147: C147 Each life has its own life

C147 Each life has its own life

"Big brother Yang, how can you follow me?!" Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, "The three of us are not people of the ancient country. We must leave in the end."

Yang Yan smiled and said: "Don't worry, us brothers can stay in the ancient country. Since you are now the ruler of the ancient country, you can naturally move it."

Yang Yan's words stunned the three of them.

Mobilizing the ancient country?

After a short period of shock, Xiao Chen slowly said, "I will give it a try."

As he spoke, Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes and attempted to communicate with the ancient country with his Spiritual Sense. The fluctuations of his Spiritual Sense spread out, and time slowly passed.

As for those palaces, they were the palaces of the ancient country.

Their former inheritance palace.

Chu Yuan and Chu Yanran were completely shocked.

Behind him, Yang Yan and the rest had fanatical expressions. It had been too long since they last saw the ancient country's En Imperial City, so long that their memories had blurred. Now that the ancient country had reappeared, one of them was excited.

They were all solemn and solemn.

The ancient country hung in the air, blotting out the sun. It was as though it was a city in the sky, releasing incomparably resplendent rays of light, emitting an unfathomable ancient pressure.

Buzz! Buzz!

"Big brother Yang, what should I do next?" This was the first time he summoned the ancient country's imperial palace. It was ten times bigger than the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land. This was an entire city!

"Enter your spiritual sense."

Xiao Chen's expression turned grave and a mysterious light flashed in his eyes. After that, the ancient country released a mysterious light that was a thousand feet tall and was incredibly gorgeous. The huge city actually started to shrink, and Yang Yan and the others flew into the city, eventually turning into rays of light and flying into the center of Xiao Chen's brows.

Following that, Yang Yan's voice came out of Xiao Chen's consciousness, "Chen Xiao, if you want to summon us in the future, you just need to use your Spiritual Sense."

"Yes." Xiao Chen nodded.

After he accepted the Azure Dragon Army, Xiao Chen's face was covered in a brilliant smile. After all, it was a powerful army of the fifth heaven or above Dao and Profound Realm. It was not something that could be found in the entire Ye Country or the The Azure Emperor.

This army was without a doubt Xiao Chen's support!

It was his trump card!

"Brother Chen, are you going to build a country in the future as well?" Chu Yanran smiled like a flower as she looked at Xiao Chen. Her eyes were like crescent moons; she looked very cute.

"Bro, then I want to be a noble king." Now that Xiao Chen had subdued the Azure Dragon Army, there was no way such a strong army could help Xiao Chen conquer the battlefield and establish a supreme power. It was not impossible even for a country.

Only at this moment did they discover Xiao Chen's potential.

Amongst them, there were dragons and phoenixes, unrivalled characters.

Looking at that peerlessly beautiful figure, both Chu Yuan and Chu Yanran felt a sense of envy. They believed that one day, this youth in front of them would ascend to the summit and look down at all of the people below him.

"Okay. One day, I will definitely let my friends climb to the peak with me." There was a glimmer in Xiao Chen's eyes; it was as though he was looking at a gorgeous star.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

The three figures quickly disappeared.

At the same time, in the eastern part of the Ancient Kingdom, there was a desolate area. There was a black cloud in the sky that gave off an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if there was something suppressed under the heavens.2

A cold breeze blew past, causing everyone to shudder in fear.

In a village, blood flowed like rivers and energy soared into the sky. There were dozens of corpses lying on the ground, and the blood had already solidified. Everyone's faces were filled with fear as they died with grievances.

And above the village, there was a white clothed figure standing there. The youth's face was pale without a trace of blood, frighteningly pale, but his eyes were abnormally dark. There was no whites in his eyes, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The youth licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, obviously wanting more.

He was the main culprit behind the massacre of the entire village, causing the entire sky to be dyed red with the smell of blood.

"The blood of a child still tastes so sweet." The youth's laughter was extremely terrifying, and soon after, a pair of eyes flashed with an incomparably vicious gaze.

"Chen Xiao, it was you who forced me to walk this path. It was you who left me with no other choice. I will kill you and use your blood to enhance my power. I will make you die a graveless death!"

As the youth spoke, his figure flashed and he disappeared from the village.

If Xiao Chen, Chu Yuan, and Chu Yanran were present, they would have been shocked. This was because the young man who had massacred the entire village was none other than the Ye Country's Ouyang Aristocrat Clan's Ouyang Jing!

In the southern part of the Ancient Kingdom, there was an endless sea with surging waves. Lightning flashed in the skies from time to time, as though the world would be destroyed in the next second. A man and a woman stood by a cliff near the sea.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Lightning flashed in the sky, drawing out a faint blue electric light.

The surface of the sea was turbulent. The girl looked at the man beside her and said slowly, "Brother, do you really plan on using the divine lightning to cultivate?" The young girl had a worried expression on her beautiful face, and the youth had a smile on it.

"Yes." "Yes." The young man replied. He stepped out, stepping in the air as he punched out, directly smashing towards the heavens. Instantly, lightning frenziedly surged, descending, transforming into blue lightning bolts that ruthlessly struck at the young man.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Ka-cha! *

The lightning struck the youth hard. Suddenly, a blood-red light burst out of his body and he fell to the ground. Like a kite with its string cut, the girl at the side of the cliff had a change in expression.

"Brother …"

"Qingrou, don't come over. It's dangerous …"

In one of the battle arenas, a masked man threw out a punch that seemed to contain the essence of magic of the world. It was so powerful that it could pierce through the void and force his opponent to continuously retreat.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The endless punches smashed down, causing blood to spurt out of his opponent's mouth. In the end, he had no choice but to withdraw from the battle and choose to admit defeat. In an instant, the audience burst into cheers of joy.

The youth did not say anything as he turned around and left.

No one knew who he was or where he had come from. They only knew that from the moment he arrived here, every battle had caused their blood to boil with fervor. Every battle had been soul-stirring, with few defeats occurring.

After the youth left, he took off his mask. It was a face that no one had ever seen before. A brilliant light flashed through his eyes …

In the Ancient Kingdom, about a hundred Chosen from the Ye Nation had arrived. Now, they all had their own destinies. Some had unparalleled opportunities, some pursued the ultimate path of cultivation, some had been born from wars, and some had embarked on the path of evil cultivation.

Everyone has their own life, everyone has their own life …

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