Chapter 1138 Bad News

Ye Yunfan suppressed his emotions and continued to help the King of Nanchu heal his injuries. It took another two years before his Tianhai fully recovered.

Now as long as he absorbs enough source power, his realm can be restored.

Ye Yunfan was in a depressed mood and stood alone in silence. He was thinking about how to speak to those talented people. Their father and the entire family were all destroyed.

The King of Nanchu knew that he was feeling uncomfortable and a little guilty, but now was not the time to blame himself. The Desolate Alliance would come to kill him at any time, and he had to find a way to leave this place.

"Take me to see those children. As for me, after all, I am the only one who survived. I will face these." Princess Nanchu said to him.

Ye Yunfan had no intention of escaping, and took the Nanchu King to the first floor of the Colorful Tower, where all the geniuses of the Huanming Realm were practicing.

As soon as they arrived, everyone noticed the two of them. Everyone was very happy to see the arrival of the King of Nanchu.

Chu Xitong was the first to rush up and shout: "Father... why are you here."

When the King of Nanchu saw Chu Xitong standing safely in front of him, his eyes were red and he said excitedly: "Tong'er... it's great that you're okay."

"It was Long Ming who saved me. He saved everyone by himself. Not only did he save all of us, he also healed all of our injuries so that we could all recover and continue practicing."

Chu Xitong said very gratefully.

"Father knows that Long Ming's talent is obvious to all, so you shouldn't blame him." The words of the Lord of Nanchu made everyone confused and a little confused.

Qin Jianmo stepped forward and saluted: "See the King of Southern Chu, I wonder what the King means by this? Long Ming is the savior of all of us. Shouldn't we be grateful to him? How can we blame him?"

Qian Ruiying also stepped forward in confusion and said: "Yes, does the Royal Lord mean something else? Could it be that Long Ming did something for us to blame him?"

Others also came forward one after another, wanting to know what was going on.

"Let me tell you!" Ye Yunfan stepped forward, faced everyone, and said with some difficulty: "Everyone in the Fantasy World has been wiped out by the Desolate Alliance, and I have no ability to save people.

I originally wanted to negotiate with the Huangmeng and exchange Yi Chenfeng's soul for the four royal masters, but this was simply impossible. The Huangmeng was only willing to let go of one of the four.

I have no choice. No one I choose will be sorry for the other three, so I can only choose the Nanchu King, who has the highest level, because after he recovers, he will be of great help to us in escaping the world of life and death.

A clone that I spent all my efforts refining was also killed by the Kaiyang stronghold of the Desolate Alliance. At the same time, they also killed the three kings and everyone from your major families.

I really want to save people, but my strength is too weak to fight against Xiang Lao, who is in the Heavenly Realm. I can only watch him kill everyone.

However, I later sacrificed my clone and detonated five hundred talismans in the middle realm of the Heaven Realm, killing everyone in the Kaiyang stronghold except Mr. Xiang.

I hope you can understand me. Although I cannot save them, as long as I am alive for one day, I will definitely avenge the dead and completely eradicate the Desolate Alliance. "

boom! boom! boom!

Ye Yunfan's words were like three powerful shock waves, impacting everyone's inner defenses.

"What did you say? All of us in the Fantasy Realm were killed?" Wen Haoqing asked angrily.

Qian Ruiying rushed up and tugged on his sleeves, shaking him and saying, "Long Ming, are you telling the truth? My father is dead? Are all the other people in the Fantasy World dead?"

None of them could believe that the Desolate Alliance was so crazy and slaughtered the entire realm in such a fast time.

Faced with the reconfirmation from these people, Ye Yunfan could only nod with difficulty.

"Desolate Alliance...I am sworn in with you!" Wen Haoqing roared angrily, resounding throughout the Colorful Tower.

"My father is dead...Father...Father..." Qian Ruiying cried so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain.

Qian Chenyu came forward to comfort her and said, "Sister, don't be sad. We will definitely avenge this. As long as we are still alive, the Desolate Alliance will definitely be disintegrated by us."

Qin Jianmo stepped forward and came to Ye Yunfan. He still wanted to have a glimmer of hope in his heart, but the reality was cruel.

"Is my father really dead? Long Ming, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

They can understand Ye Yunfan's painstaking efforts, and no one blames him. If he had the strength to reach the heavenly realm and failed to save people, then everyone might blame him.

But he only has the strength of the lower realm of Jietian Realm, so it is already a miracle that he can rescue all these geniuses.

The King of Nanchu stood up and said: "Everyone, please accept the reality. You are all the most talented young generation in our fantasy world. With you, there is still hope in the fantasy world.

We have taken note of the hatred of the Desolate Alliance first. When we succeed in cultivation, we will definitely avenge today's shame. "

"Long Ming, don't blame yourself. No one here will blame you. If anyone will blame you, I, Qian Chenyu, will be the first to object."

Qian Chenyu knew that he had tried his best to choose one of the four kings to save him. It was such a difficult decision.

"You should continue to practice here. There are no resources to help you now. You can only rely on yourself. You can hone the Dao first."

Ye Yunfan is preparing to help the Prince of Nanchu recover and improve, hoping to escape from the world of life and death.

Everyone had no time to be sad. They now turned their grief and anger into strength, and each of them stepped up their training to improve their strength as much as possible.

Ye Yunfan and Princess Nanchu returned to the sixth floor and said: "Your Majesty, the Origin Stone on my body is still a bit reluctant to help you advance to the first level. It should be a little bit far away.

So this method won't work and can only help you return to your original state. However, Mr. Xiang was injured by the talisman when my clone died, so he probably won't go to the teleportation array for the time being.

As soon as the Royal Lord regains his strength, we will go there quickly. The person in charge there, Liang Lun, only has the strength of the peak of the Heavenly Realm, so he should not be able to stop us from leaving the world of life and death. "

"Okay, let's follow your arrangements. Let's do it like this." As long as the Prince of Nanchu doesn't face Mr. Xiang, he is not afraid of anyone else in the Desolate League branch.

Ye Yunfan took out 20 million source stones and began to use the power of the black lotus to devour them wildly, pulling all the power into the sky and sea of ​​the Nanchu King.

His strength was recovering rapidly. After absorbing such a huge source of power, he not only returned to his peak, but his strength became even more refined.

Unfortunately, Ye Yunfan only had 30 million Origin Stones left. Even if he used them all, it would not be able to help him break through, so he gave up this plan. He left this place for the opponent to stabilize his realm, and he went to the fifth level to prepare.