Chapter 155: The Demon King Descends
Yu Qiushui's summoning ceremony was nearing the end, and at this moment, he completely ignored the interference of the outside world, and single-mindedly focused all his attention on the scroll in his hand.
Even the battle between Chu Yan and Nanyuan, he didn't pay attention to it.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Chu Yan was, it was impossible to defeat the three scattered immortals, and he only hoped that Chu Yan could help him buy a little time now.
However, there was a question he hadn't figured out until now, why did Chu Yan help him, and even the scattered immortals dared to offend him in order to help him.
"Is he, like me, a slave of his master?"
Yu Qiushui secretly thought in his heart, he could only think like this, because he couldn't find any other reason for Chu Yan to help him.
Thinking of this, Yu Qiushui couldn't help but look up to see the situation in front of him.
And just as he looked up, he saw a thunderstorm falling a kilometer in front of him.
The thunderstorm stirred up the yellow sand in the sky, and soon after the yellow sand dispersed, two figures appeared in everyone's eyes.
A man with a stubble face, holding a white electric hammer that constantly neighed in his right hand, and the electric light on his body was constantly surging.
The man's left hand was holding a young man with a reluctant look on his face.
Yu Qiushui knew both of these people, one was his fellow disciple Ye Zhitian, and the other was Lin Cong, who had previously defeated his top academy disciple Mei Jie in the first round!
How the two of them got together!
Not only did Yu Qiushui have such questions, but even Chu Yan was very curious, how did this Yeats enter this small world, and he also brought his second disciple Lin Cong, what do you want to do?
The Thunder King turned into a bolt of lightning again, flashing directly to Chu Yan's opposite, he looked at the three immortals who were also looking at him, and there was not too much surprise in his eyes, because when he entered the small world just now, Ye Zhitian had already discovered them.
looked at Chu Yan again, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The three immortals also looked at the guy who suddenly appeared.
"This is the strange thing that we mixed up with when we entered the small world just now, right?" Tianlin said with a frown.
"Well, it should be. Deadwood said that he did not dare to underestimate Yeats at all.
"We didn't find any trace of him just now, this person's strength should be very strong!" Nan Yuan said vigilantly: "I don't know if it's friend or foe!"
"Master, save me!" Lin Cong, who was caught in Yeats's hands, struggled.
Chu Yan didn't speak immediately, he glanced at Ye Zhitian's eyes, wanting to read Ye Zhitian's thoughts, but to Chu Yan's surprise, his consciousness couldn't enter Ye Zhitian's mind, this guy's head only had thunder and lightning.
"Interesting. Chu Yan sighed secretly.
Ye Zhitian felt Chu Yan's unkind eyes, but he didn't care, and said directly: "Chu Yan, I have now obtained the ancient inheritance, and my strength has increased greatly, I know that your strength is very strong, so let's join forces, Yu Qiushui has fallen, let's kill him together." ”
Ancient heritage?
Chu Yan frowned slightly, what ancient inheritance?
Could it be that this guy has received the inheritance of the Great Emperor?
The corners of Chu Yan's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile: "If I refuse, what will happen to you!"
"How!" Yeats smiled sinisterly, "you will see your beloved apprentice die in front of you." ”
Chu Yan lowered his head slightly, and couldn't help but smile, is this guy threatening himself? He is really confident in his own strength: "You can't do it." ”
"Then you can try it!" Yeats said unconvinced.
But as soon as his words fell, he suddenly found that Lin Cong, who he was holding in his left hand, was gone, and when he looked at it, Lin Cong had appeared beside Chu Linyu.
"Damn, so fast, when? It's that woman again. Ye Zhitian scolded in his heart, he didn't dare to scold, and now he remembered that he was almost killed by this woman that day, and he was still a little afraid.
"Senior brother, are you okay?" Chu Hao stepped forward and pulled Lin Cong and asked.
"Senior Brother Xie cares. Lin Cong returned a smile.
Immediately, the eyes of the two fell on Yeats's body again.
I saw Ye Zhitian smile embarrassedly and spread his hands: "Hehe, just let me say nothing!"
Chu Yan is sure that this person is here to be funny, just now he was clamoring for some ancient inheritance, and now Lin Cong, who threatens Chu Yan in his hands, will admit it as soon as he is rescued, and he is really a guy who knows the times.
The three immortals also looked at Yeats, although they didn't know what the ancient inheritance in Yeats's mouth was, but they knew from Yeats's words that this guy was here to kill Yu Qiushui, and since this was the case, he was not an enemy.
"Chu Yan, since you don't want to join forces with me, then I'll go on my own, you don't want to hinder me. Ye Zhitian said, and the thunder and lightning on his body rushed again.
Chu Yan said, "I'm curious, what is your so-called ancient inheritance?"
"No comment!" said Yeats.
At this moment, Ye Zhitian suddenly burst out, picked up his hammer and smashed it towards Yu Qiushui: "Stop your summoning ceremony, you can't summon that devil!"
The surging lightning roared and struck directly towards Yu Qiushui.
Yu Qiushui looked at Ye Zhitian, his face showed a trace of unwillingness, the summoner was about to be completed, and it would be too bad if it was interrupted now.
There was a hint of joy on the faces of the three immortals, seeing that Yeats was about to succeed.
Soon, though, the joy in their hearts vanished.
The unwillingness on Yu Qiushui's face also dissipated, replaced by a trace of ecstasy.
Because he saw that Chu Yan was in front of Yeats, and with just one hand, he blocked all the lightning that was rushing in.
"Why did you stop me, are you in league with him? Do you know what he is going to summon? Are you also depraved?" Yeats was furious.
"Not yet!" Chu Yan said!
"Bastard, get out of the way, you're dead!" Ye Zhi looked at Chu Yan with a vigilant look on his innocent face, and said silently in his heart: "Old man, lend me your strength." ”
However, he didn't know that this sentence was indeed directly transmitted into Chu Yan's mind.
At this time, the white thunder and lightning surging on his body had turned purple and cyan at this moment!
"Do you want to move the real thing, it couldn't be better!" Chu Yan pinched the lightning in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he obviously felt that this purple and cyan thunderbolt was much stronger than the white thunderbolt, and even held it in his hand, it was still a little prickly, Chu Yan was very curious, what was the ancient inheritance that Yeats Tian had obtained!
However, Chu Yan and Ye Zhitian still did not fight.
Because at this moment, Yu Qiushui's laughter reached everyone's ears.
"It's done, the ceremony is finally done, everything is over, this small world will become a living hell!"
Yu Qiushui's voice fell, and he saw that the black scroll suddenly flew high and floated into the air.
Brush!
A ray of darkness spread along the scroll, and the originally bright sky slowly darkened.
The rain in the sky turned red, and red blood rain fell from the sky.
These blood rains are not real rain, but red ghost qi.
Filled with these ghost qi, except for Chu Yan, Chu Linyu and Ye Zhitian, everyone else, including the three immortals, couldn't breathe and trembled, they felt that their mobility had been completely lost under the irrigation of this blood rain, and all that was left was fear in their hearts.
In less than a breath, the darkness of the sky slowly formed a demonic shadow.
This phantom was exactly the same as the demon that Yu Qiushui summoned when he was in the imperial capital.
A pair of huge horns on the top of the head, two pairs of arms at the shoulders, no lower body, and a long spine that extends down like a tail.
From the top of his head to his tail, it is 10,000 meters long.
At the same time, an extremely hoarse and cold voice came into everyone's ears:
"The Demon King has descended, and hell will be gone!"