Chapter 1213 Farewell to the Holy Son of All Demons

"Who are you?"

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the treasure, everyone present asked with surprise.

But what responded to them was the young man's raised right hand, and the five slender fingers slowly opened.

Boom!

At this moment, the whole world seemed to shake.

Then everything fell into silence.

Whether it was the Immortal Venerable, the Half Emperor, or the Immortal Emperor... at this moment, all of them felt that their bodies were as if they were their own.

The bone-chilling cold instantly froze them into human-shaped ice sculptures.

With a wave of the hand of God Er, the ice sculptures overlapped with each other and turned into a huge ice block.

God Er was about to turn around and return to the secret realm of the treasure.

"Huh?"

Suddenly sensing something, his eyes locked onto a direction outside the volcano.

A figure hiding there suddenly changed his face, bursting with demonic power, and quickly fled into the distance.

But before he flew a few meters, a snowflake fell in front of him, causing his body to stiffen.

Slowly raised his head.

I saw Shen Er holding a huge block of ice and instantly came to the top of his head.

"Wait..."

The figure opened his mouth to say something.

But Shen Er did not give him a chance. He pressed his palm and instantly froze it into a human-shaped ice sculpture and threw it on the huge block of ice.

Holding the ice, Shen Er flew back to the Secret Realm of the Treasures.

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The Secret Realm of the Treasures, in the Immortal Artifact and Imperial Artifact area.

"It's here!"

The Withered Sheep Demon Emperor and the Lord of the Ten Thousand Artifacts Realm came to the crystal wall with an imperial artifact hanging on it and spoke with certainty.

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows.

This was the wall where he had just seen the pseudo-god realm immortal power.

He took off the imperial artifact on it and threw it to the Emperor Cai and his party who followed behind.

Caidi quickly took it and sent a message to Zhang Yun: "Master Zhang, I, Wancai Imperial Palace, am willing to give you this artifact. It will not be included in the ten treasures you choose!"

"Hmm?"

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows and sent a message: "What are the conditions?"

"Kuyang Demon Emperor and Wanqi Realm Lord, I hope you can kill them!"

"These are two false gods..."

"Master Zhang, in exchange, I, Wancai Imperial Palace, am willing to let you choose ten more treasures at will!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun looked at Caidi with some surprise.

Caidi looked sincere.

"Okay!"

Zhang Yun responded, looking at Kuyang Demon Emperor, Wanqi Realm Lord and others in front of him.

"Do it!"

As if they heard the voice transmission conversation between him and Caidi, Kuyang Demon Emperor and Wanqi Realm Lord burst out their immortal power at the same time.

They all grabbed Zhang Yun who was close at hand.

Although they didn't know how Zhang Yun got the confidence to untie their restraints when he was in the semi-god realm, this was their only chance now.

After all, when the demigod comes back, they will be captured again. Only by capturing Zhang Yun can they have a chance.

In addition, they caught Zhang Yun turning his head to look at Cai Di.

They knew that the two had reached some kind of agreement.

Anyway, it was not a good thing for them. If they didn't take action now, they would have no chance later!

The demon emperor withered sheep burst out with all his demon power, gathered on his withered palm, and grabbed Zhang Yun violently.

But at this moment, a middle finger stood up in front of him.

Before he could react, the middle finger pointed at him.

At this moment, the demon emperor withered sheep only felt a terrifying aura that made him feel cold all over, as if the sickle of death was directly on his neck and locked his whole body.

The demon power that exploded dissipated in an instant, and his whole body seemed to be instantly put on countless shackles, frozen on the spot.

"This..."

Looking at the figure who appeared in front of Zhang Yun and raised his middle finger, the demon emperor withered sheep was full of disbelief.

Demigod!

Another existence who is at least in the demigod realm! !

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! !

Suddenly, there was a sound of fleeing.

The Lord of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm and others who had just rushed towards Zhang Yun with him had turned around in the middle of the road.

Taking advantage of the moment when he blocked the middle finger of God One, he turned around and rushed out of the Immortal Weapon Emperor Weapon Area.

"Asshole!"

The Withered Sheep Demon Emperor cursed.

The Lord of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm ignored him.

From the beginning, his plan was to escape!

After all, an existence that can reach the eighth level of the fairyland cannot be a fool.

Zhang Yun must have other means.

Although he is escaping to the outside, there is still a half-god realm outside the entrance. But there are many immortal emperors outside the entrance.

While the half-god realm has not been resolved yet, it is the best time to escape...

Bang!

Before he could finish his thoughts, a huge ice block suddenly fell in front of him, causing him to brake quickly.

It stopped less than half a meter in front of the huge ice block.

He looked up and saw an old man in a golden robe in the ice block in front of him.

"The Ten Thousand Demons God Emperor!?"

The Lord of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm exclaimed.

The powerful people in the Wanqi Realm who followed him also saw the golden-robed old man in the ice block, as well as the dozens of people who were frozen into ice sculptures in it.

"Liexian Emperor!?"

"Konglong Xiandi!?"

"Haoqiong Xiandi!?"

...

The appearance of those powerful people made them exclaim in surprise.

"Oh my God!"

At the entrance of the Xianqi Emperor and the others who followed him out saw the huge ice block and were so shocked that they covered their mouths.

"Take them down!"

Zhang Yun's faint voice came out.

"Yes!"

A response came from above the huge ice block.

The people present only then noticed that a young man wearing a luxurious colorful robe and exuding an imperial temperament was standing on the huge ice block.

"Not good!!"

The Master of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm reacted immediately and waved his hand.

A pitch-black imperial sword shot at the young man.

The young man stretched out his hand and opened his slender five fingers, and the imperial sword shot up and hovered directly in front of his palm.

The Master of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm's pupils contracted.

He threw out another imperial sword and an imperial spear burning with a thick black flame.

But before the sword and spear could rise, a violent god-level immortal power swept down.

Boom!

Boom!

The sword and spear that had just risen were directly blown away.

At the same time, snowflakes fell down.

There was no time to react. The moment the snowflakes touched their bodies, the Master of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm and others had all turned into ice sculptures.

Gulu!

Looking at the scene in front of them, Caidi and others swallowed their saliva and looked at the young man on the ice with fear in their eyes.

"Bring it here!"

Zhang Yun's voice sounded.

The young man immediately brought the ice sculptures and huge ice blocks formed by the Lord of the Ten Thousand Weapons Realm and others to the front of the Immortal Weapon and Imperial Weapon area.

Snap!

Before Caidi and others could react, Zhang Yun appeared in front of them and gave Shen Er a slap on the head.

"Who are you freezing? Hurry up and let my disciple out!"

Zhang Yun pointed at the person on the huge ice block.

Shen Er hurriedly took the ice sculpture out alone and thawed it.

The thawed person shuddered all over and looked around in horror.

"My dear disciple, warm me up!"

Zhang Yun spoke and waved his hand. A dragon flame wrapped around the person in front of him.

The warmth of the dragon flame made his body slow down a little. At the same time, he also noticed Zhang Yun and looked surprised: "Master... Master?"

"Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows.

The person in front of him was none other than his eleventh registered disciple, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Demons!

"Disciple... Disciple..."

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Demons was about to explain, but suddenly realized something and lowered his head.

He looked at the old man in golden robe who was frozen in the ice at his feet in shock.

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