"Get rid of Wen Qingye!"
Chang Xiao took a deep breath, and his mind began to think quickly about how to get rid of this warm night.
Now that the competition is underway, do you want Yin Mo to kill him on the rooftop?
Anyway, Wen Qingye is only a Dan Immortal of the Three Tribulations of Thunder, and getting rid of him will not hinder the major affairs of the clan.
Moreover, the orders sent out by this jade slip must be executed by themselves.
Thinking of this, Chang Xiao said to Yin Mo, who was eager to try: "Yin Mo, take action immediately and kill Wen Qingye on the platform."
"Kill Wen Qingye?"
When Yin Mo heard this, he replied in disbelief: "Third uncle, are you joking?"
Wen Qingye is the Dan Immortal we invited this time, and he is now in charge of the four halls of the Nine Netherworlds, and he has millions of monks under his command."
Chang Xiao replied: "That's right, kill him" Yin Mo shook his head and said, "Give me a reason, otherwise I won't kill him" Chang Xiao frowned, and said: "When you kill him, I will give you another reason, your cultivation is an Infinite Golden Immortal, and you have cultivated the Dao of Great Power to the realm of 'Heavenly Soul', and you are also cultivating the top martial arts of my Black Xuan Clan, are you afraid that you are not Wen Qingye's opponent?"
” "I'm not afraid of Wen Qingye, all in all, if you don't give me a reason, I won't kill him" Yin Mo frowned, and mercilessly refused Chang Qi's request.
Chang Xiao was furious when he saw Yin Mo's refusal, but Yin Mo was a young patriarch, and even if he was a third elder, he was helpless.
We must find a chance to make Wen Qingye disappear!
Chang Xiao was in his heart, and said slowly: "It seems that you can only use Tianyan candles, and use Tianyan candles to burn this Wen Qing night."
Yin Feng on the side didn't know Chang Xiao's thoughts at all, and said: "I just received the news, it seems that Yiran Great Dan Immortal, Wind Hall Lord, Hong Tian Dan Immortal is here, and now he is discussing with the patriarch."
When Chang Xiao heard this, his heart sank, but he didn't show it on his face, and asked lightly: "Why are they here?"
Didn't you say how many days are left?
” Yin Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know about this."
Damn, I hope it won't affect my plan, Chang Yi was extremely gloomy when he heard this, and finally gritted his teeth and planned to continue to carry out his plan.
Yin Mo glanced at Chang Qing in confusion, he didn't know why this Chang Qing suddenly wanted to kill Wen Qingye, in his consciousness, Wen Qingye had no interest in his Black Xuan Clan.
Kill him, and there will be no harm in everything!
You have to be careful, you can't be used by this constant sword.
Thinking of this, Yin Mo gave up the idea of competing with Wen Qingye, maybe there will be a chance in the future.
Wen Qingye withdrew his arm, he didn't pay attention to the violent voices around him at all, but kept thinking about Fang Cai's familiar feeling.
It was as if he had traveled through 10,000 years and returned to his heart again.
It seems to be the magic weapon of the Immortal Monarch!
But what kind of artifact is it?
Wen Qingye couldn't guess for a while.
"Since we have won, we can go," Lin Ke'er looked at the embarrassed Rong Hui and grinned.
Yun Ge said angrily: "This Wen Qingye must have used unsightly means, otherwise how could he be Rong Hui's opponent?"
” Yun Ge's voice reached the ears of the surrounding Black Xuan Clan, and suddenly one stone stirred up a thousand waves.
"Can't let them go, they're cheating" "Yes, let these villains know how powerful I am a genius of the Black Xuan Clan" "Isn't it just a nine-rank golden immortal?
How could my Black Xuan Clan genius be defeated?
There must be something hidden in this."
The surrounding masters of the Black Xuan Clan were furious, obviously very unconvinced, and they were very suspicious of Rong Hui being defeated by Wen Qingye's move.
Rong Hui sighed secretly, only he knew Wen Qingye's strength, he glanced at Yin Mo and found that Yin Mo didn't plan to make a move, what was going on?
He knew that Yin Mo didn't plan to make a move, even if the geniuses of his Black Xuan Clan made a move together, they wouldn't be the opponent of this Wen Qingye.
The hall master of this Cloud Hall is too strong!
Rong Hui opened his mouth and said, "The master of my Black Xuan Clan has always counted when he speaks, and from now on, my Black Xuan Clan will not be embarrassed by you."
When Lin Ke'er heard Rong Hui's words, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Wen Qingye, "Thank you for your help, my name is Lin Ke'er, and my father is" At this time, several disciples from Shanhai Park next to him hurriedly grabbed Lin Ke'er.
Mo Yifang hurriedly stepped forward and said: "For Your Excellency's help, we are very grateful, my name is Mo Yifang, the new core disciple of Shanhai Park, this is my junior sister Lin Keer, this is mine" Wen Qingye heard Mo Fangfang's introduction one by one, and nodded in his heart, the highest cultivation in this is only Mo Fangfang, and he is just a new core disciple.
But why does it seem that they all take good care of the girl named Lin Ke'er?
Who the hell is her father?
Did they really travel to the Black Xuanlin?
Wen Qingye smiled lightly and said, "My name is Wen Qingye, the hall master of the Cloud Hall of the Nine Netherworlds."
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"Wow, it's the hall master!"
When Lin Ke'er heard this, she hurriedly walked to Wen Qingye's side, her big eyes flashed, and she said with admiration: "You are the hall master of the hall at such a young age, you are really powerful, isn't that the king of the state above the hall master?"
” "That's right" Wen Qing nodded, and then pointed to the masters of the Black Xuan Clan around him and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, we might as well find another place first."
Everyone in Shanhai Park nodded when they heard Wen Qingye's words.
"Lord Wen, slow down!"
Just as Wen Qingye, Lin Ke'er and the others walked down the rooftop, an old, deep voice sounded.
Cloud City, in a ruined temple outside the city.
In the shady forests around the ruined temple, a few birds occasionally pass by.
The statues inside the broken temple have been damaged, and there is a Jinjia Mountain God on the hall, a judge on both sides, a little ghost, and nothing else.
Fang Xin and Fang Xiaoxiao sat under the Jinjia Mountain God, while the other women were far away and seemed to be resting.
Fang Xiaoxiao held a string of sugar gourds in her hand, stretched out her clove tongue and licked it, and said, "Sister, are you really sure?"
I always feel that Wen Qingye doesn't look like an emperor, without a bit of royal atmosphere" Fang Xin thought of Wen Qingye's appearance, his expression, and said slowly: "It should be eight or nine years old, this Wen Qingye dragon is not once or twice, and every time the strength of the dragon is skyrocketing, he is very likely to be the dragon son born by the Demon Emperor in the human race and the human race woman back then."
"Only the royal family of my demon clan can rise so quickly, it must be because the dragon bloodline in his body is constantly awakening."
Back then, that is, the current Demon Emperor traveled in the human race, and the dragon clan was merry and merciful everywhere, so he staged a moving story with many women of the human race.
However, the probability of giving birth to the dragon clan was already very low, so although he had affairs with many women, the Demon Emperor, who was the emperor's son back then, did not leave his own bloodline.