The Immortal Monarch is coming!

After killing Nangong Chunfeng, Wang Yichen expected that there would be trouble, but he didn't expect a strong man at the level of Immortal Monarch to come to the door so quickly!

A generation of immortal monarchs, reigning over the world, is by no means something that the immortals can stop!

"Teacher Mai, we're going according to plan!"

"Good!"

Wang Yichen had already thought of a coping strategy, he and Nalan Butterfly Dance entered the depths of the Thousand Spirits Academy, while Wei Bulu and a few teachers went out to greet the Immortal Monarch powerhouse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Boom!"

A powerful coercion, like an overturned sea water, fell from the sky, covering the entire Thousand Souls Academy!

The Thousand Souls Academy's Guardian Array automatically opened, resisting the pressure of the monstrous sea and preventing the students from being injured.

That Immortal Monarch was still a few miles away, and Wei Bulu and the others couldn't bear the terrifying Immortal Monarch's coercion!

"I don't know which senior came to my Thousand Spirits Academy?" Wei Bulu stood at the front and said respectfully.

An old woman with white hair and a childish face suddenly condensed more than ten meters away, exuding the momentum of a king that people dare not look at directly!

This old woman is the ancestor of the Nangong family!

Nangong Chunfeng is her granddaughter, and when she learned that Nangong Chunfeng was killed by the people of the Thousand Spirits Continent, she was furious, and immediately came to the Thousand Spirits Continent through the teleportation array, preparing to capture the people who killed Nangong Chunfeng back and divide the five horses!

"Senpai-"

"Bang!"

As soon as Wei Bulu was about to go up and say something, Nangong Ancestor slapped him away!

Wei Bulu smashed on the ground, smashed out a deep pit, and was seriously injured!

"These two people, are they from your Thousand Spirits Academy! Also, is the woman named Nalan Yourong also in your Thousand Spirits Academy!"

Nangong Old Ancestor looked down on everyone condescendingly, and used immortal magic to project the images of Wang Yichen and Nalan Butterfly Dance.

According to Wang Yichen's deployment, Yao Huanmi and the others replied without humility or arrogance: "Senior, Wang Yichen and Nalan Butterfly Dance are indeed members of our Thousand Spirits Academy. ”

"Bastard!"

Nangong Old Ancestor showed murderous intentions, and was ready to kill a few teachers from the Thousand Spirits Academy with a slap to relieve his anger.

"Boom!"

In the depths of the Thousand Spirits Academy, a breath suddenly erupted, an aura that was not weaker than Nangong Ancestor in the slightest!

Nangong Ancestor was taken aback, this was clearly the breath of the Immortal Monarch, and it was faintly above her!

"How can there be such a strong person in the Thousand Spirit Continent, why don't I know!"

Nangong Ancestor repeatedly confirmed that the aura was not fake, and it was indeed an immortal monarch!

"Who is deceiving me, and there is no one in the Thousand Souls Academy?"

The mighty voice came out, like a thunderbolt reaching everyone's soul!

"It's so strong!" Nangong Old Ancestor was jealous, this person's strength was not below her! She could only put away the arrogance just now, and snorted: "Fellow Daoist, the people from your academy killed my granddaughter, I just want to seek justice!"

"The original story of the matter, Yichen and Xiao Wu have already told me. The Immortal Monarch in the depths of the Thousand Spirits Academy said, "It was Nangong Chunfeng of your Nangong family who wanted to assassinate them, so they were forced to fight back. ”

"Fellow Daoist, my granddaughter is dead, do you want to reveal it with a fluttering word?" Nangong Old Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"If you want to be reasonable, okay, wait until I have refined the Five Rings Tribulation Pill, and then I will reason with you!"

The Immortal Monarch in the depths of the Thousand Spirits Academy became unhappy and unleashed a sword aura full of killing aura that destroyed the world!

"Danger!"

Nangong Ancestor was startled, she sensed the danger from the sword qi that shot out, and hurriedly avoided it.

"Boom!"

That sword qi slashed into the sky, as if it had split the sky, startling countless lightning bolts!

If at the beginning, Nangong Ancestor suspected that the Immortal Monarch of the Thousand Spirits Academy had elements of cheating, then now, she was indeed frightened! Judging from this sword qi alone, the Thousand Spirits Academy not only has an Immortal Monarch, but also the strength is definitely above her!

For a while, Nangong Old Ancestor was gloomy, before she came, she was still thinking about leveling the Thousand Spirits Academy to vent the anger in her heart, but now she didn't dare to do anything.

In the depths of the Thousand Spirits Academy, in an underground secret room, Nalan Diewu looked at Wang Yichen in front of him with a pale face.

That's right, everything was made by Wang Yichen!

Wang Yichen's soul is comparable to that of an immortal monarch, he uses a secret method to burn soul power and simulate the breath of an immortal monarch!

And the sword qi just now was even more produced by him risking his danger and using the Destruction Sword Soul to hit a section of the Killing Immortal Sword in the soul space, and the impact friction was generated!

Burning soul power, the four-star destruction sword soul collided with the Immortal Sword, which made Wang Yichen suffer great pain.

There was no trace of blood on his face, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and the whole person was struggling to support himself.

"Your sister, you still haven't left!"

Seeing that Nangong Ancestor was still suspended in the air, Wang Yichen became anxious, his soul power could still support for twenty seconds at most!

Nangong Old Ancestor's face was gloomy and uncertain, and after weighing it repeatedly, he felt that he would probably be injured if he did it now, so he said, "Fellow Daoist, excuse me." ”

After speaking, the figure of Nangong Old Ancestor disappeared.

Wang Yichen didn't immediately stop burning his soul power, and didn't stop simulating the Immortal Monarch's breath until he confirmed that Nangong Ancestor had left.

"Oh!"

Wang Yichen snorted, and his body fell to the side, due to the excessive burning of soul power, his soul was now injured, and he was very painful.

"Dust!"

Nalan Diewu went over in time to hug Wang Yichen, and asked distressedly, "Yichen, are you okay?"

Leaning on Nalan Diewu's plump and straight chest, Wang Yichen grinned and said, "Teacher Wu, your chest elasticity is really good." ”

"When is it, just kidding!" Nalan Diewu glared at Wang Yichen, if it was in the past, she would definitely throw Wang Yichen out immediately, but now she felt sorry for Wang Yichen, so she pretended not to care and continued to hold Wang Yichen, just slightly deviated Wang Yichen's head from her chest, and did not let Wang Yichen press on her two jade-female peaks.

Wang Yichen only teased, quickly closed his eyes, and tried his best to treat the wounds on his soul.

It can be said that this is the most serious injury he has ever suffered since he cultivated! If it weren't for the mysterious tombstone of his soul power, he would never have thought of being promoted again in the future!

This treatment is several days.

"One Dust~"

Nalan Diewu kept holding Wang Yichen, looking at Wang Yichen's vicissitudes of life and resolute face, and felt distressed for several days.

Looking at it, Nalan Diewu couldn't help but reach out and caress Wang Yichen's cheek lovingly.

All of Wang Yichen's consciousness sank into the soul space, and he didn't know anything about the outside world, otherwise he would definitely see a different kind of brilliance in Nalan Diewu's eyes.

It took ten days before Wang Yichen opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was not Nalan Butterfly Dance, but Pokeli and Gu Jinzhi, who came to take care of him after learning the news.

"Wife, I want milk. ”

Leaning on Pokley's fragrant and soft chest, Wang Yichen felt extremely relieved, and he said like a child.

Ever since she learned that Wang Yichen was in a coma, Pokeli has been distressed until now, and finally saw Wang Yichen wake up, and she agreed unconditionally to any request!

"Ahem, wife, I'll drink it later. ”

Wang Yichen was actually joking, feeling Pokeli's love for him, and his heart was warm.