The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Chapter 550 No Answer

"Why are you still arguing with him? Kill him and the treasure will be ours."

Among the three people, there was an old emperor who looked like an old man. He held a golden bowl in his hand. He snorted coldly, and the golden bowl flew out of his hand and fell towards Yongye.

Seeing the old man taking action, the other man was not willing to be outdone. He waved his hand and several talismans attacked Yongye.

The two emperors were very excited that they had really trapped the person. Even though they saw that the other party's cultivation was higher than theirs, they did not take it to heart. After all, there were three people on their side, including a female emperor in the middle stage. At most, they could give more to the woman when distributing the treasure later. Although they felt painful, they might find the person first, but they still felt it was a godsend opportunity.

When the woman saw the other two people taking action, the silk in her hand also flew out.

Yongye looked at the three people with greed in their eyes. A chill spread all over his body. The Nine Nether Demon Fire spread all over his body. The Blood Demon Knife instantly appeared in his hand. He really wanted to kill these three people!

Three months later, Yongye, who was in a rather miserable state, was besieged by six emperors again. The three who had initially ambushed him were no longer among them. This was the nth wave of emperors that had besieged him in the past three months. His magic power was exhausted again. Yongye took out the last magic pill from his storage bag and swallowed it. His magic power was replenished again. These damn things had consumed all the pills that Huahua had given him. Glancing at the God King Jijun who was standing in the distant sky, Yongye had a weird smile on his face. These damn things, he would take them with him even if he died.

Seeing Yong Ye's magic power recovering again, the six emperors surrounding him looked even uglier. How many times has this happened? How many good things does this male favorite have?

While cursing in his heart, he was also more certain that this guy must have obtained the treasure house of the Dark Domain God King, otherwise how could he have so many good things? Today, no matter what they said, they would not let this guy escape. The few people who had made up their minds attacked almost at the same time, and Yongye was instantly surrounded by various spiritual lights again. The six emperors attacked with all their strength at the same time, and the power can be imagined. The surrounding space was instantly distorted, and bottomless space cracks appeared out of thin air. When the few people saw the strange space cracks, it was too late to stop. God King Jijun also felt something was wrong, and gave birth to several vines to try to bind Yongye, who was in the center of the vortex, and pull him out, but his vines were shattered by the fierce gale as soon as they approached the cracks.

"idiot!"

The angry God King Jijun couldn't help but scold out loud.

But it was too late to say anything now. They watched helplessly as Eternal Night was swallowed up by a crack that was flashing with strange light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Yongye wrapped himself layer by layer with his remaining magic energy, and looked at the shaking light and shadows around him, feeling a little dazed. He was actually preparing to drag those people to death with him, but when he felt the strange suction behind him, he suddenly gave up the idea of ​​dying together. He had not found Huahua yet, and he had to stay alive!

……

Bai Qinghua, who was in seclusion, felt uneasy for a moment and spat out a mouthful of blood. Tata and Xinxin, who were bored in the space, felt that Bai Qinghua's breath suddenly became disordered and were shocked.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

After leaving the space, Xin Xin looked at Bai Qinghua's pale face and blood on the corners of her lips and felt a little at a loss. She wanted to go forward to help her, but she was afraid that her breathing was disordered and if she touched her casually, it would make her sister more painful and uncomfortable. She was so anxious that she circled around Bai Qinghua with tears in her eyes.

Tata was also floating in the air, looking at Bai Qinghua with a worried look on his face.

"Xinxin, stop turning around. I'm fine."

Bai Qinghua managed to suppress his disordered breath with great difficulty, and grabbed Xinxin who had already turned around countless times, and said helplessly.

"Are...are you okay?"

There were still a few tears hanging on Xinxin's eyelashes. She raised her eyes and asked aggrievedly.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Looking at Xinxin's appearance, Bai Qinghua raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face and said with some heartache.

"Why is he vomiting blood for no reason? What's going on?"

Tata is not as easy to fool as Xinxin. His eyebrows were twisted into knots and he looked at Bai Qinghua with a tense face and asked.

When Xinxin heard this, tears were about to come out again. She looked at Bai Qinghua eagerly, as if she really wanted to know.

Bai Qinghua held her forehead helplessly, but she did not intend to hide it. She suddenly felt uneasy and her breath became disordered. It was impossible for her to continue her retreat. She also wanted to know why this happened to her. Fortunately, her cultivation was solid and stable now, so it was time to go out for a walk.

Bai Qinghua, who had left the retreat cave, soon heard a piece of news that almost caused her spiritual energy to go out of control again: Yongye was missing.

Looking at the portraits that almost everyone had, and listening to the heated discussions of the people around her, Bai Qinghua felt that everything around her had become somewhat empty. At this moment, she wanted to rush into the Alchemist Guild and kill everyone inside, especially the God King Jijun, whom she wanted to tear into pieces.

How dare these people!

"Painting, calm down first."

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Tata saw that the originally silent Divine Demon Harp was slowly stained with blood, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, so he quickly spoke out to remind her.

"Yong Ye is just missing, he is not dead yet."

Seeing that Bai Qinghua seemed unmoved, Tata quickly added.

"He was surrounded and attacked by emperors one after another. Do you think he will be fine?"

Bai Qinghua's voice sounded a little hoarse, but Tata was able to hear her reply and knew that she had not completely lost her mind, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Didn't those people say that Jijun Divine King and his men locked up a secret realm where Yongye disappeared? Maybe he has entered the secret realm. Judging from the current situation, it is better to be able to enter the secret realm than to face endless siege. Maybe you can rush to help him."

Tata's voice was very soft, he himself was not sure, but going to the secret realm to save people was better than Huahua rushing into the Alchemist Guild recklessly. Just look at Yongye and you will know that two fists cannot beat four hands. No matter how powerful Huahua is, he will suffer when facing enemies that are several times his number. The Alchemist Guild has stood in the Ten Thousand Worlds for so many years, and it is not to be trifled with.

"You're right. I'm going to help him."

The noisy sound came into the ears again, and Bai Qinghua's figure had disappeared from the place, but in just a moment, she returned to the place.

She didn't know where to find Yongye.

The emperor's pressure poured out in an instant, and the noisy crowd around was suddenly enveloped by this huge pressure. They were all pressed to the ground. Those with higher cultivation bases could still hold on, but those with lower cultivation bases all fainted.

"Where did the person in the portrait disappear?"

Bai Qinghua's cold voice sounded, but none of the monks who were pinned to the ground around her could give her the answer she wanted.