Kowloon God Emperor

It was a figure wearing a purple robe, with a faint lightning mark between his eyebrows, and his whole body exuded a transcendent and ethereal aura.

The void in his hands seemed to be able to be twisted by him. The void that had been torn apart by him was calmed down with a wave of his hand.

He stood above the nine heavens, and there seemed to be endless lightning all around him. He had a majestic and domineering temperament, especially his eyes, which contained endless chaotic thunder and the terrifying scene of the birth and death of the world.

When he appeared between heaven and earth, an invisible pressure spread out, instantly causing Su Chen, Chen Ziyan, Zhao Yuanqi and many other powerful Wu clan members to tremble violently, as if they were falling into an icy abyss.

It was like an ant being stared at by an ancient divine dragon, and a deep feeling of powerlessness emerged in his heart.

What a terrifying existence it is?

Su Chen and Ye Feixuan's eyes were filled with extremely solemn expressions.

Zhao Yuanqi and others were even more terrified.

"Filthy world, ant-like creatures!"

An indifferent voice sounded, as if it contained a strange law of heaven and earth, causing the void in all directions to roar and tremble.

The middle-aged man in purple robe glanced at Zhao Yuanqi and others as if he was looking at a group of ants. There was indifference in his eyes without the slightest fluctuation.

Finally, his gaze rested on Su Chen, or to be exact, on Ye Feixuan, with a hint of joy.

"Miss, I finally found it!"

Then, he stretched out his hand in mid-air and grabbed, and Su Chen immediately felt that Ye Feixuan in his arms was out of control, and flew directly into the air and flew towards the middle-aged man in purple robe.

"Who are you? What's your relationship with Ye Feixuan?"

A cold light flashed in Su Chen's eyes, and he asked with a vigilant look, and hurriedly hugged Ye Feixuan tightly to prevent him from flying towards the middle-aged man in purple robe.

He could see that the middle-aged man in purple robe was coming for Ye Feixuan, but he didn't know the relationship between them, so it was naturally impossible for him to take Ye Feixuan away easily.

"You are just an ant-like thing. Do you think you can desecrate my lady? Let go!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man's eyes turned cold, his tongue sang like thunder, and his terrifying divine power pressed towards Su Chen.

boom!

Su Chen's whole body was shaking violently, and he felt an unrivaled divine power pressing down on him, causing his whole body to tremble violently. He groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, the middle-aged man in purple robe seemed to be afraid of hurting Ye Feixuan, so he did not take Ye Feixuan away by force. He just kept exerting his power on Su Chen to make Su Chen let go.

At this moment, Ye Feixuan slowly woke up.

When she saw the middle-aged man in purple robe, she immediately showed an expression of great surprise, and then she realized the terrible pressure that Su Chen was under, and hurriedly said: "Uncle purple robe, please let Su Chen go, he is my savior!"

After hearing Ye Feixuan's words, the middle-aged man in purple robe's eyes flashed, but he still retracted the terrifying divine power around him.

Su Chen felt his whole body lighten, but a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

"Su Chen, are you okay?"

Ye Feixuan quickly helped Su Chen up, her eyes filled with extreme worry.

"I'm fine! Feixuan, who is he?"

Su Chen looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe coldly.

Just relying on divine might, he was able to inflict such a terrifying oppressive force on him. He must be at least a powerful divine emperor, or even stronger.

Moreover, Su Chen also had some vague guesses in his mind. Through the way the middle-aged man in purple robe addressed Ye Feixuan, he guessed in his heart that the middle-aged man in purple robe might be from the imperial family?

After all, Ye Feixuan possesses the blood of the Great Dao in her body, which is the supreme blood power possessed by only the imperial family.

"Su Chen, he is Uncle Purple Robe, and he is my family! If he has offended you in any way, I will apologize to you on his behalf!"

Ye Feixuan hurriedly explained.

After hearing Ye Feixuan's words, the middle-aged man in purple robe snorted coldly, very unhappy. He was very unhappy when he saw Su Chen hugging Ye Feixuan just now, but for Ye Feixuan's sake, he did not argue with Su Chen.

"Miss, the time has come, you should come back with me! Since this guy saved you, I will give him some luck, or how about I help him kill these enemies?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe smiled at Ye Feixuan, his eyes full of doting, no longer the majestic and domineering attitude he had before.

After hearing the words of the middle-aged man in purple robe, Zhao Yuanqi and others couldn't help but tremble all over and revealed expressions of extreme fear.

Zhao Yuanqi even said with a stiff face: "Senior, I didn't know this lady was your family member. I just wanted to seek revenge on Su Chen! I don't know which divine realm you are from? My Wu clan is about to return to the divine realm. When the time comes, please come and watch the ceremony!"

"Witch tribe? If the Witch tribe from several epochs ago were still qualified to speak in front of me, the current Witch tribe is just a group of rubbish that is barely surviving and only knows how to hide in the outer space. How dare they try to make friends with me?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe sneered.

Seeing that the middle-aged man in purple robe did not take the witch clan seriously at all, Zhao Yuanqi was shocked and angry, but he had no idea of ​​the middle-aged man's cultivation level, so he could only shut up quickly for fear of offending him.

At the same time, he was also secretly sending messages, wanting the strongest person of the Witch Clan to come here quickly.