Emperor of Death

Chapter 1134 Gathering at the Entrance

"Oh, Xuanling Ice Corpse? What's that?" Yechen crossed Erlang's legs, sipped his wine, and Wenhe, who was utterly ignoring the pain, said calmly.

"Yechen, it's a long story, I'll tell you, help me untie it first, I'm in too much pain." Wen He roared.

Yechen smiled and shook his head, and said: "Let's make a long story short, don't try to fool me, if I find that what you said is inconsistent, you will understand the feeling of being tortured to death by the eighteen palms of purgatory. Hehe, you must have heard of that Seek death."

"No, don't, I'll say it all!" Wen He's eyes were full of horror, and then he spit at the mouth, and quickly said the news about Xuanling Ice Corpse.

Within 1 minute, Wen He poured out all the news about Xuanling Bing Corpse like pouring beans, repeating what Wen Chuan said word by word.

"Yechen, I've said everything, you can let me go now!" Wen He shouted.

Yechen smiled, then shook his head, and said softly, "I don't believe it!"

"What?" Wen He's pupils widened suddenly, and he yelled at Ye Chen with a ferocious face, "I've said it all, I really didn't lie to you this time, really."

Ye Chen was still indifferent, and said flatly: "Hehe, you'd better tell me the truth, these little tricks, don't try to fool me."

"I, I am telling the truth. Ah! Yechen, I am in too much pain, please, please, please relieve the pain in my body, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you! I really didn't lie to you "Ah" Wen He said sharply.

However, Yechen still had a calm face, sipping his wine glass lightly, and slowly sipping the fine wine, no matter how Wen He wailed and begged for mercy, he didn't believe it.

Gradually, Wen He changed from begging to cursing, and then he couldn't get enough of the cursing, his whole body twitched, and he slowly bled to death from seven holes. I don't know him anymore.

Yechen glanced at it, and said calmly: "Dead."

Wang Ziyu on the side put down his wine glass and said softly: "The last news about Xuanling Ice Corpse should be true. If it was made up, it shouldn't be possible to make up such a seamless lie in such a short period of time."

Yechen said lightly: "I know, I believe it."

"Then you? Killed him." Wang Ziyu said.

"Hehe!" Yechen laughed, "First, he is my enemy. For any enemy, even a potential enemy, he will be killed first. Second, the god of the underworld he believes in will become our enemy in the future. His mortal enemy, Wu Zong's realm, is harmless to us, but it can cause huge damage to those around us, and can easily destroy a city. Kill it now to avoid future troubles. Third, I want to verify that he is It’s not true, but now it seems that what he said is true!”

Wang Ziyu nodded indifferently.

The two stood up, Yechen put away the tableware, tables and chairs, and then flew towards the depths of the grassland.

On the mountainside of the snow-capped mountain, Wen Chuan sat on a stone, holding the hilt of the sword, and the whole sword stood on the ground.

Wen Chuan just sat silently, letting the snowflakes fall on his body, and then more and more snowflakes gradually turned into snowmen, and the snowmen turned into snowdrifts.

The same is true for Wen Qing on the side. In order to hide more secretly, they all turned themselves into a snowdrift, and then silently guarded the birth of the mysterious ice corpse.

For Wen Chuan, this is the most important thing, a hundred times more important than killing Yechen, and even more important than founding the Underworld Sect.

A day later, the old priest of the bear people who was sitting cross-legged outside the secret place felt something, opened his closed eyes, and then saw seven or eight warriors of the bear tribe descending from the sky. These people are all geniuses of the bear tribe. There is also an emperor among them.

After a group of people fell down, they quickly bowed to the old priest and shouted in unison: "Master priest."

"En!" The old priest sat at the entrance of the space crack and responded.

Afterwards, the Emperor of the Xiongren Clan spoke up and said to the old priest, "Master Priest, please let us go over and kill Yechen."

"You?" The old priest raised his eyelids, and then said softly, "You are not Yechen's opponent."

"Master Priest, if we are not opponents, could it be that other people are opponents when they come?" You can step into Wu Zun at any time, powerful, and you will be called the future Wu Emperor.

The old priest said indifferently: "Hehe, everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. When you have more companions and join hands, you will have a chance of winning. Yechen's strength is beyond what you can imagine."

Although everyone was dissatisfied, the prestige of the old priest was too high. They did not dare to refute and could only continue to wait according to the wishes of the old priest.

In the following days, a succession of Xiongren masters flew over. They first visited the old priest, then saw Xiong Qinghou, and hurriedly greeted Xiong Qing.

It can be seen, it can be seen that Xiong Qing is also very famous and respected among the bear people, and many people stand with Xiong Qing, whisper this to him, and are willing to become Xiong Qing's follower after entering.

In the next few days, warriors from the tiger tribe came to the seal. There were more than 30 tiger tribe warriors. Among them, the leader was two meters tall. The word "king" on the top is black, and with his whereabouts, a strong murderous aura suddenly spread out, which made the bear people present feel very frightened.

Xiong Qing looked at the fallen leader of the Tiger tribe with apprehension, and said loudly: "Hu Yan, you are finally here."

"Hahaha, I heard that Yechen kid from the human race is here, how can I not come, this kid, I have long wanted to kill him." Hu Yan laughed.

Afterwards, Hu Yan saluted the old priest again: "Greetings, Lord Priest! Please let us in!"

"Wait, you are still too weak." Hu Yan was also blocked by the old priest.

For the next few days, Wuzong masters from other races came every day and landed in front of the old priest, and were blocked by the old priest.

The old priest's prestige was too high and his strength was too strong. Although everyone wanted to go in and get Ye Chen's head, they could only wait helplessly.

It wasn't until half a month later that the old priest finally spoke after the top martial arts masters from all ethnic groups came.

"Yechen is powerful, so don't take it lightly. He already possesses the power of Martial Lord. If you are alone, no one can be his opponent. If Yechen is really too strong, you should try your best to run back. As long as you get out of this entrance, I will have a way to protect you."

"Thank you, Lord Priest, for your kindness!" Everyone laughed, but they didn't take it seriously in their hearts. These people are the elites of the clan, led by the emperor, with many cards and powerful strength, they are not afraid of Yechen at all.

(End of this chapter)