Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

On the other side, those Mahayana masters have arrived at the palace of the Fakong Dynasty.

Every one of them has scars on their bodies. The injuries they suffered during the war have not fully healed yet.

"What's going on? Why are only a few of you back? Where are the others?"

"Your Majesty, everyone else has died in Liuli Sect."

"How could it be? There are so many masters in the Mahayana period, and you are all the mainstay of our Fakong Dynasty."

Facing the questions from the Emperor of the Fakong Dynasty, several people kept shrinking back.

"Your Majesty, it is indeed true. The elders of the Liuli Sect are indeed very powerful. Most of us have been killed by those elders. The Supreme Elder of the Liuli Sect has reached the sixth level of the Tribulation Stage or above. strength."

"If it hadn't been for His Majesty the Qiu Long Dynasty's great help, I'm afraid we would have been dead by now."

Hearing this, the emperor of the Fakong Dynasty frowned: "Is that old ghost Situ Wugou? Didn't you say that he has disappeared? Or is the news wrong?"

At this time, one of the dozen masters in the adult stage suddenly said.

"Your Majesty, we were all fooled by Zhang Yifeng's boy."

"What, how is that possible?"

"Your Majesty, it's true. That boy and Situ Wugou seem to have known each other for a long time. Situ Wugou treats that boy with great respect. He even plans to give the dynasty to that boy and change the dynasty to Weiwo City. Now, I'm afraid There is only Weiwo City, not the Qiulong Dynasty."

"What! That kid took over the Qiulong Dynasty?" The emperor of the Fakong Dynasty was almost vomiting blood from anger at this moment, "How can this be unreasonable? How can it be unreasonable!"

"This boy is so brave. He actually dares to play tricks on me. Although he helped Zhongzhou solve a big problem, it doesn't change the fact that he deceived me."

Thinking of what Zhang Yifeng said to himself when he first came to the palace, the emperor of the French dynasty wanted to cut Zhang Yifeng into pieces.

Zhang Yifeng had said before that he wanted their Fakong Dynasty to rule the entire Zhongzhou and become the largest dynasty in Zhongzhou.

It can be seen that not only has the promise not been fulfilled, the other party has actually inherited the Qiulong Dynasty. This simply means that they do not take their Fakong Dynasty seriously.

"I'm asking you now. You have to answer honestly. How many masters of the Tribulation Stage will participate in the war this time?"

Several people looked at each other, and then said categorically in unison: "Reporting to Your Majesty, a total of six people appeared this time, but in the end only the Supreme Elder of Liuli Sect died, and everyone else was fine."

Six strong men in the tribulation period.

Looking at their entire Fakong Dynasty, there are only two strong men in the Tribulation Stage. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yifeng only went to pick up a Liuli Sect and gathered five strong men in the Tribulation Stage.

This made the emperor of the Fakong Dynasty feel a little uneasy. He sat down on the dragon throne with a look of disappointment on his face.

"It's over, it's over. It seems that our dynasty will fall sooner or later."

"Your Majesty, please don't panic. Each of these strong men in the tribulation period is seriously injured, and the strength of the major sects in Zhongzhou has been greatly reduced at this moment. Although the backbone is still there, there is no support from ordinary disciples at all."

"Why don't your Majesty take this opportunity to attack him, and we will be able to capture Weiwei City in one fell swoop."

Hearing these words, the emperor of the Fakong Dynasty showed a smile again: "If you take this seriously, what do you think is our chance of winning if we attack this time?"

"By mobilizing all the power of the dynasty, we estimate there is an 80% chance of victory."

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Then go get ready now. You must be quick. The sooner the better."

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Just when the Fakong Dynasty was preparing to attack Weiwo City, Zhang Yifeng also came to the capital of the Fakong Dynasty. He originally wanted to go to the palace.

But after thinking about it, it would be better to go to the auction house first.

In fact, Zhang Yifeng did not mean to play tricks on the emperor of the Fakong Dynasty. He made the Qiulong Dynasty a self-centered city.

In fact, he just wanted to tell the emperor of the Fakong Dynasty that now, there are only two empires left in Zhongzhou.

As for Weiwo City, it is an independent existence. It does not belong to any dynasty, but to the entire Zhongzhou, and it will not be an enemy of any dynasty.

In this way, not only did he fulfill his promise to the emperor of the Fakong Dynasty, but he could also build the city of Weilai. Why not do it.

But before going to the palace, Zhang Yifeng had to go to Wanbao Tower to see how many high-grade spiritual stones he had harvested during this period.

Zhang Yifeng did not change his appearance this time. After all, it had been some time since the end of the Lingshan Secret Realm.

At this moment, in the eyes of others, he is just an ordinary monk.

As soon as they entered the Wanbao Pavilion, Wang Xuening walked up, twisting her body as before.

"This young master, are you coming to Wanbao Tower to send something for auction, or to bid for it?"

When Zhang Yifeng heard this, he smiled: "I'm here to send photos."

"If you are sending the photo, please go to the second floor and wait in line."

This scene and these words are so familiar.

Zhang Yifeng said just like last time: "My treasures are very different. I wonder if I don't have to queue up."

"Of course it's okay. I don't know what the young master wants to send for photography."

"Just some spirits..."

Hearing these words, Wang Xuening was stunned, and then said in surprise: "You...you are Mr. Mo."

Zhang Yifeng laughed loudly: "Haha, what, doesn't it look like it?"

Wang Xuening lowered her head at that time, her cheeks a little rosy.

Zhang Yifeng had been wearing a magic mask before. When she heard Zhang Yifeng's voice, she wanted to know what Zhang Yifeng looked like. Now that she saw Zhang Yifeng's true appearance, she thought he was really handsome and elegant.

I just didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to be so young.

"No...no, young master is joking. Please come with me."

Looking at Wang Xuening's appearance, the corners of Zhang Yifeng's mouth couldn't help but keep rising.

It seemed like he was fine normally, and it was quite enjoyable to tease this girl.

Wang Xuening took Zhang Yifeng directly to the fourth floor, where he still lived in the same room as before.

Because she saw Zhang Yifeng's true appearance, she was inevitably a little embarrassed. After Wang Xuening entered the room, she made tea and poured water. After doing all this, she slowly spoke.

"Master, please wait here. I will call grandpa over right away."

After leaving the room, Wang Xuening leaned against the wall, her heart still beating.

"I didn't expect Mr. Mo to be so handsome. No, no matter what I do, I must get this man."

After saying something lightly, Wang Xuening went to find Wang Dequan.

As soon as Wang Dequan heard that Zhang Yifeng had arrived, he rushed over without stopping.

For Wang Dequan, Zhang Yifeng is the God of Wealth in their Wanbao Building.

When he came to the door, Wang Dequan knocked on the door: "Mr. Mo, I'm here."

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand and the door to the room opened.

When Wang Dequan saw Zhang Yifeng's true appearance, he was also a little surprised: "I didn't expect that the young master is so powerful and possesses so many treasures, but he is actually a young young man."