Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Indeed, wait, you mean..."

Su Xingkun's expression suddenly changed.

He guessed what Xue Baihu was going to say.

"Let me ask you, did Evil Tongtian do anything unusual when he was in your Black Mountain City!"

Xue Baihu looked at Heishan City Lord and others with a cold and stern voice.

"Abnormal behavior?"

Xu Kunlun thought about it carefully, then was suddenly startled, and then said quickly: "I heard from one of my juniors that he was in Black Mountain City asking about things about the Su Kingdom..."

"It must be!"

Su Xingkun and Xue Baihu looked at each other, both shocked by the speculation in their hearts.

If their guess is correct.

That evil person may come from the Su Kingdom in ancient times!

The other party came to the Land of the Holy Fall, most likely under the orders of the First Emperor, to find Empress Yuehan!

Thinking of this, Su Xingkun and Xue Baihu trembled in their hearts.

The First Emperor was a legendary figure. Their era was far away from that era. They could only know some things about the First Emperor through some ancient books or occasionally from the sighs of the Seven Saints.

"You guys stand down."

Su Xingkun shouted at the Black Mountain City Lord and others.

"yes!"

The Lord of Black Mountain City and others did not hesitate and immediately and respectfully resigned.

After everyone else left, even Li Fan and others, as well as the group of Dongchang fans brought by Xue Baihu, were also dismissed.

In the hall, only Su Xingkun, the Lord of Black Mountain City, and the corpses on the ground were left.

"He was sent by the First Emperor!"

They both spoke simultaneously.

Xue Baihu suppressed the shock in his heart, and the state of mind he had experienced in Dongchang for many years came into play at this moment.

He quickly calmed down: "Don't be afraid, even if it is sent by the First Emperor, the First Emperor will not know the true situation in the Holy Land. They can't get out at all now, and they can't send a message back.

Moreover, we have known for a long time that the time in the Holy Land is different from that in the outside world. Nearly 20,000 years have passed here, and less than ten years have passed in the outside world.

In ten years, the First Emperor's cultivation was only a golden body at best, and he failed to reach the level of a saint.

Compared with the seven saints, he is absolutely inferior. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he is a saint, it is useless.

This is the land of the Holy Fall! Not the Earthly Immortal Realm, nor the Fengyun Jiuzhou! "

"That being said, the Su Kingdom's current prosperity is all due to the First Emperor.

His methods were already powerful when he was in Fengyun Jiuzhou, but now that he has come to the Earthly Immortal Realm, he is afraid that they will only become stronger.

Think about it, at the beginning, our country of Su really had 60,000 saints, but now 30,000 saints are still with the First Emperor..."

Su Xingkun smiled bitterly.

Xue Baihu was silent.

The calm mood became a little uneasy again.

The seven saints come from thirty thousand saints.

On the side of the First Emperor, there are also 30,000 Holy Sons. What is even more frightening is that there may be far more than 30,000...

"Anyway, Jue Qianhu is here, let him know about this matter, we can't decide how to deal with it specifically.

This matter is beyond what we can handle. "

Xue Baihu said in a deep voice.

In the next few days, they were quietly waiting for the arrival of Jue Qianhu.

One day, a group of people slowly walked into Tanyun City. Wherever they passed, ghosts and gods appeared, because the clothes of this group of people were completely unusual.

Wearing dark red clothes and a pointed hat, that's Dongchang Fanzi!

There are more than a hundred people dressed like this, and each of them has an aura between ten and twelve calamities!

Then walking in the front were two Dongchang Baihu who were dressed in white robes and embroidered with dragons and beads!

Only saints can hold the position of hundreds of households in the East Factory!

There is a sedan behind them.

It was not difficult for everyone to guess who was in the sedan chair. The big shot who could shout like this and have so many guards to protect him was most likely the Qianhu in the East Factory, a powerful sage!

Just as the team was heading towards the city lord's palace, a figure stumbled out of a tavern carrying a jar of wine while drinking.

This person is none other than Yin Jianxian Yin Changzhi. Ever since Shang Xiuyu became a traitor to the party and was pursued all the way, he has been drinking to relieve his sorrows all day long.

He deliberately restrained the cultivation in his body. Only in this way could the wine intoxicate him!

He didn't even look at the road and was running rampant. When some people saw that it was Yin Jianxian, they didn't dare to step forward to stop him, so they all got out of the way.

As a result, he rushed all the way to the team.

The team slowly stopped.

A Dongchang Baihu in front looked at Yin Jianxian calmly, while Dongchang Fanzi behind him had slowly unsheathed the magic weapon on his waist.

"With a golden body of twelve kalpas, how can he become such a drunkard? Why don't you give way?"

One of the hundred households said calmly.

Yin Jianxian didn't hear clearly, he just laughed crazily and walked straight over.

step.

Two steps.

Everyone looked at this scene and took a deep breath. Some people who recognized Yin Jianxian looked strange.

Why did Yin Changzhi become like this during this period? They all knew some details in their hearts, but they didn't expect that Yin Changzhi would be so dizzy today that he would collide with the team of Dongchang big shots?

Compared with the big shots in Dongchang, how are the quasi-sages different from the ordinary people below?

Clang!

Several figures appeared next to Yin Changzhi, and the swords in their hands were already placed on Yin Changzhi's neck.

The sharp breath instantly stirred Yin Changzhi's consciousness slightly, and he finally saw clearly who the group of people in front of him were.

Big beads of sweat broke out from his forehead, and the alcohol in his body dissipated instantly.

"me……"

Yin Jianxian stammered.

"You're a drunk cat, just ignore him and let him kneel by the roadside for a while."

A soft voice came from the sedan.

Those Dongchang fans whose cultivation was not weaker than Yin Changzhi slowly withdrew their weapons, and one of them said coldly:

"Did you hear Jue Qianhu's instructions?"

A thousand households?

One of the three largest households in the East Factory, a powerful sage, and the factory governor’s confidant!

Yin Jianxian's legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

"Don't block the road, get out."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Yin Jianxian nodded quickly and walked aside with the wine jar in hand.

The procession passed slowly.

A member of the Hundred Households suddenly turned around and shouted coldly at Yin Jianxian: "Are you going to disobey Master Qianhu's orders?"

"ah?"

Yin Jianxian finally reacted, bent his knees, and knelt on the street directly in front of everyone.

The hundred households then sneered twice and continued to lead the team forward.

When the team disappeared at the corner of the street, Yin Changzhi did not dare to stand up like this. Sweat kept pouring out and fell to the ground. Feeling the contemptuous and mocking looks of many people around him, Yin Changzhi felt ashamed and angry.

Fortunately, he had a golden body of twelve tribulations, and Dongchang did not kill him at will. If he had just been an ordinary drunkard, he would have died by the sword long ago...

"Did such a big shot come to Tanyun City because of Shang Xiuyu and his group of rebels?" A thought arose in Yin Changzhi's heart.