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Chu Yan moved too fast and too ruthlessly, directly destroying Ao Xuan's soul, making it impossible for him to be resurrected.

Wu Changfeng stared at Chu Yan with a smile on his face, with a complicated look on his face: "Tai Fei has really taken in a good disciple!"

"Thank you." Chu Yan calmly responded, and Wu Changfeng was so angry that he couldn't stay any longer.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would run away violently, thus exposing his relationship with Ao Xuan.

After Wu Changfeng left, many immortal emperors followed him.

The feet of Ao Jing and his son seemed to have taken root, one or two could not move.

Chu Yan watched, there seemed to be a withered atmosphere around the two dragons, and their faces were also a little gray.

Those pasts, those truths... without warning, without warning, without a trace of reservation, they were all stuffed into their minds, and they were not given the slightest recovery time at all.

It doesn't give them room to think, they don't know how to react.

"Where did you find those two videos?" Ao Mufeng fixed his eyes on Chu Yan, trying to find any flaws.

Chu Yan smiled: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor doesn't need to know where the video came from, just like you didn't go to find out the truth before, and you didn't want to let your son and wife go. Before, you ignored it and pretended to be deaf and blind."

"Why do we need to get to the bottom of it now?"

"Or do you mean that you don't believe that your kind and innocent sister is such a vicious person, and you still want to use this to slander me and make fakes to wash away the evil things she has done?"

Ao Mufeng looked embarrassed, "Boy Chu Yan, this emperor didn't mean that, this emperor..."

Chu Yan raised his hand, interrupted Dragon Emperor Ao Mufeng, and said impatiently: "What do you mean, I don't want to know."

"The blood of the Dragon Clan is noble, and His Majesty the Dragon Emperor is a high-ranking Immortal Emperor. Both Xiaoyu and I are ordinary monks, and cannot be seen by His Majesty the Dragon Clan. We have never wanted to cling to the power of the Dragon Clan."

"It's good for both parties not to interact with each other."

"Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor can rest assured, Ao Xuan is dead, Ao Wei and Ao Xuan are ruined, and our husband and wife have already had our revenge."

"From now on, I will never embarrass the Dragon Clan again, and I will never mention this matter again."

"Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, whether you want to bring Ao Xuan back as a princess or keep her as a Buddha, it has nothing to do with us."

"Your Majesty Dragon Emperor, please don't ask me how to get the video. I won't tell you, and I don't bother to tell you. If you want to know, you can check it yourself."

After Chu Yan finished speaking in one breath, he shook his sleeves and left.

How did the video come about? Of course, he asked Tu Shanyu, wrote the script, asked him to act according to it, and then secretly recorded it.

How could the real Ao Xuan be so stupid.

He sent Xiaozhi to follow her for several years, and Ao Xuan has a good way of speaking and doing things, it can be said that she is impeccable, and she is so stupid to talk to Ao Xuan so much, how is it possible.

There is no villain who can be organized and introduce everything from beginning to end.

The question in this video, Ao Jing and the others will definitely notice something wrong after thinking about it, but no matter how wrong it is, he refuses to answer, what else can Ao Jing and his son do.

Ao Mufeng was deflated again, and said unwillingly: "Father, Chu Yan ruined the reputation of our Dragon Clan. After today, the reputation of our Dragon Clan will inevitably fall to the bottom. It is better to let him..."

"Idiot." Ao Jing gave Ao Mufeng a cold look, "All these years, you have been spoiled by Ao Wei, what do you want to do? Make Chu Yan admit that he made up everything, and gain the reputation of the whole Dragon Clan? "

"Do you think that all beings in the fairy world are idiots, or do you think that Chu Yan is so easy to handle? Just look at the fairy emperors standing beside him, they are already not to be underestimated, let's say that Puxian...he alone can represent the Buddhist world, you Why did he come here..."

"For Chu Yan?" Ao Mufeng didn't believe it.

He Chu Yan He De He Neng.

Ao Jing nodded slightly, and warned: "Mu Feng, this matter is your fault and mine. Don't worry about it. If you have time, confess your mistake to Meng Xi and Ao Ping, take them back to the Dragon Clan, and make up for it."

Ao Mufeng really didn't want to go, but he also knew that he was really wrong. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't do it if he had to admit it.

Ao Jing was thinking about how to make up for his mistakes.

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at the same time.

Chu Yan, with his family and friends, still sat on the dojo to watch the game.

Tai Fei was worried that Ao Jing and his son would trouble Chu Yan, so he simply didn't go back to the Immortal Emperor's area, and followed Chu Yan to where they were sitting.

As soon as she sat on the soft sofa, Tai Fei didn't get used to it at first, but after she got used to it, she felt extremely comfortable, and she spontaneously learned to lie back.

"Xiao Wu, you really know how to enjoy it, you have such a comfortable place, and you didn't inform me earlier, causing me to sit on that high platform for almost a month, and my waist is sore." Tai Fei complained in a low voice.

Chu Yan poured tea for Tai Fei, and re-arranged various fairy fruit snacks on the table beside him.

Then he sat back in his seat and said: "We are comfortable with this kind of comfort, but we were criticized by many monks, saying that we are not popular, and the master is an immortal emperor. How can we give others a chance to gossip about you, so I didn't look for it. you."

Tai Fei grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and kowtowed, "Other people's opinions are none of my business. Isn't the purpose of cultivating immortals to make oneself live longer, so that you can enjoy more and see different styles. If you just practice blindly, what kind of Have fun."

"What Master said is very true." Chu Yan nodded.

Tai Fei glanced at Ao Jing and Ao Mufeng who had already left, and covered Chu Yan with the domain.

In this way, even the emperor could not hear them talking.

Tai Fei asked: "I wanted to ask just now, it's fine for Wu Changfeng to help Ao Wei leave, why do you still help them leave?"

Just now, if Chu Yan hadn't stopped him suddenly, Tai Fei wouldn't have let Ao Wei escape.

Chu Yan only said two words: "Demon Race."

Tai Fei understood instantly, removed the field, stopped asking, and focused his gaze on the screen.

When they revealed the truth there, several battles had already passed in the Xianjun War.

In the final battle of Xianjun, two pairs will face each other, and the winner will get [-] points, and the final ranking will be determined by the number of points in the final battle.

The battle has been carried on to the end.

This battle was not caused by Bai Yu, or the monks Chu Yan knew.

He only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to deal with the matter.

He has already sent those dragons who were captured and imprisoned by the dragon family to Zi Ling'er's space. He didn't care about how to deal with them.

But Zi Linger sent him a message: "I have sent my brother back to the Dragon Clan to recuperate, and the rest of the tribe have also been sent back. The chiefs of the eighteen tribes of the Dragon Clan and all the elders, let me say thank you for a lifetime."

"If it weren't for you, the eighteen tribes of the Dragon Clan would be nourished by Ao Wei and Ao Xuan's mother and daughter sooner or later."

"Our Eighteen Dragon Clan will always remember your kindness. In the future, if you have a mission, our Eighteen Dragon Clan will not delay it."

Seeing this, Chu Yan suddenly felt relieved. Except for a few stupid dragons, most of the Dragon Clan was quite reasonable.

He then looked down.

"My grandfather, great grandfather, and other senior immortal emperors have rushed back to the Dragon Clan. This matter must not be so kind."

"The eighteen tribes of the Dragon Clan and the five Great Immortal Emperors have united to dethrone Ao Mufeng's throne, and one of the Dragon Emperors is vacant."

"I wonder if Bai Yu is willing to become the new Dragon Emperor? If so..."

"No need." Chu Yan replied quickly.

Just kidding, the two of them have to practice and experience, and then they have to be busy with the affairs of the demon clan, even the time for intimacy has been compressed, so how can they have time to deal with the bad things of the dragon clan.

Zi Ling'er only mentioned it. She also knew that Chu Yan and Bai Yu didn't have much affection for the Dragon Clan. If she had suffered all this, she would not have any affection for the Dragon Clan.

I saw my elder brother had his tongue cut off, his blood loss was severe, he was drowsy, his dragon tendons were pulled, and his scales were peeled off.

Zi Ling'er hated Ao Wei and Ao Xuan, and she even hated Ao Jing and his son.

The eighteen tribes of the Dragon Clan united to seize the ruling power of the Golden Dragon, and she also has a share of the credit. She didn't even bother to participate in this year's Immortal Ranking, she just wanted to pull them down and step on the soles of their feet.

After Chu Yan returned to Zi Ling'er, he looked up at Ao Jing and his son again.

Ao Jing and his son had already left at some point.

Just when Chu Yan was wondering where they went.

In his mind, Xiaozhi gloated and said: "Boss, the Dragon Emperor's guards sent a message to Ao Jing, saying that the eighteen dragon tribes have arrived at the Dragon Palace, forcing him to give up his position."

"Do you want to watch the live broadcast? It must be interesting."

Chu Yan replied: "It's better to be happy alone than to be happy with others. It's interesting to watch it together on the whole network. You can deal with it and don't show your flaws."

As for his saying that he would not mention the Dragon Clan anymore.

It's true that he didn't mention it. It's none of his business to be broadcast live by others.

"Understood, boss, just look at it." Xiaozhi left happily.

Afterwards, the database was activated, and one of the dragons who loved to sleep most among the magic dragon clan was selected from the fairy brain users.

That one really loves to sleep, even though there are many dragons gathered at the scene, it still sleeps soundly.

Xiaozhi quietly turned on his live video, so that the scene of the Dragon Clan forcing the palace appeared on the Internet again. He also "kindly" blocked the fairy brains of the other dragons of the Dragon Clan for a period of time, so that they could not see the magic dragon's video temporarily.

When you can see it, the battle to force the palace is fierce, who wants to see the fairy brain.

Xiao Zhi, who had done all this quietly, sneaked back and reported the results to Chu Yan.

"Well done." Chu Yan praised Xiaozhi a few words, then lowered his head and continued to reply to the messages from friends Ming Su, Ming Song, Su Yunshang, Qi Tianyou... these friends.

After Chu Yan replied one by one.

Two rounds of battle had passed, and when he saw Bai Yu's next match, he quickly put away his fairy brain and started to watch it seriously.

This battle: Bai Yu vs. Wu Lang

Wu Lang looked like a sick and feeble scholar, coughing twice after taking two steps, walking three steps, and clutching his heart.

Tai Fei was speechless: "This kid is very sick, how did he get to this point?"

"Lord Immortal Emperor..." Wu Shan, who had been silent all the time without waiting for Chu Yan's reply, got up and bowed to Tai Fei, then straightened his waist and said proudly: "Even if my brother is seriously ill, he still has the strength Strong and tyrannical, no worse than anyone else."

"Wu Lang is your younger brother?" Chu Yan asked in surprise.

"That's right, Wu Lang is my younger brother." When Wu Shan talked about Wu Lang, his tone was full of pride. It could be seen that he was really proud of having such a younger brother.