Yan Shouquan stood guard outside Nan Chunyi's courtyard, thinking about the future of the alchemist sect and worrying about Ming Zhiyuan's safety.
As the head of an alchemy sect, when Tianyuan Continent was about to face a great change, when he encountered his disciples being kidnapped, at this time, he was extremely frightened and confused.
On this side of the dungeon yard, the Ninth Elder had already run a certain distance with Ming Zhiyuan hostage, but more and more people were chasing and intercepting him. Many martial arts warriors and monsters came after hearing the news.
At this time, there were layers of warriors and magical beasts surrounding them, and the eagles that came first in the sky with a group of magic eagles were also circling and screaming sharply.
Ming Zhiyuan was not panicked. He knew that Yu Yizhi must have known the situation on his side, and he did not rush out to save him immediately.
This shows that he is sure to capture Qing Lai and then rescue himself from the Ninth Elder.
The Ninth Elder also made the decision to take hostages and escape under the pressure brought by a martial master who suddenly appeared.
Everything happened so suddenly. He completely lost his sense of proportion and couldn't even form a solid plan in his mind very quickly. Several of his direct disciples and the few martial arts disciples whom he instigated to rebel were all caught in the sudden news.
Also confused.
Some took advantage of the chaos to escape, and some wanted to come to rescue him, but they were all captured by Mu Fengge's people.
Only the Ninth Elder, with Ming Zhiyuan in his hands, no one dared to act rashly.
Ming Zhiyuan was strangled by one of the Ninth Elder's arms, and one of the Ninth Elder's palms was pressed tightly against his back. If anyone dared to rush out and forcefully fight against the Ninth Elder, he would definitely crush himself with a palm first.
Mu Fengge kept a distance that prevented the Ninth Elder from exploding, and led a group of humans and beasts around him.
The Ninth Elder never thought about meeting up with Qinglai and finding a way to leave Flowing Fire City together.
Just kidding, he wished Qing Lai could entangle that Wu Zun so that he could have a chance to escape.
Ming Zhiyuan could feel the breath in the palm of the Ninth Elder's hand on his back, which was surging and a little unstable, as if it might come out with all its strength at any time and penetrate his back.
He was tightly strangled by the Ninth Elder's arm, and had no choice but to follow his footsteps and keep retreating.
"Ninth Elder, you can't escape. You should understand how long you can hold on with such people following you? Do you plan to take me to the Demon City on your own?"
Ming Zhiyuan held the Ninth Elder's arms with both hands, allowing himself to breathe a little, and persuaded the Ninth Elder.
"If you let me go now, I can save them from chasing you and let you go to the Demon Emperor. What do you think?"
The Ninth Elder strangled Ming Zhiyuan's neck hard, almost breaking Ming Zhiyuan's neck. However, he quickly relaxed a little and shouted impatiently: "Shut up, if you talk again, I will kill you.
Take your inner elixir and offer it to the Demon Emperor."
"Do you think the Demon Emperor will want the inner elixir of a third-grade warrior? What is the purpose of the Demon Emperor not attacking me? You should know that if you spoil his plan now, he can kill you to vent his anger. You
Do you believe it?"
Ming Zhiyuan is not afraid. The Demon King is obviously capable of taking down the human warriors and the Warcraft Gods in Flowing Fire City at one stroke, so why has he tolerated it until now? Isn't it because Ming Zhiyuan has not been promoted to the God of War yet and is afraid of arousing the enemy?
A third-grade inner elixir, even if it is condensed by the human race and has an unusual effect on the Demon Emperor, will not be able to play its intended role because the grade is too low.
He is the most important part of the Demon King's plan, and there is no room for any mistakes.
Ming Zhiyuan laughed at himself helplessly. When did having a low grade become a kind of capital for himself to save his life?
The Ninth Elder looked around, then looked up again, and saw the eagle that was still circling high in the sky and making a warning sound.
He asked in a low and breathless voice: "If you want me to let you go, you can, but you have to be outside the defense line and ask them to get out of the way. Otherwise, I will kill you first. Even if I can't escape, there is a pill god anyway."
It’s worth being buried with me.”
Ming Zhiyuan felt that the Ninth Elder's arms were tightening a little more, so he had no choice but to say to Mu Fengge who was surrounding him: "Master Mu, please make way for the Ninth Elder and me to go outside the defense line. When we got there,
The Ninth Elder Council will let me go, and he will leave on his own."
As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Fengge, indicating that he would delay slowly until Yu Yizhi had dealt with Qinglai's side, and then come to help him.
Mu Fengge understood Ming Zhiyuan's eyes. He thought about it, waved slowly to the people behind him, and then said to the Ninth Elder: "Ninth Elder, I hope that when you get to the defense line, you can pay attention to what you said and protect the Saint."
Release the Alchemy God of Nushan, otherwise, even if you escape to the Demon City, we will go to the Demon City and kill you."
The Ninth Elder had a cold feeling in his heart. He did not doubt that Mu Fengge was just telling lies. Although he did not know about the Martial Lord who brought back the blood of the Demon Emperor from the Demon City, a peak Martial Lord wanted to do it in the Demon City.
It would be too easy to assassinate him.
Even if he escapes back to the Demon City, he can't stay by the Demon Emperor's side all day long.
Ming Zhiyuan could feel that after hearing these words from Mu Fengge, the strength on the Ninth Elder's arms slowed down slightly.
The crowd slowly made a way, leading to the gate of the General's Mansion.
The Ninth Elder didn't reply and continued to hold Ming Zhiyuan under his arm and retreat towards the gate.
Ming Zhiyuan faced the crowd, staggering backwards and followed the ninth elder.
At the gate of the General's Mansion, the Blue Lion King had arrived a long time ago. He was followed by a magic eagle, which kept telling him about the news coming from the eagle in the sky.
It knew what happened inside, and cursed with some annoyance: "With so many Martial Gods here, how could a traitor catch the Alchemist? The useless human race is not only stupid, but also full of traitors."
It stood close to the stone lion at the gate, hoping to defeat the Ninth Elder and save Ming Zhiyuan.
After a while, the Ninth Elder held Ming Zhiyuan on his arm and walked out of the door of the General's Mansion. He was not prepared for anyone to take action against him, and kept one palm firmly pressed against Ming Zhiyuan's back.
The more confident he became, the less Mu Fengge and the other beasts dared to take action, nor did they dare to pursue him too close.
When they exited the door, the Blue Lion King originally wanted to pounce on him and slap the Ninth Elder's hand away with his claws. But when he saw the Ninth Elder's palm firmly pressed against Ming Zhiyuan's back, he did not dare to act rashly.
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The moment the Ninth Elder exited, he had already seen the Blue Lion King hiding behind the stone lion. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Blue Lion King, if you don't want the Alchemy God to be buried with me, I advise you not to stand behind me.
, I’m afraid that if I accidentally exert my palm force, I will kill the Alchemy God of Saint Lady Mountain.”
Green Lion King Yuan opened his big eyes, looked at the Ninth Elder, and muttered: "Despicable traitor, this is the only thing in the human race."
The Ninth Elder was not angry and continued to hold Ming Zhiyuan back. He slowly walked towards the defense wall.
The Blue Lion King had no choice but to stand there and wait for them to retreat some distance before following them.