The old lion king couldn't wait to kill him, knowing that he would agree to Han Yu's request from the beginning. Now, Han Yu is confident, and he really has no bargaining chip.
The old lion king thought for a while, and said, "The people from Ziyu Palace and Jinzhong are still waiting for you outside. It is very difficult for you to leave. But I have a way to let you safely break out of their encirclement."
Han Yu shook his head and said, "Don't worry about me now, the punishment is coming, I don't believe they dare to touch me."
The old lion king didn't give up and said, "But what about after the punishment?"
Han Yu's eyes turned cold and he hummed, "You don't have to worry about it."
No one ever dared to talk to the old lion king like this, but now the old lion king is so angry, he can only endure it. Asked: "Friend, how can you let go of the madman?"
The old lion king tried his best to calm down his tone, he was really afraid that Han Yu would stay in Phoenix Mountain and not leave. It has already thought about it, no matter what conditions Han Yu proposes, it will try its best to agree, and quickly send this god of plague away.
Han Yu said: "As long as you tell me what is buried under Phoenix Mountain, I will return the little bloody lion to you and leave!"
"This..." The old lion king's face changed drastically, he glanced in the direction of the main peak of Phoenix Mountain, his eyes showed a strong color of fear, and said: "Friend, I can't answer you this question, even if you want to kill Xiao Kuang, I will I don't know how to answer you."
Han Yu frowned. Phoenix Mountain is really not easy. When the mad lion king talked about it before, he was apprehensive. He didn't expect the old lion king, the overlord of Phoenix Mountain, to be the same.
"Is there a phoenix skeleton buried underneath?" Han Yu stared into the eyes of the old lion king.
In the eyes of the old lion king, there was a thick color of fear, his body trembled, he kept backing and shaking his head, saying: "I don't know what you are talking about, you have to leave quickly, we will not Stop you. Of course, if you decide to destroy Phoenix Mountain, then we have to fight to the death!"
For the sake of the old lion king, what else could Han Yu ask? He brought up the little bloody mad lion and threw it out, saying, "I hope you will keep your promise."
The old lion king was overjoyed and said, "My friend, don't worry, I'll keep my word. From now on, not only will the monsters in Phoenix Mountain no longer embarrass you, you are still our most respected friend."
After the old lion king said goodbye to Han Yu, he left with the mighty beasts of Phoenix Mountain.
Han Yu was also slightly relieved to relieve the trouble of Phoenix Mountain. Motivated the killing formation in the valley, hid his Qiankun bag in the formation, and then left the big formation.
"I guess the people from Ziyu Palace and Jin Zhongjiao can't wait, right?" Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and he rose into the sky and rushed to the south.
Outside the Phoenix Mountain, people from several sects really couldn't wait, especially the people from Ziyu Palace and the Golden Bell Cult.
Although people from all sects suffered heavy losses, countless casualties, and some were wiped out. But Ziyu Palace and Jin Zhongjiao were the most angry, because their people were not killed when they were competing for the nirvana fruit, but were killed by two loose cultivators.
After getting the news, the people from the two major sects stayed outside, waiting for the two to come out and kill them. But in the blink of an eye, more than 20 days passed, and the two seemed to have disappeared. If they hadn't gotten the exact news and neither of them had died, they would have thought that the two of them died in Phoenix Mountain.
The people from Ziyu Palace and Jin Zhongjiao negotiated with the old lion king many times, hoping to send someone in, but they were all rejected by the old lion king and could only sit outside and wait.
The masters of the two sects were killed by two loose cultivators, which caused quite a stir, but what made the outsiders and demons unable to calm down the most was that the masters of Phoenix Mountain actually participated in the competition for the nirvana fruit.
This incident almost aroused outside forces to join forces to enter and level the Phoenix Mountain. In the end, the old lion king gave a reasonable explanation and strongly deterred the outside forces, which saved a catastrophe.
This time, it is undoubtedly a heavy loss for the external forces, and what makes them unacceptable is that in the end, who stole the fruit of nirvana, there is still no conclusion.
The masters of many sects and loose cultivators stayed outside the Phoenix Mountain for many days, hoping to see the two ruthless men who swept the masters of the Golden Bell Cult and the Ziyu Palace. But the two of them disappeared for a long time, everyone couldn't wait any longer, and gradually left one after another. For most people, the matter of Nirvana has come to an end.
But the people from Ziyu Palace and Jin Zhongjiao would not give up. Not only did the people present not leave, but they also sent many more experts to patrol around Phoenix Mountain constantly, not giving Han Yu and Sun Dabao any chance to escape.
One day, when the sun was about to set in the west mountain, a man in black suddenly walked out slowly from the Phoenix Mountain.
This person was dressed in black and wore a mask, so that people could not see his appearance, but the people from Ziyu Palace and Jin Zhongjiao recognized it at a glance. This was the murderer they had been waiting for for a long time.
"Have you finally come out?" Jin Zhong taught a middle-aged man, brows raised, killing intent surged in his eyes.
The Golden Bell Cult suffered a bigger loss than the Ziyu Palace. You must know that Dong Xuanwu is the leader of the younger generation and the future successor of the Golden Bell Cult. For the Golden Bell Cult, he has an extraordinary position.
"I want this person from the Golden Bell Sect, I hope you don't rob us." The leader of the Golden Bell Sect looked at the leader of the Ziyu Palace and said domineeringly.
While speaking, the aura on his body swept out, and the strength of the seventh-level King Wu was undoubtedly revealed. This person is an elder of the Golden Bell Cult, and he is a well-known existence even among the first-class sects. This time, the leader of the Golden Bell Cult is furious, so even if he is chasing someone who is not at the realm of King Wu, he still sends such a master.
"Elder Mo, this person can be given to you, but the other person please give me Ziyu Palace!" The old man of Ziyu Palace responded. His cultivation was much weaker than the old man of the Golden Bell Cult, and he did not dare to compete with the Golden Bell Cult.
"It's easy to say." Elder Mo responded with satisfaction. Han Yu is Jin Zhongjiao's biggest enemy, and as for Sun Dabao, it doesn't hurt to give it to Ziyu Palace.
As for Ziyu Palace, they couldn't rob Jin Zhongjiao, and their biggest enemy was Sun Dabao, so they didn't participate in the fight for Han Yu.
Although Han Yu was not close to the two old men, the words of the two fell into his ears, and he couldn't help laughing secretly. After walking a hundred meters away from Phoenix Mountain, Han Yu stopped, with his hands behind his back, he lightly glanced at the people in the Golden Bell Sect and Ziyu Palace.
At this time, all the people from Jin Zhongjiao and Ziyu Palace gathered here, and each sect had as many as a hundred people. Behind the people from the two major sects, on the mountain far away, some people could be seen standing and watching, not sure if they were watching the fun or waiting for Han Yu.
After all, after all, Han Yu's enemies are not limited to Ziyu Palace and Jin Zhongjiao. However, no matter how many enemies Han Yu has now, the more they come, the better.