After three thousand years of rebirth, I adopted the future empress

The Sword Emperor drank back, and the Jin Yiwei, who was being cut by Ye Zhan as a melon, drew his sword.

It was a long sword made of dragon head gold, shining with a dazzling cold glow in the sunlight.

Ye Zhan and the Sword Emperor fought together.

It's evenly matched!

"Not only did you not die in the Jedi, your strength has increased a lot, and if you give you some time to develop, won't your combat power surpass Xuan?"

The Sword Emperor was shocked, and at the same time, he was very glad that he was still in time to fight against the royal palace today.

Moreover, through the battle, the Sword Emperor quickly discovered that Ye Zhan's strength had increased a lot, but his divine soul had become much weaker.

So, the Sword Emperor released his soul power and integrated it into the golden sword, and the sword light emitted was not only a physical attack, but also a little more divine soul attack.

Ye Zhan, who was found to be weak, was quickly pressed into the downwind.

Ye Zhan's face was bitter.

In the past few years, he has fought countless Xuan Beasts and suffered countless injuries, but the deadliest time was to give Ye Chen the need for quenching elixir, going deep into the inner perimeter of the Jedi, and fighting the poisonous python that had reached level seven.

That poisonous python is extremely defensive, and the snake venom spit out can also trigger illusions.

He made a careless move, was stained by snake venom, and fell into a fantasy realm.

In the end, relying on his unyielding will, he barely broke through the illusion, but his soul was seriously injured, and he almost remained in the Jedi forever.

"The divine soul is damaged, the best treatment is to take the divine soul grass, and the divine soul grass is a six-grade medicinal material, extremely rare, where will this go to find"

Seeing that Ye Zhan's divine soul was weak and was pressed into the absolute downwind, Ye Wuya was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Suddenly, he slammed his head and remembered that before Ye Chen left, he had given him a lot of medicinal herbs, including a Divine Soul Grass.

Ye Chen also specifically told him that when Ye Zhan returned, he would definitely take out this Divine Soul Grass as soon as possible and give it to Ye Zhan.

At that time, he still didn't understand, but now it seems that Ye Chen is simply an unknown prophet!

Without thinking about it, Ye Wuya hurriedly took out the Divine Soul Grass and threw it at Ye Zhan: "Father, take medicine!"

Ye Zhan sighed, now at this time, in addition to the Divine Soul Grass, eating any other medicine is a drop in the bucket, and the effect is minimal.

And the Divine Soul Grass, but a medicinal herb that has reached the sixth grade, is extremely rare, and he has searched for many years in the Jedi, but he has not encountered a single plant.

However, he still subconsciously took the medicinal herbs that Ye Wuya threw over, fixed his eyes, and was immediately shocked.

This...... Isn't it the Divine Soul Grass?

Ye Zhan was stunned, he didn't care about it, and swallowed it directly.

This Divine Soul Grass reached the sixth grade, the color was excellent, and the age was high, and after taking it, he felt that the broken Divine Soul was repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Come on, let's really have a hearty battle!"

After a few breaths, Ye Zhan's divine soul was mostly repaired, which made him regain his confidence, turn passive into active, and attack vigorously.

After dozens of rounds, Ye Zhan and the Sword Emperor were still indistinguishable from victory or defeat.

"Two of you, please don't continue to watch the battle, I have set up a banquet in the palace, the two of you helped me destroy Ye Zhan, let's have a drink."

The Sword Emperor suddenly withdrew his hand, looked at the void in front of him and spoke up, his tone was polite, and he no longer called himself Xuan.

Soon, the void fluctuated, and two figures appeared out of thin air.

Ye Zhan was shocked.

These two black-clothed old men were very strange and powerful, and their breath was casually released, and they easily suppressed Ye Zhan.

"Who are you?"

Ye Wuya asked in surprise.

"Hongyan Holy Land, Eighth Elder Song Ming!"

"Heavenly Medicine Holy Land, Nine Elder Zhao Temple!"

The two old men in black stood with their hands in their hands, and spoke out one after another.

Hissing....

There was silence all around, followed by the sound of gasping for air.

No wonder the Sword Emperor is so polite, no wonder the aura is so strong...

It was actually an elder from two holy places!

With the appearance of the two elders, the Battle King Mansion really has no power to return to the sky, and it is about to become history!

Ye Wuya did not dare to slacken, took out the piece of sound transmission jade pei, and quickly crushed it.

A ray of light came from the transmission sound of Yupei, whistling towards the direction where the Taiyi Holy Land was located.

But before he could fly far, he hit an invisible barrier and directly dispersed....

"The reason why the two of us didn't show up for a long time was that one purpose was to set up a shielding formation around here."

"Now it seems that the effect is good, that sound transmission light has been blocked in the magic array, now you are shouting through the sky, and the Taiyi Holy Land will not receive your distress signal!"

Song Ming was as thin as wood, and his old face covered with pockmarks was full of ambition.

Next to him, Zhao Si, who is as fat as a pig, has his hands in his pockets.

As an elder of the Holy Land, he only needed to make a slight move, and he was already the ceiling of the Sword Dynasty's combat power!

The Sword Emperor couldn't help but laugh, now Ye Zhan and the others are already turtles in the urn.

In his heart, he was even more glad that he did not hesitate to send half of the eight princes to the Hongyan Holy Land and half to the Heavenly Medicine Holy Land, which was an extremely wise and divine decision.

In just one month, the eight princes have developed very well, especially the fifth prince, who has become the core disciple of the Heavenly Medicine Holy Land.

With the face of these princes, the Hongyan Holy Land and the Heavenly Medicine Holy Land each sent an elder to ensure that today's massacre of the Zhan King Mansion was foolproof!

"Wuye and I are desperately trying to block them, you guys find an opportunity to scatter and escape!"

Ye Zhan quickly had a plan.

Ye Wuya quickly took off into the air, ready to fight side by side with Ye Zhan.

Today's death against the Zhan King Mansion cannot be broken, they only hope that the clansmen of the War King Mansion can escape some, and not be cut down and rooted.

"I'm a man, my cultivation is okay, and I also stay to block them!"

"Count me in!"

......

Many young and strong men in the Zhan King Mansion stood up without turning back.

Ye Zhan nodded: "Okay, then the young and strong men stay, and the old and young women leave."

Duan Ming laughed out loud: "It's a good show of deep family affection, but it's a pity, the shielding array we arranged can not only shield the signal, but also have the attribute of being indispensable, you are already lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the cage, and none of you can run away!"

Duan Ming's words made the Sword Emperor completely relieved.

He didn't even rush to kill the people of the Zhan King Mansion, he wanted to play: "Shu has always been benevolent and righteous, has the virtue of a good life, decided to kill only Ye Zhan and Ye Wuya, the father and son, the rest of the Zhan Wang Mansion, as long as you abolish the dantian and kneel down and submit, I can give you a chance to live." "

This is before killing, but also to blame.

Facing him just now, the posture of the Battle King Mansion uniting as one and uniting as one made him very incomprehensible.

In his cognition, it is better to die than to live, and it is possible to do whatever it takes to survive.

What surprised him was that there were thousands of men, women, and children in the Zhan King Mansion, and none of them gave in.

An old man in the Battle King's Mansion who had to be white, facing the harsh night breeze, even louder: "I would rather stand and die with my head held high than to survive!" "

The Sword Emperor didn't see the scene he wanted to see, he was in a bad mood, and he didn't bother to waste any more time and prepare to kill him.

Bang!

Bang!

Two roars rang out almost simultaneously.

In the eye, the two walked through the shielding array and stepped forward.

One person, one golden robe!

One person, one silver robe!