Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Forty-nine heavens, outside the passage to the gods.

The situation is tense and the temper is high.

On one side, there were the powerful avenue guards led by Jiang Jiutian holding a sword, who blocked the entire Conferred God Passage in a fan shape.

At the other end, there was a group of mysterious strong men wearing helmets and armor and holding various weapons, surrounding a large sedan chair that was shining with fiery red light.

Right in front of the sedan, four stunning beauties in fiery red robes and long hair stood there, each of them looking heroic and dashing.

The two sides were facing each other, with the atmosphere full of gunpowder, as if a simple move would lead to the outbreak of a war.

In the distant void, there were tens of thousands of gods who came here to admire the reputation, and they kept gathering, but no god dared to approach easily.

"King of Killing, what else do I have to say for you to believe me?"

On the side of the pagan warriors, an ugly commander in blood-red armor shouted at Jiang Jiutian in a earnest manner.

"We are not here to cause trouble, let alone invade. We just want to congratulate the Supreme Living Being Emperor on his successful deification and witness the grand ceremony of deification."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised a glowing energy ball in his hand.

"Look, we've even prepared the gifts. How could it be possible..."

"Fuchun." Jiang Jiutian suddenly interrupted him: "You are an eyewitness to the battle of the Ten Thousand Realms. You should still remember the words my father gave you as a heretic."

Fuchun groaned, then his cheeks twitched bitterly.

"I, we are here to thank the Supreme Emperor of Living Beings for his kindness and grace of not killing us, that's why..."

"Shut up." Jiang Jiutian suddenly got angry: "My father is the ruler of the acquired world, the Great Emperor of Living Beings, and he cannot coexist with you heretics."

"Retreat now and I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy."

Seeing that Jiang Jiutian was about to show his power, Fu Chun was immediately frightened out of his wits and quickly withdrew to the side of the huge sedan chair, and seemed to be discussing something with the mysterious person in the sedan chair.

At this moment, Qianlong and Bifang, who were standing beside Jiang Jiutian, looked at each other.

Then, Qianlong gently warned: "Young Master, the heretic rebels appear to be respectful on the surface, but they actually have evil intentions. In front of so many gods from the acquired world around them, they openly cling to the Great Dao. This is to throw dirty water on the Great Dao and try to prove the falsehood that the Great Dao is colluding with the heretics."

"They have evil intentions." Bifang also echoed: "There must be a mastermind behind them."

Jiang Jiutian understood it well, so he scolded Fu Chun loudly and took the toughest attitude.

But now, the Ceremony of Conferring the Gods is imminent, and if we really were to fight with this group of pagan warriors, the disadvantages would outweigh the advantages.

What's more, there was a mysterious pagan strongman in the sedan chair. Judging from his demeanor and status, he should be far superior to Fu Chun.

This is also the reason why he has not taken decisive action and killed without mercy until now.

Not long after, Fu Chun seemed to have received instructions from the mysterious and powerful man in the sedan chair and walked forward again.

"King of Killing God, it's okay if you don't let us in. Can you inform the Supreme Living Being Emperor to come and see us?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Jiutian frowned.

Bifang snorted coldly and shouted: "Who are you? Are you worthy of being received by the master of the future world?"

Qianlong also said with a stern face: "Pagan fanatics, if you know what's good for you, leave the world of the afterlife immediately, or I will kill you without mercy."

As his words fell, countless Avenue Guardians behind him took a step forward at the same time, ready to launch an attack with murderous intent.

Seeing this scene, Fu Chun was completely speechless.

But at this moment, two blood-red ribbons suddenly shot out from the sedan chair surrounded by pagan warriors, quickly wrapped around Qianlong and Bifang's necks, and dropped them into the void.

The speed was so fast that even Jiang Jiutian couldn't react for a moment.

"Master Jiang, I advise you not to act rashly."

Suddenly, just as Jiang Jiutian was about to take action, he was warned by a mysterious woman's voice.

With a sudden shudder, Jiang Jiutian cast his gaze towards the pagan sedan chair.

"We are here to congratulate Jiang Chen on hosting the Conferred God Ceremony. We have no intention of offending you. If you insist on forcing us to take action, then these two subordinates of yours will die on the spot."

Jiang Jiutian clenched the magic sword in his hand, his face gloomy to the extreme.

"Ask your father to come out. You, a junior, are not qualified to receive us."

After hearing this, Qianlong, whose neck was rolled, shouted sternly: "Young Master, don't worry about us. Kill them without mercy. This concerns the reputation of the Great Dao."

Bifang also yelled hysterically: "Young Master, do it, don't worry about us, the reputation of the avenue is more important than us."

Jiang Jiutian gritted his teeth, thought for a while, and was about to take action when he saw a terrifying energy wave coming from the void.

The next second, a purple-gold sword light carrying a sacred glow broke through the air, and with the whistling sound of the sword, it cut off the blood-red ribbons that trapped Qianlong and Bifang, and then rushed towards the sedan chair surrounded by pagan warriors with terrifying power.

When the pagan warriors saw this, they all rushed forward together and fought against the purple-gold sword light surrounded by holy light.

In the distance and all around, countless gods from the acquired world who had gathered saw this scene, their eyes widened, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

The word "paganism" has a natural deterrent and fear for them. Now that there are strong people who dare to take action against paganism, they are even more shocked.

But what surprised them even more was that when a large number of pagan warriors besieged the purple-gold sword light, in front of Jiang Jiutian, a sacred and dazzling light flashed, and Jiang Chen, together with Chu Chu, Zhong Ling, Shen Yuanjun, and Taihuan Shengzhu suddenly appeared.

Qianlong and Bifang, who fell from the void, were steadily caught by Shenyuanjun.

Seeing this scene, the gods around, who had been too frightened to say a word, seemed to have found their backbone and regained their confidence, and they all knelt down in the air.

"See the avenue, the avenue is mighty!"

"See the avenue, the avenue is mighty!"

"See the avenue, the avenue is mighty!"

Shouts like thunder and sea roared continuously from the gods who were kneeling and kowtowing devoutly all around.

Jiang Chen waved at them, and a source of sacred light completely protected them.

Looking at the purple-gold lightsaber in the void that was under siege, after breaking the siege of more than a hundred pagan warriors, it rushed straight towards the huge sedan chair at lightning speed.

Boom!

There was a deafening roar, and the entire forty-nine heavens began to tremble violently.

The next second, the pagan sedan was actually blown apart, and a dazzling blood-red light immediately spread out from inside, completely blocking the terrifying sword energy that was falling.

Looking again, I saw a shadow surrounded by red light, with no clear face, sitting cross-legged in the broken sedan chair. He was unharmed and seemed so calm and composed.