Chapter 207

"Father... Father Emperor... Where are you?"

"Father... Father... Emperor... Daughter... It hurts."

"Your Majesty... Your majesty... Your majesty...!"

Suddenly!

A dark light surged over the valley, and the gloomy call came. It was more like crying or laughing.

The ghost spirit was heavy, the dark wind was mighty, and the sky gradually darkened. The sound of mourning and crying of the dead loomed, and the sound of funny laughter and Howling came, as if turning the valley into an underworld.

"Who... Who?"

Miyamoto Wutian's face changed greatly. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body's spiritual light soared. He held the Tiancong cloud sword in his hand, but his body was trembling and his pupils were tightening, because he saw a man, an enemy he wanted to break into pieces.

In the void, ripples spread.

Ye Xuan, dressed in black, is stepping on the sky. His smile is as warm as the spring breeze, and his whole body has no chance to show. He just smiles and stares at Miyamoto Wutian in the valley.

Pa Pa PA.

Ye Xuan clapped gently, smiled and said, "brother Miyamoto is really elegant. Ye really admires him for cultivating his self-cultivation in this pure land."

"Ye Xuan!"

Miyamoto Wutian's face was as gloomy as water. His steps were retreating, and his whole body was completely covered by the aura. When he looked at Ye Xuan, he was even more surprised and angry.

Wheeze!

Without any nonsense, Miyamoto Wutian turned into Liuguang and directly fled into the distance. He didn't know how ye Xuan found him, but Miyamoto Wutian knew that if he didn't escape, he would die in the hands of Ye Xuan.

Boom!

The blood light covered the sky, sealed the sky and trapped the earth. Without waiting for the palace Ben Wutian to escape from the valley, he saw a terrible light rising from all over the world, completely stopped his body, and left him no way to escape.

There is no way to heaven and no way to the earth. This is the trapped array arranged by Ye Xuan. Even if Miyamoto Wutian is an immortal in the fitting period, he can't break this array in a moment.

"Tut tut!"

Ye Xuan looked disappointed and slowly shook his head and said, "brother Gong Ben, you and I are old acquaintances. Why do you have to leave when you see me? Why don't you and I have a drink here and have a glass of wine to release our gratitude and resentment?"

Ye Xuan walked from the void. When his sleeves brushed the air, a stone table and two stone stools appeared in the valley. Two jade cups and a pot of wine were placed on the stone table, as if ye Xuan really wanted to have a drink with Miyamoto Wutian.

The wind is light, the clouds are light, and the smoke is not stained. Ye Xuan sits on the stone stool. He lifts the wine pot and pours himself a glass of wine. He directly drinks the wine in the cup in one gulp, giving people a feeling of carefree and contented.

"Ye Xuan, you can kill if you want. There's no need to confuse me."

Miyamoto Wutian's eyes are red and roars at Ye Xuan. Since he can't run, he can only face Ye Xuan. Even if he dies, he will fight with Ye Xuan desperately.

"No, no, no, brother Miyamoto misunderstood. I won't kill you. It's just that some people want to see you, and I'm very kind. Naturally, I can't bear to refuse their request." Ye Xuan smiled.

Buzz!

The Yin light was blowing, and the dead howled. A Yin light swooped down and instantly appeared in Miyamoto's eyes. I saw a soul taking flag waving in the wind. The terrible sound of howling came from the soul taking flag.

"Father... Father Emperor... I miss you so much!"

"Father Emperor... Daughter is in pain... Why don't you come and save me?"

"Your Majesty... Your majesty..."

The fierce ghost wailed and the ghost language was quiet. When the Dementor flag was shaking, a large number of fierce ghosts came out of the Dementor flag. Their eyes were bleeding, their dark and white pupils were protruding, and they were staring at Miyamoto Takeda.

"This... This... This..."

Pedal pedal!

Looking at the dead ghost in front of him and the bloody eyes and pale and ferocious face of the Japanese Prince and princess, Miyamoto's face was pale and his steps were staggering and backward.

"Ye Xuan!"

Miyamoto Wutian screamed bitterly and broke his steel teeth. His eyes at Ye Xuan showed unspeakable hatred. If his eyes could kill, I'm afraid Ye Xuan would have been killed thousands of times by Miyamoto Wutian.

"You... You are so cruel... You not only killed them... But also turned them into fierce ghosts..." Gong benwu trembled and roared, leaving a line of clear tears in his eyes. Looking at a pair of children, he showed irrecoverable sadness.

"No, no, No."

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head and said, "brother Miyamoto, you can't blame me. I promised them that as long as you appear in front of me, I can let your family live, and I'd rather write off the gratitude and resentment between you and me."

"Hey!"

Ye Xuan sighed and said, "it's a pity that I gave brother Gong Ben a chance. You don't know how to cherish it, but I'm a man who keeps my promise. Since you didn't show up and I said to kill your family, I'll kill your family."

"They died because of you, brother Miyamoto."

As ye Xuan's words came to his ears, Miyamoto Wutian's face was pale, his body trembled, tears poured out of his eyes, and a roar came out of his mouth.

"Ye Xuan, you mean bastard, even if my kung moto Wutian's soul is scared today, I will tear you to pieces."

"Broken bodies?"

A sneer came from the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth. Ye Xuan shook his head contemptuously and said, "don't you feel strange, brother Gong Ben?"

"Why can I find you?"

"It's not that I won't let you go, but that your children are connected with your blood. I just came here under their guidance and mercifully reunited your family."

"I killed you!"

Miyamoto Wutian screamed bitterly. Tiancong cloud sword was held in his hand. The terrible light surrounded him, as if he was going to fight ye Xuan in the next moment.

Suddenly!

Without waiting for Miyamoto Wutian to do it, Miyamoto Wutian was shocked, and his soaring aura was extremely disordered.

"Father... You come with me."

"Father Emperor... I will be roasted by the fire forever... It really hurts!"

"Your Majesty, I will kill you, kill you."

Miyamoto Wutian's children are laughing at him darkly. Their pale hands turn into terrible ghost claws. They are catching Miyamoto Wutian. Their terrible eyes protrude and bloom with a thick color of anger and resentment.

"Child... Child... I... I'm your father!"

Miyamoto Wutian kept retreating, and even his voice was trembling. He held the Tiancong cloud sword and looked at a pair of children with incredible color.

"Father?"

The Japanese Prince tilted his head and smiled. His eyes looked at Miyamoto Wutian ruthlessly. His voice said darkly: "father... Emperor... Are you here... I was strangled by Ye Xuan alive... If you come to save me... How can I die miserably in his hands?"