The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

A kind of happiness for the rest of my life suddenly enveloped my heart.

"Yan Chuan, what do you want?" Wang Spider said coldly, more sober.

Yan Chuan pleaded for his party? Definitely conspiring, although Wang Spider was seriously injured, he was still extremely calm.

As soon as Wang Spider spoke, the great monsters also became serious.

"How about your sister, Yan Chuan saved you!" Miao Miao said with disdain.

All the monsters: "..................!"

Yan Chuan ignored the great monsters, but shouted out of Baiwu.

"Qinglong, come here!" Yan Chuan shouted.

Above the Yongdian.

Yi Feng fights against the five great Confucian scholars alone, and is slightly slow when he settles down.

Obviously, although he was distracted by the chessboard, he was still worried about the direction of the East Hall.

Not only Yifeng, Qinglong, Bailong, and Dongfang Zhengpai were also worried. The three of them looked at the direction of Dongfangdian from time to time.

After the sound of the tiger's roar, there was a huge boom from the East Hall, as if there was a powerful battle. Everyone was anxious and couldn't see it.

Qinglong clenched his fists. There was a panic in my heart.

Until a voice came from inside.

"Qinglong, come here!"

A voice is tantamount to nature, Yan Chuan's tone is very light.

The light tone can only explain one thing, is Yan Chuan okay? And it looks relaxed?

"call!"

Qinglong and Bailong looked at each other and exhaled for a long time. Falling down the big stone in his heart, he smiled with satisfaction.

As for the chess-playing wind, the previous worries also fell, and he took a soft breath and picked up the tea next to him, revealing a touch of relaxation.

In addition to Yan Chuan's crisis, Yi Feng also set his heart on the chessboard. A murderous look in his eyes, Yi Feng's chess style suddenly became fierce.

The green dragon flew to the East Hall.

And not far away, there is a valley under the floating island.

Meng Rongrong hurried over. A wave of worries flashed in his eyes.

Inside, suddenly Yan Chuan's voice came.

"Qinglong, come here!"

Yan Chuan's voice was very light, and his leisure was immediately exposed.

"Humph!" Meng Rongrong snorted coldly.

Turning around, Meng Rongrong flew back to Julu Mountain. The worry on the face before, I don't know when it started, and it became more relaxed.

The green dragon flew back to the East Hall.

But when he fell on the square, Qinglong was stunned.

Ten big monsters?

"Young Master, this is not the last Tiger Clan residence, Wang Zu and the others?" Qinglong said in surprise.

Ten big monsters, hurt like this?

Qinglong immediately analyzed it. It must be Baiditian?

Thinking of Baiditian, Qinglong is a spirit, this person is so powerful?

"Yes, it's them, you show them to me, don't let them run away!" Yan Chuan said.

"Ah? Is this still going to be guarded?" Qinglong muttered.

A group of big monsters in front of them, shaped like mud, couldn't escape at all. But Yan Chuan is also for the sake of insurance.

Qinglong nodded solemnly.

Yan Chuan turned his head and walked back to the Oriental Palace.

"Marina!"

The door of the main hall slammed shut.

"Has the anger disappeared?" Yan Chuan smiled.

Bai Ditian frowned and did not speak. Obviously, this anger was impossible to eliminate. The life or death of his wife and son was unclear, and Bai Ditian's mood was not getting better.

Yan Chuan sat down and said, "Let me tell you about the later Bai Tushi!"

"Yeah!" Bai Ditian nodded.

"That time, after a tragic battle with Bai Tushi, I established a deep friendship. He also agreed to go to my country and help me fight the world together!" Yan Chuan recalled.

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