The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Wait...wait...wait for me...Emperor...Brother...Brother" Xiao Meili cried so hard that she couldn't even speak.

If Xiao Meili had cried like this before, the devilish Xiao Chen would really stop and wait a while.

But today, it won't happen.

Demonic Xiao Chen said to Yan Hongye who was still calm: "You are the most sensible, take her back to Earth twice, and don't come out again."

The corner of Yan Hongye's mouth trembled subconsciously, but she didn't know what to say when she opened her mouth.

"Don't get in the way here." Demonic Xiao Chen waved his hand after speaking, and the three women were swept away by a wave of demonic energy.

A long white knife fell into Xiangsi's arms following the demonic energy.

It wasn't until this moment that Xiangsi, who reacted a little slower, realized something, and burst into tears following wow.

That long knife is her body, even though the young master has never used it, he has left her side in practice.

Now the young master not only sent them away, but even sent away the knife.

"Sister Hongye, shall we go back, shall we?" Xiangsi tugged at Yan Hongye's clothes, begging with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Meili wiped her tears, and threatened viciously: "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuu, if you don't go back, I will hate you for the rest of my life."

Yan Hongye bit her lip, she had never disobeyed the demonic Xiao Chen in her life.

And Yan Hongye also understood that the demonic Xiao Chen did this to protect them.

Through the demon energy, Yan Hongye was filled with reluctance and reluctance to see the demonic Xiao Chen's figure fading from afar.

Finally Yan Hongye plucked up the courage.

"When we notify them, we will hide, remember not to be discovered, and don't cause trouble for the emperor, you know?"

Xiangsi and Xiao Meili finally burst into tears.

They just want to stay by the demonic Xiao Chen's side, whether they live or die.

After the demonic Xiao Chen sent the three women away, he began to arrange them.

"gather."

Xiao Chen faintly called out into the distance.

Soon ten small characters sprang out from the ten stars pulled by the demonic Xiao Chen, screaming strangely, and ran over holding his weapon.

In just two years, these stars that can echo the attributes of the Genesis Cross were completely transformed by these little guys.

The star representing fire was originally a beautiful and livable star, but now it has turned into a sea of ​​fire, and everything on it has been burned to nothing.

Of course, these little guys are not only good at destruction, countless flame elves were born in the burned stars.

The little guy representing ice transformed his own star into a hockey puck and led his army of ice elves to show off his might all day long.

The little guy representing death directly blew up his own stars, and then rebuilt in the destruction.

This guy should be the strongest. The death elves under him, although all of them are crooked, are far more powerful than those elemental elves.

The quietest, representative of life, the little guy has built his own star into a beautiful garden, where countless elves with healing abilities live peacefully on it.

In short, these little guys, except Wen Jingsheng, the other guys have built their own army in order to compete for the position of the boss.

For the demonic Xiao Chen, this is good news.

Because the entire barrier was so broken that it spanned a galaxy, he couldn't defend such a long distance with his own strength.

Before the earth army arrives, the devilish Xiao Chen needs these little guys to help him defend the barrier.

Demonic Xiao Chen looked at these little guys, and said indifferently: "A task, to defend the barrier, not to let a person from a foreign land step over, kill and fight as you like."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Demonic Xiao Chen couldn't help but rubbed his forehead. At the beginning, Xiao Chen's enlightenment had no effect at all. After all these years, these grandsons are still more belligerent than each other.

Demonic Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and let the little guy who represented the student jump onto his hand.

"Don't go, help them in the back!"

Demonic Xiao Chen liked this quiet little guy very much, and his attitude was much gentler.

The little guy jumped onto the shoulder of the demonic Xiao Chen, shaking his body happily.

"Go and arrange it yourself."

The time is too urgent, and now the demonic Xiao Chen wants to teach him some things about fighting in battle, and it is too late.

One can only hope that these militants, and their minions, are born fighters.

"Remember, you can't retreat even if you die."

The demonic Xiao Chen gave a faint warning.

"Woooooo~" A group of little guys raised their weapons, their blood boiling.

After the little guys dispersed, the demonic Xiao Chen waved his hand, and hundreds of sealed balls appeared in front of him.

After thinking about it, the demonic Xiao Chen bounced these small balls towards the stars where the little guys were.

These are all the collections of the demonic Xiao Chen, and the things that can be collected by the demonic Xiao Chen are all rare treasures in the world.

However, the demonic Xiao Chen didn't leave a single one for himself.

"Woooooo~" The little guy standing on Demonic Xiao Chen's shoulder gently pulled his hair, as if he was dissatisfied with Demonic Xiao Chen's behavior.

Demonic Xiao Chen shook his head and didn't say much.

"Hmm..." Demonic Xiao Chen looked into the distance, and sighed somewhat dissatisfied.

The monks and leaders gathered on the earth did not have much sense of crisis at all.

To this day, the army has not yet arrived here.

Looking around, there is nothing to arrange, except for a knife.

Without the Prison Dragon, the devilish Xiao Chen has never had a handy weapon. Although Acacia is good, that girl is afraid of pain.

Just when the demonic Xiao Chen was about to use starlight to make a knife, a bright light suddenly appeared in the distance.

This point of light broke through the limitations of space and distance, and arrived in front of the demonic Xiao Chen almost instantly.

A throne, a bronze throne.

"Long time no see, little guy." An old voice sounded from the bronze throne.

"You are indeed alive." Demonic Xiao Chen frowned: "We know each other?"

"Haha...of course!" The Bronze Throne laughed loudly: "The complete you, once sat on this throne, slaughtered a god, the real god!"

The devilish Xiao Chen is a little baffled, although he knows that the throne refers to the complete Xiao Chen, but what does Tu Shen mean?

"There are gods everywhere, which god are you talking about?" Demonic Xiao Chen asked indifferently.

"No, no, no." The Bronze Throne explained: "The god in my mouth is not the god in your mouth!"

"Is there a difference?" Demonic Xiao Chen felt a little interesting.

"There's a big difference." The Bronze Throne said nonchalantly.

"The gods in my mouth are just a code name, because we don't know what to call them. Of course, the other guys like to call them fishermen."

"What is a god? A god is an existence that mortals can only look up to, and we are all mortals."