Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Ladies and gentlemen, the son-in-law is healing. Don't disturb his quiet rest. We are responsible for protecting the Dharma. Who dares to break in, don't blame us for not giving face."

Outside the main gate of the princess hall, at the end of the team, Mo Zigui and Li Zengye, the two dragon rising list experts, standing left and right.

The bright Trident pestle was on the ground, releasing waves of pressure and blocking everyone's way.

Although the soldiers in line are dissatisfied, they dare not come hard and can only continue to wait.

For all this, Princess Wuji just glanced at it at will and ignored it.

When the princess hall is bustling, the hall where the elder is located seems particularly quiet.

In the open temple, tianwuqian looked into the distance through the window. His eyes were shining in his pupils. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Disciple... See you, master!"

Hearing the change behind him, tianwu Qian just came back. He didn't pay attention to Wu Kunlun's anger and unwillingness on his face. He pointed at it and said faintly, "sit down."

"Master, why did you... Stop the disciples yesterday?"

Wu Kunlun stood straight in place with doubts in his voice.

"Did I stop you from doing it?" tianwuqian's voice sank and a cold thought flashed. "Let me ask you, if you do it, are you sure to kill Ye Feng?"

"He is seriously injured. If the disciples fight to the death, they may not have no chance."

Wu Kunlun clenched his fist and felt infinite chagrin in his heart. He wanted to slap himself in the face when he thought of the battle between his four eyes yesterday.

"Fight to the death? Hum, you didn't start the war yesterday. You lost your fighting spirit first. If I hadn't stopped you from coming to the end, maybe you could only be like Ao feibai today. You can't move on your sickbed?"

"Even I can't guess how many cards there are on this Terran boy."

Tianwu Qian snorted coldly. Seeing Wu Kunlun's decadent and lost look, he softened his heart and said, "I have my own reason not to let you do it. A big riot... Will come soon."

"It's about the life and death of the three halls. Kunlun, you should make all preparations. The birth of Huawu pulse and the hall of eternal life... Finally belongs to you."

Hearing this, Wu Kunlun suddenly raised his head. His loss in his eyes was replaced by surprise. He bowed to tianwu Qian and asked, "please... Master, make it clear."

"Just keep your energy and get ready these days. As soon as the time comes, you will know. Step back."

Tian Wuqian, who waved his hand, said no more.

……

The sea area 3000 miles away from the hall of eternal life has extremely beautiful scenery and many creatures in the sea, except that there are no creatures on the water thousands of miles away in the south.

Below the water area, there is a magnificent scene of clouds and clouds. The silver temple stands tall, and its scale is more than twice that of Changsheng hall.

Looking across the air, countless aquarium warriors shuttle among them. If they are close, they can still see some fear on their faces.

In front of an extremely luxurious and tall building in the center, thousands of aquarium soldiers are arranged around. Outside the gate, there are dozens of strong men like elders, looking nervously into the depths of the hall.

Around a jade bed inside, several experts with strong breath gathered around.

One of them was shining silver, with fine scales growing on his chest and back. His tiger eyes were like electricity. His face was like a knife carved axe. His face was black and red, and his whole body was steaming a light purple mist, releasing a strong aura.

This man is Ao Shuanglou, the Lord of the silver dragon hall.

On the jade bed, Ao feibai was lying on his back. His eyes were closed and his breath was weak. He had not been able to wake up until now after continuous treatment all night.

"Your Highness... Was hit by the flaming crazy lion of Tianjie level and ejected ordinary fire..."

Nearby, two elders escorting Ao feibai back trembled and dared not take a bite.

Since seeing Aizi like this, Ao Shuanglou, the Lord of the silver dragon hall, didn't say a word, but the more so, the more fear in their hearts.

Ao Shuanglou, who doesn't speak, is the most frightening.

"Temple Lord, your highness Shao was seriously injured. After the energy source Dantian Yuanli was exhausted, he took Guiyuan pill to forcibly improve. It's difficult to go further within three years. Now he's burned by fire, and his injuries are added. This time... Maybe it will be delayed for another year or two."

An old man with a pattern of pills on his chest and a gray head opened his mouth.

He tried to make his words plain.

Hearing this, several people nearby couldn't help looking dark.

Five years.

Five years... Enough to turn a genius into a mediocre.

There is no doubt that if according to the Dandao elder, Ao feibai will fade the vision of outstanding people within five years, even if he recovers his cultivation, he may not be able to catch up with the pace of other young people.

Ao Shuanglou, the Lord of the silver dragon hall, devoted most of his efforts to this son.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and no one dared to say more.

Boom!

At one moment, a fierce energy storm rolled up in the so hall, shattered the dome and rushed to the sea.

Driven by the storm, the waters within hundreds of miles began to fluctuate and form a huge vortex.

The indescribable majestic holy power rushed out of the central hall, startling both the elders and ordinary aquarium soldiers outside the hall to kneel to the ground.

Under the pressure of the holy power, they just felt their legs weak and couldn't stand up if they wanted to stand.

After a long time, the energy storm dissipated slowly. Ao Shuanglou's eyes twinkled with killing intention. His mouth was like the sound of heaven, and he was majestic and overbearing.

"At the time of the great riot, the hall of eternal life was overturned."

"The cheap life of the Terran boy, I... End it myself."

Cold eyes swept over the two elders and continued: "as for the witch bone and your sins, we will pay attention to it when the dust is settled."

The two elders of the silver dragon hall looked pale and nodded like pounding garlic. How dare they say no.

……

Time flies. In the twinkling of an eye, four days have passed. Ye Feng's internal and external injuries have basically healed. Coupled with the role of heart nourishing platform, some injuries have long been unimpeded.

Poof

In the continuous healing and cultivation, in the evening of the fourth day, Ye Feng spit out a mouthful of turbid qi and opened his eyes.

The meridians in his body have returned to the original solidity, and Dantian Yuanli is full. To his surprise, this war is not without benefits. Under his limit to extract Yuanli, his breath has increased by a few points, and he is one step closer to the empty world.

Fighting is indeed the best way to improve your strength.

Looking up, Ye Feng saw Wu Ji taking a nap.

Her long eyelashes covered her big eyes. She leaned against the soft and greasy bed. Her slender legs were flat on the desk. Her white and delicate long legs were faintly visible, with unlimited scenery.

Even a simple sleeping position has a throbbing that makes ordinary people spit blood.

It seems that the aquarium princess is really too tired to take care of herself these days