Chapter 172 Death, She Must Die

Emperor Dayan stared at the old man dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me? Will I be chased to such a situation? Do you know how scared I will be after I leave this world..."

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

The old man took out a bead directly.

"This is!"

Emperor Dayan's pupils shrank.

Because it is his soul bead.

And Emperor Dayan was very sure.

This is your own soul bead.

There is no way to fake it.

Just this soul bead.

It was really too broken, even close to falling apart.

"There is also one of your souls here. Take it and take a look, and you will know everything!"

Hear this.

Emperor Dayan took the soul pearl.

For a moment.

Picture after picture passed into the mind of Emperor Dayan.

"Weng..."

At this time, Emperor Dayan seemed to be pulled into a special space.

Just after entering this space.

It was a huge shadow that enveloped him.

Emperor Dayan raised his head.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

That's huge Ji So Young.

The upper half of his face was filled with gloom, and his eyes were glowing blood red.

"Buzz..."

Then there was a head-on sword strike.

Under this sword.

Emperor Dayan only felt like a small boat in the angry waves.

He was overwhelmed by the majestic sword energy.

The shadow of death shrouded his whole body.

"No……"

Emperor Dayan exclaimed.

"Click~"

The soul bead is broken.

Emperor Dayan had returned to reality covered in cold sweat.

At this time, he quickly glanced around, his chest also rising and falling.

a long time.

Emperor Dayan finally came to his senses.

"Is that the future Ji Suying?"

The old man nodded.

"That's right!"

Emperor Dayan took a deep breath at this time.

"Death, she must die!"

The aura of Ji Suying in the future is too terrifying and terrifying.

Even the always arrogant Emperor Yan.

After seeing the horror of Ji Suying's future.

He didn't dare to expand any more.

"We must never let her grow up, and we must never let her walk out of the secret realm alive!"

The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"We are already doing it now!"

Emperor Dayan shook his head.

"It's not enough. Ji Suying still hasn't used her real skills. If we want to continue sending people, it's best to let the powerful people from the combined realm come down and do it themselves. Don't worry, I will open the authority of the cave to let you in!"

The old man nodded.

"Okay, since His Majesty said so, I will go and report it to the Palace Master!"

Emperor Dayan nodded.

But suddenly.

He always felt something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, who are the people who save lives and heal the wounded? You sent 20,000 Avatars to kill the two of them. Could it be that they will also be very powerful in the future?"

The old man was a little embarrassed at this time.

"Well, how should I put it? It seems that these two people will not exist in the future. No one has heard of this nickname of saving lives and healing the wounded in the future!"

Emperor Dayan: "???"

"I've never heard of it. You made such a big move to kill the two of them?"

The old man was also very helpless.

"They are just Nascent Souls now and can kill three thousand transformed gods. What will happen if they grow up? But this seems to be a part of history. Maybe it is because they are too outstanding that they are strangled!"

Emperor Dayan frowned.

"Your statement is not quite right. If it is true, then the future you mentioned before does not include the Wrathful Heaven Palace. Then how did they die?"

The old man wanted to curse at this moment.

You idiot, where did you get so many problems?

How do I know?

But he still couldn't get angry.

Think about it.

The old man still said.

"As the saying goes, the general trend remains unchanged, but the small trend can be changed. No matter who kills them, their future ending is destined. This may be the arrangement of fate!"

Emperor Dayan was silent for a long time.

A final nod.

But Emperor Dayan always had a feeling.

"Why do I feel that you..."

The old man looked at Emperor Dayan with some confusion.

"What's wrong? Your Majesty!"

Emperor Dayan looked at the old man carefully.

Finally shook his head.

"fine!"

But Emperor Dayan always felt in his heart that this old man seemed to be destined to die!

What a terrible feeling.

Just after they said this.

At this time, he was at a stall somewhere in Xianyuan Continent.

The old man felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He looked around in horror.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But the old man was still a little uneasy.

At this time, the old man quickly closed the stall.

Then hide under a covered bridge.

Then quickly check your own cause and effect.

Because of the palpitations he had before.

It comes from this path of cause and effect.

The old man closed his eyes and felt.

Then a voice came.

"The general trend remains unchanged, but the small trend can be changed. This is all destiny!"

Old man: "???"

"Who did I arrange?"

The old man once again sensed the underlying cause and effect.

Following the line of cause and effect, the old man suddenly saw two gangsters wearing black hoods.

"Huh? Who is this?"

The old man was a little confused.

He couldn't remember any connection with these two gangsters.

But when the two gangsters took off their black hoods.

The old man was so frightened that he couldn't hold back his breath.

"Me, my god, you piece of shit, what nonsense are you talking about? Who the hell arranged the fate of these two people!"

"make!"

The old man dodged and disappeared.

…

…

Early the next morning.

Emperor Dayan suddenly woke up from his dream.

"I actually fell asleep!"

Emperor Dayan couldn't believe it.

Even more unbelievable.

He had a nightmare.

He dreamed that two men wearing black and gold robes were called the kings of hell.

Behind them was filled with mist, and pairs of blood-red eyes flashed in the mist.

The most terrifying thing is that he was tied up by the two kings of hell.

Then sizzle and bleed.

The man called the Great King of Hell drew his blood out of nowhere.

The two kings of hell treated him.

The two of them went back and forth, beating themselves to death and then resurrecting themselves again.

The point is.

Not just draw his blood.

They even skinned him and took away his bone marrow and dragon tendons.

The pain was simply hell.

But he couldn't have a nervous breakdown or even faint.

It's even more impossible to die.

That nightmare, the reality of the pain.

Emperor Dayan quickly checked his body.

Um.

Unscathed.

Not even a hair fell out.

suddenly.

Emperor Dayan couldn't help but shake his head and sneer.

"I was actually frightened by a dream!"

Afterwards, Emperor Dayan walked out of the retreat room and took in the fresh air outside.

It’s just that Emperor Dayan has just stepped out here.

Qianlongwei came over there to report.

"Sir, the leader of the Wrathful Heaven Palace is dead!"

Emperor Dayan was stunned for a moment.

"Dead? How did you die?"

Qianlongwei was a little embarrassed.

"Drunk and drunk, he held the dagger to eat meat. As a result, he tripped and the dagger penetrated directly from his mouth!"

Emperor Yan was confused.

"He died so hastily? Also, he was a strong man in the realm of refining the void, and he died like this? And he was drunk?"

Qianlongwei took a deep breath at this time.

"My subordinates investigated and found that he bought a bottle of wine at a street stall and then got drunk!"

Emperor Dayan's expression changed: "What about the people setting up street vendors?"

Qianlongwei shook his head: "Not found!"

Emperor Dayan: "..."