Chapter 291: Give up and give up your soul

Ye Chen immediately turned around and dealt with the Immortal Emperor of Nanfeng.

Under the suppression of the holy treasure, the old emperor Nanfeng stiffened and stood still.

In an instant, he was unwilling to die under the attack of the Golden Holy Beast.

"I! Hate!" Seeing that his emperor and monk had not left the formation of the Nantian Palace to blockade, the old emperor Nanfeng sighed regretfully.

Ye Chen controls the souls of three top powerhouses through the Seal of the Undead.

Under his banner, three top martial emperor puppets were immediately added.

With these three puppets standing beside Ye Chen, he no longer needs dark rules to hide himself.

On the contrary, in control of them, Ye Chen felt condescendingly and turned the situation around.

The figure of the Fourth Prince also appeared from the dark and appeared in front of everyone.

The four-way space defined by the ancient ruins formation.

Many monks in the Immortal Dynasty of the Hongyang Immortal Dynasty and the Immortal Dynasty of the South Wind Immortal Dynasty were still unable to break through the custom of space. They gathered together and looked at Ye Chen and Wu Chen Sect with horror.

What can I do when I reach the realm of Emperor Wu?

When you truly face death, you will feel fear!

It is even said that the power that Ye Chen and the Fourth Prince have when they join forces is enough to make them feel suffocated.

Holy treasures, held in the hands.

Ruins formations, mobilize them at will.

With the collaboration between Ye Chen and Wu Chen Sect, no one can break the situation at present!

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the emperors of the two dynasties, the Red Yang Immortal Dynasty and the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty, had already moved in their hearts.

They vomited blood with a blow, forcibly retreated from the attack of two golden beasts, and looked at Ye Chen.

"Stop, please stop!"

"I have something to say!" The emperor of the Hongyang Immortal Dynasty spoke first.

Ye Chen raised his hand slightly.

The golden holy beast quickly calmed down, stopped attacking, stood on both sides of Ye Chen's body, and turned into a supreme guard.

The two powerful emperors from the Immortal Dynasty came to Ye Chen, and their eyes became a little dim.

They gritted their teeth, as if they were very humiliating to stand here.

However, looking at the three puppets in front of Ye Chen, the holy hourglass and the fourth prince who controls the ancient ruins formation.

They have understood that ancient maids and ancient ruins are not a place they can create.

If you are not careful, the entire army may die here.

"What do you have to say, as soon as possible!" Ye Chen looked at them silently and urged him quickly.

The emperor of the Hongyang Immortal Dynasty gritted his teeth and hugged Ye Chen tightly.

"I chose to admit defeat!"

The emperor of the Immortal Dynasty of Hongyang seemed to remember the way the late emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty begged for mercy and chose to admit defeat. He did have unique insights.

However, Ye Chen chuckled lightly.

"Give up?"

"If you admit defeat, don't you have to die?" Ye Chen said disapprovingly.

The strong man in the Martial Emperor realm at the peak was so naive, which made him a little funny.

Perhaps because he has been in a high position for a long time, he regards his face as much as he has taken his face. Now that he has put down his face, he feels like he has made great concessions.

The emperor of the Immortal Emperor of Hongyang suddenly clenched his fists in anger.

He wanted to get angry, but looking at Ye Chen's calm and composed appearance, he thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that the current situation was no longer the same as before.

Ye Chen is not a weak and vulnerable cultivator, but a mysterious strong man with the power of soul above him and a magician who controls the power of magic!

At present, even the monks from Ziyun Pavilion were killed on the spot by Ye Chen and the Fourth Prince.

The immortal old emperor of Nanfeng also fell in front of everyone.

They may be the top emperor of the immortal dynasty that has been passed down for thousands of years, but in front of Ye Chen, they are probably just like this and are not worth mentioning.

Even now I have to bow down to gain a trace of vitality.

They want to be proud, but that arrogance no longer belongs to them.

The emperor of the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty also had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

If he had not believed in the Immortal Dynasty of the South Wind, he would put pressure on Ye Chen with the power of the Immortal Dynasty of the Ten Thousand Years.

The situation, why does this happen!

The old emperor of the immortal dynasty in the south also died because of his wrong choice.

The emperors of the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty had nothing to say.

After he realized the situation, he chose to turn his soul into a mark and take it out.

"The Immortal White Dragon Dynasty, from now on, I am willing to join the sect of the magician Ye Chen."

"From now on, all the power of our dynasty is controlled by you, and the fate of the dynasty is also in your hands."

"Just exchange for the monks in the Martial Emperor realm of the White Dragon Dynasty to survive, and for the ten thousand years of inheritance of the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty to be preserved." The emperor of the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty said with a trembling corner of his mouth.

His mind was quite clear.

The White Dragon Emperor understood very well that Ye Chen had mastered four golden holy beasts and also mastered the puppets of powerful people in the Martial Emperor realm.

As long as he is willing, he can cooperate with the fourth prince to kill all the monks in the Martial Emperor realm present, and master all the monks in the Martial Emperor realm into puppets.

At that time, the power Ye Chen mastered in the Antarctic Domain exceeded that of the Antarctic Domain, surpassed everyone, and completely broke the original balance of power in the Antarctic Domain.

Even if a dynasty that truly destroys a thousand-year immortal dynasty is nothing more than a matter of conversation and laughter.

Now, as the way to recognize oneself is to hand over your soul mark.

The immortal white dragon emperor immediately turned around and looked at the many martial emperor cultivators in his dynasty.

Although they did not die, they were severely injured and injured, and they had lost the power to continue fighting. They might die in no time.

"You should also hand over your soul mark."

"I believe that compared to puppets, Lord Ye Chen should be more willing to accept us as a subordinate." The emperor of the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty said with a gloomy look.

He asked his immortal dynasty to hand over the soul mark from the royal family, which was completely controlled by Ye Chen.

That was already the biggest concession he could make.

For cultivators with the power of heaven, it is like falling and humiliating.

Many monks in the Wu Emperor realm of the Immortal Dynasty also have their own arrogance.

Several of them even self-destructed on the spot.

But even if he exploded, Ye Chen had to detain their soul power and turn his undead marks into nourishment.

The Wu Emperor monks, who were in the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty, started a fierce debate.

They were humiliated and unwilling to accept it, but in the face of absolute strength, they all handed over their soul marks.

Ye Chen touched his chin and chose the emperor who promised the immortal White Dragon Emperor.

"Okay, since you choose to surrender to me, I will naturally not refuse." Ye Chen said lightly.

He took all the soul marks and held their souls.

Although it does not turn into a puppet, it is actually no different from a puppet.

Even if Ye Chen ordered them to die on the spot, they were not qualified to refuse. Otherwise, they would be able to commit suicide with their soul marks.

That is the power of the soul contract, just like the black warrior falling in Yang Fan's hands.

But, compared to puppets.

On weekdays, they have more rights to survive and part of freedom.

Even though practitioners fight for their destiny towards heaven, not everyone is a practice against heaven.

In the eyes of these monks in the Martial Emperor realm who have survived for countless years, sometimes survival and inheritance are more important than dignity.

They bear the mission of inheriting the dynasty and continuing their foundation.

He is no longer a young martial arts cultivator or a genius martial king.

If he was a cultivator at the Martial King realm, he would probably fight to the death with Ye Chen at all costs, and even if he turned into a puppet, he would not surrender.

But they are different.

They are the leaders of the immortal dynasty for thousands of years. Once they fall into their hands, they will ruin their ten thousand years of foundation.

Even if you fall, you will find peace in your heart.

In this way, although the White Dragon Immortal Dynasty was destroyed, it also retained the opportunity to pass on the inheritance countless years later.

They may also regain their own freedom.

After struggling for a while, the Immortal Emperor of Hongyang also made the same choice.

They all handed over their soul contracts and became Ye Chen's subordinates.

On the field, as for many monks from the Martial Emperor realm of other forces, they were forcibly forced to come by the ancient ruins formations of the Fourth Prince.

Ye Chen looked at everyone lightly and said, "You have two choices."

"Die here and turn into a puppet, or hand over your soul and obey me from now on."

Many powerful Martial Emperors gritted their teeth and looked at each other.
Chapter completed!