Kowloon God Emperor

Wang Zhong's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with cold anger and murderous intent.

However, he was also extremely afraid of Su Chen's Devouring Divine Fire. After all, he didn't have much dark water essence on his body, and using it every time would make him feel extremely painful.

He and Su Chen just stared at each other, and they actually reached a stalemate.

However, not long after, an unfathomable figure appeared out of nowhere, emitting an ethereal Taoist aura and an extremely hot aura, as brilliant as the sun.

He was a young man wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with the sun, moon and stars. He looked elegant and extraordinary, with a faint smile on his lips and a pair of deep and bright eyes, as if there were flames rising from them.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged man in a black robe with a sinister face, carrying a black sword on his back. He was filled with murderous aura, and his sword intentions were rampant, with a terrifying aura.

Both of them are powerful God Kings!

When Wang Zhong saw the young man, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "Vice President Zhao, you're finally back!"

The elegant and extraordinary young man was the vice president of Daoyi College, Zhao Huaian.

He is known as the Hunyuan Pill King and is extremely famous in the entire Xuanming Divine Realm!

"Wang Zhong, where is Ye Feixuan?"

Zhao Huaian said lightly, his eyes fell on Su Chen, especially when he saw the Devouring Divine Fire around Su Chen, his eyes lit up.

"My subordinates are not doing their job well. Ye Feixuan has already entered the Tower of Babel! This man came with Ye Feixuan. He has a treasure to protect him. I can't do anything to him!"

Wang Zhong said with some shame.

"Oh? A lowly ant at the first level of the Lord God Realm not only severely injured the three elders, but also made you, the God King, helpless. This really makes me more and more curious!"

Zhao Huaian looked at Su Chen with an interested look.

Su Chen's eyes were extremely sharp, with a hint of vigilance. He could sense that Wang Zhong and Zhao Huaian were both lower-level God Kings.

But the middle-aged man in black robe who followed Zhao Huaian was actually a powerful middle-level God King!

"Liu Cang, capture him and keep him alive. I can be of use to you!"

Zhao Huaian said calmly.

"Yes, son!"

The middle-aged man in black robe actually bowed respectfully to Zhao Huaian, then raised his head and stared at Su Chen.

boom!

A terrifying sword intent spread across the sky, causing the void in all directions to vibrate and hum, and the fierce murderous intent locked onto Su Chen.

Su Chen's eyes were full of vigilance. The Demon-Suppressing Tower and the Sword of Desolation were humming and vibrating, ready to launch a powerful attack at any time.

p; But at this moment, the Tower of Babel suddenly began to hum and vibrate.

An ancient and vast breath gushed out, intertwined with blazing divine light, and on the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel, the ancient door slowly opened.

Two figures flew out from it.

The figure was Ye Feixuan.

The other figure was a beautiful middle-aged woman in palace dress, with Taoist charm intertwined around her body, sword energy rising, and a pair of eyes that were extremely sharp, as if a powerful and peerless divine sword burst out from her!

An extremely terrifying aura was emanating from her whole body, and the unparalleled divine pressure was pressing down on Wang Zhong, Zhao Huaian and the middle-aged man in black robe.

"Zhao Huaian, I'm not dead yet, are you so impatient to take over?"

A cold voice sounded in the void.

That beautiful middle-aged woman was Ye Feixuan’s master and the dean of Daoyi College, Chen Ziyan!

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of Zhao Huaian and Wang Zhong, and the middle-aged man in black robe looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Especially Zhao Huaian, who was very clear about Chen Ziyan's injuries at the moment. Logically, Chen Ziyan's breath should be weak and dying, so why did she still have such a strong pressure?

Could it be that Ye Feixuan brought back some treasure?

Zhao Huaian's gaze fell on Ye Feixuan with a hint of suspicion.

However, his complexion soon returned to normal, and he smiled indifferently at Chen Ziyan and said, "The dean misunderstood me! The dean was seriously injured, and Huai'an just wanted to help the dean manage Daoyi College temporarily. Moreover, I have been looking for a way to cure the dean's injuries during this period of time. I hope the dean will not misunderstand my painstaking efforts!"

"You've put in so much effort? You really have put in so much effort! However, my injury is not serious enough for you to worry about. I have my own way! Zhao Huaian, don't worry, I, Chen Ziyan, will not die!"

Chen Ziyan stared at Zhao Huaian, with a trace of cold anger and murderous intent in her eyes, but then it became indifferent.

"That would be great! If the dean needs anything, just look for Huai'an. I will do my best!"

Zhao Huaian smiled calmly, then waved his sleeves and left with Wang Zhong and the middle-aged man in black robe.

"Su Chen, are you okay?"

Ye Feixuan asked with some concern.

"I'm fine!"

Su Chen shook his head.

Fortunately, Chen Zi Yan appeared in time, otherwise he really would not be able to deal with the three God Kings.

"Your name is Su Chen, right? This is not the place to talk, follow me!"

Chen Ziyan glanced at Su Chen, then waved her sleeves and took Su Chen and Ye Feixuan back into the Tower of Babel.