Wonderful Immortal Doctor

"The pieces of meat that fell just now are probably..." Jiang Xia licked his lips, deeply shocked.

Everyone was speechless!

Did Chen Wanli kill a false god so hard that his physical body collapsed into nothingness?

Is Chen Wanli a false god? Or is it the power of the magic weapon?

If this is the power of a magic weapon, then wouldn’t Chen Wanli be invincible in the future with such a treasure in hand?

The Kunlun ancestor is nothing in front of Chen Wanli?

They all looked at Chen Wanli as if he were a god.

Watching Chen Wanli walking down step by step, he was like a killing god!

Yet there is an indescribable sense of peace.

The original Ye Wutan!

Chen Wanli now!

This thought suddenly occurred to everyone!

Chen Wanli didn’t know what everyone was thinking. If he knew, he could only smile bitterly!

Not to mention the Nascent Soul Talisman, which can only launch one Nascent Soul-level attack. Even if it can be launched ten times, it is still not enough in front of a real Nascent Soul monster.

The reason why Qin Yue was strangled to death was that even though Qin Yue burned himself to emit divine power, his physical body was not a Nascent Soul after all, and he did not have the support of an infant body!

If it were a real Nascent Soul monster like Cang Huajue, this talisman might not be able to kill him with one strike.

Chen Wanli took a few steps and suddenly collapsed to the ground. He was exhausted.

Jiang Xia and Yang Badao rushed over without saying a word, but did not dare to rush to help Chen Wanli up.

"Are you okay?"

"How is it?"

Chen Wanli shook his head: "I can't die!"

As he spoke, he took out the pill again and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling the medicinal power dissolving in his mouth. Finally, he felt like he was coming back to life little by little.

At this moment, his whole body felt like it was about to break apart, but Chen Wanli struggled to stand up and walked towards Ye Wuotan's body behind the group of warriors.

The wind and snow returned to normal.

Heavy snow flakes were dancing in the sky.

Chen Wanli stood in front of the corpse for a long time without moving. He just used his spiritual sense to investigate and felt a sore sensation on the tip of his nose.

The body collapsed, the tendons and veins were broken, and the internal organs had long been crushed into dumpling fillings!

Not to mention that the body was already stiff, even if he had been there on the day of the accident, he would be helpless.

Not to mention his current state, even the great doctor of the Golden Immortal Realm could not save him.

He remembered the day when Ye Wutan came to Xuanwu Mountain to find him, said those words, and gave him those things!

That day, Ye Wutan asked himself to look back at his past, which was so heroic and brave!

The voice and appearance of Ye Wutan that day are still ringing in my ears.

The elder who has always protected me is gone!

Only a dilapidated corpse is left!

Chen Wanli couldn't describe how he felt.

At this moment, it was like when I saw my parents’ bodies in the morgue a few years ago, my heart ached!

What on earth did Ye Wutian do to cause the innate Dao body to completely collapse?

"Why is this happening?"

Chen Wanli's voice had a hint of warmth, completely different from the murderous aura that had just walked down from the void.

It's like a child who has lost his way! He is anxious, angry, and a little sad about not knowing where to go...

"Cang Huajue's infant body came down the mountain, and together with Yang Jingkai, Chi Mowang besieged Ye Junshen. After being defeated, Cang Huajue summoned the Great Demon King to descend, and Ye Junshen forcibly drew the energy of the dragon and tiger for three quarters..."

Jiang Xia said in a muffled voice.

"puff!"

Chen Wanli vomited a mouthful of blood, his body swayed and he almost fell down.

"...Chen Wanli, you, you can't get into trouble at this time!" Yang Badao was shocked and stepped forward to support Chen Wanli.

Chen Wanli waved his hand and pushed Yang Badao away.

He took a step forward and knelt beside Ye Wutian's body: "Old man, I will take you back!"

Seeing this, everyone was also infected by Chen Wanli's emotions at the moment and their eyes turned red.

When they saw Ye Wutan fall, everyone was more panicked and terrified.

When you are being chased by the god of death, there is no time to feel sad.

At this moment, the respect for the hero, the regret for the passing of the venerable, the heartache for his fellow soldiers, and the shock of the death of his spiritual pillar all came to mind.

The soul of Daxia martial arts ended in this way. Although it was extremely heroic, it was also extremely regrettable.

"Oh!"

Chen Wanli took out a coffin from his storage ring and placed it on the snow.

He put Ye Wutan's body into the coffin.

Jiang Xia pursed her lips, walked forward, pulled Chen Wanli aside, and took out a letter: "He left this for you!"

Chen Wanli said "Oh", he knew that this was Ye Wutan's letter.

He took the letter but didn't open it, just put it in his pocket.

"I have something else to say to you!" Jiang Xia glanced at the people behind him and wanted to pull Chen Wanli away.

But Chen Wanli was obviously a little distracted at this time. He waved his hand impatiently: "Let's talk about everything after we get back!"

“???” Jiang Xia opened his mouth. Damn, Old Ye is gone. My words are no longer effective, right?

But when he looked up at Chen Wanli's desperate look, he sighed again.

Ye Wutan’s Nascent Soul is still alive, this matter cannot be said in public!

Forget it, just leave this kid alone!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia could only reluctantly nod and agree!

Chen Wanli walked back to the coffin and picked it up directly.

Wang Youshi was untied by Jiang Xia at this time. Seeing this scene, he lowered his head and was speechless.

He heard everything Jiang Xia and Yang Badao said.

Even though he was a disciple of Kunlun, he had to say that Kunlun had gone too far this time!

“Send Ye Junshen!”

Wang Youshi knelt on his knees and bowed deeply.

Everyone knelt on the ground and bowed down.

Chen Wanli said nothing. He just put the coffin on his shoulders and walked towards the outside of the snowy plain step by step with the coffin on his shoulders...

……

imperial capital.

In the round table office of several clan elders.

The patriarch sat in the main seat, and several other elders were basically present.

You have to know that these are the real leaders of Daxia, and each of them is busy with all kinds of affairs.

Except for some important meetings, they rarely appear in such a neat group.

"Kunlun sent someone to tell them that they want Kunlun disciples to come down the mountain and take over the position of military god. What do you think?"

The patriarch knocked on the table and glanced at the people present.

"Kunlun's actions this time are really too extreme. How can our Great Xia court be coerced by them like this? This is intolerable!"

“I have to endure it even if I can’t bear it any more. With Ye Wutan’s death, there is no one left to support the martial arts of Great Xia anymore. The martial arts are soulless. Without Kunlun, I’m afraid…”

"If we allow these ambitious people to operate recklessly in the secular world, who knows how many troubles will arise!"

"Has Ye Wutan designated a successor?"

"Handong Chen Wanli?"

"We have come to a crossroads. You all need to know which side to choose!

Chen Wanli is a rising star and is naturally considered a capable young man among the younger generation.

But compared to Kunlun?"

"Ye Wutian has been fighting Kunlun for half his life, but in the end he still ended up like this. Can Chen Wanli stand firm? He is still a young man after all!"

It was rare that several elders had a disagreement. They discussed with each other, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

Now, as they say, is a huge fork in the road!

No one knows what the future will be like if you make a wrong choice.

No one else knew what Kunlun wanted to do, but these top elders of the clan naturally knew it clearly.

They knew everything about the game between Ye Junshen and Kunlun from beginning to end.

If you take a wrong step, you might become a sinner in history books!

The patriarch knocked on the table again and said in a deep voice: "Ye Wutan did not designate a successor. He just said..."

Even a person like the patriarch looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Ok?"

Several elders looked at the patriarch.

The chief patriarch then slowly said: "He said that the future generations' plan lies in Chen Wanli. Who is the god of war? Let's see what Chen Wanli suggests!"

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't his intention to let Chen Wanli do it..."

"No, he..."

Several elders pondered Ye Wuotian's "last words" for a while, and all showed extremely shocked expressions.