"Your eldest brother Zixuan, and your son Fenghua came with you?"
Mrs. Xian Yin couldn't believe it at this moment and asked again.
Yang Ziye nodded.
At this moment, Mrs. Xian Yin fell to the ground.
They are all in the realm of heaven and humans. Except for Yang Ziye's aura, no one else in this area felt it at all...
"Master..."
Shi Gandang also had a painful expression on his face at this moment. Not far away, he looked at Qin Chen and called out.
Qin Chen stepped forward at this moment.
On the ground, a corpse tightly protected another corpse and held it in its arms.
Shi Gandang stepped forward at this moment and separated the two corpses.
Look closely.
If not Yang Zixuan and Yang Fenghua, then who are they!
It's just that the breaths in the two of them have completely collapsed, and there is no fluctuation in their whole bodies.
Yang Zixuan's descendant was burned by the flames and was charred black.
As for Yang Fenghua, his body was mutilated and his blood had long dried up.
When Shi Gandang saw this scene, he couldn't help but tears welling up in his eyes.
Yang Zixuan is Yang Qingyun's eldest son. Calculating, he is only a few years older than Yang Zixuan.
When Qin Chen came down to the center of the earth in Jiuyou Continent, he, Gu Xinyue and others came to Canglan, entered Beichen Pavilion, and met Yang Zixuan.
At this moment, when I see Yang Zixuan again, he is dead...
Shi Gandang felt angry and found it difficult to breathe.
At this moment, Mrs. Xian Yin staggered, walking step by step.
The bodies of his eldest son and grandson were in front of him.
Mrs. Xian Yin looked slightly startled, and the next moment she fell to the ground.
"Xuan'er...Zixuan...Yang Zixuan..."
Mrs. Xian Yin held that face and roared hysterically.
"Fenghua...grandson...good grandson..."
At this moment, Mrs. Xian Yin was like a shrew on the street, completely crazy.
"Qin Chen, Qin Chen!"
Mrs. Xian Yin seemed to have remembered something and looked at Qin Chen, grabbing Qin Chen's clothes with both hands.
"You...you are the Emperor Jiuyou. You can come back from the dead. You must have a way!"
Hearing this, Qin Chen's face showed a hint of unbearability.
The figure squatted down and placed his hands on the foreheads of Yang Zixuan and Yang Fenghua.
"The Great Death Technique!"
"open!"
As soon as he drank it, Qin Chen's body was filled with endless longevity energy, burning at this moment.
Between heaven and earth, streams of life force are gathering at this moment.
Yang Zixuan and Yang Fenghua, with their auras in their bodies, gathered, collapsed, gathered, and collapsed again at this moment...
Longevity, one thousand years, three thousand years, nine thousand years of burning.
A full ten thousand years!
Qin Chen even had a hint of gray on his temples.
The black hair turned into white hair at this moment.
However, a corpse is still a corpse.
"Feel sorry!"
Qin Chen slowly let go of his hands.
Back from the dead!
Maybe a saint can.
If the saint dies, the holy soul and soul are still there, and the great life-killing technique may be able to gather people and bring people back to life.
But heavenly beings... only have spiritual consciousness, and no soul has been born yet.
The dead cannot be resurrected.
Now he is not the master of this world. Life and death are the ways of heaven and earth. Even his father never wanted to change everything.
In the entire vast cloud world, between heaven and earth, the only one who decides life and death is the Supreme God Emperor.
Even when he was at his peak, when he was the Yuanhuang God Emperor, he couldn't do it.
Qin Chen stood up and shook slightly.
At this moment, Mrs. Xian Yin was dumbfounded.
Shi Gandang, Li Xianyu, Jiang Bai, Gu Xinyue and Ye Ziqing were also silent at this moment.
No one could have imagined that they would encounter such a thing on the way back.
"Ziye, what happened?"
Slowly, Qin Chen tried his best to calm down and said.
"Qingchen Pavilion...is besieged!"
"Just like how we dealt with Uncle Li Yifeng back then, we set up a royal formation to cover Qingchen Pavilion for thousands of miles."
"My father noticed that he deliberately attracted the attention of those people, so he asked me and my eldest brother to go to Tianwaixian for help!"
"I didn't expect...that I would meet someone from Tiandi Pavilion on the way."
"The Qingyun Guards were blocked, so we left first, but we didn't expect that there would be a group of people waiting for us in the Tiandi Pavilion."
Yang Ziye spoke intermittently, looking sad. He wanted to stand up, but couldn't.
When Qin Chen heard this, his expression did not change.
It’s Tiandi Pavilion again!
It’s another act of sealing the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, encircling and killing...
Repeat the same trick!
"Tiandi Pavilion..."
Qin Chen walked gently to Yang Ziye, picked up Yang Ziye, and said slowly: "Shitou, Yue'er, watch Xian Yin here, I'll go first!"
"No need!"
Mrs. Xian Yin stood up at this moment.
"I am coming too!"
Glancing at Xian Yin, Qin Chen felt a dull pain in his heart.
If Qingyun knew... how sad he would be...
Yang Zixuan is Qingyun’s eldest son!
At this moment, Qin Chen felt that the anger in his heart was already burning.
"While I'm not here, why don't you attack Qingchen Pavilion first..."
"Tiandi Pavilion..."
"They all have to die!
After saying this, Qin Chen flew to the Yuan Palace.
At this moment, Shi Gandang and Li Xianyu also picked up the bodies of Yang Zixuan and Yang Fenghua.
A group of several people stepped onto the Yuan Palace without saying a word.
The speed of Yuan Palace was pushed to the extreme.
The surrounding scenery looked desolate at this moment, which made Qin Chen feel depressed.
Gu Xinyue and Ye Ziqing stood on the steps in front of the palace gate, one on the left and the other on the right, looking at Qin Chen.
The two of them said nothing and didn't know what to say.
silence.
Until, suddenly, a light flashed ahead.
Fire shadows filled the sky, pouring down at this moment, turning into a fire net, blocking the Yuan Palace.
The huge Yuan Palace suddenly stopped at this moment.
"Haha...Cheng Chongshan, I told you, we stay here and we won't return empty-handed!"
A burst of laughter sounded at this moment.
Above the sky, in all directions, figures appeared.
There are hundreds of people, all in the realm of heaven and humans.
Four directions, four figures.
One of them burst out laughing at this moment.
"Yun Qingquan, your Falling Sun Technique has two brushes!"
The man named Cheng Chongshan spoke and said with a smile: "Let's see who is trapped!"
Four figures approached the fire network formed by the flames.
At this moment, in the fire net that looked like a fireball, Qin Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, standing in front of the Yuan Palace.
"Qin Chen!"
"Qin Chen!"
A series of exclamations sounded at this moment.
"Meet an old acquaintance?"
As Qin Chen murmured, he looked around and saw four figures.
"Is it from Tiandi Pavilion?"
After saying this, a figure walked out and looked at Qin Chen.
"I am not from Tiandi Pavilion."
The octogenarian man was full of energy and energy, and there was a tyrannical aura in his body, which was obviously close to the level of a king.
"I am the ancestor Xuanhun of Xuanwu Castle!"
After the old man finished speaking, Qin Chen raised his eyebrows.
"Xuanwu Fort? That guy Xuan Yan was killed by me. Is this revenge?"