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

Chapter 1,442 The horrified Xian Yuming

Zhongzhou.

The Holy Land of Taiyi.

Ye Qijue controlled the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship to slowly moor at the top of the mountain gate.

After completing the cooperation matters, he set off from the border of the Xu family back to Zhongzhou, and the journey was dusty.

After the treasure ship was moored, Ye Qijie said to the great elder Li Changsheng beside him: "Brother Li, please take these disciples from the Ji Ming family down. I will go to the main hall to speak with the sect master personally."

Li Changsheng nodded and said, "Young Master Uncle, go ahead and leave these people to me."

The Ji Ming disciples who came to Zhongzhou this time were at the level of saints at their lowest level. If they had been in the Holy Land before, they would have been elite disciples.

However, after Ye Qijue learned about the magical power of the Qingdi Pagoda, he ordered the opening of the cave world, which caused the cultivation of many disciples to skyrocket.

Nowadays, among the inner disciples of the four major peaks, the lowest ones are at the saint level.

If you want to be an elite disciple, you must at least be a holy king.

True disciples like Zhan Weisheng and Tu Fu are now around the fifth level of Saint King. How can they be the sect leader of a small sect in Tiannan.

Ye Qijue looked away. He stepped on the white clouds and slowly stood up from the treasure ship, leading Ji Le and Ming Wuxue straight to the main hall of the First Peak Sect Master.

During this trip to the Eastern Wasteland, the two family heads, Ji Ming and Ming Wuxue, who had been accepted, naturally needed to inform Ziyin.

At the same time, Zi Yin can arrange positions for Ming Wu and Xue.

Soon, Ye Qijue walked on the white clouds to the sect hall.

As soon as he reached the door, Zi Yin's voice sounded in his ears.

"Uncle Junior, is the matter in Donghuang resolved so quickly?"

Entering the main hall, Ye Qijue told the story with a smile on his face, and at the same time introduced Ming Wuxue and Zi Yin.

After learning that there were heavy casualties in Donghuang and that four half-immortals had died one after another, Ziyin Sect Master's expression changed slightly and he felt a little bad.

Later, when he learned that the other aristocratic families in Donghuang had not been conquered by Xian Yuming, the little heart that was in his throat fell back into his stomach.

Then he learned that the Ji family and the Ming family were willing to follow the Holy Land and bring all the clan members over, and Ziyin was immediately overjoyed.

He quickly stood up and looked back and forth between Ji Le and Ming Wuxue.

The two ninth-grade Saint Emperors are not weak in cultivation.

Taiyi Holy Land now only includes him Ziyin, plus the first elder Li Changsheng, the second elder Lu Yang, the third elder Zhou Ping'an, the fourth elder Mingyue Xiangu, and the fifth elder formation master Chen Yan, six ninth-grade holy emperors.

The strength of the ninth-grade Holy Emperor may not be enough in front of half-immortals, but if left alone in the entire Canglan Realm, he is also the backbone of all major holy places.

If you get the chance in the future, you may not have the chance to become a half-immortal old monster and create a great force!

Of course, Ziyin would not refuse such a good thing that could enhance Taiyi Holy Land. He smiled pleasantly and said, "Since these two fellow Taoists are willing to enter my Taiyi Holy Land, how about they become the worshiping elders of my Holy Land?"

Hearing this, Jile and the two stood up one after another and saluted quickly: "Thank you, Sect Master!"

The two of them also did their homework on the way to the Holy Land, and learned that the position of enshrined elder is not much worse than that of the major peak masters!

What's more, the Ji Ming family is now like a bereaved dog, wandering all the way from the Eastern Wasteland to Zhongzhou. It is good to get a position as an elder in the Holy Land.

For ordinary people to want to become the worshiping elders of Taiyi Holy Land, that is simply wishful thinking!

Thinking of this, Ji Le couldn't help but respect Ye Qijue in front of him. He made up his mind that the Ji family would hold on to this thigh for the rest of his life!

After settling the matter between the two of them, Ye Qijue said goodbye and directly tore the void apart, returning to Xuanguang Peak alone.

Returning to the Xuanguang Peak where the spiritual mist was thick and the glow was diffuse, Ye Qijue scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness and found that Shen Xiaoru and the other girls were all in retreat.

Seeing this, he didn't bother and immediately stepped into the practice room.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, after closing the door of the training room, Ye Qijue slowly said: "The trip to the Eastern Wasteland has been very fruitful, but forcibly breaking through to the eighth-level Holy Emperor in the middle of the battle, the foundation is still a bit empty, and it needs to be consolidated for a while."

His breakthrough was also due to the forcible refining of the remaining fairy peach power in his body, and it was also due to luck.

It was during the war, and the old demon Qingyang attacked fiercely, so Ye Qijue had no choice but to do this.

Later, he severely injured the old demon Qingyang, and he was anxious to help Zhao Yueqing and others deal with Xian Yuming, so naturally he had no time to consolidate his realm.

Thinking of this, Ye Qijue slowly closed his eyes, running his skills and silently absorbing and inhaling the spiritual energy of the surrounding world.

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same time.

The Hunyuan Holy Land on the other side.

In the cave world, Xian Yuming had a black cloud of demonic energy above his head, leaning against the courtyard with a pale face.

Xian Yuming now looked extremely embarrassed, with scars all over his body. His half-immortal body was like a broken rag doll that had been mended and put back together.

His right hand was torn off from his shoulder, and there was a terrifying aura of law lingering on the wound, raging like thunder, making him miserable.

What's even worse is the injury on the chest, which is even more serious!

Xian Yuming's chest was first stabbed by Zhao Yueqing's divine guardian weapon, and then Ye Qijue used the Qingdi Tower to successfully attack in a sneak attack, breaking several ribs.

All the internal organs inside the chest were shattered, and most of the bones were shattered.

If it weren't for the powerful vitality of the semi-immortal body, an ordinary Holy Emperor would have died long ago.

He lowered his head and stared at the scars on his chest, and a sharp cold light burst out from his cloudy and hazy eyes.

"Ye Qijue! I will definitely skin you alive!" Xian Yuming's face was livid, and there was blazing anger in his eyes.

If Ye Qijue hadn't used the Qingdi Tower for a sneak attack, he would have killed Zhao Yueqing and others long ago.

Not only was he severely injured now, but the blood essence and blood of several semi-immortals he had swallowed before could only barely stabilize his injuries, let alone further breakthrough to the true immortal.

Just when Xian Yuming looked ferocious and hated Ye Qijue in his heart, suddenly, there was a shock in the space of this square cave world.

Immediately afterwards, Xian Yuming saw Xu Weiyang's figure appear.

This is the ancestral god who escaped from the boundary sea and transformed into 'Xu Weiyang' again.

Based on Xu Weiyang's memory, he returned to the Hunyuan Holy Land in Zhongzhou, intending to hibernate for some time and plan the position of the Realm Lord.

As a result, as soon as he returned to Hunyuan Holy Land, he heard that his disciples reported that Xian Yuming had fled back to the cave world in embarrassment.

Seeing Xian Yuming's miserable appearance, Ancestor God couldn't help but smile playfully.

"Fellow Daoist Xian, what's going on with you? Why are you in such a mess?"

"Ha, are you here to see me digest it?" Xian Yuming didn't know that the Xu Weiyang in front of him was different from when he left Donghuang, he sneered.

The ancestor god slowly lowered his body, walked into the courtyard, and said expressionlessly: "How could it be possible? I still hope that fellow Taoists can rescue my true body for me."

Xian Yuming, who was seriously injured and in urgent need of repair and treatment, heard this and immediately laughed ferociously: "In that case, fellow Taoist, please give me a helping hand!"

"Although my fellow Taoist, your body is only as strong as the ninth-grade Holy Emperor, but I can temporarily repair your injury by swallowing it!"

The voice just fell.

Xian Yuming's semi-immortal aura burst out suddenly, and the terrifying law of light burst out from his fingers, grabbing 'Xu Weiyang' from the air.

However, the imagined scene of bloodshed did not happen.

Because no matter how Xian Yuming activated his magic power, Xu Weiyang, standing in front of him, remained motionless.

"This, this is impossible!" An exclamation made Xian Yuming realize that something was wrong.