"Boy, I'm afraid of you, what do you want?"

Hearing Qinglong's words, Xu Zimo replied: "Why, what do you think you have in my eyes?"

Qinglong's face changed slightly. In fact, he also knew what Xu Zimo wanted, but he still held a fluke in his heart.

"This is something I have negotiated with He Feiyang, can I change it?" Qinglong asked.

"He Feiyang? The lord of Skywind City?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It's not him, but the founder of Zixia Holy Land.

The unworldly talent in your mouth.

Although they have the same names, they are not the same," Qinglong said, shaking his head.

"That's interesting, the city lord of Wind City is the same name as their ancestor of Zixia Holy Land," Xu Zimo smiled.

"I can't tell you about this, I made a blood oath, even if you kill me, I can't tell you," Qinglong said seriously.

He didn't lie about this, and if he told Xu Zimo, he would be a dead end.

"Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I can guess it," Xu Zimo said.

"Give me that thing and I will leave."

Qinglong hesitated a little, and finally nodded.

The next moment, Xu Zimo's vision disappeared, and he returned to the pavilion.

I saw that Qinglong's head shattered, and an aurora flew out of it.

Xu Zimo's eyes were quick and quick, and he grabbed the Aurora directly in the palm of his hand.

After the Qinglongtai was broken, it never recovered.

This made the people around a little surprised, knowing that Qinglongtai has never seen such a situation.

"What's the matter?" everyone watching around began to whisper.

However, Zi Yan didn't seem to be in a hurry. He looked at He Feiyang and said, "City Lord He, just say that Qinglongtai is malfunctioning and let everyone go away."

After Zi Yan finished speaking, he looked at a few people in the pavilion and said with a smile: "Everyone, let's stop here for the time being today."

"Qinglongtai is broken, if the Purple Saint has any needs, please don't hesitate to say," Bai Zhige smiled, preparing to leave.

After all, the other party has already issued a eviction order.

But Meng Samsara sitting next to him was obviously very unhappy, and the blood on his face began to recover.

Although he is not a great emperor, he is also a divine vein. As long as his life is saved, his injury is not a serious problem.

"Boy, what treasure did you just take?" He turned his gaze to Xu Zimo, and asked with gaze.

In this pavilion, other people also have identities.

The White Paper Song is from the Tianyezong, while Chi Qianyu is from the Scarlet Blood God Sect.

Only Xu Zimo looked like a casual cultivator and was not very familiar with it.

So he naturally set the target on Xu Zimo, and if he left empty-handed, he would obviously not be reconciled.

But before Xu Zimo could speak, the Zi Yan next to him had already stood up.

"Meng Gongzi, Xu Daoyou is my guest. You should withdraw."

"What are you, calling you a saint is to give you face.

Otherwise you don't even have the qualifications to talk to me," Meng Samsara said with a cold snort.

"Do you even a third-rate force in Zixia Holy Land dare to make noise?"

"Master Meng, this is Tianfeng City, not the land of your ancient reincarnation," He Feiyang next to him narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

"The remnant soul of your ancestors can save you once, but it cannot save you a second time."

"Something like a dog, you can try this young master.

Believe it or not, I will break through your Zixia Holy Land in minutes. "

But as soon as Mengzi's voice fell, his voice suddenly stopped.

Because a pair of big hands pinched directly on his neck.

The powerful force seemed to twist the neck.

"You...," Meng Gongzi struggled hard.

However, in the next moment, a group of unnamed fire ignited on He Feiyang's body, and directly burned down Mr. Meng.

This is naturally He Feiyang who killed Dream Reincarnation.

He shook his neck, seemingly dissatisfied.

And the two Chi Qianyu, who were about to leave, were sweating and stiffened in place.

The two of them never thought that Zixia Holy Land had such courage.

"He Chengzhu, we...," Bai Zhige and the two smiled stiffly.

"It has nothing to do with you, but today, you didn't see anything," He Feiyang said.

"Yes, yes, we didn't see anything," the two quickly nodded in response like chickens pecking at rice.

"Go," He Feiyang waved his hand, indicating that the two could leave.

Zi Yan turned his gaze to Xu Zimo and said with a smile, "Master Xu, can I talk about it?"

"Why should I talk to you?" Xu Zimo smiled.

He Feiyang smiled and walked towards Xu Zimo step by step.

However, Si Zu also stepped forward and stood beside Xu Zimo.

"City Lord He, Young Master Xu is not an enemy," Zi Yan shook his head with a smile.

Then he said: "It's true that I don't want to hide it. Just when I arrived, I received the decree passed down by the holy court."

As soon as he said this, Si Zu's eyes shrank, obviously with killing intent.

"Don't be nervous, as I just said, we are not enemies.

Otherwise, the holy court would have surrounded this place long ago," Zi Yan smiled.

Continued: "I wonder if I can talk about it now?"

"Don't talk about it," Xu Zimo still shook his head, and replied, "I'm just waiting here, you can tell the holy court now.

But believe me, you must be the last to die. "

"It seems that the son is not a person who can be threatened. This is what I want," Zi Yan replied.

"Then about Tianfeng Valley, do you want to talk about it?"

"You are from Tianfeng Valley back then," Xu Zimo said.

"To be precise, you are a descendant of Fengshen Tianwu."

"The son's eyes are like a torch, I want to see it early," Zi Yan said with a smile.

"How about the City Lord's Mansion, we are mutually beneficial."

"Just say it here, what do you want to talk about," Xu Zimo asked, sitting down casually.

"Cooperation," Zi Yan said.

"How to cooperate?"

"I helped you get the inheritance of Fengshen, and you helped me step into the Holy King," Zi Yan replied.

"Holy King, what are you kidding me," Xu Zimo, who was next to him, replied before he said a word.

"You have just stepped into the emperor's level now. Talking about the Holy King, I don't know what year it will be."

"No, he will be good fortune now, he is only one step away from the holy king," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"How is this possible," Si Zu was a little unbelievable.

He stared at Zi Yan for a long time, but still only saw the other party's first entry into the realm of the great emperor.

"How do you want me to help you?" Xu Zimo asked.

As for Suzu's doubts, I will explain this to him in the future.

"I want you to protect me," Zi Yan said.

"I used to have a lot of enemies. If I reach that level, they will certainly pursue and kill me at all costs."

Xu Zimo thought, he was weighing the gains and losses.

He is a must for the inheritance of the ancient gods.

(End of this chapter)

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