, and the aura of his practicing techniques will never look like this!

"Haha, I didn't expect you, an old guy, to have some knowledge." Hearing this, Fan Wuyou suddenly said with a sneer.

In his eyes, Xu Jiayuan was almost dead.

Since the war in Leize Land began, Fan Wuyou has destroyed several forces with his corpse puppet.

Even a top power like the Zhao family in the East Wasteland, which has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, was destroyed by the corpse puppet. The half-immortal old monster of the Zhao family was killed in front of the corpse puppet before he could even persist in a hundred moves!

"I will fight with you!" Xu Jiayuan felt that his whole body was being locked by the corpse puppet. He knew that he might not be able to escape today, so he gritted his teeth and roared.

The moment the words fell, Xu Jiayuan's figure suddenly shot out. He used the Great Five Elements Escape Technique, tearing apart the void and heading straight for the corpse puppet.

At the same time, Xu Jiayuan secretly sacrificed his life treasure, the ancestral divine weapon of the Xu family, the Oolong Cone!

This black dragon cone was made by the ancestor of the Xu family who found immortal gold in the past, killed a half-immortal level five-clawed true dragon, and extracted the dragon soul to smelt it. It is comparable to the divine weapon of the Second Tribulation!

After this object was sacrificed by Xu Jiayuan, the dark purple light flickered, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

"cut!"

With a loud shout, the black dragon cone transformed into purple light and shadow and flew towards the corpse puppet's head in an instant. The speed was as fast as teleporting, making it completely difficult for the corpse puppet to react.

Bang!

The black dragon cone instantly penetrated the corpse puppet's head, like a bullet, and directly lifted the corpse puppet's Tianling Cap several feet away.

However, even so, the corpse puppet was still not dead. It opened its bloody mouth and sucked in suddenly, and the energy and blood power between heaven and earth poured into its body instantly.

The next moment, the broken head was restored to its original state in an instant, and the aura of the corpse puppet was rising steadily.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jiayuan couldn't help but widen his eyes and open his mouth: "How is that possible!"

The Oolong Cone in his hand is comparable to a divine weapon that can protect the way through two tribulations. Moreover, it has clearly penetrated the opponent's head, and the opponent is not dead yet!

How could this not shock Xu Jiayuan?

Normally, a half-immortal would be seriously injured if he was hit by a black dragon cone. If it was pierced in a fatal place like the head, his soul would be torn apart instantly and fall to the ground!

Not only did this monster not die, but its aura became stronger and stronger!

Xu Jiayuan said with horror on his face: "What kind of monster is this?"

Fan Wuyou smiled coldly: "What? Are you scared now, old man?"

Yuan Qingzhou, who was standing on the treasure ship next to him, sneered: "This is the puppet of the ancestor god, how can an old guy like you be able to resist it?"

"Old man, if you surrender obediently and accept the recruitment of the Ancestral God, our two brothers can spare your life. If you still resist, we will turn you into a puppet!!"

Xu Jiayuan was shocked when he heard this, and the news he heard exploded one by one!

After all, he was a semi-immortal old monster with a lot of knowledge. Based on Yuan Qingzhou's words, he instantly analyzed that the true form of the ancestor god might have escaped from trouble.

At the same time, the corpse puppet in front of me that looks exactly like Xian Yuming is probably made from Xian Yuming's corpse!

Even Xian Yuming fell at the hands of the ancestral god. Xu Jiayuan couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart. An inexplicable fear swept through his whole body, and he felt cold!

However, it is naturally impossible for Xu Jiayuan to surrender to the ancestral god.

His Xu family used to be descendants of the Qing Emperor's bloodline, and they were at odds with their ancestors. When the ancestors of the Xu family followed the Qing Emperor, they often took action against the ancestors. He felt that even surrendering would be a dead end.

Thinking of this, Xu Jiayuan's half-immortal cultivation exploded, causing the purple light in the black dragon cone in front of him to surge, and he shouted violently:

"If you want to kill me, you two ants can try!"

On a normal day, he would not have paid any attention to the two ants of the eighth-grade Holy Emperor.

After saying this, Xu Jiayuan's figure disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already within a hundred feet of Fan Wuyou.

When Fan Wuyou was about to be killed by the Oolong Cone, Xu Jiayuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Then, he looked down and saw a bone-white arm piercing through his back.

At this moment, the heart was still beating tightly in the arm.

Xu Jiayuan's entire face turned pale instantly. He felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the world around him became dim.

"Do not!"

"I can't die yet, I have to tell Fu Guhong the news!"

Thinking of this, Xu Jiayuan quickly activated the remaining mana in his body and exploded his body.

boom--

The half-immortal's self-destruction shook the heaven and the earth. A wisp of Xu Jiayuan's soul wrapped in the black dragon cone instantly penetrated the void and disappeared in the self-destruction area.

……

At the foot of Xuanguang Peak.

In the Qingdi Tower space, Ye Qijue slowly lowered his arms and exhaled a foul breath.

Looking inside his body with his spiritual consciousness, he felt that he had finally broken through to the ninth level Holy Emperor, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Huh... I finally broke through to the ninth level Holy Emperor!"

After coming to Canglan Realm for several years, Ye Qijue barely felt that he had some ability to protect himself from growing up from an ant-like emperor-respecting monk to what he is now.

He clenched his fists, and suddenly the roaring divine light of law erupted from his skin as delicate as white jade, and overwhelming power surged through his body.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qijue said happily: "The whole cell universe has been opened up, and the inner world is about to exceed one million. Next, we only need to understand the great road, perfect the physical body and magic power, and then we can become an immortal!"

Just as he was joyful, the jade medal around his waist suddenly rang, and the spiritual voice of the sect master Ziyin echoed in his mind with rapidity.

"Eastern Wasteland is in danger. The Ancestral God is born. Come to the main hall quickly!"