"stop!"
Just when Xiao Chen was about to take action, the red-haired middle-aged man beside Yi Ling who had been silent until now suddenly spoke up and stepped in front of Mr. Hong.
Immediately, the heavy imperial power disappeared, all blocked by the red-haired middle-aged man, making everyone feel the pressure suddenly reduced.
Unexpectedly, the red-haired middle-aged man would stop him. Mr. Hong was obviously a little stunned. Although the other party was also a Little Heavenly Martial Emperor, he had the cultivation level of the Second Heaven, which was one level higher than him.
If they really want to fight, they are no match for them.
"Brother Hong, there is no need to be as knowledgeable as a junior. No matter where you go or go on adventures with you, there are no rules about prying into other people's backgrounds, don't you think?" The red-haired middle-aged man's tone was not too fierce, which made Mr. Hong feel good. Some.
Yi Ling spoke appropriately and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, Mr. Hong. If a quasi-emperor of Dzogchen is really planning something evil, with your old strength, you won't be able to solve it in a matter of minutes."
Mr. Hong also felt a little impulsive. The opponent punched him and forced him to take a small step back, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
To think that he, the majestic Martial Emperor, was forced to retreat by a junior. If word spread, he would become a joke in the Emperor Martial Circle.
But now it's obviously not the right time to take action. Now that we have a step down, let's take advantage of the situation.
Mr. Hong put away his imperial power and glanced at Xiao Chen indifferently: "It's just for the sake of Mr. Yi and Brother Zhao. Today, I won't share the same experience with you. You should do your best for me and don't let me catch you. Otherwise it will be difficult for you to die."
Yi Ling laughed, smoothed things over, and then said: "Those who fail the test should leave now. We can cooperate again if there is a chance in the future."
With the banishment order, the other warriors who failed to stand up had no choice but to leave.
When the conversation changed, Yi Ling glanced at the seven people who passed the test, especially Xiao Chen, and continued: "You guys will heal here first. After you recover, I will tell you the details of the cooperation."
After finishing speaking, he led the five Martial Emperors and strode away.
Before Mr. Hong left, he looked back at Xiao Chen, his eyes obviously unkind.
This is the best ending. Xiao Chen is not willing to fight to the death with the other party at this time. He was still injured again and again. It would be really bad for him to do it now.
But looking at the look in Mr. Hong's eyes, it was obvious that this matter could not be resolved.
Xiao Chen was also quite depressed. He didn't expect that among Emperor Wu, there were people with such small minds. He just didn't want to expose his own strength. He didn't mean to force the opponent back and lose Mr. Hong's face.
But if the other party is really unreasonable, he is not afraid. If you don't attack him now, Xiao Chen will be more confident after he recovers from his injuries.
Without thinking too much, Xiao Chen threw a top-quality king-level healing elixir into his mouth, sat cross-legged, and began to heal.
As for the holy elixirs in the Lei Emperor's legacy, Xiao Chen didn't use them. He only had three holy-level healing elixirs, one less one, and it wasn't time to use them yet.
The people in the pavilion were all nervously healing their wounds. There was silence and time passed slowly.
After half a day passed, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. His injuries had fully recovered, and the rest would only take a while for his body to recover automatically.
This time, the injury was indeed serious enough. With his half-step golden body, it took him a king-level elixir and half a day.
At a glance, the other six Half-Step Martial Emperors were still recovering from their injuries and had not yet woken up.
Xiao Chen had nothing to do and began to simulate the previous fight with Mr. Hong in his mind.
The power of twenty dragons already has a strength of 200 million kilograms, but it is still dwarfed by the power of ten Hongmeng. Xiao Chen estimated that he would have to at least reach the power of a hundred dragons in order to fight head-on with the opponent without suffering a loss.
The other party was as steady as a mountain with just a casual palm. He was much more proficient in using the power of Hongmeng than others.
Moreover, the power of the ten Hongmeng was obviously more condensed and purer than his own. Being able to survive this time can only be said to be a fluke. Looking back, it was still too risky.
Just as Xiao Chen was deducing the previous battle, the other six half-step Martial Emperors woke up one after another and looked at Xiao Chen with a strange light.
As if there was a tacit understanding, five of them stood up at the same time, avoiding Xiao Chen from a distance like the god of plague. Only the middle-aged man with the flame scar on his face did not avoid it. Instead, he got up and walked towards Xiao Chen.
Regarding the actions of those five people, Xiao Chen understood after a moment's thought that he had offended Mr. Hong. It aroused the murderous intention of a Emperor Wu. These people were afraid that having a relationship with him would make Mr. Hong angry with them.
Xiao Chen understood what these people were thinking and didn't care much about it. He just didn't understand what the middle-aged man walking towards him meant.
"Can you sit here and introduce yourself? I am Wang Yuzhu, the supreme elder of an eighth-grade sect in the Sea of Storms." The middle-aged man said in a familiar voice.
Xiao Chen made a gesture of invitation and said: "Of course you can, but you have to tell me that other people avoid me like the god of plague. Why are you not afraid at all and just come here like this?"
Wang Yuzhu smiled helplessly, but the scars on his face made the smile look less pretty.
"If we stay away from you, wouldn't we be ants to their Emperor Wu?"
Xiao Chen was stunned by the rhetorical question. This was a simple and insightful statement, but some people just couldn't figure it out.
"My name is Ye Chen. Of course, this is just a pseudonym. Take a seat."
A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Yuzhu's eyes. This young man wearing a mask was really a bit incomprehensible. He was far from as simple as a Dzogchen Quasi-Emperor.
The two sat together and chatted casually, and then the topic naturally turned to this expedition to the ancient dragon tomb.
"Speaking of which, little brother Ye Chen, at such a young age, you have achieved the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor. You will become an emperor in the future. Why do you want to risk entering the ancient dragon tomb like us, and go in with a group of martial emperors who are obviously not equal in strength?"
Xiao Chen thought for a moment and said in deep thought: "When my family's ancestors were strong, every patriarch would visit the ancient dragon tomb. I want to know the reason.
Of course, I didn't hold out much hope this time, I just explored the path for future independent actions and found some useful information. "
As for why he went with these Martial Emperors, Xiao Chen didn't say anything. He probably wouldn't believe Wang Yuzhu if he told him. He had a trump card to protect himself in front of these Martial Emperors.
"Tell me about you. Why do you want to enter the ancient dragon tomb even though you know that these Martial Emperors will use you as a pawn?"
There was a sad look on Wang Yuzhu's face, and he said in a low voice: "Of course it is for the sake of becoming emperor."
"Emperor?"
Xiao Chen was a little confused. The Banbu Martial Emperor had already survived the Wind and Fire Catastrophe once and failed. Could it be possible that he could survive it again.
Wang Yuzhu overcame Xiao Chen's doubts and explained: "Of course you can cross over again, but no one dares to try it. If you fail the Wind and Fire Tribulation, even if you survive by chance, there will be residual hidden wounds in your body."
"If the hidden wounds are not removed, there will be no way to survive the catastrophe. But this kind of hidden wounds cannot be removed. Some ancient divine medicines of heaven and earth can remove the hidden wounds and give the Half-step Martial Emperor another chance to overcome the wind and fire. Catastrophe."
Xiao Chen suddenly realized that there were some truths in it. This was the first time he had heard of it.
"This magical medicine that can cure dark wounds should be very rare."
Wang Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said: "Not only is it rare, but whether it is extinct or not is a mystery. It has been thousands of years since we heard of a similar miracle drug appearing in the world."
Under the mask, Xiao Chen was extremely surprised when he heard this.
You are too persistent. Just for a hope that you don't know whether it exists, you put down your dignity, accompany a group of high-ranking martial emperors, risk your life, and enter a forbidden place.
Wang Yuzhu knew what Xiao Chen was thinking, and there was a fire-like light in his eyes: "You don't understand what it feels like to be a half-step Martial Emperor. It's obviously only half a step away, but you just can't become the emperor. While being respected by the world, in front of the real Martial Emperor , but they are like pigs, dogs, and ants, with no dignity.”
"I have obviously touched that door, but I just can't push it open. No one has the desire to become an emperor with more intensity and desire than us, the half-step martial emperors. Looking at the sad and eager look in Wang Yuzhu's eyes, the mask Next, Xiao Chen was slightly in a daze.
In his mind, there was a scene of Wang Yuzhu kneeling down on one knee after being slapped by Mr. Hong, shaky, but gritting his teeth and insisting on standing up.
Pictures of half-step Martial Emperors kneeling on one knee, struggling to hold on, flashed by one after another. In contrast, the group of Emperor Wu looked on coldly, as if inspecting goods, with expressions of indifference.
Xiao Chen thought about how his own path to becoming an emperor was actually very similar to that of these half-step martial emperors.
Becoming emperor in five years is not an unknown hope for him. No one in history has ever been promoted from quasi-emperor to emperor in just five years.
What does it rely on? It's not just persistence. Despite the cold eyes of millions of people, it never wavers, believes and persists.
After a long time, Xiao Chen returned to reality from his wandering thoughts, and sighed leisurely: "Who said I don't understand."