The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter [-]: The Holy King’s inheritance is born

Just when everyone was congratulating Ye Qijue for his breakthrough, Mu Rushuang, who was chasing after her from a distance, finally arrived near Xiaohuang Mountain.

After seeing dozens of figures wearing the costumes of Taiyi Sect disciples on the barren mountain, Mu Rushuang's eyes suddenly lit up with joy.

Ever since she entered the ruins of Lihuo Saint King's cave, she had been separated from her fellow disciples.

She found no trace of her fellow disciples along the way. Originally, she thought she would have to wait until she entered the central area and wait until the Holy King's inheritance appeared before she could find her fellow disciples.

In the end, Ye Qijue's breakthrough aura allowed her to find traces of her fellow disciples. How could she not be happy?

Looking at Ye Qijue, who was surrounded by everyone like stars over the moon, Mu Rushang frowned slightly at first, and then after sensing the perfect aura of the eighth-grade emperor, her mouth opened slightly and her eyes widened. .

"The Eighth Grade Zunhuang is perfect! Junior Brother Ye has made another breakthrough?!"

Mu Rushuang was shocked in her heart.

She remembered that Ye Qijue had only broken through to the seventh level of Emperor Zun some time ago. How could he break through to the eighth level of Emperor Zun after entering the ruins for two days?

Just when Mu Rushuang was surprised, Han Yushan, who was located on Xiaohuang Mountain, was the first to notice someone flying towards this direction.

At first, everyone was wary, but it wasn't until they discovered that the person coming was Mu Rushuang that Han Yushan relaxed his tense body.

Seeing this scene, Han Yushan was the first to greet him: "Junior sister Mu, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

When Mu Rushuang heard this, she immediately landed on the ground. She smiled and nodded gently.

"Senior Brother Han, I have been separated from the sect disciples since I entered the cave ruins, and I finally met you."

Mu Rushuang chattered about what she had seen along the way.

Knowing that the other party was attracted by his own breakthrough aura, Ye Qijue said with a wry smile: "Ye was lucky. He got a spiritual medicine and happened to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation."

Han Yushan, who was standing next to him, incidentally talked about how Ye Qijue, Song Yun of Shenxiao Sect, Zhao Houxue, the young master of the Zhao family, and Feng Qingchou, the prodigy of the Feng family, competed for the eighth-grade elixir Fire Phoenix Snow Lotus, and even injured Zhao Houxue. .

When she learned that Ye Qijue not only grabbed the eighth-grade elixir, but also injured Zhao Houxue with one against three, Mu Rushuang was so shocked that her eyes widened with disbelief on her face.

But Han Yushan's words were conclusive, and a group of Taiyi Sect disciples nearby also agreed that they had witnessed it with their own eyes, so Mu Rushang believed it.

At this moment, Mu Rushuang was no more surprised than Han Yushan was when he learned the news.

She is also a true disciple and the genius of the sect. Although she also has the cultivation level of Zunhuang Ninth Grade, her combat power is probably at the bottom among the five true disciples.

After all, Mu Rushuang's talents were all focused on his alchemy attainments.

Even so, Mu Rushuang also knew how difficult it would be to injure a ninth-level emperor like Empress Zhao while fighting one against three.

She looked at Ye Qijue with complicated eyes and said, "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Ye is not only lucky, but his strength is far superior to mine."

Recalling that Ye Qijue had only been in the industry for half a year and had already risen to such a powerful level, how could Mu Rushuang not be impressed?

When Ye Qijue heard this, he waved his hand calmly and said, "Senior Sister Mu, you think too highly of me. It's just good luck."

Looking at the humble Ye Qijue, Mu Rushang curled her lips and thought, do you still call this luck?

When Han Yushan next to him saw this, he grinned: "Okay, no more gossip, let's get up and head to the central area."

Ye Qijue and Mu Rushuang heard this and nodded in agreement.

After resting for a while on the small barren mountain, everyone immediately stood up and turned into rainbow light, flying towards the central area.

Soon, everyone spotted a palace on the horizon!

This palace is not big, with about a dozen houses. It looks simple and simple, but it is full of traces of heavy historical erosion.

A layer of ripples of formation shrouded the palace, covering and protecting it.

It makes the palace exude a hazy fairy light, like a building in the sky, a residence of immortals!

Just by looking at it, you can feel that this palace is extraordinary.

Ye Qijue and others understood that this place should be the inheritance place of Holy King Lihuo!

After arriving near the palace, Ye Qijue found that disciples from the Shenxiao Sect, Qingxu Sect, Miaoyin Sect and other Tiannan sects were all here. He even saw a few old acquaintances in the crowd.

Song Yun of the Shenxiao Sect, Feng Qingchou, the young master of the Feng family, and Zhao Houxue, the genius of the Zhao family, were among them.

Everyone in the field saw Ye Qijue's arrival, which caused many casual cultivators to exclaim and discuss.

"The three true traditions of Taiyi Sect have also arrived."

"The leaders are the three geniuses Han Yushan, Ye Qijue and Mu Rushuang."

"Hiss! This person is Ye Qijue, the genius of Taiyi Sect!"

"I heard that he was the one who injured Zhao Houxue, the young master of the Zhao family?"

"Really or not? Then Zhao Houxue is at the ninth level of Zunhuang after all. I heard that this Ye Zhen can only reach the seventh level of Zunhuang. How could he hurt Zhao Houxue?"

"Oh, you don't know it right now. Even though this Ye Zhenzhuan is only at the seventh level of Zunhuang, his combat power is extremely strong. Faced with the cooperation of the three geniuses Song Yun and Zhao Houxue, he can not fall behind. !”

"Holy crap! Is this Ye Zhenzhuan so terrifying? One versus three and still not fall behind?"

"Alas, this place where the Holy King inherits is now filled with geniuses from all the major sects in Tiannan. When can we, the casual cultivators, come forward?"

"..."

After hearing the exclamations of the casual cultivators around them, Song Yun and the other three people who had suffered secret losses at the hands of Ye Qijue all looked unhappy at this moment.

But what everyone said was all true, and it was not easy for the three of them to refute.

In the Zhao family area, Zhao Houxue, whose face was still a little pale, snorted coldly and looked away.

Apparently he had not forgotten the scene of him being injured by Ye Qijue while fighting for the Fire Phoenix Snow Lotus, and his eyes were filled with deep resentment.

After bringing the disciples of the sect to the vicinity of the palace, Ye Qijue chose an open space and sat down cross-legged. He waited quietly.

The inheritance place in front of us is not ready to be opened yet, so luckily we need to rest and recuperate first.

As time goes by, the Moon Rabbit sets in the west and the Golden Crow rises in the east.

Soon it was five days later.

The fairy light coming from the palace became stronger and stronger, rising vaguely into the sky, turning into a strange phenomenon and covering the sky for dozens of miles in radius.

This caused more and more monks to come near the palace.

All the geniuses and elite disciples from the four major sects in Tiannan, as well as the Feng family, Zhao family and other big forces came here.

Finally, after waiting for several days, the formation on the palace gradually weakened. Under the gaze of everyone, the entire palace suddenly erupted with a burst of light, and a strong force of heaven and earth burst out.

Immediately afterwards, the formation collapsed, revealing an opening into the palace.

Seeing this scene, everyone present knew that the inheritance of Holy King Lihuo was born! !