Chapter 630 The Seventh Prince

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao——"

Zhou Jiutian looked at Xiao Yun who had teleported away, and couldn't help but look anxious.

"Where did my elder brother go? Isn't there no city that needs support?" Wu Chaozu also saw Xiao Yun leaving, and hurriedly flew over to ask.

Zhou Jiutian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xiao ran to the border. No, this news must be informed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately. Let's hurry back to Chudu."

"What!" Wu Chaozu was shocked when he heard the words. Big brother ran to the border? Isn't this looking for death?

Although they were all excited after learning the news of the invasion of the alien world, they wanted to contribute to the human race.

But they only dared to fight some monsters in the back. There was a great emperor-level BOSS in the border. In that level of battle, even the aftermath could kill saints and great saints in seconds. Who dared to get involved?

Even quasi-emperors had to be cautious.

A group of inner court geniuses of the Imperial City Academy immediately returned to Chudu, hoping that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could send someone to protect Xiao Yun.

"This little guy is really bold!"

When Zhou Jiutian, Wu Chaozu and others rushed back to Chudu with anxious faces, a black figure muttered softly above Xinghai City and disappeared into the void.

He was the Seventh Prince who was invited by the Crown Prince Chu Yang to protect Xiao Yun in secret.

At first, the Seventh Prince did not care about Xiao Yun, a junior. Although Xiao Yun was the disciple of the Emperor of Heaven, he had not grown up after all. In his eyes, he was still a little guy.

But when he witnessed Xiao Yun using the magic weapon of the other world to kill the peak great saints one by one, he was somewhat moved.

The peak great saints, even if they are far inferior to the emperor, are also the top strongmen of the human race.

Xiao Yun, a little guy who has not yet become a saint, actually killed those peak great saints as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. This made the Seventh Prince sigh how terrifying Xiao Yun's talent is. No wonder he was accepted as a direct disciple by the Emperor of Heaven.

But this time, Xiao Yun was so bold as to run to the border, which made the Seventh Prince speechless.

He wondered if Xiao Yun had killed many Great Saints, making them mistakenly believe that he was a quasi-emperor or a great emperor?

This was a typical case of going too far!

"This boy has an incredible talent, and he will definitely become the pillar of our human race in the future. We can't let him die in the border!"

The Seventh Prince whispered softly, and he had already gone to the border.

As a great emperor, he could also teleport, and the distance of teleportation was even greater than Xiao Yun.

...

Border.

Even though Xiao Yun was still a long way from the border, he had already felt the majestic imperial power, like a storm, sweeping towards him.

These imperial powers were not aimed at him, but were spreading wantonly like waves in the water.

Obviously, a battle between more than a dozen great emperors was going on in the border.

"Even at such a distance, there is such a powerful imperial power. If I approach the center of the battlefield, I will probably be killed instantly!"

Xiao Yun raised his head and stared at the direction of the border. In the sky, the space had already been broken, and more than a dozen powerful auras were constantly colliding.

Whether it was the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals in the other world or the princes and princesses of the Chu State, they all restrained themselves and put the battlefield in the sky to avoid accidentally killing their subordinates below.

In Xiao Yun's observation, there were a total of three battlefields in the border.

The cultivators at the two levels of Saint and Great Saint were fighting on the ground, and they didn't even dare to fly.

And the two levels of Great Saint Peak and Quasi Emperor stayed in the relatively high sky to fight.

The confrontation at the Great Emperor level was in the high sky, too far from the ground, and their figures could not be seen clearly at all. They could only feel the terrifying imperial power coming from the sky above their heads.

"Who would have thought that I would witness the battle of more than a dozen emperors!"

Xiao Yun looked up at the battle of emperors in the distant sky, his eyes flashing, and his heart was full of blood.

If his strength allowed, he really wanted to rush up and kill everyone, this is what a real man should do.

Unfortunately, his strength was not enough.

The closer he got to the border, the more terrifying the imperial power Xiao Yun felt, especially when he was flying in the sky, the stronger the imperial power he felt.

At this moment, he finally understood why those saints and great saints stayed on the ground to fight and dared not fly.

It's not that they didn't dare, but they couldn't fly at all.

Under the oppression of the endless stream of majestic imperial power, the great saints like saints had no ability to fly at all.

Even those great saints at the peak and quasi-emperors could only barely fly, and they couldn't fly high.

You know, they are already far away from the battlefield of the emperors.

It can be seen how terrifying the level of the emperor is.

"The further you practice, the greater the gap between each level." Xiao Yun had some enlightenment in his heart.

Looking at the frontier land in front of him, Xiao Yun did not retreat and continued to move forward.

At this time, he could no longer teleport. The imperial power was too strong, and the surrounding space was also violent. He could not integrate and could not teleport.

However, this distance was nothing to Xiao Yun, and it would not take long to fly over.

In order to resist the gradually increasing imperial power, Xiao Yun had to activate the blood-colored lotus platform, otherwise he would not be able to fly.

The defense of the blood-colored lotus platform was very strong. It could not only defend against the enemy's attack, but also isolate the invasion of the imperial power.

However, Xiao Yun could clearly feel the tremor of the blood-colored lotus platform. Obviously, this magic weapon was also afraid of the emperors.

"After all, it is not a real imperial weapon!" Xiao Yun thought with some regret.

If he had the Chaos Bell, this situation would not exist.

The Emperor Soldier and the Great Emperor are of the same level, and will not be intimidated by the other's imperial power, because the Emperor Soldier also has imperial power.

"Little guy, you can't intervene in the war ahead now, why don't you retreat quickly!"

Suddenly, a plain voice came into Xiao Yun's ears.

Who?

Xiao Yun was shocked, and his divine sense explored the surroundings, but he didn't sense any living creature.

How is it possible?

Xiao Yun's pupils shrank suddenly. With his current strength, who can hide from his exploration?

Not even the Quasi-Emperor, it must be the Great Emperor.

"Which senior is here?" Xiao Yun asked hurriedly.

He thought the person who came should be from their human race. If it was an enemy from another world, how could he remind him?

So, Xiao Yun didn't panic.

"I don't dare to be a senior. My name is Chu Ye, the seventh son of Emperor Chu." A black shadow appeared beside Xiao Yun, as if it appeared out of thin air, and it was also teleported.

Moreover, the space here is violent. Xiao Yun, who has the body of time and space, cannot teleport, but the other party can teleport. It can be seen how terrifying the emperor is.

"First night?" Xiao Yun blinked and looked at the young man in black and yellow robe in front of him. This name is really...

Xiao Yun did not dare to think too much. After all, the person in front of him was a strong man of the emperor level.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. Xiao Yun is polite!" Xiao Yun bowed hurriedly.

The Seventh Prince dodged sideways and said lightly: "You are a disciple of the Emperor of Heaven. Your generation is higher than mine. No need to be polite."

Xiao Yun was a little helpless. He was a good boy. The Seventh Prince in front of him was estimated to be at least tens of thousands of years old, and he was also an emperor. He should have saluted him.

But his current status is too high.

The disciple of the Emperor of Heaven is the junior brother of the three emperors. Except for the eight supreme human kings, no matter who the others are, even the emperors, they are one generation lower than him.

"Go back, I know what you mean. As a disciple of the Emperor of Heaven, you have already made great contributions this time, so you don't need to participate in the war again."

"That battle is not yours, your battle is in the future."

The Seventh Prince looked at Xiao Yun in front of him and said lightly: "You are a smart man, you should know the importance of it, why do I need to persuade you so much?"

Xiao Yun looked at the border not far away and was speechless.

He was not actually prepared to participate in the war. After all, he was not qualified to intervene in the battles of the emperors. He just wanted to go over and pick up the bodies.

If any of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals of the prehistoric world died, he could pick them up and offer them as sacrifices to the "Human Gate".

As a Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal, he would definitely not come from a small sect, and he would definitely get some powerful cultivation techniques of the prehistoric world.