Martial Godly Emperor

The dozen or so people standing on this tall platform were all the higher ups of Tangzhou Kingdom and Purple Water Holy Land. There was clearly no one behind Chen Hua. But when he finished speaking, behind him: Ripples appeared in the space like water. Very quickly, two black-robed men walked out from within. They knelt on one knee and gave the order to fly toward Meng Yu.    

"There's no need for that. Don't go."    

Holy Maiden, who was wearing a male outfit, stopped them with her beautiful eyes.    

"Why?"    

Chen Hua was stunned.    

Holy Maiden shook her head and said, "They will die even if they go. I am not trying to save them, I am harming them."    

She closed her eyes and her eyebrows slightly knitted. There was a trace of sadness between her brows.    

There were so many people who died at the mountain peak. This was definitely not what she wanted to see.    

Those people who had died were mostly talented juniors.    

However, if they didn't deal with the strange Ancient Well formed from that disaster magical artifact fragment, even more people would die.    

Chen Hua waved his hand, making those two subordinates retreat.    

He greatly admired this kind Holy Maiden.    

To ask a kind Holy Maiden who had never killed anyone to watch so many people die but could only do so was too cruel to her.    

"Holy Maiden, why don't you leave and let me preside over this competition."    

Chen Hua suggested.    

He was the Crown Prince of Tangzhou Kingdom, and he had killed countless people. Naturally, he wouldn't have any scruples.    

Holy Maiden shook her head and refused.    

Chen Hua looked at this beautiful face. Her long hair fluttered in the breeze. Her knitted brows were so beautiful, and there was a trace of passion and admiration in his eyes.    

As the Crown Prince of a country, Chen Hua already had three palaces and six courtyards, and the first was the Third Imperial Concubine, the Sixth Imperial Concubine, the Third Imperial Concubine, and the Sixth Imperial Concubine.    

However, his consorts were only a union of power and power, and he had never had any love for them. When he faced them, the only thing that made him feel impulsive was their wonderful bodies.    

However, he admired Holy Maiden from the bottom of his heart.    

However, this admiration was not the kind of feeling that wanted to conquer her body. It was sincere love and appreciation.    

Of course, he also wanted to have her, because if he did not want to have such an extraordinary Female Cultivator, then he was not a real man.    

However, Chen Hua restrained this impulse and would not allow himself to blaspheme Holy Maiden.    

As long as he stood in front of her and quietly looked at her face that could overturn all living things, he would secretly smell the faint fragrance that drifted in the air and say a few words to her, it would already be happy for Chen Hua.    

Chen Hua understood why this bloody competition was held.    

Apart from the reason why he had to choose the cultivators with the best strength to obtain the 'Luoxi Divine Water' and enter the Ancient Well, there was another reason.    

The whereabouts of this Ancient Well was hard to track. After they discovered this Ancient Well, they kept tracking it, but it always hid itself. Later on, they didn't even know where it was.    

And in order to track down this Ancient Well, they could only use the "Karma" Heavenly Dao to track it down.    

Those who came here wanted to enter the Ancient Well. Those who died and those who obtained the Luoxi Divine Water were all affected by the karma of the Ancient Well. At that time, once they began to search for it, it would increase their chances of finding it.    

Karma was one of the Great Daos. It was ethereal and formless, without a trace. However, there seemed to be a trace of it in the hands of the people of this world.    

Below.    

The Sinful Blood Light on Meng Yu's body had already reached three meters.    

More and more Dao Tribulations and sins were pressing down on his body.    

His body was like a mountain, and it also seemed as if ten thousand snakes were biting down on him. He gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.    

However, those who were paying attention to him understood that he could not hold on much longer.    

"Hahahaha..."    

Jingshan Pan looked up to the sky and laughed.    

This kid actually had more than 3 meters of Sinful Blood Light on him. The amount of Sinful Blood Light he had killed so many ordinary cultivators was only the Sinful Mist. He knew that this kid was dead for sure.    

"Elder Brother Meng Yu, it was me who harmed you..."    

Yang Qingqing's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She was blaming herself for not being able to bear to reject Meng Yu, who was only an Elemental Soul Stage, and send him to his death.    

Her Yang Family was finished, but she should not compensate an outsider like Meng Yu!    

"This kid is here to die. He wants to die, what can we do?"    

Lv Peng, who had been watching Yang Qingqing, had a happy expression on his face.    

Compared to the number of people from the Yang Family who had died and the remaining six, the Lu Family had sent forty people, and twenty-eight of them were on the battlefield. Moreover, ten of them had already flown past two-fifths of the mountain peak.    

He looked at Meng Yu with a rare pitying gaze. Back then, this kid had slapped him in the face, but now, he was going to die in this competition.    

As for the Yang and Lu families, because of the difference in strength, the result of this bet was determined from the very beginning.    

"Yang Qingqing, actually, I really like you. Everything I did to you before was because I liked you too much. Actually, I am not the kind of wretched person you see in your eyes. As long as I can get you, I will convince the elders of the Yang Family to take over their properties. I will let you keep half of it."    

Lv Peng sighed softly.    

The frivolous behavior he showed earlier was because he couldn't wait to get Yang Qingqing. In fact, as Young Lord of the Lu Family, his usual behavior was very calm.    

It was all because he did not want to lose Qinger again.    

Thinking of Qinger made his heart ache.    

He thought of the time when he abused Qinger in the cave. Qinger's death was caused by him.    

But why did they not have any feelings for him when they met Qinger and Yang Qingqing?    

Many cultivators looked at White-clothed Youth. Some of them showed pity in their eyes because an Elemental Soul Stage could fly two-fifths of the height of the mountain. That was very good.    

Perhaps it was because they had seen too much of this kind of death, the trace of reluctance in their eyes quickly became numb.    

"It was this brat who killed my family and captured my son, Zi Han. I have been looking for him, but I didn't expect him to be here."    

"As the saying goes, 'Heaven's net recovers without leaking.' This child has committed all kinds of evil, and the Heavenly Dao wants him to die."    

On a high platform at the edge of the platform, an old man who was standing at the edge of the platform was watching Meng Yu climbing the mountain furiously. His beard was fluttering in the wind, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.    

His son, Qian Wuji, had lost one of his arms a few days ago, and had been knocked unconscious until now. His daughter-in-law, Zihan, had been captured by this kid, and he had suffered a lot of humiliation.    

If that young man didn't die, the humiliation of the Qian Family would never be removed.    

"I just don't know how that girl Zihan was humiliated by him."    

"If that brat dies and Zihan is still alive, I don't know if she will have the face to return to my Qian Family."    

The old man sighed softly.    

Unknowingly, many pairs of eyes were staring at Meng Yu.    

From time to time, Spatial Ice Cone and fire would fall from the pitch black sky, making it difficult for him to catch up.    

At this moment, he was wrapped up in a Fire Lotus, and his entire body was covered in flames. His entire body was bright red, and even his eyes were flickering with two flames.    

Outside of him were his forty-two Flying Sword cuts.    

The Sinful Blood Light was roasting his Elemental Soul and fleshly body. The pain went deep into his bone marrow and heart, and it was branded deep into his memories.    

"Tang Rou, I might have to disappoint you. I can't hold on any longer."    

Meng Yu avoided the dozens of Spatial Ice Cones and muttered to himself.