The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 101: Nether Phoenix

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The Immortal City! City Lord's Mansion!

"Zi Wen, you bastard, what did you just do? Pointing in front of me? Make me ashamed in front of Yu Xi?" Yang Zhi Jiu yelled at Zi Wen with shame on his face.

The Beimo Temple Ziwenwo came back with a stomachache. Prepare to digest this humiliation slowly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhijiu has been chasing here, aggressively, constantly criticizing and cursing.

In the main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion, there are a lot of acquaintances. In the presence of so many people, don’t give yourself any mercy?

"Young Master Nine, don't deceive people too much!" Zi Wen gritted his teeth and said angrily.

The master of Ziwen Tangtang Void Realm, was slapped in the face by an aura in public, and his heart was gloomy, and he became even more angry.

"Too much deception? Humph, do you dare to move me a try? I'll tell my father when I go back and let you be destroyed, do you believe it or not?" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.

Zi Wen clenched his fists, facing Yang Zhijiu, really weak. Who would let King Uri Dao pamper him?

"Enough!" A voice sounded in the hall.

Gu Yue Shengzi looked at Yang Zhijiu with an ugly face: "Lao Jiu, Ziwen is my attendant, and it is not your turn to tell!"

Yang Zhijiu turned his head and looked at the Gu Yue Shengzi in the north of the main hall.

"Hmph, Yang Guyue, don't you pretend to be big in front of me, you are the son of greatness? I am not afraid of you, and the real people in the temple, please listen to me!" Yang Zhi Jiuheng Glancing at everyone in the hall.

In the hall, all the cultivators looked ugly.

"If anyone dares to go to Beimo Hall to make trouble again, don't blame me. You're welcome!" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.

In the hall, the eyes of all the cultivators were cold.

"You are welcome? Why are you welcome?" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.

Yang Zhijiu sneered: "I will beg my father to remove your real career position, and then some people will clean up you! Humph!"

Yang Zhi Jiuyi said that the faces of the cultivators were once again extremely ugly, but no one dared to talk too much.

"Then take me away too!" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.

"I can't move you, but I can move the people around you, so that all of your followers will go to hell, do you believe it or not?" Yang Zhijiu asked a rogue.

"You!" Gu Yue's eyes stared, and a hostile breath flashed out.

"Do you want to hit me? You hit! Dad said, you are not allowed to bully me. If you want to hit me, I will tell Dad and let Dad deal with you!" Yang Zhijiu hated.

The repairer of a hall, a hall of emptiness, facing Yang Zhijiu, there is no way he can do it. Who can let him have a good father?

The atmosphere in the hall was stiff.

"It's not good!" A cultivator rushed into the hall outside the hall.

"What's the matter?" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.

"Holy Son, Mr. Wen Ruo is going to lose!" The cultivator said with an ugly expression.

"What?" Gu Yue Shengzi's face changed.

No longer pay attention to Yang Zhijiu, and stepped out of the hall.

Standing at the entrance of the hall, looking up at the cloud platform not far away.

Withered!

The flowers on the virtual chessboard, one after another withered, annihilated, surrounded by death. Mr. Wen Ruo's chess retreats.

On the PTZ.

Mr. Wen Ruo has extremely solemn eyes. Grasping a white seed, how can it not fall down!

"Let's draw!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Draw?" Mr. Wen Ruo suddenly raised his head.

"At this moment, on the chessboard, black and white are equal, stop here, let's be a draw!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Look at Yan Chuan unexpectedly. In the end, Mr. Wen Ruo solemnly said: "I still have things to do in the Jokhang Holy Land, so I can't lose this game. Really, thank you!"

"After you're done, accompany me to another game!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Definitely!" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a sense of emotion.

The two slowly stood up.

The two got up, and the blue dragon from below suddenly flew over.

"Let's go, let's go back!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Yes!" Qinglong flew away quickly with Yan Chuan.

Mr. Wen Ruo smiled slightly and flew towards the city lord's mansion.

Among the people below, a figure in a black robe watched Yan Chuan leave.

"It's God's will, Yan Chuan? You actually came to the Immortal City? You also brought my compass, it's time, tusk!" The black robe figure said solemnly.

The City Lord's Mansion.

Mr. Wen Ruo looked at Gu Yue Shengzi and said: "Holy Son, I failed to win!"

"Yan Chuan? Is it him again?" Gu Yue Shengzi's eyes were cold.

"Wen Ruo, aren't you a talented scholar at Julu Academy? You are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. That's just an unknown junior. You didn't win?" Zi Wen said coldly.

"Well, Mr. Wen Ruo has done his best. Although he didn't win, he didn't lose. It doesn't matter if Mo Yuxi stays in the city, she will be a few people, and it won't be a big thing!" Gu Yue Shengzi comforted.

"Thank Shengzi!" Mr. Wen Ruo nodded.

Gu Yue Shengzi nodded, coldly looking at Qinglong and Yan Chuan flying far away.

North Mo Hall.

"This time, thanks to you again!" Mo Yuxi whispered.

"It's nothing, needless to say, maybe soon, I need your help!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Hmm!" Mo Yuxi nodded without hesitation.

"You played so well, or else, teach me!" Mo Yuxi said expectantly.

"Good!"

"Meow, Da Liu..., Yan Chuan didn't feel at ease at first sight...!" Meow muttered to the side.

"Pop!"

Mo Yuxi probed his hand and stuffed a superb spirit stone into Miao Miao's arms.

"Meow, Sister Mo is a good person!" Meow, holding the best spirit stone, jumped to the side with an open eyebrow.

Naturally, the four Qinglong people will not be ignorant and bother.

Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi sat in the Beimo Hall, playing against each other.

"This is the golden flame tea I got in the past years, try it!" Mo Yuxi poured a cup of golden tea for Yan Chuan.

After taking a sip, Yan Chuan frowned, then stretched out for a while. The pores all over the body are relaxed.

"Good tea, you can climb immortal products!" Yan Chuan exclaimed.

"That's good!" Mo Yuxi's eyes crooked and smiled.

"You have been here for a few days, right? What treasure was born?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.

"No, I have to wait for a while, but I can probably guess something similar!" Mo Yuxi thought for a while.

"Oh?"

"Do you know the past glory of this undead holy place?" Mo Yuxi thought for a while.

"Want to hear more!"

"Ten thousand years ago, the Holy Land of the Undead was the head of ten thousand sects in the world, and its holy lord was called the'Blade Demon.' Ten thousand years ago, it was the first person in the world!" Mo Yuxi said.

"Sword Demon? Ten thousand years ago, was the number one person in the world?" Yan Chuan asked unexpectedly.

Because not long ago, the emperor inherited his father's will and became the new sword demon? Is a man?

"Yes, it is rumored that there were several immortals who were about to ascend to kill the sword demon after crossing the catastrophe. We are the mortal world. Immortal cultivation will be suppressed by the world, but even if suppressed, it is also the peak of the virtual realm. Ah, but those quasi-immortals, in front of the sword demon, are completely vulnerable. They are killed in a clean and neat manner. The first person in the world is truly worthy, and the undead holy land has become the head of thousands of sects!" Mo Yuxi sighed.

"Ascension? Mortal?" Yan Chuan frowned slightly, but did not ask.

"About five or six thousand years ago, I don’t know what happened to the Immortal Holy Land, and it completely disintegrated. I heard that the sword demon also fell in that battle. After the sword demon fell, some of the Taoists in the immortal holy land also disappeared inexplicably!" Mo Yu Xi narrated.

"Oh?"

"My father, he was a person from the Immortal Holy Land back then!" Mo Yuxi thought for a while and said solemnly.

"Your father?" Yan Chuan asked unexpectedly.

"My father, in fact...!" Mo Yuxi bit his lip, a little dare not say.

"Can't say? Don't force it!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Shaking his head, Mo Yuxi stared at Yan Chuan for a while and said: "My father, in fact, is not a human race!"

"Oh?" Yan Chuan asked unexpectedly.

"My mother is a human race, and my father is a dark phoenix!" Mo Yuxi stared at Yan Chuan, as if waiting for Yan Chuan's mood to change.

"Mingfeng? No wonder, why is your surname Mo, Yuxi? The noble among birds, your father told you not to forget your nobleness?" Yan Chuan exclaimed.

"Don't you think I...!" Mo Yuxi said worriedly.

"Hahaha, in my eyes, you have always been Mo Yuxi, you have always been!" Yan Chuan nodded solemnly.

"Thank you!" Mo Yuxi's face burst into a gloomy, brilliant smile.

"Why was your father in the Holy Land of Immortality?" Yan Chuan asked.

Mo Yuxi nodded and said: "The Immortal Holy Land, the guardian beast of the past, is the Phoenix family. Before the undead holy land is destroyed, my father can only be here!"

"Oh?"

"Father once told me that under this undead holy site, there are things from my Phoenix clan, and there are also treasures of the immortal holy land, but I didn't elaborate on it back then. Later...!" Mo Yuxi's face showed a trace of sadness. .

"If there are things from the Phoenix family, I will try my best to help you get them!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.

"Hmm!" Mo Yuxi nodded moved.

The two drank golden flame tea as they settled down.

In the middle of the night, Yan Chuan's eyes suddenly condensed while they were talking.

"Om!"

A powerful aura suppressed the entire Beimo Temple.

"Who? Dare to break into my Beimo Hall!" Outside the hall, Qinglong suddenly shouted angrily.

"Huh!"

Mo Yuxi also stood up immediately, guarding Yan Chuan, and looked at the door of Bei Mo Temple. The momentum pressed towards the outside of the hall.

"Buzzing!"

The two sides collided with each other's momentum, and there was a burst of depressive sound.

"Meow!"

Miao Miao suddenly rushed into the hall and rushed in front of Yan Chuan.

"Seven bad guys came outside! Meow!" Meow worried.

Outside the hall, there was a hoarse voice.

"Yan Chuan, I know you are here, come out, don't hide!" The voice was hoarse and full of jokes.

"Six are virtual realms?" Mo Yuxi said with an ugly expression.

"Let's go out and have a look!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"But...!" Mo Yuxi worried.

"Let's go, they must not dare to do anything to you, so they haven't done it. Since they haven't done it, then everything is easy to say!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Okay, but you are by my side, I will guard you!" Mo Yuxi insisted.

"Hmm!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi stepped out of the hall slowly.

It was late at night, but the bright moon was still in the sky, and seven figures wrapped in black robes could still be seen.

The four Azure Dragons coldly confronted the seven, guarding the two of Beimo Temple.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, Yan Chuan, it's really time for you to come!" One of the black-robed men smiled strangely. (To be continued)

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