Chapter 80 Hurry up and take Emperor Longfan to the Heavenly Hell

Emperor Yange stood quietly at the edge of the cliff, the wind gently blew up her white clothes and her long black hair, like an ethereal immortal.

She looked at the bottomless cliff and had already thought about what to eat after returning home.

Thinking of those delicacies, she couldn't help licking her lips.

Suddenly she realized that she hadn't eaten for many years.

Look, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, she felt like a roast duck.

I don't know how much time has passed, she is still standing there, but her steps are obviously a little empty.

The onlookers talked a lot.

"Demon Emperor, why doesn't she heal her wounds? What is she doing standing there?"

"She swallowed two thunderbolts and two curses in one breath, and she must be seriously injured now. She must be in great pain, so she is thinking about whether to jump down. I had the same thought when I was seriously injured before."

"Hiss. Suddenly I feel so pitiful for the Demon Emperor. She has done so much for the Great Emperor Longfan, but the Great Emperor Longfan misunderstood her."

"If it weren't for this Heavenly Dao Mirror, we probably wouldn't know what she did in this lifetime."

Just as everyone was sighing at the trick of fate, Long Yanche stumbled out of the light curtain.

He looked at the devastated Dragon Clan Forbidden Land, and the only person standing was Emperor Yange in white clothes, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Tian Xuanzi, where are the clan leaders?"

Di Yange turned his back to him, coughed lightly, and another glaring red appeared: "They...are no longer in this world."

"Impossible, impossible. How...how did they leave?"

Di Yange spoke the truth: "Of course I sent them away."

Long Yanche roared in pain: "It was you. What about the little fox? When you handed the little fox to me, did you do something to the little fox?"

"You saw all this. Just think of the little fox as dead. Live a good life in the future."

"You...you...you killed them."

Although the two were not on the same channel, their communication was unusually harmonious.

Everyone felt that they had watched the most bloody drama of the year.

So they must speak clearly in the future, otherwise this will be the result.

That is talking at cross purposes.

Everyone saw Long Yanche walking towards Di Yange step by step, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

At least this time, the Demon Emperor did nothing wrong, and even, they should be grateful to her.

Grateful for what she had done for this world.

However, they saw Long Yanche's eyes flashing with ferocity, and he stretched out his hand to push the already wounded man down into the abyss.

"Ah!"

This was the sound of everyone's sighs and regrets.

Everyone suddenly realized that their Demon Emperor, from the beginning to now, seemed to have not done a single bad thing.

How could they criticize him in the future.

Di Yange in the light curtain was still performing a free fall, and Long Yanche here had already woken up.

He had already pulled his hand back from the light curtain just now, otherwise he would not have woken up so quickly.

After he woke up, he looked at Di Yange with sad eyes: "Little Li, I am sorry for you. I will definitely make up for the mistakes I made."

As he spoke, Long Yanche had already transformed into a golden dragon, and the dragon head slammed into the light curtain fiercely.

With a bang, the head was broken and blood flowed, and golden blood splashed everywhere.

Before the onlookers could react, they were sprinkled with a dragon's blood.

Occasionally, a few people secretly took out containers to collect some.

This is the blood of the divine dragon, a good thing.

Di Yange really couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he held back for the sake of his image.

She said with a headache: "Long Yanche, don't think too much. In my eyes, you are no different from Luo Ziyin. I have said it before, what I do has nothing to do with any of you. Don't think too much."

However, Long Yanche ignored her and kept hitting the wall.

Di Yange shook her head helplessly.

After all, he was once her good brother.

She always remembered what Long Yanche did for Xiaoli.

"All the heavenly generals, why don't you take Emperor Long Fan to the Heavenly Hell."

Di Yange's majestic and domineering voice rang out, and the heavenly generals on the side immediately came to her and stood obediently.

Although she is imprisoned now, her power is still there.

"What are you still doing there? Didn't you hear Di Qingyuan say that anyone who attacks this Heavenly Dao Mirror will be taken to Heavenly Hell. Take him away quickly."

"Little fox, I won't leave. If I can't save you, I'll crash into the ground and die here."

Long Yanche, the hot-tempered dragon, is indeed a man of the dragon clan. Once he gets angry, no one can stop him.

Di Yange held his forehead and ordered forcefully: "Hurry up and take him away."

"No... I won't leave..."

Finally, with the help of his fellow sufferers, after a long struggle, Long Yanche was beaten into a small dragon and then carried away by the heavenly general.

...

In Heavenly Hell.

Luo Ziyin had all his divine power suppressed, and could only sit powerlessly on the side, staring at the sky in a daze.

At this time, there were occasional curses from the distance.

He looked over curiously.

After seeing Long Yanche being carried by the general, he was obviously a little surprised.

The two miserable people looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Everything was said without words.