Archfiend

Xu Yangyi smiled.

Taken the bait...

When necessary, such as...when they break up with the Second Young Master Song, these demon kings are enough to kill Tong Shentian City!

Conquer the Seven Realms?

Totally impossible.

One, the distance between Tiragandes and the Seven Realms is enough to make them despair. Only he who possesses the talisman can sense the call and act as a bridge between the two worlds.

Second, if you can eat this kind of thing yourself, why should you ask others? The three demon kings represent two major families. Their Nascent Souls are like rain, and their saints are like forests. To put it bluntly, these three families are enough to impact any world! The five kings and two queens are not easy to use!

Therefore, they will definitely make their own estimates first to see if the three families can eat it.

However……

The Seven Realms are unique. They are destined to return without success this time, but they have seen the potential value of the Seven Realms. For this reason, they will not fall out with Xu Yangyi, because only through him can they go to the Seven Realms. Whether it's finding a place to increase troops or opening up a plane passage, this is something that takes hundreds of years. Hundreds of years later, Xu Yangyi has already reached the realm of five kings and two queens. What's wrong with dividing the seven realms with them?

For a Seven Realms that has launched a war of all realms against the earth and has always regarded the earth as its great enemy, it might not be a good thing to change the day, right?

Even if things change, he still has the qualifications to talk to these monsters on an equal footing. At that time, the single teleportation gate has been established long ago, and Mao Baer and the others will take it back. That's it. As Taixu’s strength, Seven Realms dare not give him face?

How dare the heirloom family be so presumptuous?

The initiative is in his hands... No matter from any angle, dealing with the devil is absolutely beneficial and harmless. In other words, these devils are the trump card that he has used many times. What he hid was that he might summon them to Towering City, and the Immortal Sage was in Towering City.

Being so close, he had already felt that their pressure was stronger than that of Lord Kong Kong! Especially the Grizzly Prince, he is even more powerful!

The top strong man who deceived the devil!

The demon king of the original family in the quasi-immortal world!

"Then it's settled." He let out a long breath: "I will definitely summon you all within one year at the latest."

"Yi, don't lie to us." When he saw his figure grabbing the box of the Arcane Prince and disappearing into the void, the Grizzly Prince said angrily: "In this matter, if you lie, you will be considered a Saint. Alchemist, we will never tolerate it either.”

"certainly."

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Tenglongkou.

"Your Excellency, you haven't shown up for a week?" In the governor's room, the middle-aged Nascent Soul monk who had previously explained to Xu Yangyi frowned as he listened to the report, and looked at the light curtains around him with some confusion: "What is going on? There is a saint here, we The command should be handed over, but why..."

"Who knows." Another tall and thin Nascent Soul next to him sighed while holding a tea cup: "I thought this place was going to become a battlefield, so I could earn more merit... It seems that this Lord Saint may have offended me. Those who cannot afford it are also sent here..."

"Where is Towering City?" Tenglongkou was too safe, and the two chatted incessantly. The middle-aged monk sighed: "Continuously increasing troops... The total number of troops on both sides has reached 800 million, and the fuse/cord has been lit, but I don't know when the bomb will explode..."

"Eight hundred million..." The tall and thin Yuanying took a breath, trembled all over, and flicked the tea cup with lingering fear: "Except the Seven Realms entered Tiansheng Lake three thousand years ago, and the two sides faced off with an army of one billion, this is probably one hundred thousand This is the biggest battle in years... I don’t know what the current situation is in Shentian City..."

The middle-aged Yuanying smiled bitterly: "What does it have to do with us anyway? I'm afraid we will be the last to receive the news after the fight is over, right?"

The tall and thin Nascent Soul glanced at the scene with infinite regret and shook his head. Just when he was about to look away, he suddenly froze, then looked at it suspiciously again, and then jumped up like a needle.

The middle-aged monk was stunned, looked up, and took a breath after just one glance.

In the light curtain of the teleportation array, a bit of golden light flashed like ripples, and then spread suddenly. The golden light was like a fan, the spreading ripples getting bigger and bigger, breaking through tens of thousands of meters in an instant, shining brightly throughout Tenglongkou. The trembling pressure could be felt even through the light curtain.

In the cold starry sky of the dark night, in the starry dome of Buddha, blossoming rootless golden lotuses transformed by auras appeared quietly. Hundreds of figures refracted the void as the ripples spread, and the stars guarded the fan of nothingness like the moon.

"This is..." The middle-aged Yuanying was stunned, and he looked at each other with the tall and thin Yuanying, and exclaimed almost at the same time: "The Palm Treasurer is here in person!?"

Dead silence.

The next second, the two of them turned into light and flew out together. The tall and thin Nascent Soul took a deep breath: "How is it possible... The Palm Treasurer... The towering Song family's supreme military power, the supreme intimidation... Even the five kings and two queens... To be afraid of three points...how could it appear here?"

The middle-aged Nascent Soul's face turned pale: "Every time the Palm Treasure appears, it is a bloody storm. It will never be dispatched unless it is an emergency. What on earth is going on?!"

In the training room, Chu Zhaonan and Zhao Ziqi raised their heads at the same time and looked solemnly at the outside world.

"What a terrifying spiritual energy..." Zhao Ziqi's eyes have turned into Yin-Yang Tai Chi, sweeping away bit by bit: "Hundreds of millions... no, more than that, the key is..."

Tai Chi suddenly expanded, everything in front of him turned into black and white, and there were several souls lingering around everyone, which were the wronged souls of these monks who came to this day. When he moved to the teleportation circle, his body suddenly felt like a lightning strike, his eyes immediately recovered, and cold sweat poured down from his forehead. Breathing almost stopped.

That is not a soul counted by Tao.

It was an endless sea of ​​dead souls that almost condensed into a sea!

Boundless, roaring and roaring around the phantom of the fan. When Zhao Ziqi looked over, this sea of ​​dead souls seemed to be aware of it and moved slightly. Zhao Ziqi twitched the corner of his eye and immediately pulled away.

"This guy..." He wiped away the bleeding nose: "How many people have he killed? And I can't feel his consciousness at all... This kind of monster... Who let him out?"

On the other side, Chu Zhaonan's face was also extremely solemn. The overwhelming pressure like a mountain and a sea enveloped the entire Tenglongkou, and a purple crystal in his hand flickered.

"One hundred million...one hundred and thirty million? How is it possible? Can one hundred and thirty million give me this kind of pressure?"

Streams of light flew out from the fortress, and in an instant, they arrived at the square. Almost all the Tenglongkou monks who had been in peace for a long time were gathered here. On the teleportation array in the center, layers of golden halo spread like a tsunami, stirring up the starry sky. The long and bright silhouettes that have not yet been transmitted are like stars falling into a chess game.

The faces of all the monks were full of suspicion and fear. Countless glances exchanged, and a circle of brilliance that was countless times brighter than before exploded. A violent wind blew around the fields, and everyone around them closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes, cold sweat rushed up without warning. The two Nascent Souls half-knelt at the same time, shouting hoarsely: "Greetings to Song Dynasty." The treasurer of the family!”

"Meet the treasure envoy!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, the sound was like a wave. In the void in front of them, tens of thousands of people were uniformly aligned, with four identical swords piercing the sun on their chests, scattered in a circle, and four white swords on their backs, using the sky to control the wind. Their faces were neither happy nor sad, without any A hint of emotion.

Different from ordinary Song family monks, the four swords on their chests penetrate the center of the Japanese family emblem, which is a code-like book. The two Nascent Soul cultivators only glanced at each other, and their hearts began to beat wildly.

White Tiger Hall......

The Song Family's White Tiger Hall, the highest institution of law enforcement... all those who can enter it are the monks selected from a million. People in the same realm definitely have the strength to fight back beyond the realm, but... But Baihutang will never take action until he captures the demon giant!

What's the matter?

The eyes of the two people met, and there was panic in their eyes. The Song family, who was so high above them, was too far away from them, as far as the mountains. At this moment, countless golden lights fell like rain, and a figure finally walked out slowly from the crowd.

This figure was very short and not tall. He wore a black hat and a black cloak, so his true face could not be seen clearly. However... the blood and sharp aura of the opponent's body was as strong as a mountain and the sea, and the murderous aura like a dormant beast made the whole world... No one dared to speak.

It's so scary... It's like facing a prehistoric beast, and even the slightest breath will make them feel frightened.

In the silence of the surrounding area, a hoarse voice came from the other party's mouth: "Lock the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the monks of the White Tiger Hall turned into streams of light and flew in all directions. He stood according to the star position of Tiangang Disha, and then simultaneously took out a magic weapon that looked like a nail.

"How brave. How dare you seal the city without an order, notice, or explanation? Who gave you the right?" At this moment, two streams of light rose into the sky from the camp, and the voices of Chu Zhaonan and Zhao Ziqi appeared at the same time. , with a wave of his hand, a Vajra phantom and a Ghost King phantom roared out.

The violent wind pressure swept across the wasteland. The palmist looked at the two people through the black screen hanging down by the bamboo hat, as if they were dead, pressed the bamboo hat slightly, and the next second, an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure shot into the sky!

Magnificent, violent, with an indomitable and domineering attitude, it is like the only star in the sky, bright and dazzling.

Too weak!

Chu Zhaonan and Zhao Ziqi gasped, and the monks from all directions were stunned. The spiritual pressure of Taixu level instantly swallowed up the two people's magical powers, and rushed back like a sea wave.

Swish! The two of them stepped back several thousand meters before stopping, their eyes extremely cautious.

"Explanation?" The palm treasurer's voice finally spoke hoarsely, like a machine without any emotion: "Rights?"

"Here, the Song family has the right!"

"Two mere maggots from second-class sects dare to attack in front of the Song family." He withdrew his gaze and said bloodthirstyly: "Total military order: Here, the Song family's White Tiger Hall, immediately escort to the Vajra Way, Withered Bone Temple, Tianjian Villa If the three young sect leaders disobey, they will be charged with treason and killed on the spot!"

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