mad warrior emperor

Chapter 431 Who Can Save Her?

After the whole battle, only a few monsters survived. However, seeing the bones all over the ground, they were so frightened that they lost control and ran away like crazy.

Fleeing towards the Tiansin Mountains, shouting, "Henry Henry, the devil!"

And behind them, the ground was stained with blood, and there was a sea of ​​corpses and bones crawling on the ground. There were countless magic lines floating in the void, but no one came to take them.

Whoosh whoosh!
Sensing the movement here, warriors rushed out from the depths one by one, appearing in this bloody Asura Hell.

"The Demon Emperor!"

"Devil King Ninth Rank!"

"The army of monsters is bleeding here!"

"Who did this? Who has such great ability?"

Seeing the mountain of creeping monster corpses in front of them, those warriors trembled fiercely. They killed so many monsters, and even killed a king. This kind of combat power is against the sky.

Could it be that the emperor made a move?

Everyone guessed that in their hearts, only the power of the emperor can make such a shocking scene!

"Young master's breath and blood are here. Young master must have been here before. What happened to him? Where is he now? I want to find him."

Liu Er's figure also appeared in the void, and her consciousness kept scanning, feeling Henry Zhang's breath.

"Master?"

The martial artist on the side heard the two words, looked over, and frowned.

They knew Liu'er's identity as the saint of the Phoenix Temple, so how could there be a young master?
"Liu'er!"

In the crowd, Yun Ruoxi also saw Liu Er's figure, and immediately shouted.

"Sister Yun, I sensed the young master's aura, he must have been here before." Liu'er completely ignored everyone and ran towards Yun Ruoxi.

"What's going on?" Yun Ruoxi also asked with a slight frown.

"Sister Yun, I feel that the young master is in pain, and Liu'er wanted to help him, but I couldn't find him." Liu'er said tearfully, her spiritual sense searched for these bones over and over again.

However, here, there are no human figures, only the corpses of monsters.

Hearing this, Yun Ruoxi frowned even deeper, and unknowingly, a touch of worry arose in her heart.

"Don't worry, he should be fine, don't worry." Yun Ruoxi comforted.

This scene confuses everyone. The saintess of the Phoenix Temple has a young master who also knows Yun Ruoxi, who is known as a cold fairy.

Moreover, Yun Ruoxi also knew the so-called young master.

So, who is that young master?

……

Boom!

On the other side, at the entrance of the small world of the Dragon Blood Temple, Henry Zhang's figure sank into the vortex like a ray of light.

"Who can save her?"

The moment he entered the Dragon Blood Temple, a loud voice resounded from every corner of the small world.

Whether it is the disciples, deacons, or elders who are practicing or doubting their cultivation, they all look up at the sky.

"what happened?"

Everyone doesn't know why.

"It's Henry Zhang's voice!"

In the outer hall, Le Huang gazed through the void, looked at the flying figure, and frowned.

In the inner hall, Meng Qingming also looked up, with a bad premonition in his heart, the figure disappeared in place.

And in the forbidden zone, the master of Longxuan Palace and the elders of the Seven Great Palace Guards walked out of the palace, glanced at the sky, and disappeared in the same place.

At Purple Bamboo Peak, the old chef also stopped what he was doing, and looked towards the void.

"He needs help, and he needs you too!"

The old chef turned his eyes back, looked at the purple bamboo shoot under his feet, and only uttered one sentence.

Boom!

Henry Zhang quickly traveled through the void and came to the outer hall.

"Who dares to make trouble in the Dragon Blood Temple!"

The figures of the two disciples in the outer hall rushed up to the sky, but soon they felt a vast force pressing on them, causing their expressions to change drastically.

The body was hard to resist, and with a bang, it fell from the sky to the ground.

"Senior Yue Huang, please save her!"

Henry Zhang's body fell from the sky, looking at Le Huang's figure, he rushed down holding Nangong Hongyan.

"It's Sister Nangong!" Le Yao also came to Lehuang's side, looking at Nangong Hongyan in Henry Zhang's arms, she stretched out her hand to cover her mouth.

"Brother Xiao, what happened to Sister Nangong?" Le Yao asked anxiously.

"Her vitality is about to dissipate, quickly bring her in." Yue Huang found out the key at a glance, and shouted immediately.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang carried Nangong Hongyan into the palace and put her on a bed.

Le Huang also walked in, and checked Nangong Hongyan's condition with his spiritual sense, he was very solemn, and shot out a series of mysterious powers with both hands into Nangong Hongyan's body.

Suddenly, Nangong Hongyan was surrounded by a green light group.

In this green light group, Henry Zhang felt a strong vitality.

Le Huang's hands didn't stop, and kept making strange gestures, forming mysterious patterns and sinking into Nangong Hongyan's body.

This movement didn't stop until half an hour later.

"Senior, is she alright?" Seeing Le Huang stop, Henry Zhang asked eagerly.

"Hey!" Le Huang sighed, and said, "I can only temporarily delay the passage of her vitality, but I can't stop it."

"Even you can't do it?" Henry Zhang's body trembled, and his fist yanked violently. He had seen Le Huang's strength with his own eyes, and he couldn't help it. Who else could?

Meng Qingming?
Hall Master Longxuan?

Soon, Hall Master Longxuan and others also came, but there was still nothing to do.

"The old man can't do anything!" Hall Master Longxuan sighed helplessly. The crisis of Nangong Hongyan has already touched the matter of fortune-telling.

And at the same time, at the gate of the outer hall, the hunched figure of the old chef suddenly appeared, raised his head and glanced at the outer hall, and then settled in a direction, which was the palace where Henry Zhang and others were located.

He was about to step forward, but two disciples stopped him.

These two disciples were ashamed and extremely embarrassed, and they were the two disciples who were blown away by Henry Zhang's momentum.

At this moment, they were filled with anger in their hearts, and when they saw the old waste approaching, they immediately took the anger out on him.

A disciple looked down at the old chef viciously, and asked, "Old chef, what are you doing in the outer hall?"

"I'm here to deliver something!" The old chef carefully took out a purple bamboo shoot from his arms, and said: "Henry Zhang needs it very much, I want to send it to him."

"Purple bamboo shoots? Henry Zhang needs it very much?" The two disciples looked at what the old chef took out and glanced at each other. It was Henry Zhang who made them ugly just now, how could it be as he wished.

Immediately disdainfully said: "A broken bamboo shoot, who would need it, full of nonsense, get out of here immediately, or I will break your leg."

"Henry Henry really needs it!" The old chef tried his best to explain.

"If you don't get out, I'll beat you to death." The two disciples showed fierce looks, and King Wu's aura oppressed them.

"Master Deacon!" Seeing that the two refused to give way, the old chef immediately shouted behind them.

Swish!
The expressions of the two disciples changed, and they immediately turned their heads to look behind them. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old chef quickly ran towards the palace.

"Old waste, dare to lie to us, court death!"

Looking back, there was no one there. The two disciples realized that they had been cheated by an old trash. They were so angry that they slapped the old chef with flickering figures.

With a bang, the old chef's body was shot flying like a cannonball, but his old hands firmly grasped the purple bamboo shoots, and got up again.

"It's not dead!"

The two disciples were surprised, and their faces became ruthless immediately, and they patted the old chef again.

(End of this chapter)