"Let me worship you as my teacher? Haha! Haha!!"

Looking at Zhang Zifan, who was calm and relaxed in front of him, and unworldly, Wenquxing Sun Ye laughed out loud.

"This emperor is the reincarnation of Wenquxing and is destined to be the number one person in Wenyuan Continent!"

"Who dares to be my teacher? Who dares to call me my teacher?!"

Sun Ye laughed wildly, waved his hand, and another river of ink rushed out from the endless void.

Compared with before, the Mo River summoned this time is even more mysterious.

Amid the endless surge of ink, the sounds of various strange beasts could be faintly heard, as if some kind of terrifying existence was hidden.

It was obvious that Sun Ye's strength had improved again.

This is the terrifying thing about the son of destiny. As long as he awakens his own destiny, he is equivalent to an immortal and invincible existence.

The greater the pressure they face, the greater their potential will be.

This is why Sun Ye is obviously just an ordinary emperor, but he can intimidate all the emperors, making the two supreme emperors, Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng, unwilling to take action against him.

In a sense, Sun Ye, who has completely awakened to his literary destiny, is a loser.

The more adversity you face, the more you can grow.

With good fortune accompanying you, it's like being blessed by heaven, and everything goes smoothly.

"What about Wenquxing? What about being accompanied by great luck?"

Facing the arrogant Sun Ye, Zhang Zifan showed contempt and stretched out his hand. Chen Sheng, who was suppressed by Sun Ye, instantly penetrated the void and flew backwards behind Zhang Zifan.

Whoosh!

It wasn't until Chen Sheng appeared behind Zhang Zifan that Sun Ye reacted.

The turbulent waves of the Mo River instantly enveloped his body, protecting Sun Ye within it.

This is so weird.

Not to mention stopping Zhang Zifan from saving people, even Sun Ye couldn't react.

This is true for Sun Ye, and so is the entire Emperor Zhaixinglou.

The two supreme masters, Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng, also looked frightened.

Who is this man in white in front of me? And how strong is he?!

Zhang Zifan ignored the others and looked at the seriously injured and dying disciple Chen Sheng with slightly stern eyes.

If he takes action, Chen Sheng will naturally not be injured.

But as his disciple Zhang Zifan, it is impossible to hide behind him all his life.

Appropriate difficulties and humiliation can spur him on.

After all, they are both sons of fate, and there is still a lot to learn from between Chen Sheng and Sun Ye.

With a wave of his hand, a soft spiritual power penetrated into Chen Sheng's body. The injured body healed instantly, and the energy and blood in his body was like a dragon.

Devastated by this humiliation, Chen Sheng got a blessing in disguise and even made great progress.

In an instant, his cultivation level broke through from the second level of the Great Sage to the sixth level of the Great Sage, taking another step closer to the legendary imperial realm.

"You can't stop the people I want to save!"

"Anyone this emperor wants to kill must die without a doubt, and you are no exception."

After taking a look at Chen Sheng who had recovered behind him, Zhang Zifan said:

"Watch carefully, how the master punishes the son of luck!"

The awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth gathered in the Star-Zhaing Tower, and the invisible oven of heaven and earth took shape, already shrouding Sun Ye's body in it.

Sun Ye was unaware of all this and thought Zhang Zifan was pretending to be mysterious.

"You still beat me up? I think you don't know the horror of the Child of Destiny!"

As he spoke, the ink river lingering around him surged tenfold again, and the dark and sticky ink surged endlessly, forming waves and hitting Zhang Zifan:

"Death to this emperor!!"

Sun Ye knew that the realm and strength of the young man in white before him were higher than him, but so what?

The scary thing about children of luck is that they go against the trend.

He just wants to feel the pressure and face desperate situations.

Only in adversity, in life and death, can the destiny of the Son of Destiny be fully demonstrated.

One after another, the waves surged towards Zhang Zifan. There was a mysterious swallowing power inside. As long as a drop of it was stained by ink, the spiritual power in the body would be swallowed up.

"Master, be careful! This ink can swallow spiritual power!"

Chen Sheng was defeated by this move and was stained by ink, instantly losing the ability to resist.

Devour?

Playing Devour in front of Zhang Zifan?

Didn’t he know that he had a body that was created by refining a black hole and was born capable of swallowing the sky and the earth?!

Faced with the huge wave that had already reached him and surged a hundred times, Zhang Zifan did not dodge.

Since this Wenquxing is so proud, Zhang Zifan will trample his pride under his feet and crush it completely.

"Hmph, you dare to despise this emperor just because of your high level of cultivation."

Seeing Zhang Zifan covered in sticky ink, Sun Ye was overjoyed:

"It seems that I have overestimated you, this battle is over!"

As he spoke, Sun Ye squeezed his fingerprints, and thick ink rushed up, completely submerging Zhang Zifan's body in an instant.

The power of devouring broke out, and the thick ink erupted with a shocking suction force, trying to swallow it all together with the flesh, blood and bones of the whole body.

Whoosh!

With Sun Ye's face full of madness, a white light flashed across the dark Mo River.

Wherever the white light passed, the entire Mo River was cut in half.

Under the sharp tip of the pen, the nameless power of law enveloped the entire ink river. With a slight shock, the entire ink river evaporated instantly.

The weird and terrifying Mo He couldn't hurt Zhang Zifan at all.

"That's it?!"

Zhang Zifan showed disdain on his face, holding the Human Emperor's Pen in his hand, and wrote in the boundless void [Slaying the Immortal Sword]! [Slaying the Immortal Sword]! [Destroying the Immortal Sword]! [The Ultimate Immortal Sword]!

The four supreme imperial soldiers' phantoms fill the sky, threatening the world.

"you......"

Sun Ye had no time to struggle and think about how Zhang Zifan broke his Mo River. Under the threat of the phantoms of the four imperial soldiers, he quickly mobilized the power of the entire Mo River to swallow him up instantly without even thinking.

Mohe, which is about ten feet long, has an integrated attack and defense capabilities. It can both attack and defend.

"go!"

Zhang Zifan hooked his finger, and the shadow of [Zhu Xian Sword] cut through the boundless void, and slashed at Sun Ye, who was wrapped in the Mo River.

"ah!!!!"

Although it was just a phantom, under the sharp sword light, the entire ink river collapsed instantly, and countless viscous and dense ink began to evaporate out of thin air.

Sun Ye's body was continuously shattered by the sword energy and turned into fly ash at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in!!"

"This emperor is the descendant of Wenquxing, and I am the son of luck!!"

When half of his body was turned into ashes and his soul was extinguished, Sun Ye showed the horror of being a child of fate.

The literary energy around him roared, and the Danqing energy floating throughout the Wenyuan Continent once again gathered in the Zhaixing Tower, transformed into a huge dragon shape, and poured into Sun Ye's body crazily.

Together!

Ten ways!

...

Thousand Roads!

Thousands of ways!

One hundred thousand ways!!

A hundred thousand Danqing Qi turned into a golden dragon and submerged into Sun Ye's body.

Under the threat of death, Sun Ye burst out with unprecedented potential.

The mythical emperor of one calamity!

The second calamity is too god!
To be continued...