"The land of Tianfanghui belongs to Brother Mu!"
Zong Shou said lightly that he wanted to kick Tan Jing out.
Mu Fang's eyes suddenly lit up. Tianfang Club's jurisdiction was also on the southeast side, but close to the seaside.
Although the area is small, it is a truly blessed place. Extremely wealthy, raising an army worth millions is not a problem.
Tan Jing was stunned, and a trace of blood overflowed from his lips.
Knowing that Hong Jiuchen had been defeated, there was no way left to protect him.
And once these two people make an agreement, I'm afraid there really will be no place for him to gain a foothold in this Yuanlian world!
There was a vague feeling of fear in his chest. He was not the only one who owned the foundation in Yuanlian Realm. It is the result of the hard work of the entire Tianfanghui.
If it was because of him, all the previous achievements would be wasted and he would be expelled from the world of heaven.
One can imagine what happened to Tan Jing in the end.
Although death is not certain, Tianfang Cultivator will definitely be punished.
The elixirs, spiritual grounds, martial arts secrets, and all other resources used for cultivation will be cut off, making it no different from casual cultivation.
His qualifications are inherently poor, so the possibility of further advancement is tantamount to being cut off.
For the first time, I felt that this decision to join forces with Hong Jiuchen was too anxious.
Being able to become the hegemon of the southeast with a weak country in the Cloud Realm, and finally repelling behemoths like the Dao Sect.
Such a person is truly extraordinary.
But at this point, what's the use of regret
Looking at Zong Shou's condition, it was obvious that he had no intention of talking to him anymore.
He had previously made lies and threats, hoping to join forces to expel this person from Yuanlian Realm. It is only natural that the other party would do the same thing at this time. Nothing to fault.
Then the only one left to fight for is Mu Fang.
Taking a deep breath, Tan Jing tried to calm down.
"Brother Mu! You already know what this monarch is capable of. Brother Hong and I joined forces, but we still ended up in embarrassment. I, Tan Jing and Tian Fang Hui, were expelled from the Yuanlian world. Just because of you, could it be that? Can you resist this person?"
Zong Shou heard this. Just smile and say nothing. For a smart man like Mu Fang, there is no need for him to say anything.
But Mu Fang didn't think much about it, and responded enthusiastically: "If we add the three provinces of Qiluo Kingdom, Mu Fang is willing to help you -"
At this time, even if several people joined forces, they could not do anything to Zong Shou.
Although he and Fu Yue. During this battle, they were just quietly encouraging. Unwilling to do so, I didn't really go all out.
However, now that Hong Jiuchen is on the verge of defeat, even if they join forces with all their strength, they may not be able to do anything to the sect guard.
The outcome of both sides is just a 70-30 draw.
Of course it would be good to win, but to drive Zong Shou out of the Yun Realm, we still have to fight with these people.
And if you lose, you really have nothing.
It would be better now. Take all the southeastern lands!
As Zong Shou said, only by having more strength in hand can we gain the support of the Xuanling Order.
Those sacred places are in Tan Jing's hands. It's better to take it into your own hands.
What good is a wavering ally with ulterior motives
The pain in my heart is like a thorn in my back! After going there, we can fight the enemy with all our strength—
"Can!"
Zong Shou chuckled, Mu Fang was willing to help him. So today's battle. It’s really almost settled!
Tan Jing was stunned for a while after hearing this, and the color drained from her face. And Hong Jiuchen's hands were trembling slightly, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
The last glimmer of hope can only be pinned on the Fuyue Sanren. Today we no longer seek to win, we just seek not to be expelled and to be eliminated completely.
However, given this person’s temperament and his previous words, I’m afraid that they may not be able to live up to their wishes—
"The king's methods really make people cooperate! Wonderful, really wonderful!"
Fuyue laughed loudly, then his expression became slightly condensed, and he said solemnly: "If I, Fuyue, want to send troops to add glory to the cake, I wonder if the monarch is willing to use the land of Brother Hong to repay me Fuyue?"
Zong Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at this person, and then nodded slightly and said: "Your family and mine will be bounded by Luoshui! Brother Dao will occupy the north of Luoshui, and he will lead the south of Luoshui alone!"
Then he glanced at Chahouhu lightly: "Brother Cha is adjacent to Gu and owns twenty-three provinces. Gu wants to exchange the entire Ya Kingdom with Brother Cha. I wonder what Brother Cha would like?"
This is a strategy to protect the king of the East China Sea, Feng Mochen. Only after he has relocated can he protect his wings—
He didn't know why, but among the immortals in the palace, only this one made him truly feel the danger.
I always feel that this person is extremely extraordinary.
Moving to the East China Sea and not bordering him for the time being still gave Mu Fang and Fu Yue a headache.
Na Chahouhu smiled but said nothing. He just raised his wine glass, greeted Zong Shou, and drank it down in one gulp.
A few people actually divided up the entire Yuanlian world in just a few words. He didn't care that Tan Jing, Hong Jiuchen and others were listening in the hall.
The battle for realms is so cruel.
When Tan Hong joined forces to kick them out, he didn't show any politeness to them.
Even the skinny old man stopped eating at this moment. With gloomy eyes, he scanned the hall.
Finally, there was a sudden hey, which shook the hall. Zhi Mu Fang and others felt their ears and eyes ringing, and could no longer speak.
Only then did Hong Jiuchen regain some of his vitality and saluted the old man.
"Old Du has something to say. Can you teach us?"
The skinny old man glanced at him without comment, only smiled coldly.
"Useless things!"
The sound was still like gongs and drums, piercing the eardrums, and then he faced everyone again.
"In the world of Yuanlian, our Jiudu Immortal Dynasty must take it! This is the order of the Holy Emperor in our dynasty, and no violation is allowed!"
Zong Shou smiled when he heard this and touched his lips with the cup.
The Holy Emperor's decree cannot be violated? So what
But I saw a trace of green mist filling the hall.
The expressions of everyone present were slightly condensed and defensive.
"Therefore, I would like to ask you and a few of you to think about this carefully."
The skinny old man spoke with his eyes half-opened and half-closed, but his tone was full of refusal.
"Before that, the promise made by our Jiudu Immortal Court to the two of you is still valid! Those two small worlds remain unchanged—"
Mu Fang frowned when he heard this. His promise remains unchanged
In the past, I would naturally have no choice but to agree, no matter how reluctant I was, that was all I could do.
But now, time has changed and the situation is completely different from a few decades ago.
A small world with only four thousand miles of land, and it was not completely owned by Mu Fang, how could he be willing to accept it
By swallowing Tan Jing's land, what he will gain today will only be more.
Then Fu Yue directly sneered: "You Jiudu Immortal Court, you are so generous! This calculation is also good. It's a pity that I, Fu Yue, really don't like it-"
"But I can't help you wait!"
The skinny old man smiled and didn't care: "I don't know if Taoist friend Fu Yue can be trusted. Will I be able to prevent you from getting out of here today? Or will you die silently and for no reason someday, and others can't find the reason?"
Fu Yue was startled, then became furious, clenching his fists tightly: "You dare?"
"Why don't you dare?"
The Du Lao shook his head: "Do you think that fellow Taoist Fu Yue can still count on Xuan Chen to stand up for you? As for the Ji Jue Holy Emperor, I'm afraid Wu Xia has no worries about this matter! I, the Jiudu Immortal Dynasty, just want to pay more The price is to buy the life of an immortal! Do you think this is true, Fellow Taoist Fuyue?"
Just a faint sentence made Fu Yue's breath suffocate, and even Mu Fang's eyes flickered and hesitated.
Zong Shou listened quietly at the bottom, with a sarcastic smile gradually emerging from the corner of his lips.
"Can't get out of this Wuxin Immortal Palace? Died silently and for no reason?"
Zong Shou thought to himself, and the nameless sword hovered at the cuff of his sleeve.
The meaning of the sword is contained in the body, ready to be unleashed.
"If Gu Bu has not understood it wrong, the meaning of this sentence seems to be a threat? Could it be that fellow Taoist wants to directly intervene in the competition in Yuanlian Realm?"
When the skinny old man heard this, he was also quite interested and glanced at Zong Shou.
"It's not a threat, but so what? What can the monarch do to me?"
After asking a question, the old man shook his head and laughed: "Today, I will teach the king to be good for once! There are rules for this foreign expedition, but it needs to be flexible. For example, this Yuanlian world, I, Jiudu Immortal Court, will definitely win! Even if it is violated If the Xuanling Cult and the Ji Jue Immortal Dynasty are dissatisfied, they can come back to take revenge and fight with our Immortal Court. But if they are unwilling to start a war lightly, it is nothing more than negotiation. , bring out more things. Friends, I wonder if there is anything wrong with what I said?"
Na Mu Fang didn't say anything, but his expression was extremely ugly. When the skinny old man saw this, he smiled coldly, as if he had expected it, and then said: "If your Majesty is not convinced, you can invite someone to come over and argue with the old man. But today, you must follow my wishes!" Why don't we just follow Tan Jing's wishes, let both parties give up, shake hands and make peace—"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a faint voice coming from the lower part of the hall.
"Are you asking someone to argue with you? But there's no need!"
A bolt of sword light suddenly filled the room. The cold shadow suddenly flashed, and the bloody light was so bright that everyone couldn't help but feel like retreating.
And the green mist that filled the palace was wiped away by the red shadow that spread in all directions.
He didn't feel the sharpness of the sword's light, nor did he feel the pressure of the sword's intent. Several people in the hall were all shocked and shocked.
Just because he knew that in the mighty sword shadow, all the meaning of martial arts and all the sharpness had been concentrated on one point, and there would be no leakage.
It’s the killing sword intent!
The skinny old man was even more shocked and angry. He never thought that Zong Shou would actually dare to attack him so brazenly.
Immediately, he had the thought of ridicule, killing swordsmanship, even at the peak of Soul Mirror. How can I do anything to get him
As he thought together, a stream of seven-color mist sprayed out from up and down his body.
He blocked the oncoming sword light, but immediately felt something was wrong.
The sword shadows were not blocked by the seven poisonous barriers at all, as if they had broken time into pieces and passed through it.
Several faint stars also appeared around him, causing his soul-breathing power to completely lose control.
Then with a flick of the sword, the head on his neck was thrown into the air.
When everyone came back to their senses, they saw the skinny old man at the top of the hall. Only his headless body was left, standing on the steps, and there was no sound in his body. (To be continued)RQ