Jian Wushuang had no choice but to pat the vast furry back underneath him, "Can I say no? Most of it went into this guy's stomach."
"No, you don't eat less than this guy. You should use your strength when you get the peach." The little emperor looked serious.
"Eating people is short-tongued." Jian Wushuang said leisurely, agreeing.
Then the two of them and the beast continued to walk leisurely through the heaven.
At this moment, in the heavenly court, all the elders who were watching the scene in the heavenly realm had strange expressions on their faces. Even Zhen Wuyang on the throne had a twitching corner of his mouth.
What was originally an extremely tense fight for the peach suddenly turned into a food adventure for the two of them.
'My emperor's celestial tree... was so touched by this boy. 'Zhen Wuyang felt a little bleeding in his heart. Those hanging trees were all the top raw materials for creating the heaven, and the heaven without the emperor's luck could not grow at all.
As for the hanging trees growing in the heaven right now, they were all grilled by the little emperor and burned cleanly...
However, when he saw that the little emperor's face was no longer gloomy, Emperor Zhenwuyang still suppressed his complaints and began to look at the leisurely duo who were on vacation with interest.
"Is the little emperor breaking a jar?" In the heavenly court, some elders couldn't help but whisper.
"I can't say for sure. From what I see, the little emperor seems to have no intention of fighting for the fairy peach."
"In my opinion, this is a wise move by the little emperor. It shows his brotherly behavior and humility to his subordinates."
"If you talk too much, I will punish you to go to the heaven to look after Tianzhuimu for me!"
Heaven is silent.
Sitting on the back of the strange ape, Jian Wushuang looked at the iron chain plate on the neck of the strange ape, with a strange look on his face, "What on earth is your iron plate that can even be imprisoned by Yanxian?"
The little emperor nodded, "Yes, unless you can take that step completely, all the Immortals will definitely not be able to escape my control."
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he felt awkward for a while, thinking that if it hadn't been for the imprisonment chain, how could he have been a prisoner for a few days by accident.
Seemingly seeing where his heart was, the little emperor added, "This is a treasure in the hands of my emperor father, called the Sky-Swallowing Lock. When I took over the Six Heavens Realm, my father gave it to me, and it was given to me at the beginning. It’s not me who’s trapping you, it’s those blind bastards.”
Jian Wushuang didn't take what happened back then to heart. After all, he had only been a prisoner for less than a day, and he directly eliminated a derivative immortal without suffering any big losses.
What made him a little curious was where he was caught.
Before Jian Wushuang could open his mouth to ask, an unspeakable life and death crisis burst out from his consciousness.
Without thinking, he directly released his energy and slapped the huge head of the strange ape under him.
The strange ape understood it, and his huge body suddenly stopped, and then fell to the ground.
A total of more than ten majestic and powerful forces swept in from all directions, almost grazing the heads of Jian Wushuang and the little emperor.
A large area of the giant forest was cut off, and terrifying power exploded.
Standing in the air, Jian Wushuang and Little Emperor looked cold.
If the blow just now had hit him head-on, he would have been seriously injured and eliminated on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, eleven powerful immortals appeared, all looking at the two of them with strange expressions on their faces.
"A bunch of bastards dare to secretly hurt me in this heaven?" The little emperor's face was gloomy and his eyes were as heavy as water. If Jian Wushuang hadn't just been there, he would have suffered heavy losses even if he hadn't been eliminated. The first Yanxian was Fujie who had made such nonsense outside Tianmen. At this moment, he was holding a floating dust and looked like an immortal.
He didn't care about the little emperor's insults. Instead, he said with a smile, "The little emperor has offended many people, but he has to do it as a last resort. I hope the little emperor can withdraw voluntarily, so as to avoid a big fight next."
The little emperor's eyes were sharp, "Did Young Master Jiu send you here?"
Fujie did not speak, but shook the whisk and said softly, "Little Emperor, please withdraw now to avoid the subsequent big fight."
"You bastards, you're seeking death!" he shouted angrily. Instead of flinching when facing the eleven Immortals, he directly attacked them!
A slender soft sword stirred up the wind and clouds, carrying supreme power and pressing towards Fujie.
A flash of disbelief flashed in Fujie's eyes, and then he smiled coldly, holding the dust in his hand and saying, "Everyone, take action."
The fly whisk spreads millions of feet in the wind, and it looks like it is coming down, and it is carried away.
At the same time, the other ten Yanxian also set out, and all their majestic Yanxian power slammed into the little emperor.
Strive to knock him out of the battle with one blow!
But at the next moment, an unparalleled sword intent was caught in the wind, and it suddenly slashed forward like tearing a scarf and silk.
The fly whisk that was about to cover the sky was cut into two pieces by this quietly rising sword intent!
And the little emperor also broke out from there and thrust out a sword!
The fear of life and death surged into his heart, and Fujie tilted his head almost subconsciously, barely escaping the unparalleled sword intent.
A drop of Yin Hong Immortal blood rolled down from the slender cut on the neck and soaked the white robe on the shoulders.
Fujie recovered from the shock and looked at the little emperor with eyes filled with hatred.
"Don't hold back, attack with all your strength!" He shouted, and immediately controlled the whisk that was cut off by an inch in his hand, and rushed away.
The little emperor stood there without any fear. A dark realm centered on him, spreading quietly to all sides like a vine.
But Fujie, whose mind was blinded by hatred, did not notice the subtle changes in the air around him, and opened his five fingers, intending to hit him.
But the surrounding air seemed to become a little muddy, and he felt that the energy in his body was releasing a little slowly.
There are other immortals who have the same feeling.
Time seemed to extend for a long time, and Fujie felt that he had been gliding in the air for a long time, but he had not yet landed.
The gloomy face of the little emperor gradually enlarged, and at the same time, a figure holding a broken sword slowly appeared, with the same cold eyes.
"No, why are there two little emperors?!"
What responded to him was an almost terrifying sword intent.
A colorful sword, each sword reflected colorful lights in the air, and the bright rainbow shadows connected with each other, carrying infinite killing intent, all slashed towards Fujie.
The Yanxian body exploded in an instant.
With just one sword strike, the body of Yanxian can be cut off!
Fujie's immortal body shattered and turned into powder. At the same time, an immortal source the size of a pill broke away from it, and he fled in a panic.
The little emperor grasped it from afar, and waves rippled in the surrounding space, like an invisible hand, directly taking the immortal source back into his hand.
(End of chapter)