The Return of the Great Emperor

Chapter 888 - The eighth level arrives

A seventh-level immortal, looking at this star field, you can be among the top strong people. Only Yan Dongqing and Yan can win steadily.

But the demon dog swallowed it in one bite. Although it had not been killed, it was so easy. And Liu Xiao still had not escaped, which was enough to prove the strength and terror of this demon dog.

The key is that this guy is still a servant!

Oh my God!

They are also servants, what level do you think Uncle Cheng is at?

Level 6.

So, what level should the owner of a demon dog that is stronger than Uncle Cheng?

Level 8 is at least, and it may even be... the Immortal King!

Thinking of the latter possibility, everyone was trembling and extremely frightened.

Not to mention them, Uncle Cheng is like this, and he is so panicked that he is indescribable.

In fact, he did not offend Ye Yan. At most, he just wanted to make Ye Yan suffer. This is actually not a big deal, but if it involves the strong, there is nothing trivial.

When a strong man feels that you don’t like it, he can magnify any small matter if he wants to clean up, and even kill you if he doesn’t have anything to do.

Disagree?

So what if you don’t accept it?

Thinking of this, Uncle Cheng naturally couldn't sit still. He quietly took out the communication magic weapon and contacted Yan Dongqing. To put it short, he was really in powerless.

"Don't worry, I'll come here immediately." Yan Dongqing's voice came over, and he was extremely calm, which also relieved Uncle Cheng's heart.

The master was not panicked at all, obviously he was confident.

Then wait.

The audience was silent, only Xiao Rong'er was still smiling. In addition, Agama's belly bulged from time to time, which looked very strange.

After a while, a dazzling beam of light passed by and a female fairy with excellent temperament came out.

The harsh holly is here.

She did not come from the teleportation array, but directly crossed her body, because she went to the teleportation array specifically and waited for the formation to activate and then came over, and it might take a little longer.

The eighth-level immortal is so powerful.

"Master!" Uncle Cheng was the first to kneel down.

Han Yingying did not kneel, but she stood respectfully and lowered her head slightly. This was the attitude she should have as a disciple.

Seeing these two people like this, the others dared not be arrogant. They all knelt down and called the immortal master, with cold sweats flowing from their foreheads.

This was originally just a conflict between two first-level little immortals, but in the end they actually led all the eighth-level immortals!

Yan Dongqing's eyes fell on Ye Yan, and she couldn't help but frown slightly because she couldn't see through Ye Yan's cultivation.

"I'm a stern holly, I've seen fellow Taoist." She bowed to Ye Yan.

Ye Yan smiled and said, "I'm in the next chapter of Ye, I've met fellow Taoist."

Judging from this sentence alone, Ye Yan admitted that he was an eighth-level immortal.

Yan Dongqing finally relaxed his heart. He was at the eighth level, so no matter how big the gap in strength was, it would not be much. After all, everyone is an immortal who was cultivated in the sky, not a god born in Taoism.

Her smile became softer: "Fellow Daoist Ye, my servants seemed to have offended fellow Taoists before. I will apologize for him. I hope fellow Taoists will not take it to heart."

Ye Yan glanced at Uncle Cheng and couldn't help but smile and said, "How did he offend me? Oh, if I had cared, I would have slapped him away long ago."

He hardly held grudges because he had avenged it at that time.

"Friend Ye, be so arrogant!" Yan Dongqing praised, then looked at Agama and couldn't help but look curious. This demon dog gave her an extremely strange feeling.

"Your servant is so strong!" she praised, "You should be invincible in the seventh level, right?"

"That's what the master taught!" Agama flattered, "Little Wang is just a little man, not worth mentioning."

Level 7, and the strongest level 7, is it actually a small person?

Haha, is your master the Immortal King?

Yan Dongqing said in his heart, and then smiled and said, "I originally wanted to accept Ling Ai as my disciple, but since there are fellow Taoists who teach them personally, I will not be overbearing."

She thought it was a pity, not to mention anything else, just a first-level immortal of this age would be enough to shake everything.

The posture of the Immortal King!

Unfortunately, she has no chance to be with such a peerless fairy. After all, she is someone else's beloved daughter, so she really has no position to rush to reach out.

She never mentioned Liu Xiao’s incident, not because she was afraid of Ye Yan, but because she couldn’t speak out.

——You should take the initiative to provoke others, and you deserve to be beaten to death?

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Besides, she and Liu Xiao are not very familiar with each other, but Liu Xiao has been by her side for millions of years, and she occasionally teaches each other a few times.

However, Liu Xiao's talent is still quite good. He has stepped into the seventh level without being accepted as a disciple, which surprised her slightly.

But, for Liu Xiao and an eighth-level fight?

She definitely didn't do it.

However, one of the seven strong men obviously did not die so easily, and kept rushing around Agama's belly, and he was buzzing one by one on his chest and waist, making a loud bang.

Ye Yan laughed and asked, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Agama closed her mouth tightly, shook her head repeatedly, but did not dare to speak.

He is indeed stronger than Liu Xiao, and he is more than a little stronger. However, it is also very difficult to refine a seventh-level battle-free one with his physical body as a furnace.

——Liu Xiao had to be refined at least in his belly for tens of thousands of years.

Ye Yan laughed and patted Agamar on the back. He opened his mouth involuntarily and spit out a person. He quickly grew larger and became the size of a normal person.

Liu Xiao's face was full of liquid, sticky and embarrassed, but he didn't care at all. He was just grateful for surviving the disaster.

The experience before really made him despair. He really thought he would become a Taoist.

"Meet the Immortal Master!" He hurriedly half-knelt and saluted Yan Dongqing, grateful.

In his opinion, it was Yan Dongqing's appearance that intimidated Ye Yan and the ferocious demon dog, forcing the other party to release him.

Yan Dongqing raised his hand and smiled: "It was this Daoist Fellow Ye who was magnanimous and let you out. Why don't you thank Daoist Fellow Ye quickly?"

Liu Xiao was trembling in his heart, but he didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately bowed to Ye Yan: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness. I am very grateful!"

Ye Yan smiled. He just didn't want to have someone bumping around in Agama's belly. It was uncomfortable to watch. In fact, it didn't matter whether Liu Xiao was dead or alive.

Liu Xiao called his descendants over again. After a round of interrogation, the Liu family's ancestors and Liu Congzong didn't dare to lie. They told the truth in detail, which made Liu Xiao sweat coldly.

How dare his descendants covet the beloved daughter of an eighth-level strongman?

Can you afford it?

Of course, this is hindsight. If Ye Yan's family is only at the fourth or fifth level, then Liu Congzong's behavior is not arrogant or courting death, but a poor girl turning into a phoenix. If the Ye family does not agree, it would be the Ye family who does not know what is good for them.

How to make a conclusion about something depends entirely on strength!