From the fake emperor to the concubine

Zheng Yi subconsciously raised his hand, trying to block Cangyue Yanhuang's attack.

There was a sound in my ears, like a stone falling into water.

The expected attack did not fall on him.

Zheng Yi could clearly see Cangyue Yanhuang's arm passing through the water droplets, then through his own arm, and then through his eyes.

Even so, he was not harmed at all.

"A mere trifle!" Cangyue Yanhuang roared, and a raging flame burned through the arm of the water droplets that wrapped Zheng Yi.

In just a blink of an eye, the water surrounding Zheng Yi began to bubble continuously and boiled under the burning flames.

Although Zheng Yi did not feel any discomfort, he knew that if this condition continued, it would be very bad.

Before Zheng Yi could come up with a solution, a flying sword formed by a stream of water flew from behind him and pointed directly at Cangyue Yanhuang.

The spiritual power contained in this water sword is even greater than that of Cang Yue Yan Huang.

In desperation, Cangyue Yanhuang could only let Zheng Yi go and avoid the attack.

A graceful figure followed closely and separated Zheng Yi from Cangyue Yanhuang.

Seeing the person coming, Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief. The crisis was finally over.

From the strongest man in the world, Shen Weiyao from the Blue Sky and Yellow Spring.

Her strength is unquestionable.

Not to mention just this one clone, even if Cangyue Yanhuang came in person, he would definitely not be a match for Shen Weiyao.

"Zheng Yi, are you okay?" Shen Weiyao looked at Cangyue Yanhuang vigilantly and asked without turning his head.

Zheng Yi shook his head: "Fortunately, the senior arrived in time, and I was not hurt at all."

Lin Junrong and Zhan Xinrou took the opportunity to rescue Yue Ping. They made a detour to avoid Cangyue Yanhuang and returned to Zheng Yi.

Yue Ping was unconscious at this time, but it seemed that she did not have any fatal injuries.

"How did you guys do it?" Shen Weiyao looked at Cangyue Yanhuang's clone, who had only one arm left, and was extremely surprised.

Even if this is just a clone, it is still the clone of a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

With just four people at the Spirit Transformation Stage and one person at the Golden Core Stage, they were not only able to block Cangyue Yanhuang's attack, but they could even counterattack and cut off one of the opponent's arms?
If Shen Weiyao hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

"It's just some small tricks. Senior, if you delay, something bad may happen. It's better to kill this guy as soon as possible."

Although our side has an absolute advantage on the scene.

But for some reason, Zheng Yi always felt uneasy.

"It's time to put an end to this." Shen Weiyao's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Cangyue Yanhuang.

In an instant, hundreds of water swords appeared in the sky and flew towards Cang Yue Yan Huang like meteors.

"Don't even think about it!" A raging flame erupted from Cangyue Yanhuang's body.

Many water swords were evaporated by the flames and disappeared before they even touched him.

But it didn't work.

Those water swords were endless, like a continuous rainstorm.

One water sword evaporated, and immediately ten water swords appeared.

Shen Weiyao's attack was like the waves in the ocean, one wave higher than the other.

Soon, Cangyue Yanhuang could no longer hold on, his raging flames were drowned by the raging waves, his clone was directly pierced by the water sword and turned into a sieve, and fell down softly.

Zheng Yi was extremely envious, this was the real cultivator in his mind.

I don’t know when I can reach Shen Weiyao’s level.

With every move of his hands, thousands of arrows were fired to crush the enemy.

"Not good, retreat quickly! Mirror flowers and water moons!" Shen Weiyao's face suddenly changed, and she hooked her slender jade fingers.

Zheng Yi, Lin Junrong, Shen Weiyao, Lu Shutong, Yue Ping and others were all wrapped in water droplets and quickly left Cangyue Yanhuang.

Zheng Yi could clearly feel that all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be converging into Cangyue Yanhuang's body, and infinite power was rapidly expanding in his body.

"This guy wants to blow himself up."

In the water droplets, Zheng Yi's voice turned into a series of bubbles, and no one knew what he wanted to say.

But now that things have come to this, there is no need for Zheng Yi to explain.

A cultivator at the God Transformation Stage self-destructed...

Just thinking about it, Zheng Yi felt his hair stand on end.

Even if it is not the original body, its power is probably enough to destroy the world.

Under Shen Weiyao's protection, several people traveled thousands of miles away in an instant and hid far away.

A fireball that seemed to be only the size of a football emitted an extremely dazzling light, and the entire world seemed to be darkened.

The next moment, the fireball expanded rapidly, and with the fireball as the center, the shock wave spread rapidly in all directions.

Even Shen Weiyao, a great master in the enlightenment stage, had to take out a magical weapon that looked like a scroll.

The scroll is unfolded, and on it is a vast expanse of mountains and rivers.

Shen Weiyao made a hand gesture, and the scroll suddenly grew larger, blocking their way.

In order to resist the impact, even Shen Weiyao had to use defensive magic weapons, which shows how powerful the explosion was.

Because of the obstruction of the magic weapon, Zheng Yi could not see the specific circumstances of the explosion.

After a long time, the light gradually dimmed and Shen Weiyao took back the defensive weapon.

Zheng Yi and others took one look and all gasped.

The Ximing Mountain in front of us has disappeared, and in its place is an extremely huge meteorite crater.

Zheng Yi was very glad that Shen Weiyao came.

Otherwise, relying on just these people, they would not be able to defeat Cangyue Yanhuang's clone even if they tried their best.

It would also be blown into ashes by this horrific self-explosion.

After the explosion, Shen Weiyao released several people, and all the water droplets on their bodies dissipated.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior." Zheng Yi thanked Shen Weiyao gratefully.

Before Shen Weiyao could answer, everyone felt a familiar breath.

"Cang Yue Yan Huang!" Zheng Yi was stunned.

He blew himself up, but this guy is still alive?

There was a rustling sound in the forest.

With his body covered in black, his legs and arms having disappeared, Cangyue Yanhuang appeared before their eyes like a human stick.

Shen Weiyao said coldly: "Are you still not giving up? You were not my opponent just now, do you still think you can be violent now?"

Cangyue Yanhuang squinted his eyes, as if he was listening to the sound and looking for Shen Weiyao's location.

"I... indeed, am no match for you." Cangyue Yanhuang spoke slowly.

Just when everyone was wondering what this guy was trying to do.

But Cang Yue Yan Huang suddenly smiled grimly: "But Zheng Yi must die."

Suddenly, a piece of clothing flew out from the grass under Zheng Yi's feet and stuck to Zheng Yi's calf.

Shen Weiyao sensed something was wrong and immediately wanted to use Mirror Flower and Water Moon to protect Zheng Yi.

"Hahaha, it's too late. You can't escape this time."

Whoosh!
Zheng Yi disappeared without a trace in front of Shen Weiyao, a master at the peak of the enlightenment stage.

Shen Weiyao was furious: "Cang Yue Yan Huang, you are looking for death! Wu Ling Ruo Shui!"

A drop of water as black as ink instantly penetrated the brow of Cang Yue Yan Huang's clone. However, the Wu Ling Ruo Shui did not come out from the back of Cang Yue Yan Huang's head, but disappeared completely without a trace.

a long distance away.

In the sphere of influence of the Nether Spirit Clan, Cang Yue Yan Huang, who had just realized that something was wrong with one of his clones, did not take it too seriously.

The two tribes have officially gone to war recently in order to allow the ghost monks who have infiltrated human territory to better complete their mission.

Cang Yueyan also gave many cultivators the right to summon their own clones.

Although his clone could never compare to a genuine cultivator in the Enlightenment Stage.

But it is more than enough to deal with the Spirit Transformation Stage.

Besides, it doesn’t matter even if they are killed, at least it can weaken the power of the human race.

At worst, there is no problem with self-destruction.

As a pure fire cultivator.

Cangyue Yanhuang is not exaggerating, the power of his self-explosion is unmatched in the entire Canglan Realm.

Cangyue Yanhuang wanted to wait a while to see what happened, but he didn't have the time to go and see.

Suddenly, he felt a huge force exploding in his sea of ​​consciousness.

If Cangyue Yanhuang had not reacted in time and kept his mind focused at the first moment, he might have become an idiot now.

Even so, his condition was not very good, and his sea of ​​consciousness was turned upside down.

It even caused him to go astray in his martial arts skills, causing the spiritual energy in his body to explode uncontrollably.

With a loud bang, the roof was blown away.

"What the hell just happened?"

Cangyue Yanhuang took a healing pill before the other cultivators arrived, and then acted as if nothing had happened.

Many cultivators from the Nether Spirit Clan arrived one after another.

"Senior, what happened?"

"Mr. Yanhuang, are you okay?"

Cang Yue Yan Huang took the opportunity to curse: "They are all a bunch of useless trash. We have prepared for so long in advance, but there is still no good news!"

Everyone then realized that Lord Yanhuang was angry because the war situation on the front line was not going well.

After driving away those dark spirit monks, Cangyue Yanhuang suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"This is... Wu Ling Ruo Shui. Shen Weiyao, you and I cannot coexist!"

After tea time.

Hades and the Bull King also knew the news that Cangyue Yanhuang was injured.

"What's the situation?" Pluto's calm tone was filled with dissatisfaction towards Cangyue Yanhuang.

"Your Highness, this is Wuling Ruoshui. My injuries are very serious now. It will take at least 30 years for me to recover to my full strength."

The Bull King said angrily, "Why did you get injured at this time when you could have been injured at any other time? His Majesty the Pluto's important event has been delayed by a piece of trash like you."

Under normal circumstances, if the other party dared to speak to him like this, Cang Yue Yan Huang would definitely teach him a lesson.

But now, he was too seriously injured and had to give up.

"Your Highness Pluto, this was not my intention. No one could have imagined that Shen Weiyao, that bitch, would even use the Black Spirit Weak Water."

"However, although I was seriously injured, Shen Weiyao will definitely not feel well. In terms of high-end combat power, our Mingling tribe should still have the advantage."

Pluto's figure was shrouded in darkness, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long while, he gently waved his hand and said, "I understand. You can go and heal your wounds. I will have someone send some natural treasures suitable for healing to your residence."

Cangyue Yanhuang left respectfully.

As soon as he returned to his palace, the pain on his face disappeared.

Although the clone was destroyed, he also knew what had happened before.

It was true that he was injured, and Cangyue Yanhuang did not dare to hide anything in this regard.

However, the good news is that the damn guy Zheng Yi was pulled into his original world by his clone.

As long as he can recover from his injuries, no... he doesn't even have to recover completely, as long as he can recover 10% or 20%, he can seek revenge on Zheng Yi for killing his son.

"Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi, you must stay alive."

Cangyue Yanhuang grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, then began to work hard to recover from his injuries.

On the other side, Zheng Yi felt as if a big hand grabbed his calf and was desperately dragging him into the endless abyss.

No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no use.

After struggling for an unknown amount of time, Zheng Yi finally gave up.

There was endless darkness all around him, though he could vaguely see some stars.

However, Zheng Yi couldn't be sure whether these stars really existed or were just an illusion in the dark.

Suddenly, Zheng Yi, who was falling, hit something.

The huge impact force caused Zheng Yi to faint instantly.

Before he fell into a coma, he could still vaguely hear a crisp voice exclaiming, "Grandpa, someone fell into our cowshed!"

Afterwards, Zheng Yi completely lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it was, but when Zheng Yi opened his eyes again, he saw a roof made of grass.

Although he was covered with a quilt, it was so thin that it looked like nothing.

The cold wind blew into the leaky wooden house on all sides, making Zheng Yi shiver uncontrollably.

Although his cultivation was still there, it was suppressed by an unknown force, making Zheng Yi no different from an ordinary person.

I wanted to get out of bed and check the surroundings.

But the severe pain all over his body made it difficult for Zheng Yi to even move his hands.

However, what reassured Zheng Yi was that he could still summon the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror.

Although his body was weak, he could feel that the Immaculate Human Emperor's body was recovering rapidly.

A squeak!
The wooden door of the room was pushed open by a pair of chubby little hands.

A little child, about six or seven years old, with two buns on her head, stuck her head out and looked curiously at Zheng Yi on the bed.

The child was startled when he found Zheng Yi was also looking at him and quickly retracted his head.

He stepped on the floor with his feet and ran away quickly: "Grandpa! The guy who fell from the sky has woken up."

After a while, an old man in his sixties with dark skin walked into the wooden house with a pipe in his hand.

"You're awake! How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Little brother, you fell from the sky and crashed into my cowshed, but nothing happened to you. It seems that you must be a monk, right?"

Zheng Yiqiang sat up and clasped his fists in thanks, saying, "Thank you for saving my life, father-in-law. I will definitely compensate you for the damage I caused."

The old man smiled and waved his hands: "It's just that two beams on the roof of the cowshed were broken. They have been repaired long ago. There is no need to compensate."

"My place is poor, old man. If you don't mind, you can recover here before leaving."

Zheng Yi didn’t know what was going on yet, so he certainly wouldn’t leave easily. He thanked the old man again.

The recovery speed of the injury was much slower than Zheng Yi expected.

Even if all the bones in his body are broken, it only takes a few cups of tea to restore the Immaculate Human Emperor's body.

It took a whole day to get rid of the pain in my body.

It was not until it was completely dark that Zheng Yi was able to walk. (End of this chapter)