Chapter 1,227 The Winner

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The entire Kunlun was shrouded in a loud laugh.

That laughter was ostentatious and wanton, but also majestic.

It is like rolling thunder, driving away the clouds, revealing the bright blue sky, making countless strong people feel awe!

This is Cheng Mo's laughter. After time deduces, his laughter spreads to every corner of Kunlun.

"Damn it, Cheng Mo is so funny. He hasn't stopped for a whole quarter of an hour!"

"It's not the time to care about him. Where did you think that man took the Emperor?

Will the Emperor be in danger?”

"It's not dangerous. That person seems to care a lot about the Emperor!"

"That guy seems to have a very powerful cultivation level, far more powerful than the Emperor. I don't know where he came from?"

………

Many powerful people from Qianlong Tower also heard the loud laughter spreading throughout Kunlun, but after listening for a while, they rubbed their ears impatiently.

Compared with Cheng Mo, they were more concerned about where their Emperor went?

Now the Emperor is their last hope. If the Emperor has something to do, their Qianlong Tower will be truly finished!

But they turned over a radius of millions of miles, but still couldn't find the Emperor, so they simply chose to give up, gather together, and wait for the Emperor to appear.

"roar?"

"Father?

Where are you?"

The Wuji Tiger was still looking for Ye Fan's whereabouts, roaring around him, looking around, sniffing east and west, trying to find Ye Fan's smell.

It is a divine beast with a sensitive sense of smell. Even if it is a breath millions of miles away, it can be smelled clearly.

But since Ye Fan disappeared, his breath seemed to have disappeared. No matter how hard Wujihu tried, it could not be found, which made it a little impatient.

When other powerful Qianlong Tower saw this, they were helpless, but they did not dare to persuade him.

This young master was arrogant and unreasonable. Except for the Emperor, he couldn't listen to the words of others. Now he was angry and extremely irritable. If he went over rashly, he might even give him a bloody mouth. He wouldn't know how to die then!

"boom!"

Just as everyone was worried, a loud noise suddenly came from the space, and ripples in the space were everywhere.

Then, under the astonishing and alert eyes of everyone, a crack emerged out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, a breath that made them extremely familiar came from the crack, and a figure that made them familiar also came into view.

"Emperor?"

"Father!"

Everyone in Qianlong Tower and Wuji Hu in the sky shouted happily.

Then, Wuji Tiger's body flashed and turned into a golden light, rushing into Ye Fan's arms.

"Father, where have you been? Xiaobai misses you so much. Xiaobai thinks he will never see you again!"

Wujihu hugged Ye Fan tightly and said with grievance.

"Be good, am I okay?"

Ye Fan rubbed Wujihu's soft golden retriever in a doting manner and smiled gently.

Then he looked up and looked at him excitedly, and the saints of Qianlong Tower who were seriously injured, who were seriously injured, could not help but a trace of self-blame flashed deep in his eyes:

"Thank you all for your hard work!"

"Your Majesty, we are still alive, and you are there, what's the point of suffering?"

"That's right, and we are not only for the purpose of executing your orders, but also for the entire Kunlun. Even if we die, we are willing!"

"Your Majesty, how are you in good health?

Is it much better?”

………

Faced with Ye Fan's concern, the saints of Qianlong Tower just waved their hands and smiled indifferently, and then they all took care of Ye Fan again.

When Ye Fan saw it, his eyes were even more sad and self-blame. The powerful people who left Qianlong Tower, including those Kunlun Great Saints, were nearly 300 people, all of whom were the first-class strong people in Kunlun.

But now, there are only less than twenty or thirty people left, and even his twelve gods died in despair!

All of this was blamed for being too confident and underestimating the Demon Ancestor God outside the domain and being slapped by someone.

"Well, let's go back with me now!"

"After going back, I will treat your injuries to you!"

Then, Ye Fan calmed down for a moment, nodded lightly, and took everyone back to Qianlong Tower.

Before leaving, he looked up and saw the clouds that were still rolling above the clouds.

There, Cheng Mo's crazy laughter was coming.

Smile, Cheng Mo!

Smile hard!

When this emperor arranges everything, it is time for you to cry!

He knew that the reason why Cheng Mo laughed so wildly was that he thought he had died tragically at the hands of the old man. Cheng Mo completely saved the throne, so he laughed so unscrupulously.

However, Ye Fan did not die. On the contrary, he was blessed in disguise, from the light to the dark, completely disappearing from Cheng Mo's vision.

With Cheng Mo's character, in order to consolidate his status, he will inevitably eliminate all those who may threaten him in Kunlun.

This just gave Ye Fan a chance. As long as Cheng Mo and those people broke up, the Divine Court would be greatly damaged.

And then, it was when Ye Fan took care of Cheng Mo.

He didn't believe that he could not kill Cheng Mo here.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan turned into a long rainbow and left with the saints of Qianlong Tower.

………

Not long after, an order spread throughout Kunlun from the Divine Court.

This decree was like a heart-strengthening agent, hitting heavily in the hearts of the Kunlun people who were watching the battle in full swing, but the blood mirror in the sky suddenly disappeared, causing panic and at a loss to the hearts of the Kunlun people.

Because that decree was issued by the Supreme Lord of Kunlun—

He told everyone in Kunlun that the battle had been won!

Kunlun is already safe, and victory belongs to them.

"Yeah, we won, we won!"

"Long live the Emperor, long live the God's Court, long live Kunlun!"

"Long live the Emperor, long live the God's Court, long live Kunlun!"

………

The entire Kunlun was boiling in an instant, and countless people raised their hands to cheer for the name of "Emperor".

It was very lively and the voices were boiling.

The nightmare that had plagued the world for many years finally disappeared, completely disappeared!

Kunlun is still their Kunlun, and there is no foreign invasion anymore.

However, when they shouted the name "Cheng Mo", no one mentioned Ye Fan, who had fought for Kunlun and other great saints.

People in the world only remember the winner, while those who lose are often just in the books!

Just like that, time flies and passes quietly.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed in a flash!

Within this month, under the intentional promotion of Shenting, Cheng Mo's prestige reached an unprecedented peak.

The Divine Court has also become a holy land in the hearts of countless Kunlun powerhouses.

Countless statues of Cheng Mo rose up from the ground, and his belief in him even surpassed Ye Fan, who created many miracles back then.

The name of "Emperor" and Ye Fan also changed back to the "Dan Emperor" of that year under the instructions of Cheng Mo and Shenting!

Dan Emperor, the emperor of Dan!

Emperor, the Lord of Ten Thousand Emperors!

Cheng Mo is using his influence to erase Ye Fan's influence, only retaining Ye Fan's unparalleled status as a elixir, and quietly erasing Ye Fan's "throne"!

He wanted to do this kind of thing hundreds of years ago, but at that time he was not strong enough and not famous, and he was much worse than Ye Fan.
To be continued...