Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

"Fuck, Mu Yong is finished." Jiang Jiutian suddenly exclaimed.

Lin Xiao on the side also widened his eyes: "Do you really want to play so big?"

“That’s one million Mahatma elites who are crazy about killing.” Zhong Ling shuddered: “Even if I go in, I will be torn into pieces.”

The great god Yuanyin, who was standing next to Jiang Chen, was even more anxious. He looked at Jiang Chen, then looked into the light circle, but finally stopped talking.

Looking at the light circle at this moment, Mu Yong, who was thrown in and had not yet gained a foothold, was immediately besieged by an endless stream of Mahatma elites.

Relying on his own combat power and magical powers, Mu Yong dodged left and right in the surging crowd, constantly knocking away the surviving elites of the Mahatma who were attacking frantically.

Instantly, the air was flashing, the aurora was raging, the shouts of killing were deafening, and the blood mist was everywhere.

The light circle, which had experienced a brutal battle, fell into madness and bloodshed again.

But this time, the surviving elites of the Mahatma tribe had only one target of attack, and that was Mu Yong.

The overwhelming waves of people and the endless rushing forward presented a life-and-death duel between the two powerful forces in which Mu Yong fought with all his might.

The surviving elites of the Mahatma tribe, who have gone through a round of life and death elimination, have reached the pinnacle in terms of both combat power and fighting will.

However, Mu Yong was only at the Dao Emperor level in terms of cultivation. Even though he had been through hundreds of battles, he was still no match for the frantic round-robin attacks of millions of elite Mahatma elites.

Therefore, after persisting for tens of thousands of rounds, he was gradually submerged in the crowd by the countless Mahatma elites who rushed in madly.

"Muyong!!"

Seeing this, Master Yuanyin couldn’t help himself.

But just as she rushed in to rescue, she was stopped by Jiang Chen who was beside her.

"Emperor Jiang, this..."

Jiang Chen shook his head at her. Just a glance was enough to make the anxious Yuanyin God stunned.

At this moment, Jiang Jiutian in the void suddenly rushed forward, swinging his sword towards the light circle, but was instantly blown away by a terrifying air wave.

Jiang Jiutian staggered back to Jiang Chen's side, horrified.

"Dad, what do you mean? Mu Yong is my lifelong brother, this..."

"If you don't understand, just shut up." Jiang Chen interrupted him unhappily: "If you really have nothing to do, take these six newly built guards to their own space."

Jiang Jiutian was stunned for a moment, then looked at the Great God Yuanyin with concern.

"Go ahead." Yuanyin God sighed softly, "I absolutely believe in Emperor Jiang."

Jiang Jiutian seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and finally walked towards Duoyi and the others.

Within the aperture, roars and shouts of killing continued. Although Mu Yong had been submerged in the crowd, it seemed that this group of completely crazy Mahatma elites had no intention of letting him go and were determined to tear him into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Ling, Lin Xiao, and the Holy Spirit Sect Leader all returned to Jiang Chen's back.

They really wanted to ask Jiang Chen what his purpose was, but looking at the atmosphere before them, they finally swallowed their thoughts back.

After a while, a purple-red light gradually became brighter within the aperture, and then quickly bloomed to cover the entire aperture.

All the Mahatma elites who rushed forward frantically under the illumination of the purple-red light were stunned, holding their weapons high, as if they had sensed boundless fear and had completely stopped their attacks.

Looking at Mu Yong, who was just submerged in the crowd, he was rising into the air in the center of the purple-red light, holding a dazzling purple-red lightsaber. He was like a god of war rising from a pile of dead bodies on the battlefield, surrounded by purple light, domineering and majestic.

The original black hair was replaced by purple hair at this moment, and the domineering aura emanating from him even shocked the gods outside the aperture.

"Purple light demon body."

Zhong Ling was the first to notice what was going on, and she covered her mouth and screamed.

“Purple light demon body?” Lin Xiao at the side was shocked: “Is it the legendary ethereal and boundless natural purple energy?”

"I know this legend." The Holy Spirit Cult leader also spoke up: "It is said that before his natural death, three great ancestors emerged, and with his last breath, he forged three demonic bodies."

"One of them is the Wudao Demon Body, another is the Qingyuan Demon Body, and the other is this Ziguang Demon Body."

"The Wudao Demon Body can devour all the Qi in the void, the Qingyuan Demon Body can absorb all the undead in the void, and this Ziguang Demon Body can contain all the light beams in the void."

After listening to the explanation of the Holy Spirit Leader, the Great God Yuanyin looked at Jiang Chen with excitement.

"Emperor Jiang, you, you already knew about this?"

"It's not that it's been a long time ago." Jiang Chen said calmly: "I saw it during his decisive battle with Jiu Tian."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen looked at the Great God Yuanyin again: "Senior Yuanyin, if it weren't for their explanation, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to explain it clearly."

With an "ah", the Great God of Yuanyin was stunned: "What, what can't be explained clearly?"

When Zhong Ling heard this, she burst into laughter.

"What does that mean?" God Yuanyin was still confused.

"Think about it carefully?" Zhong Ling couldn't help laughing and said, "You are from Taiyi. Although you created the sound, it is still the spirit of Taoism. The old man Qingxu in your family was transformed from a fish spirit."

"How could the two of you, one fish and one breath, produce a demonic body? Isn't this worth explaining?"

As soon as these words came out, the several great gods surrounding Jiang Chen couldn't help but burst into laughter at the same time.

Hearing this smile, Master Yuanyin blushed immediately and hurriedly explained.

"You, don't talk nonsense, I, I don't have that kind of..."

"Look, are you panicking?" Zhong Ling laughed again.

"Lord God." The Great God Yuanyin stamped his feet and shouted anxiously: "You are the Lord God, how can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

"Stop." Zhong Ling laughed and said, "I am not a main god now. I am just a follower of this master. The key is you. Whose child is Mu Yong?"

"You, you are simply..." The Great Goddess Yuanyin blushed and looked at Jiang Chen hurriedly: "Jiang Huang, you are not as bored as them, are you?"

Jiang Chen sighed, then couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't come to me about this. I can't explain it clearly. You should just remember it by yourself."

"You, you are so boring." Yuanyin God was angry: "Muyong is my son, absolutely my son, there is no other way, there is absolutely no other way."

"Yes." Jiang Chen nodded: "No one doubts that Mu Yong is your son, the key is where is his father?"

Seeing Jiang Chen laughing teasingly, so that the gods around him also laughed, the great god Yuanyin finally went berserk.

She is a great god with a clean and innocent character. She only has one son, Mu Yong, and one husband, Qingxu. How could the scene they imagined happen to her?

Although they didn't say it explicitly, their smiles were so annoying and hateful.

"Look, the Purple Light Demon Body is working."

Jiang Chen's sudden words immediately made the furious Yuanyin God open his beautiful eyes wide in surprise.