The cultivator who had spoken earlier looked at Long Kun and said in a deep voice, "Brother, what should we do now?"
The lineage of King Zhendong obtained the Dragon Martial Talisman, but they could do nothing and could only watch the other party get the opportunity. He was extremely unwilling in his heart.
“We are powerless to do anything about the Dragon Martial Talisman. Once it is in the hands of the Zhendong King’s lineage, it will definitely be closely guarded. We don’t even know who has it, let alone seize it, unless we keep all the practitioners from the Zhendong King’s lineage who entered the Martial Tomb.” Long Kun said slowly.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but smile bitterly and nodded. They wanted to keep all the cultivators of the Zhendong King lineage who entered the Wu Tomb. The cultivators of the Dongyang Marquis lineage might not have the strength to do so. Even if they won in the end, it would definitely be a miserable victory and not worth it at all.
“Although we can’t do anything about Long Wu Fu, we can’t keep Long Qi.” Long Kun said coldly.
Yang Qi repeatedly sabotaged the actions of the Dongyang Marquis lineage and helped the Zhendong King lineage. One can imagine the hatred in Long Kun's heart. If it weren't for Yang Qi, the Zhendong King lineage would have missed a lot of opportunities.
"The team that Long Qi belongs to is quite strong, and he himself is good at the soul and is not afraid of being besieged. With the strength of our team, I'm afraid..." said the cultivator who spoke earlier with a wry smile.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to admit that it was impossible for their team to kill Yang Qi. He had this self-awareness.
Long Kun's face looked a little ugly, but he did not refute his companion's words, because he knew that what the other party said was true and their team did not have such strength.
"I will report this matter to the prince immediately and ask him to send someone to assist us. In addition..." Having said this, Long Kun paused before continuing, "We also need to make use of the Marquis of Pingnan. Since they want to join forces with us, they must show sincerity."
The cultivators from the lineage of Marquis Dongyang and the lineage of Marquis Pingnan who entered the Martial Tomb have decided to join forces. The lineage of Marquis Dongyang will help the lineage of Marquis Pingnan to kill Long Su, while the lineage of Marquis Pingnan will help to disrupt the actions of the lineage of King Zhendong.
With the strength of the Dongyang Marquis lineage, it would be too easy to deal with a team of eight-star Martial Emperor-level practitioners. However, Long Kun did not intend to just rely on the practitioners of the Dongyang Marquis lineage. Instead, he decided to drag the Pingnan Marquis lineage into the water. Only in this way could he tie the Pingnan Marquis' direct lineage firmly to his own boat.
Long Kun did not hesitate and immediately sent a message to contact his own prince, and at the same time contacted Long Ao and his group.
Deep in the Blood Demon Sea, a team of eight people stopped. Leading them was a man in brocade clothes. This man's strength had already reached the level of a nine-star Martial Emperor.
Checking the contents of the message token, the man in brocade clothes frowned and muttered to himself, "Does the Dongyang Marquis want us to join the war?"
“I’m afraid they don’t just want us to join the battle, but also want us to go into the water.” The man in brocade clothes smiled coldly.
As a young master of the lineage of Marquis Pingnan, the man in brocade clothes not only has considerable talent and potential, but is also good at family affairs and strategies. He can know the plans of the lineage of Marquis Dongyang with just a slight thought.
The man in brocade clothes focused his eyes and made a decision in an instant, "Since we have decided to join forces, we can't not contribute. Let's send an eight-star martial emperor level team."
A team of eight-star Martial Emperor-level practitioners, cooperating with Long Ao and his group, plus the practitioners sent by the Dongyang lineage, could easily deal with a small team of six.
When the Prince of Pingnan Marquis made the decision, Long Kun also received a message from the Prince of Dongyang Marquis, who sent a team of eight-star Martial Emperor-level practitioners to cooperate with them.
After receiving Long Ao's message, Long Kun's eyes narrowed and he said with a cold smile, "There are four teams, more than 20 practitioners, and more than three quarters of them are eight-star martial emperors. I want to see if your soul skills are really that powerful."
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Yang Qi didn't know yet that in order to deal with him, the lineage of Dongyang Marquis and the direct lineage of Pingnan Marquis had already begun to take action. However, even if he knew, he would not care too much. After all, he didn't take the two sides seriously yet.
After waiting at the spot for nearly two hours, several powerful auras suddenly appeared in Yang Qi's perception range. Each of these powerful auras had reached the level of a nine-star Martial Emperor.
"Six Nine-Star Martial Emperors?" Yang Qi was slightly stunned. If he had not clearly sensed the six powerful auras flying towards them, he would have doubted whether this group of practitioners were just passing by.
After all, it was just a batch of low- to mid-level Martial Emperor-level demon blood, and they could just send a team of high-level Martial Emperors, but all the people who came were Nine-Star Martial Emperors, which was a bit of an overreaction.
At this moment, Long Xiao, who had recovered, suddenly said, "Our people are here."
“Brother Long Xiao, are all your clansmen Nine-Star Martial Emperors?” Yang Qi looked at Long Xiao in front of him and said.
Upon hearing this, Long Xiao quickly explained, "The one who came this time is Long Bo, the prince of our Zhendong King lineage."
I see!
After hearing Long Xiao's explanation, Yang Qi also understood why all the practitioners who came here were at the Nine-Star Martial Emperor level, because this was the team of the prince of the Zhendong King's lineage.
Whoosh~ Whoosh~
A series of figures flew over from a distance. In the blink of an eye, six figures appeared in front of Yang Qi and others. Leading the group was an elegant man in a gray-black robe.
The elegant man's eyes fell on Yang Qi, and he smiled slightly and said, "This must be Brother Long Qi, my name is Long Bo."
"Brother Longbo." Yang Qi bowed slightly.
Long Amber moved his hand, and a storage ring turned into a stream of light and fell into Yang Qi's hand. He immediately said, "Brother Long Qi, this is the low- to mid-level Martial Emperor-level magic blood you need."
“The quantity is fine.”
Yang Qi checked and found that there were 100 bottles of magic blood of low and middle level Martial Emperor, which was the same as what both parties had agreed before.
Long Amber looked at Yang Qi and said slowly, "As for the high-level Martial Emperor-level devil blood, we can't get it out for now. It may take about half a month."
"It's okay." Yang Qi said with a calm smile.
The lineage of King Zhendong was able to gather the magic blood of the middle and low-level Martial Emperor within a few days, and the prince Long Bo personally came to hand it over to him, which shows the importance the other party attached to this transaction. Yang Qi was not worried that the lineage of King Zhendong would go back on his word and make a profit.
Hearing this, Longbo said with emotion, "Brother Longqi is very righteous."
Long Bo was very grateful for Yang Qi's trust, which was a trust that many branches that were on good terms with their Zhendong King lineage could not achieve.
"I came here this time, firstly to deliver some of the treasures in the transaction to Brother Long Qi, and secondly, I wanted to see Brother Long Qi in person to express my gratitude." Having said this, Long Amber bowed slightly to Yang Qi and said, "Thank you, Brother Long Qi." (To be continued)