It is thousands of miles away from Zhuquan Peak.

There is a city of considerable size, and in this city, it is full of people and it is very lively.

There are almost no safe places in places like the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, but there are some exceptions to this.

A city of this size can allow people to enter it to replenish, exchange information, etc., without worrying that there will be a demonic beast attacking, because there is a saint-level powerhouse here!

Anyone who enters the city only needs to pay a certain amount of spirit stones to obtain temporary shelter.

In the very center of the city, a magnificent hall stands like a fierce beast.

At this time, in this hall, there was a burly figure standing in it.

This figure was a man who looked to be about forty years old, his face was extremely clear, his lips were like blades, revealing a cold fierceness, and between his eyes, there was an arrogance that was difficult to hide.

This person is the lord of this thousands of miles, the patron of the city...... Zhao Xuetu!

Able to dominate the Ten Thousand Miles Region, Zhao Xuetu is a genuine saint-level powerhouse, and under his command, there are even a number of honorable-level powerhouses, although this kind of strength is not very conspicuous if it is placed on the Ten Thousand Races Continent, but in the entire Ten Thousand Races War Domain, he has a very high reputation.

Saint level, in this region, is almost an invincible existence!

This kind of saint-level powerhouse who has lived in the battle domain of all races for a long time, even if it is the top races, has to pay attention to it, and even treat it with courtesy.

After all, if they had a stalemate, the young people who had come in and trained by the major races would most likely become the targets of their hunting.

Even if the top races were extremely confident in the genius young men in their own race, it would definitely not be a wise choice if they were to rely on the power of the Honorable Rank to fight against these Saint-level powerhouses who had been mixed in the Ten Thousand Races War Domain for dozens or even hundreds of years.

However, fortunately, these saint-level powerhouses also have self-knowledge, and they know that although in this, the saint-level status is almost supreme, but if those top races are forced too far, the latter also has the means to deal with them.

Tearing through the space and forcibly sending the saint-level powerhouse into the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, although this is a bit difficult for the strongest, it is not impossible!

Moreover, in the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, the vast majority of saint-level powerhouses have received the blessings of certain forces before they can break through.

From another point of view, these saint-level powerhouses can be regarded as thugs cultivated by those top races!

Zhao Xuetu's palm was lightly rested on the table and chair next to him, and what was surprising was that at this time, he was just sitting on the first place on the side of the main hall.

And above the seat in the center of the main hall, there is a petite figure. If Qin Yichen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him.

This person was a woman from the Yunling clan that he had met when he first entered the Ten Thousand Clans War Domain...... Yun Jun and Yun Lan stood behind him.

Three extremely young looking women sat at the top of this hall, and the famous Zhao Xuetu didn't seem to be the slightest bit dissatisfied.

"Zhao Xuetu, didn't you hear the Yun Ling message?"

Above the first place, Yun Jun's somewhat cold voice sounded faintly, in the face of this saint-level powerhouse, she didn't seem to have a trace of jealousy, some, just a kind of coldness high above.

Zhao received it, but there were a lot of trivial matters during this time, and he couldn't reply to Senior Sister Yunjun in time, and he hoped to forgive him. ”

Zhao Xuetu lowered his posture and said with a dry smile. However, between his sharp eyebrows, there was no apology.

"There is still a month to go, Zhao Xuetu, I don't care how many things you have, if you don't come over within half a month, I will give up this place for you. ”

Yun Jundai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with the latter's title, and said in a rather unhappy tone.

"Definitely, definitely, I will not forget the great kindness of the nobles, and when the time comes, Zhao will definitely be a pawn for the Yunling clan!"

Zhao Xuetu arched his hand and replied loudly, that look, if he was a person with less experience, he would really be moved by his sincerity.

The two women behind Yun Jun also nodded slightly with satisfaction, but Yun Jun's face was not shocked, just a pair of glass-like eyes staring at Zhao Xuetu tightly, as if they wanted to penetrate the latter's mind.

"City Lord!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps from outside the main hall, and an anxious voice also sounded.

"Come in. ”

Zhao Xuetu frowned slightly, he knew that the people under him were not stupid enough to dare to disturb him, and besides, the person who came was also his confidant, and he must have something big to do when he came to find him at this time.

"Castle Lord......"

As Zhao Xuetu's voice fell, a middle-aged man in a strong suit walked in briskly from the outside, and he was originally going to speak, but when he saw the women above the first place, he paused slightly, and did not say it directly.

"This is the Yun Jun of the Yun Ling clan, blood separation, what is the matter to say directly. ”

Zhao Xuewei waved his hand and gestured.

"City Lord, the soul lamp of the bloody hand Zhao Bloody Weeping...... Extinguished!"

After a pause, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"What did you say!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xuetu's face suddenly became gloomy, and the tables and chairs under his hands were instantly shocked into powder, and a terrifying aura rippled out from his body, enveloping the entire hall in it.

Under this breath, the man who was called Xueli turned pale, and Yunyin Yunlan, who was originally smiling, felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Zhao Xuetu!"

Yun Jundai frowned and shouted coldly.

The momentum of a saint-level powerhouse, even if it is only inadvertently revealed, is not something that Yunyin and Yun Lan, two women who are just high-level women, can withstand.

"I'm sorry!"

It seemed that under Yun Jun's low drink, Zhao Xuetu Fang came back to his senses, he cleaned up his body and mind slightly, and the aura shrouded in the hall slowly dissipated.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Yunjun, I originally planned to go with you, but you also saw it, Bloody Weeping is my younger brother, please give me a few more days, I'm done dealing with it, come right away!"

Zhao Xuetu stood up, arched his hand at Yun Jun, and said apologetically.

Then, Zhao Xuetu glanced at Xueli and walked quickly towards the outside of the main hall.

"Who is so bold that even his brother dares to kill?"

After Zhao Xuetu left, Yun Lan sighed with some palpitations.

"Well, Senior Sister Jun said, let alone his younger brother, even us, if we don't pay attention, we may be plotted. ”

Yun Yin stuck out her tongue on the side, but she was not naughty, but said obediently.

"Let's go, let's go back. ”

Yun Jun, who was in front of them, did not continue the topic, as if he was thinking about it, he said lightly, and then walked outside.