Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Jiang Chen looked at Wuji, who had a strong desire to survive, and asked unhappily, "Is this your attitude for begging for mercy?"

Wuji was stunned for a moment, looking at himself standing upright, and suddenly fell to his knees in the air with a thud.

Damn, is he really sensible?

His action completely frightened Jiang Chen.

"Please spare my life, Emperor Jiang. I am willing to do my best under Emperor Jiang and serve you like a dog or a horse."

Wuji was kneeling and suddenly he bowed his head.

Jiang Chen was in a trance and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

Compared to the proud and upright character of Shen Yingwei, the patriarch of the Holy Male Clan, who ended up with a ridiculous performance of playing tricks, Wuji's kneeling and begging for mercy really made Jiang Chen a little confused.

The world and space can be completely derived with Jiang Chen's current strength, and it only takes a piece of cake.

However, all living things and cultivation resources must continue to evolve, step by step.

This is an extremely complicated process that will take countless years.

Only when there are more living beings, and the more living beings who believe in Jiang Chen's Taoism, will he have enough luck of living beings to accomplish the so-called goal of Void Saint Yuan, and only then will he have the hope of real revenge.

However, Jiang Chen didn't want to wait that long. At least after learning about his wife Yin Yi's situation and intentions, he didn't want to use this lukewarm approach.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Chen suddenly asked, "Why do you want to live?"

Wuji was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Jiang Chen put his hands behind his back and turned around slowly: "I will give you the five innate elements, so that you will have a vast enough world and space to derive Primordial Spirits. How many can you derive?"

"That depends on how much space and cultivation resources you give me." Wuji stared at Jiang Chen: "You know, the Primordial Spirit did not appear out of thin air. There must be either Qi, light, or everything..."

"Enough." Jiang Chen interrupted Wuji.

At this point, Wuji could no longer kneel and stood up quickly: "Then what are you waiting for? I will definitely make you satisfied."

Jiang Chen looked back at him and said, "You can only generate the Hunyuan Spirit, but you cannot use your Hunyuan Dao Theory."

"I know." Wuji nodded hurriedly: "I have already promised that I am only willing to be a derivative light ball. All the derived Hunyuan spirits will respect your Taoism and accumulate the most luck for you."

"Now, I am under your control. You can send someone to monitor me at any time. You don't have to worry about... er!"

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Chen raised his hand and a dazzling ray of holy light of nothingness struck into Wuji's body, causing his whole body to tremble.

"Choose a coordinate of nothingness and go to the light ball." Jiang Chen said word by word: "Whether I can save your life depends on how much use you can bring to me."

As soon as these words came out, Wuji's eyes widened suddenly: "Me, just me?"

Jiang Chen: "Then I will give you the Xiantian Wutai."

Wuji suddenly became anxious: "But, but I am very weak now, without the energy of the Ten Thousand Daos, and without light..."

Jiang Chen immediately showed his impatience: "You are such a tragedy, aren't you?"

Wuji showed a bitter face

The next second, Jiang Chen flicked his fingers and a ball of purple-gold light shot into the void.

"Go away, no matter where you are, you are just an ant in my hands."

Wuji's cheek twitched, and he looked at Jiang Chen deeply: "Then, are you sure you don't want to see my true face?"

"Are you going to get out of here or not?" Jiang Chen asked with murderous intent.

Wuji was so frightened that his soul left his body. He rushed forward and merged into the space light ball shot out by Jiang Chen, and then rushed out to the edge of the new world.

At this moment, Jiang Jiutian's voice suddenly came from behind Jiang Chen.

"Dad, are you letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"This is called playing hard to get." Jiang Chen turned around and looked at his son who was now full of murderous intent and heroic spirit, and his eyes lit up.

Jiang Jiutian rushed to Jiang Chen and said, "Wuji is notorious for his crimes and is insidious and cunning. Giving him a chance to start over is like planting a time bomb for us."

"Has his insidiousness and cunning caused us much harm?" Jiang Chen asked back, "I'm in urgent need of the life luck to save your mother. Can you generate it?"

When these words came out, Jiang Jiutian was stunned.

Is Dad trying every possible means to save his mother?

"You are just a child, so don't meddle in our affairs." Jiang Chen waved his hand again while speaking.

Shen Yingwei and Tai You, who had just been forcibly taken back to an alien space by him, were pulled out again.

"Senior Shen Yingwei." Jiang Chen turned around and looked at him: "Do you accept the defeat?"

Looking at Jiang Jiutian, who has been reborn and has unfathomable strength, Shen Yingwei couldn't help but gasp.

Just now, he and the masked goddess next to him were almost killed instantly by Jiang Jiutian’s murderous aura. If they still insisted on being stubborn, they would lose the last piece of fig leaf on their bodies.

More importantly, if Jiang Chen was really angered, the hundreds of millions of disciples of the Holy Hero clan behind him would probably be wiped out.

Thinking of this, Shen Yingwei closed his eyes in despair again, and suddenly knelt on one knee towards Jiang Jiutian, offering the majestic Holy Claw of Destruction with both hands.

Seeing this scene, not only Jiang Jiutian was surprised, but even Tai You, who was standing behind Jiang Chen, had a complicated expression.

In her opinion, both father and son are perverts, just to different degrees.

"Jiang family boy, I, the Divine Warriors, have surrendered and am willing to let you deal with me."

"However, the hundreds of millions of disciples of my Mahatma clan are innocent. They were ordered by me to turn their backs on you and attack your new world."

"I only hope that after I fall, you can treat them well, give them equal treatment, and win their hearts. They will be the most powerful sword in your hands."

After saying this, he closed his eyes tightly and growled, "Come on, the blood of the Mahatma tribe leader is red, waiting for you to chop it."

Seeing his fearless attitude of ready to die, Jiang Jiutian was speechless.

Jiang Chen next to him smiled indifferently, and then a purple-gold light spread out, carrying Taiyou and Jiang Jiutian away.

a long time!

The Shenyingwei who was waiting to be killed suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was the only one left in the broken sword formation. His face suddenly changed.

Yes!

Jiang Chen didn't kill him, and Jiang Jiutian didn't kill him either. They didn't even leave a word behind and just left.

The gamble behind this life-and-death battle ended in nothingness as the winner quietly left.

However, for Shen Yingwei, this was more painful and tormenting than killing him.

He claimed to be upright and honest, and to keep his word, but when faced with the survival of the Mahatma, he eventually betrayed his promise and broke it, which was regarded as unbelievable.

Fighting a duel with a junior, a life-and-death gamble, was inherently unfair, but accepting it was considered unkind.

After being defeated by the younger generation, they resorted to all kinds of cheating, showing their ugly side, and even pretending to be dead as a fig leaf, which was considered dishonest.

In the end, he was ready to die and made up his mind to be killed, but he was ignored by the victor and was immediately accused of injustice.

These eight words, unkind, unjust, unfaithful and dishonest, immediately became like countless hazes, completely covering up all his glory and iron-willed pride as the patriarch of the Mahatma tribe.

So much so that after Shen Yingwei was sure that he would not die, he let out a desperate and painful roar.

"Jiang Chen, Jiang Jiutian, you and your son are scarier than Wudao and more terrifying than the devil."