Chapter 1308 Zhao Huaian, Chen Ziyan!

Wang Zhong's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with cold anger and murderous intent.

However, he was extremely afraid of Su Chen's Devouring Divine Fire. After all, he didn't have much dark water essence on him, and using it once made him extremely painful.

He and Su Chen just stared at each other, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

However, not long after, an unfathomable figure came out of nowhere, exuding a misty Taoist rhyme, and his breath was extremely hot, as brilliant as the sun.

It was a young man wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with the sun, moon and stars. He looked elegant and extraordinary, with a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes were deep and bright, as if there were flames rising.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a sinister face, carrying a black sword on his back, with murderous aura all over his body, and the sword intent was crisscrossed, and the aura was very terrifying.

Both of them were powerful God Kings!

When Wang Zhong saw the young man, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "Vice President Zhao, you are finally back!"

The elegant young man was the vice president of Daoyi College, Zhao Huaian.

He is known as the King of Hunyuan Pills and is extremely famous in the entire Xuanming Divine Domain!

"Wang Zhong, where is Ye Feixuan?"

Zhao Huaian said lightly, his eyes fell on Su Chen, especially when he saw the Devouring Divine Fire around Su Chen, his eyes lit up.

"My subordinates are not doing a good job, Ye Feixuan has entered the Tongtian Tower! This person came with Ye Feixuan, and he has a treasure to protect him, so I can't do anything to him!"

Wang Zhong said with some shame.

"Oh? A lowly ant in the first level of the Lord God Realm not only seriously injured the three elders, but also made you, the God King, helpless. It really makes me more and more curious!"

Zhao Huaian looked at Su Chen with an interested look.

Su Chen's eyes were extremely sharp, with a hint of vigilance. He could feel that Wang Zhong and Zhao Huaian were both lower-level God Kings.

But the middle-aged man in black robe who followed Zhao Huaian was a powerful middle-level God King!

"Liu Cang, capture him and keep him alive. I can use him!"

Zhao Huaian said lightly.

"Yes, sir!"

The middle-aged man in black robe actually bowed respectfully to Zhao Huaian, then raised his head and stared at Su Chen.

Boom!

A terrifying sword intent was everywhere, making the void vibrate in all directions, and the fierce killing intent locked Su Chen.

Su Chen's eyes were full of vigilance, and the Demon Suppression Tower and the Sword of Desolation vibrated and vibrated, ready to burst out a powerful attack at any time.

But at this moment, the Tower of Babel suddenly vibrated and vibrated.

An ancient and vast breath gushed out, and the blazing divine light intertwined. On the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel, the ancient door slowly opened.

Two figures flew out from it.

One figure was Ye Feixuan.

The other figure was a middle-aged beautiful woman in palace clothes, with Taoist rhyme intertwined all over her body, sword energy rising, and a pair of sharp eyes, as if there was a powerful peerless sword bursting out of it!

She exuded an extremely terrifying breath fluctuation all over her body, and the powerful divine pressure was pressing down on Wang Zhong, Zhao Huaian and the middle-aged man in black robe.

"Zhao Huaian, I'm not dead yet, are you so impatient to take the position?"

The cold voice sounded in the void.

The middle-aged beautiful woman was Ye Feixuan's master, and the dean of Daoyi College, Chen Ziyan!

Zhao Huaian and Wang Zhong both showed a trace of doubt in their eyes, and the middle-aged man in black robe was even more as if he was facing a great enemy.

Especially Zhao Huaian, who was very clear about Chen Ziyan's injuries at the moment. Logically, Chen Ziyan's breath should be weak and dying, so why is there such a strong pressure?

Could it be that Ye Feixuan brought back some treasure?

Zhao Huaian's eyes fell on Ye Feixuan, with a trace of doubt.

However, his complexion soon returned to normal, and he smiled at Chen Ziyan calmly, saying, "The dean misunderstood me! The dean was seriously injured, and Huai'an just wanted to help the dean manage Daoyi College temporarily. Moreover, I have been looking for a way to cure the dean's injuries during this period. Please don't misunderstand my painstaking efforts!"

"Painstaking efforts? You really are! However, you don't need to worry about my injuries, I have my own way! Zhao Huai'an, don't worry, I, Chen Ziyan, will not die!"

Chen Ziyan stared at Zhao Huai'an, with a trace of cold anger and murderous intent in her eyes, but then she became indifferent.

"That's the best! If the dean needs anything, just look for Huai'an, I will do my best!"

Zhao Huai'an smiled calmly, then waved his sleeves, turned around and left with Wang Zhong and the middle-aged man in black robe.

"Su Chen, are you okay?"

Ye Feixuan asked with some concern.

"I'm fine!"

Su Chen shook his head.

Fortunately, Chen Ziyan showed up in time, otherwise he really couldn't deal with the three God Kings.

"Your name is Su Chen, right? This is not a place to talk, follow me!"

Chen Ziyan looked at Su Chen, then waved her sleeves and took Su Chen and Ye Feixuan back into the Tower of Babel.