Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2999 Three keepsakes! (2 more)
After beheading an unknown number of evil spirits and evil cultivators of the fallen protoss along the way, Ye Weiyang and the others finally returned to the camp outside the ruins.

At this moment, the entire medical camp is in chaos, and the number of wounded has exceeded the range that the medical camp can bear.

Throughout the camp, there were wounded with broken arms and legs, and even half of their bodies were bloody.

This battle is not without tragedy.

"night God!"

Seeing Ye Weiyang and his group return, everyone immediately greeted them.

Mu Xuanshuo, the deputy patriarch of the Jiuli God Clan, also frowned. He first glanced at Mu Qianxue who was beside Ye Weiyang, and finally his eyes fell on Ye Weiyang, and asked in a deep voice: "Nephew Weiyang, Do you know what happened in the depths of the ruins?"

From now on, there will be terrible earthquakes from time to time, the mountains will shake and the ground will shake, accompanied by waves of terrible explosions, it is hard not to think in a bad direction.

"Shenshui Yinji, resurrected."

Ye Weiyang's face sank like water, took a deep breath, and said a shocking news.

"what?"

For a moment, everyone present trembled.

They came this time to prevent the resurrection of Shenshui Yinji and re-seal the Shenshui Palace.

Now, Shenshui Yinji has been resurrected?
Are all their efforts in vain?
"Ye Shen, you... are you serious?"

Among the ten blades, the second-ranked "Sharp Spear" also changed his expression.

Ye Weiyang nodded with a solemn expression, and for a moment, the whole audience was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

At this moment, it was Yu Junyao who couldn't help but rushed forward and grabbed Mu Qianxue's arm, "Cousin, where is Ling Feng? Why didn't Ling Feng come back?"

Ling Feng disappeared with Mu Qianxue and the others. Now that Mu Qianxue, Zong Yan and Liu Xu are all back, why didn't Dudu Lingfeng come back.

This had to make her start thinking wildly.

"he……"

Mu Qianxue clenched her fists tightly. The current Ling Feng might be caught in a hard fight that she couldn't imagine.

Although I left some original divine fires for him, these flames could not last for too long.

Moreover, there are eight other powerful evil kings who also went in the direction of Ling Feng.

"Cousin, tell me, tell me quickly!" Yu Junyao's eyes were red and swollen, "He...he must be fine, right?"

"He'll be fine."

It was Ye Weiyang who took a deep breath, swept his eyes across the audience, and said slowly: "At this moment, the three patriarchs are fighting with Shenshui Yinji, trying to suppress her again! And we don't sit still and wait for death. Now, there is only the last ray of hope left. Everyone, have you found the sacrificial object that sealed the Shenshui Palace in the past?"

"Xuan Huo Jian, has been found."

Mu Xuanshuo took out a crimson treasure from his bosom, and said slowly.

"And my Xuanxin Purple Sword of the Tai'an God Clan has also been recovered."

Among the crowd, a young man wearing a golden crown stepped out. It was the young master of the Tai'a God Clan, Qin Yu.

Ye Weiyang glanced at Qin Yu and nodded towards him, then, only the tokens of their Haotian God Clan and the tokens of Xiaofengying were left.

"My Haotian Protoss, have you found the token?"

Ye Weiyang looked at the camp belonging to the Haotian God Clan among the crowd.

"I found it..."

Among the Haotian God Clan, an old man with white beard and hair came out. This person was Ye Weiyang's uncle, and he was very senior among the Haotian God Clan.

Ye Weiyang's eyes lit up, and she walked forward quickly, "Uncle, hurry up and take out the token!"

The old man shook his head and sighed, "Although I found it, but when the fallen gods snatched it, but...but..."

"How's it going?"

Ye Weiyang said anxiously.

"Hey, see for yourself..."

The old man took out a bronze mirror, which was the token of the Shenshui Palace sealed by the Haotian protoss in the past, the mirror of the muddy sky.

Although the cloudy sky mirror is relatively complete on the outside, there are several cracks on the mirror surface, and most of the overall aura has been dissipated.

This keepsake is basically half-destroyed.

"This……"

Ye Weiyang's face darkened, the four tokens are indispensable.

Ling Feng tried his best to stop the Nirvana Evil Lord just to get back the last token, but at this moment, one of the four spirit tokens was half destroyed.

"It's troublesome."

Zong Yan at the side glanced at it, shook his head and said, "Even if it is damaged like this, it will take at least seven to seventy-nine days to reforge it, but now, we don't have such a long time."

Ye Weiyang took the cloudy sky mirror without saying a word, took a deep breath and said: "No, there is another way to repair the cloudy sky mirror."

"No! Absolutely not!"

The old man of the Haotian God Clan seemed to have thought of something, he yelled loudly, and wanted to step forward to stop Ye Weiyang.

However, he was still a step too late, and saw that Ye Weiyang had already inserted his finger into the socket of his left eye, took off the eyeball, and placed it on the cloudy sky mirror.

A burst of golden light flickered, and the cloudy sky mirror actually "swallowed" Ye Weiyang's eyeballs, and the cracks on the mirror surface were quickly healed, and it was as good as new.

"Son, you...you..."

The old man was so anxious that he beat his feet and stomped his chest. This mirror of the cloudy sky was originally forged with the aura of the eye of Haotian. Now, the aura of the mirror of the cloudy sky has been greatly lost. Ye Weiyang put his eye of Haotian Digging it out just made up for the missing aura, and then repaired this thing.

"Now, only my eyes can repair the mirror of the cloudy sky."

Ye Weiyang's left eye socket was hollow, and there was even blood oozing out, but he didn't care.

This is his promise to Ling Feng. He promised to bring back all three sacrificial tokens.

Therefore, no matter what the price is, it is not hesitating.

Because this is a man's promise.

"It's just one less eye, it's okay."

Ye Weiyang tore off a piece of cloth, covered her empty left eye, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "It's time to set off."

"If you want to seal the Shenshui Palace again, you must rely on the three major protoss of Jiuli, Tai'a, and Haotian, plus the power of the Ten Blades from the Xiaofeng Camp. Xue'er, Brother Qin Yu, and other Ten Blades companions, we Just go ahead, others, stay where you are.”

Saying that, Ye Weiyang took out another magic weapon like an oil lamp, and handed it to the old man of the Haotian God Clan, "This is my natal soul lamp, if the soul lamp goes out, you...leave first."

At this moment, Ye Weiyang is also ready to fall.

Facing a strong man like Shenshui Yinji, even he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to retreat unscathed.

"Nephew Weiyang, as elders, how can I let you all be in danger alone!"

Mu Xuanshuo shook his head and smiled, "It's true that you need to rely on your strength to seal the Shenshui Palace, but you also need someone to escort you. You juniors are not afraid of death. It's possible that we old guys are afraid of death." Is it?"

The Tai'a Protoss, Haotian Protoss, and those ancestral powerhouses in Xiaofeng Camp also took a step forward and expressed their position with actions.

If Shenshui Yinji was born again, then, even if they escaped today, what will happen in the future?
If it's a death anyway, it's better to take advantage of today and do something meaningful.

Even if the final result is something they don't want to see, at least they have fought for it and fought hard.

Seeing these companions and comrades in arms with blood rolling in front of him, a smile appeared on Ye Weiyang's cold face, "Then, if you can still fight, come with me!"

(End of this chapter)