"You brat, let go of my Mo Huang."
Jun Liyuan's eyes were burning with anger, and he took a step forward, trying to pull Jun Mohuang to his side.
God knows, his heart would be broken when he saw the scene of Di Lingtian betraying his precious daughter in Huangyu Space, and the pain when he saw her light source power being swallowed up by the girl in white.
He had known for a long time that Di Lingtian had no good intentions.
Zishuilan stood aside, with a joking smile on her handsome and charming face, expressing her joy at the anger Di Lingtian had caused.
His chance has come.
"My husband-in-law, you are a sensible person and know the purpose of my doing this. Now is an extraordinary period, so it would be better to discuss this matter later."
Di Lingtian glanced at Jun Liyuan lightly, and restrained Jun Mohuang tighter, not taking his words to heart at all.
Jun Mohuang had difficulty breathing now. She stretched out her hand and pinched Di Lingtian's waist, and then she managed to breathe easier.
Jun Liyuan snorted coldly and was about to speak. Next to him, Luo Chen landed with a large group of Spirit Tribe people.
"Where's Huang'er? Where did you hide her?"
When Luo Chen saw Di Lingtian, Jun Mohuang and Zishuilan, his obsidian eyes ignited with anger.
"died."
"Killed."
"I chopped it up and fed it to the fish."
Without waiting for Jun Mohuang, Di Lingtian and Zishuilan answered, Feng Yunqi and the dragon clan immediately started to answer first.
The people on Jun Mohuang's side were even more unkind to Luo Chen.
"Very good, Mo Yang, Mo Clan, is quite capable."
Luo Chen's eyes fell on Mo Yang and a group of Mo people.
The Black Ink Clan people who were driven out of the Tianling Realm by him actually sneaked into the Holy Pool under his nose.
The Mo clan also gave birth to vicious women like Jun Mohuang.
If he had known that something like this would happen today, he should have killed the entire Mo clan in the first place, so that Jun Mohuang would not be born, and his Huang'er would not suffer the pain today.
Behind Luo Chen, many ministers of the Spiritual Clan looked at Mo Yang, showing extremely complicated emotions.
They had a good relationship with Mo Yang before, and they were both Luo Chen's capable ministers.
It is a good thing to suddenly see an old friend.
But it is a pity that Mo Yang has betrayed the Tianling Realm and fallen to the point of working for the demons.
"Thank you, Lord God, for the compliment."
Mo Yang's face was calm and calm, and he was not affected by Luo Chen and other ministers of the Spiritual Tribe at all.
"snort!"
Luo Chen snorted lightly and turned his attention to Di Lingtian and Zishuilan.
"The Beast King and the Demon Emperor are really good at planning."
Now, he finally understood the real purpose of Zishuilan asking him to send invitation orders to the other four continental lords.
Dealing with his Huang'er was one thing, but the holy pool was their real goal.
The Holy Pool is independent of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. The one-day invitation he issued is only useful to these people in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, but is useless in the Holy Pool.
Di Lingtian and Zishuilan, both of whom have reached the ninth level of Yuansheng Realm, want to enter the holy pool and find the secret of becoming a god.
"I and the Beast King are smarter than you, Luo Chen."
Di Lingtian's perfectly shaped thin lips evoked a soul-stirring smile.
"Unfortunately, you will never succeed."
Luo Chen smiled instead of being angry, and looked at Di Lingtian and Zishuilan with extremely pitiful eyes.
These two people thought they could become gods by entering the holy pool. It was a joke.
To enter the holy pool, you must use the descendants of the gods to discover the secret of becoming a god.
Did Di Lingtian think that the true descendant of the Gods was the half-human, half-spiritual woman in his arms
(End of chapter)