The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 32 The Commander of the Third Army

A huge valley!

Yan Chuan Feizhou stopped by a big lake. In the distance, the nine powerful ones in the virtual realm looked at each other, each of them showing a blank look.

"Brother, it's been two months, what the **** is this flying boat guy going to do?"

"Yes, brother, what do they want to do while holding the son?"

"Brother, do you want to inform the hall master?"

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Nine people talked in a low voice.

The headed old man shook his head and said: "The temple master sent me to wait for nine people to protect the saint son. I have already done things at a disadvantage, and I will inevitably be punished by the temple master if I look back. Saint Son is missing a leg and an arm, and I will be to blame again later."

"But?" Everyone was still worried.

"No, but I will be punished when I go back to report, and I am punished if I stay here. Don't irritate this group of people. Moreover, it has been two months since I disappeared. On the other hand, the hall master must send someone to look for it!" Said.

"Don't worry, as long as you protect the safety of the Son, with the patience of the Lord, you will surely be able to find it soon!" The old man solemnly said.

"Ok!"

"Everything depends on the safety of the Son!" Everyone nodded.

At this moment, a black-robed man slowly walked over.

It is Feng Yin and Yang.

Feng Yin Yang walked in front of everyone, and slightly stepped on his feet.

"Om!"

A compass pattern is formed on the ground. The earth trembled slightly!

"Everyone, please give me a favor, I'll make a formation!" Feng Yin Yang said lightly.

The faces of the nine middle virtual realms were ugly.

Get out of an area, let Feng Yin and Yang continue to deploy here.

The nine middle virtual realm powerhouses walked aside with embarrassment.

"Brother, is he setting up the Feng Shui array? Do you want to catch it!"

"Yes, grab him and use him in exchange for Saint Son!"

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Everyone whispered.

"No!" The headed old man immediately stopped everyone.

"Ok?"

"What about the Feng Shui master? What if I still can't save the son, anger them, hurt the son, what should I do?" the leader said in a deep voice.

Everyone's faces sank.

"Besides, even if the Holy Son is rescued, our current failure of responsibility cannot be alleviated. What is the difference between saving and not saving? The Lord of the Temple will be able to find it soon. Wouldn’t it be better for the Lord to save the Son? That way, at least the host understands that we are also being persecuted!" The old man explained.

Everyone's expressions condensed immediately, and they all nodded.

Feng Yin and Yang continued to arrange the formations, and the nine middle virtual realms could only be watched from the side.

"Everyone, let me give you a hand, there is no formation here yet!" Feng Yin Yang stepped up again.

The nine middle virtual worlds stepped aside silently. If it wasn't for the little ancestor this time, why did everyone fall here?

On the flying boat! Jin Dayu is in front of the hall.

"The emperor, no! Jin Dayu is in danger!" Huo Guang stopped Yan Chuan.

"Relax!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

With that, Yan Chuan stepped into the hall where Jin Dayu was.

"Marina!"

The door of the main hall closed suddenly!

"Yan Huang, please!" Jin Dayu said solemnly.

There was a table in the main hall with tea on it, and Jin Dayu was full of energy at the moment.

Nod. Yan Chuan put on his robe and sat down slowly.

"Jin Dayu, is the injury better?" Yan Chuan smiled.

Yan Chuan was not polite about the tea on the table and took a sip.

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