The Only Male Emperor in a Female-dominated World

The Yuanmie Shears formed a circle, protecting Chen Yanran inside.

The third elder wanted to take action, but the attack had already arrived.

Mi Chang's hands transformed into a black and white yin and yang fish ball, covering all the enemies.

"Change position, pardon!"

The next second, Chen Yanran changed her position and appeared in her arms.

Looking at the miserable state of the person in his arms, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

The iron hook that suppressed the immortal power was pulled out, revealing the white bones and blood flowing out.

He quickly took out a magical healing pill and fed it to him, and his breathing became slightly more stable.

"Well done, Mi Chang."

Seeing that there was no need to worry, Chen Lingjun no longer held back and spread out his five fingers.

"Blood and Fire Divine Art!"

Pfft!

In an instant, the blood of dozens of Shadow Clan members flew out of their bodies uncontrollably, forming a river of blood in the air.

"Blood and fire, condense!"

With a change of hand gestures, the river of blood turned into scarlet flames and returned to the body.

The Shadow Clan members who were touched turned into ashes before they could even make a sound.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the third elder ran away.

Chen Lingjun had no intention of chasing after her at this time. He flew to Mi Chan and took over Chen Yanran, his face full of heartache.

Circulate the vitality and artistic conception and input it into the body to heal the wounds.

The women around him kept silent. Although they were unhappy, it was obviously not the time to be upset.

"Yang'er!"

At this time Huijin and a few others followed the trail to the scene and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that no one was hurt.

"Why did you come here? It's so dangerous."

"Master, I'm fine."

Huiyang told everyone what happened without hiding anything.

Huiyang frowned after hearing this and quickly realized something was wrong.

"The Ten Thousand Ghosts Pagoda Banner is the Shadow Clan's most precious treasure. How could it be given to a small fry to use?"

At the same time, Chen Yanran recovered from her injuries and slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

I saw the person I had been thinking about appear before me.

His first reaction was not joy, but panic, and he said weakly:

"There's an ambush, hurry up."

boom! boom! boom! …

As soon as the words fell, ten scarlet beams of light shot up into the sky, enveloping everyone.

Countless mysterious and complex formations appeared in the sky and the earth, and a murderous aura spread.

Yuehua's face was solemn, "The Ten Directions Slaughter Formation is dangerous now."

The Ten Directions Slaughter Formation, recognized as the most powerful killing formation in ancient times, has long been lost.

The conditions are extremely harsh and must be arranged by ten ninth-level immortal-god realm monks of the same bloodline and realm.

Moreover, the ten people need to be of the same mind, otherwise failure will occur.

"Oh no, my magic power is fading quickly."

Jiuli said in a deep voice.

"It's the same for me. I estimate that my Buddha power will be exhausted in less than five hours."

Hui Jin said.

"We can't sit still and wait for death."

Jiuli raised the magic knife and looked at the formation fiercely.

The monstrous demonic energy was completely refined by the formation before it even got close.

"The wall without formation is formed by the rules of heaven and earth, so save your energy."

Su Dao dissuaded him.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect your plan to actually succeed."

At this time, two figures appeared out of nowhere, they were Tong Qianqian and He Guangqian.

"It's just that they were too stupid to take the bait so easily."

He Guangqian smiled sinisterly and looked at Chen Lingjun in the formation with hatred in his eyes.

"It's a pity that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pagoda Banner was given away before it even got warm enough."

The two of them looked down at everyone from across the formation.

"Hey, isn't this Tong Paopao? He finally shows up."

Jiuli taunted.

Tong Qianqian snorted coldly, "Several of you have ganged up on me. How shameless!"

"Today next year will be your death anniversary."

As soon as the words fell, ten black figures emerged, all of them were peerless masters of the ninth level of the Immortal God Realm.

Even three of them have already taken half a step into the Creation Stage.