Chen Jinyuan turned to look at Xuan Gui, who said, "In the late stage of the demon immortal, he was transformed into two side-by-side lotus flowers!"
"Two lotus flowers?" Chen Jinyuan was stunned, thinking that's what happened. No wonder the two women looked so similar, as if they had used the magic of clones.
Immediately, Chen Jinyuan's eyes lit up, there were still two demon immortals in the late stage, and they were making a lot of money this time.
At the same time, the two demon immortals also discovered that there was a new person in the tower, and immediately stopped attacking the shield, and turned to look at Chen Jinyuan quietly, and there was a brief stalemate.
"Who are you, who were also imprisoned by the Supreme Sword Sect?" After a moment, the woman holding the sword asked Chen Jinyuan. One was half a step into the immortal realm, and the other could not see clearly. This made both women confused.
His brows furrowed.
Xuangui didn't talk nonsense. Before Chen Jinyuan could reply, the pressure of the divine-human realm was immediately dispersed overwhelmingly.
Although the two women were in the late stage of the demon-immortal realm, they looked so weak in the face of the pressure of the divine-human realm that they knelt down on the ground with a pop.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Chen Jinyuan. The two women were trembling with fear and fear in their eyes. The pressure alone could make the two of them unable to resist. This person must have the strength of a god.
Xuangui smiled with satisfaction, turned to Chen Jinyuan and winked. The foreplay had been completed, indicating that Chen Jinyuan could give a speech.
Chen Jinyuan was meeting and walked towards the shield. When the two women saw Chen Jinyuan coming towards them, they knelt on the ground unable to get up under the terrifying pressure from Xuan Turtle. Their breasts were heaving and they were panting non-stop.
The ravine in front of his chest became more and more eerie.
"I am the Emperor of Heaven, who are you? Tell me your name!" Under the protection of the golden light of merit, Chen Jinyuan walked straight into the shield. He stood in front of the two women, looking down at them from above, his voice was very cold.
Lie.
"Emperor of Heaven?"
The two women looked at each other, with a flash of surprise in their eyes. How could the majestic Emperor of Heaven appear in the Demon Suppressing Tower? Moreover, would anyone believe the Emperor who has not even reached the Immortal Realm?
"It's better to answer. Otherwise, you will be dead!" Xuangui's cold voice came from the side. Chen Jinyuan could feel the two women's whole bodies trembling, and the fullness in their chests could not help but tremble.
The woman holding the sword hurriedly said, "Little girl Chuxue, this is my sister Chudong, and our sisters are under the sect of Biyou Palace!"
"What?" Chen Jinyuan was suddenly shocked when he heard this. Biyou Palace is the residence of the Great Master of the Sanqing Temple in the Heavenly Realm. How is this possible?
"Are you kidding me?" Chen Jinyuan asked after a long while.
The woman holding the sword hurriedly said, "I dare not lie. Chudong and I were originally two lotus flowers side by side in the Qinglian Pond. They were enlightened by the Great Venerable Tongtian into Taoism. Thirty years ago, we were placed under the throne of the Original Great Venerable Yuxu.
The disciples were imprisoned in this tower!"
"Thirty years ago? What are you talking about?" Chen Jinyuan was stunned. These two people have been imprisoned here for at least hundreds of thousands of years. How could it be thirty years ago? Or were they imprisoned here by the Yuxu Clan?
Are there still people from the Yuxu Sect in the spiritual world?
Seeing the confusion on Chen Jinyuan's face, the whip-wielding woman frowned. She seemed to have a bad premonition in her heart and asked tentatively, "My sister and I were frozen in ice before. I wonder what year it is now? The Battle of Interpretation
How is the battle going?"
Chen Jinyuan was even more confused when he heard this, and looked back at Xuan Gui with a surprised look. Xuan Gui was obviously also startled. The disciple of Biyou Palace, this is not a small matter.
"The great war between the two sects took place nearly 20,000 years ago. Are you two sure that you are not lying?" Xuangui took two steps forward and asked the two Chuxue girls with a frown.
"Twenty thousand years?" As soon as Xuan Gui's words came out, the two women exclaimed, "How can it be twenty thousand years?"
Chen Jinyuan's face twitched. It was obvious that these two women were frozen by the power of suppressing demons after entering the tower. They broke out thirty years ago after the power of suppressing demons weakened. After sleeping together for 20,000 years, they were still only
Thirty years have passed.
"He is right. The immortals in the heaven have migrated thousands of years ago. Now there are no Yuxu sect members and no Biyou sect members. I am the new Heavenly Emperor. You two are willing to submit to me!"
Chen Jinyuan suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked.
The two women sat down on the ground, thinking about their own affairs in a daze, as if they had not heard Chen Jinyuan's words, and were obviously shocked by the number of twenty thousand years.
Seeing that the two girls didn't respond, Chen Jinyuan frowned, raised his voice, and shouted coldly, "This Emperor can take you two out. If you are willing to surrender, I will give you your true spirits..."
"Boy!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xuan Gui. Looking back, Xuan Gui was waving to him, as if he had something to say.
With doubts, Chen Jinyuan walked out of the shield and came to Xuangui, "What are you doing?"
Xuangui lowered his voice and said, "I think it's better to take them back and let the Eighth Princess decide!"
"Senior sister, are you bothering me with such a trivial matter?" Chen Jinyuan said.
Xuangui lowered his voice even lower, "The disciples of Biyou Palace belong to the Great Venerable Tongtian. This matter is of great importance. If you put these two people under the true spirit restriction, you will go to the Great Heaven Realm in the future and meet Tongtian."
It’s hard for the Great Venerable to say that!”
"Twenty thousand years ago, you didn't even have the hair of a tortoise. How could you identify them as members of the Biyou Palace based on just one or two words from them?" Looking at Xuan Gui's cautious look, Chen Jinyuan was speechless, "
Besides, so what if I don’t go to the Great Heaven Realm, so what if I don’t go to the Great Heaven Realm, then I won’t be able to meet him?”
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xuangui couldn't help but scolded Chen Jinyuan in a low voice when he saw Chen Jinyuan's stubbornness, "It is said that the disciples of Biyou Palace are all dead soldiers. If you want them to switch to you as your master, they would rather die than surrender, no matter what.
If they are true or false, take them back to heaven and let the Eighth Princess see them and you will know, and don’t we also happen to have something to ask the Eighth Princess?"
Chen Jinyuan looked back at the Chuxue and Chudong girls, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Do as you say, but if they run away, you will be fully responsible!"
These two were demons in the late stage of the Immortal Beast Realm. Without the Forbidden Spirit Curse, Chen Jinyuan was really unsure. If these two people ran away, he would not be able to find a place to reason.
"Don't worry, with my old man here, no matter how powerful they are, they will never escape!" Seeing Chen Jinyuan's compromise, a smile appeared on Xuangui's lips.
Chen Jinyuan mobilized the power of merit and will to drive away the demon-suppressing power on the shield. He pouted at the black turtle and said, "Leave it to you!"
Xuangui nodded, walked up to the two girls, and said, "I'd like to apologize to you two. I'll take you to see a senior and let her explain it to you!"
After saying this, without waiting for the reaction of Chuxue and Chuxue, Xuangui opened his mouth and took the two girls into his sleeves. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
