Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Jiutian Xuannv raised her head and pointed at her eyes in a show-off manner.

"Speaking of which, you have to thank me!"

Master Wuchao waved his hand in disgust, then suddenly thought of it again, and his expression became strange.

He looked at Jiutian Xuannv and then at Yang Jian, repeating this action several times, the look in his eyes was extremely ambiguous.

"Why, are there hairs growing in your eyes? Are you itching?" Yang Jian looked at Master Wuchao coldly and said in a serious tone: "Do you want me to scratch it for you? To make you feel better?"

Master Wuchao chuckled, met Yang Jian's eyes without fear, and asked coldly:

"What do you think of this girl? Does it suit your taste?"

Yang Jian didn't hear the ridicule in these words, was stunned, and replied:

"What are you talking about? She's not eating, so why should she say it's not to her liking?"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Jiutian Xuannv's face suddenly turned red, and her eyes that had been peeking at Yang Jian became evasive. Under Master Wuchao's meaningful gaze, she simply spat, turned her back, and couldn't see anything. net.

Yang Jian, the second monk, was confused. After scolding Wuchao a few times, he urged him to leave.

"Are the guys below ignored?" Jiutian Xuannv asked.

"It's just a group of phantoms, there's no need to waste your energy on them."

Yang Jian said impatiently, and then punched, shattering the void and pulling out a long space crack.

"Go directly to the human world. Let's hurry up and return to Zuyuan. The master and master are waiting for me!"

After that, he was about to step into it. Master Wuchao shrugged his shoulders, and Jiutian Xuannv followed behind, waiting to enter.

But when Yang Jian stepped half of his feet into the space crack, he suddenly stopped.

The violent breath of space seeped out, and the dim light emitted from it obscured Yang Jian's face.

"Keep walking, why did you stop?" Jiutian Xuannu asked in confusion.

Seeing Yang Jian's strange behavior, Master Wuchao couldn't help but frown, and his heart suddenly thumped, and he quickly stretched out his consciousness to investigate.

"Woo-bang!"

There was a sudden sound of wind, and Yang Jian seemed to be struck by some force. His whole body was ejected from the crack in space and flew into the air. His face passed by with a look of astonishment.

"What's going on?!" Jiutian Xuannv exclaimed.

"Damn!"

Master Wuchao's consciousness was swallowed up by a terrifying force. Without any time to explain, he grabbed Jiutian Xuannv's arm and immediately evacuated towards the rear.

The next moment, the space crack exploded!

The area where the three people were before was instantly turned into nothingness in the chaotic collision of energy.

Master Wuchao took Jiutian Xuannv and evacuated to a distance. Yang Jian was flying uncontrollably on the other side, seemingly unable to use the power in his body to stop the castration.

"Who attacked us!?"

Jiutian Xuannv had a look of fear on her face. The power of the explosion where the space crack was before was comparable to a full-strength strike from a half-saint.

Master Wuchao and Yang Jian were okay, they had many means of defense, but compared to them, she was more vulnerable.

If Master Wuchao hadn't taken her in time to escape, she would have been destroyed by the energy storm on the spot and turned into nothingness along with that space!

"You go down there to find those guys from the underworld, and stay with Ying Gou. He won't hurt you." Master Wuchao explained very quickly.

"Why? Is there any danger coming..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Just go if you are told, I don't have time to protect you now!"

Master Wuchao rudely interrupted Jiutian Xuannv's words, and then grabbed her and threw her fiercely downwards!

After doing all this, he flew towards Yang Jian on the other side.

Before Jiutian Xuannv had time to react, she was already shooting towards the dry River Styx like a meteor.

He quickly mobilized the immortal energy to buffer him, and finally stabilized his figure. There were already more than ten ghost figures in front of him.

"you……"

Jiutian Xuannv's body trembled, and as the dim light flickered, she could clearly see the true face of the ghosts around her.

That was clearly the regional high-level officials headed by Empress Tu!

"She is the one who caused the disaster!" Queen Houtu said through gritted teeth.

The ten kings of hell all shot their gazes at Jiutian Xuannv, staring at her until she was covered with hair, but they still pretended to be calm and shouted:

"I'm warning you! The two above are my friends!"

Empress Houtu glanced at the sky with fear, but she secretly activated the magic formula in her hand and said in a solemn tone:

"Who are you trying to scare? Do they still care about this place now? Humph..."

……

The Nine Heavens Divine Sword has been summoned from the sea of ​​consciousness by Master Wuchao and is held tightly in his hand.

His expression looked extremely solemn, and the meaning in his eyes was actually full of fear.

boom!

A Taoist cry suddenly sounded deep in the sky. It was different from the sound when Zhu Houzhao and the Tao Realm avatar arrived. This Taoist cry was thicker and more steady, and closer to the principles of the rules of heaven and earth.

If you can sense it carefully, you will definitely find that the rich Tao power contained in it is the resonant sound of one of the few pure Tao methods in the three realms!

At the same time as the chime sounded, Master Wuchao raised his brows and accelerated his movement again. In the blink of an eye, he was in the path of Yang Jian's flight.

He stretched out his hand to catch it, but the ensuing inertia and impact still carried him dozens of miles away!

The terrifying force that Yang Jian endured before can be seen from this.

During the repair period, a huge gap opened in the dark sky, and countless ancient runes flew out, gathering high in the sky.

This apocalyptic scene, in Master Wuchao's consciousness, seemed to be like the illusion shattered and the hidden scene revealed before his eyes, it was extremely weird.

Yang Jian in his arms had his eyes tightly closed. The robe on his upper body was in tatters. The exposed muscles of his upper body were perfect, but there were a few disgraceful wounds on them, with weird shapes, like the patterns of ancient runes.

Master Wuchao placed his hand on Yang Jian's forehead and poured the power of chaos into it.

Not long after, Yang Jian woke up, his face suddenly twisted, as if he was suffering from severe pain.

Master Wuchao looked at the changes in the depths of the sky and roared word by word.

"Three-eyed monster, we're about to fight, what the hell are you okay with?!"

When Yang Jian heard this, his confused eyes suddenly became clear.

He broke away from Master Wuchao's hand, golden light bloomed outside his body, and the wounds on his upper body healed quickly.

The pain came and went quickly, and his mood gradually calmed down, showing a cold look again.

He summoned the three-pointed two-edged sword, waved it a few times, looked in the same direction as Master Wuchao, and said coldly:

"This breath is like him."

"No, it's not like that, it's him."

Master Wuchao has been accumulating strength.

"Other than him, who else in the Three Realms smells so bad? It's so rotten, it's like a pile of firewood that hasn't been exposed to the sun for thousands of years."

After hearing this metaphor, Yang Jian wanted to laugh but couldn't.