Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Youming Xuanyi really wanted to search his soul memory to see if what he said was true or false, but the two of them were in the same realm, so he couldn't search Tian Mie's soul.

The words Tang Yu brought indeed brought great temptation and many threats to You Ming Xuanyi.

It would be too much trouble for someone like Tang Yu to assassinate him, because he has huge influence. As long as he targets Netherworld Palace, there will be countless people in the world who are willing to serve as his pawns.

It's just that the conditional reward given by the employer is too generous, an artifact!

The temptation was also great. He thought that the assassination would fail, but he never thought that his people would be captured alive and their base camp would be exposed.

But now the conditions Tang Yu gave him were more attractive than a magical weapon. He cooperated with the Jiutian Chamber of Commerce and provided magical pills to help him kill the Nether Old Man.

These conditions cannot be compared with an artifact.

"Shenji, what do you think?" Youming Xuanyi asked the woman beside him.

Shenji Killing God said in a deep voice: "It seems that this Alchemy God is also jealous of us. He is afraid that we will continue to assassinate him, so he gave such a big condition."

Youming Xuanyi sneered and said: "A person like him has gained both fame and fortune. What he fears most is death. The conditions he proposed are also irresistible to us. In this case, let's arrange for someone to talk to him."

Youming Xuanyi looked at Tian Mie and said in a cold voice: "I will spare your life. You can also bring me a letter and give it to Tang Yu when you go back. We agree to meet with his people to discuss cooperation."

"Yes." Tian Mie breathed a sigh of relief and secretly walked through the gate of hell for a while.

Soon after, he returned to the Jiutian Chamber of Commerce and brought Youming Xuanyi's letter to Xiang Chen.

In the Jiutian Building, Xiang Chen looked at the letter, and the old man Netherworld was also beside him.

Xiang Chen sneered and said: "Old ghost, your great son has taken the bait. As long as he bites the hook, he will be close to death. You don't mind, right?"

The old man Netherworld said with a cold expression: "What do I mind? I can't wait to kill this scoundrel with my own hands!"

Xiang Chen looked at the murderous resentment on his face and sighed: "What a loving father and filial son, great!"

The letter stated the location of the meeting and some requirements.

The meeting place between the two parties was in a small fairy city, not within the sphere of influence of the Jiutian Chamber of Commerce, but in an ordinary restaurant.

Xiang Chen took Old Man Netherworld, Zi Mo Ji, and Bai Jing to the restaurant where the two parties were meeting. He had already sent people to investigate in advance, and there was no ambush. Moreover, the people who went there were all Yuan Shen species condensed. 's clone.

The other party is probably the same, and he will not put himself in danger.

I arrived at this restaurant in the afternoon and the other party had already reserved a private room. When Xiang Chen and others entered, the other party had already arrived.

You Ming Xuan Yi, the God of Shen Ji Killing, and a middle-aged man with an ugly face were sitting in the box. When he saw a few people coming, You Ming Xuan Yi smiled and said: "God Tang Yu Dan, I'm glad to meet you. I'm only here at the statue of Dharma." I have witnessed the elegance of Tang Yu Dan God, but I didn’t expect to be able to see it in person today, hey, the Formation God is here too.”

Youming Xuanyi said very enthusiastically in the past, and there was no trace of him being the leader of a killer force.

"You must be the Lord of Netherworld Palace. I have heard his name for a long time and met him for the first time. I am glad to meet him."

Xiang Chen shook my hand with the other party. Both of them knew about this handshake. They were just remote-controlled clones of each other.

"Array God, Master Alchemy God, please take a seat. Haha, it is a bit shabby to entertain two peerless figures who are famous in the Nine Heavens in a place like this."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter where you eat or what you eat. What matters is who you meet."

The two exchanged a few words, as if they were old friends meeting each other. There was no smell of gunpowder at all, as if the previous assassination did not exist at all.

The two sides sat down, Bai Jing was cold and silent, while Zi Moji looked even more aloof.

As for the Nether Old Man disguised as a rickety old man, one has to admire his disguised acting skills and psychological quality. Seeing his filial son is like seeing a stranger.

Xiang Chen got straight to the point and said: "Master Netherworld Palace, you must also know about the old palace master of the previous generation. Our Jiutian Chamber of Commerce also paid attention to the Situ family and Xiang Chen, and only then did we know this shocking secret. Who would have thought of the Netherworld Palace of the previous generation?" Was the old palace master sealed in the Situ clan, or was he killed by his own son and the other party?"

Youming Xuanyi's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "I'm also very surprised. This matter is a secret. Not many people in the Situ family and Youming Palace know about it. How did President Tang Yu know about it?"

Xiang Chen smiled faintly, took out the Fatian Mirror, clicked on a page, and a light screen popped up, which was a user's post.

The username is Netherworld Killing God!

In the article he posted, he told the story of how he was harmed by his son and the Situ family.

Youming Xuanyi's face was gloomy, they didn't know about this post yet.

Xiang Chen, who was disguised as Tang Yu, poured a glass of wine and said with a smile: "It should be that the old man of the Netherworld Killing God came out to retaliate against the Situ family and you. However, the news did not spread too much because we were Locked down.”

"If what Senior Netherworld said is true, then he will definitely go back to take revenge on you. How can you stop him?"

You Mingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Tang Yu, and said: "Then Tang Yu Alchemy God wants to know who asked us to assassinate you?"

Xiang Chen smiled and said: "Needless to say, I also know that Tianlianxian Sect, after all, I, the Alchemy God, have a great influence on them."

You Mingxuan said: "As for our Nether Palace, when it comes to making money and doing business, we are a million miles away from the Jiutian Chamber of Commerce. However, in our assassination business, we say we are second in Jiutian, and no one admits that we are first."

Before he finished speaking, his meaning was self-evident. If we hold on to you, we will definitely kill you.

Xiang Chen nodded in denial, raised his glass and said, "So we have the need to cooperate, what do you think?"

"Yes." The two of them laughed and clinked their glasses. Xiang Chen drank it all in one gulp, put down the glass and said, "I asked Brother Bai Jing to help you lay out the divine formation and ambush the old man Netherworld. As long as he comes back, he will be captured. And you also promised me to kill the person who put a reward on my life."

Youming Xuanyi frowned, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said: "Tang Yudan God, you also know that the one who wants to kill you is the Tianlian Immortal Sect. We don't want to offend the Tianlian Immortal Sect to death. Let's do this. Except for the top superpowers such as the Tianlian Immortal Sect, Senior figures, we will help you with assassination missions of any other force for free, what do you think? The most important thing is that we can also guarantee your safety."

Xiang Chen looked like he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded and said: "Happy cooperation."

Youming Xuanyi laughed, stood up, shook hands with Xiang Chen, and said they were happy to cooperate.

Cooperating with Netherworld Palace is like seeking skin from a tiger, but working with Xiang Chen is like dancing on the edge of a knife.