"Senior...... Run away!" Feng Yichen wanted to break free, but found that he was powerless, and he was not the opponent of the tombstone old man at all.

"Why don't you leave them behind!" Feng Yichen looked at the old man on the tombstone with great resentment, but the next moment he heard two huge explosions, and immediately shut up.

Blood rain fell scattered in the sky, and a black arm with bloodshot fell at Feng Yichen's feet, these two people blew themselves up!

"I'll go, if I die, I'll die?!" Feng Yichen experienced the emperor's self-explosion for the first time after waking up, and when he saw the bloody flesh and white and red bones all over the ground, he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, and thought that he could grab a trial and judge it, but this is good, nothing left......

"Well, it's broken into slag...... Ji Hansheng knew what Feng Yichen wanted him to do, and he regretted it at the moment: "I'm afraid that the young master will have some accidents......"

"It's a pity......" Feng Yichen shook his head, seeing that everyone was not injured, he didn't say anything, but the old man at the tombstone finished saying what he didn't say: "It's no pity, since these people can come, it is estimated that they don't have the idea of being able to go back, either they kill us, or, they are all dead." ”

Feng Yichen nodded when he heard this, while Mo Yan walked from the side in confusion: "Master, it's strange." ”

"What's strange?" the old man at the tombstone snorted and understood, "You mean Purple Scales?"

"Well, I feel like he's here to make soy sauce, and it doesn't seem like he's in league with them. Ink Scale replied.

"Yes, they are indeed not a gang, your eldest brother is a dozen soy sauce. "The old man with the tombstone can naturally tell who is real and who is fake, and the reason why the purple scales appeared. That's because the Qilin clan has lived in mid-air not far from the Heavenly Palace for generations. There was such a big commotion here just now. It would be strange if Purple Scales didn't come.

"Let's go, I guess it's been two or three years. "Seeing that there is nothing to do here, the old man of the tombstone ordered Ji Hansheng and the others to go back, one day in heaven and one year on earth, this is not because there is a secret method in it, but that the heavenly palace itself is a small world, and the time here is much, much slower than on the earth.

Feng Yichen naturally knew this. At that moment, he ordered everyone to go back, and he came to the place of the big array with the old man of the tombstone and took out the heavenly soul. The old man on the tombstone asked Feng Yichen for an immortal elixir and a bottle of immortal spring, and sat not far away, protecting Feng Yichen with ink scales.

The fusion time of the Heavenly Soul is very long, this is the last soul, and the other two souls and seven spirits need to be straightened out before the Heavenly Soul can be fused. During the fusion, there can be no disturbance to this. The old man of the tombstone did a good job. He sealed Feng Yichen into the big array, and he and the Ink Scale Protector.

He was not injured. It's just that the aura has lost too much, and sitting there, the aura has been rushing into the body in a steady stream, and for him, it's not a thing. And there are ink scales, this is the late stage of the real Emperor Zun Great Perfection, and there is definitely hope to rush into the existence of the Emperor God.

When Feng Yichen finished combing the two souls and seven spirits, two days had passed, which was equivalent to two years on the ground. At this time, he began to fuse the Heavenly Soul, and as the Heavenly Soul fused little by little.

At this time, the old man who had been sitting on the tombstone suddenly opened his eyes, and the aura around him began to slowly slip away from him, and he looked at Feng Yichen's side in surprise, and a whirlpool was formed above Feng Yichen, and the aura gathered here from all directions, as if he had received some guidance.

"The movement is so big, isn't it just a heavenly soul!" Feeling that the spiritual energy around him was losing faster and faster, the tombstone old man frowned, such a loss could not be beneficial to his recovery, but fortunately, the immortal elixir he took from Feng Yichen was useless, he didn't even think about it, it was like eating a radish, the tombstone old man ate the immortal elixir, and then stood up, looked around vigilantly, and said lightly: "A person like me, I actually gave another emperor protector, grandma's, where to put the old face when it is passed out?"

"Master, this is your own choice, who can blame?" Mo Liang muttered, he was also recovering, and the loss of aura made it impossible for him to continue, and after getting up, he came to the old man on the tombstone.

"You know a lot!"

"Master, there's a problem. Mo Liang smiled, and turned into a big black man standing beside the old man on the tombstone, one foot two feet tall, two heads taller than the old man on the tombstone.

"There's a fart!" The old man on the tombstone raised his leg and kicked the ink scales: "How many times have I told you, don't turn into a human form, especially not in front of me!

"Oh......" Ink Scale let out an aggrieved sigh, and turned into a real body with a brush, but the real body was even higher than now, seeing the old man on the tombstone glaring at him, Ink Scale simply lay on the ground.

"Say it. What's the problem?"

"Why don't you kill him, he's ready to move now. Ink Scales spoke, his tone murderous.

"It's not that you won't kill him, it's that it's not time yet. The old man at the tombstone rubbed his temples: "This matter is a headache! You don't know how many people are behind him, but what you know now is the power of the Heavenly Monarch of the Difu." But you have also seen today's events, in fact, it is not only the underworld, there are people behind him. What does it mean that he can watch his people die in front of him one by one today?"

Ink Scale looked at the old man on the tombstone, and he regretted his question a little, because the last thing he wanted to do in his life was to use his brain......

The old man at the tombstone pursed his lips, he would only be so relaxed at this time: "It shows that he doesn't care about these people at all! Grandma, in the early stage of the three emperor gods, he didn't even blink his eyelids when such strength died!

The old man at the tombstone sighed, "We don't know where the second secret passage is, and we have to rely on him to find the second secret passage." So, now he can't die, besides, even if he wants to die, it can't be me. If that kid knew the truth, he would definitely go crazy, so leave such an opportunity to himself. ”

"After all, this kid is a person that my old man is optimistic about, and he will have to go his own way in the future, and it is not good for me to interfere too much. The old man on the tombstone looked at the ink scales: "Why do you see me so busy?"

"So what happened today......

"You think I'm willing to do today's thing! If it weren't for the urgency at the front, I wouldn't have bothered to come back. The old man at the tombstone said, "If I don't do this, these people won't come out." Anyway, the other party has limited manpower, I'll kill one more, this kid is going to become a figure like the emperor after all, and he has to rely on himself for many things!"

After speaking, the old man on the tombstone looked at Feng Yichen and said to the ink scales: "When he wakes up, don't follow me, you will probably not be able to improve to the emperor god after following me for a while." ”

"You don't want me anymore?!" Mo Liang said and stood up, looking at the old man on the tombstone incredulously, his eyes full of incredulity and pity.

"Don't look at me like this, I can't stand you!" The old man at the tombstone glanced at the ink scales in disgust, and said: "This kid has a great way, I let you go in and cultivate well, and then I will talk about it when I get to the emperor god." And there's another important purpose after you go in, and that's ......"

After listening to the words of the old man on the tombstone, Mo Liang nodded: "Master, don't worry, I will do it well!"

"Well, I'll tell him when he's awake later. This kid, the mother's movement is too big!" The old man at the tombstone glanced at Feng Yichen with annoyance, he had seen the head and tail of the dragon many times before, and he was looking for a corner to cultivate in the Heavenly Palace. But today it is clearly not possible.

The richness of the Heavenly Palace's aura is not like that of the Ancient Continent, it is at least twice as rich as there, of course, it cannot be compared with the rented vein, but it is comparable to the tiger vein, but even with such a storage amount, it is now swept away by Feng Yichen's whale swallowing the sea, and he can't help but be depressed. But when I was depressed, I was also looking forward to what kind of result Feng Yichen would have.

At this time, Feng Yichen's progress was getting faster and faster, and the whirlpool above his head was also getting faster and faster, and a large area of vacuum appeared in the aura of the entire Heavenly Palace, and it was not far from the end......!