"Miss Zhao's mouth is still as sharp as ever. The middle-aged elegant man in the lead spoke.

Zhao Ziling looked at the middle-aged elegant man, chuckled disdainfully, and said, "Okay, what are you pretending to be?" If you are angry, you will get angry, if you can't get used to me, you will scold me, if you really can't do it, you will beat me, who are you pretending to be like this?"

"Little girl, do you know who you're talking to?"

The middle-aged elegant man didn't speak, but a person behind him stood up, this person's exposed skin was all dark purple, and the skin was densely covered with flesh tattoos, which looked very disgusting.

Glancing at the man lightly, Zhao Ziling said, "Yo yo, did I say you? Look at your damaged appearance, you look purple and not slippery, and they are all pleats." Come, come, tell my aunt and grandmother, who are you?"

"I ......"

The man was about to speak, but he only said one word, and was directly interrupted by Zhao Ziling.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, I'm not interested in knowing my aunt. I guess you're the guy named Zhang Wei, a fool who didn't know where to fool you, and it doesn't make sense to know your name, anyway, none of you want to leave today.

Zhao Ziling's tone was still very calm at first, but in the end, it became colder and colder, full of anger and killing intent. Last time, they let these people run away, this time they surrounded and suppressed the demon clan and snatched back Lingshan, this group of people appeared again, and their intentions can be known without guessing.

The middle-aged elegant man gently pressed his hand to stop the purple-skinned person who was about to get angry, and said softly to Zhao Ziling: "Miss Zhao, don't be angry, we only have one question we want to ask this time, not to help the demon clan here." ”

"I don't care if you are Zhang Wei or Zhang Bairen, or even if you are the legendary Lord of the Three Realms, it doesn't matter, now that you withdraw immediately, we can not investigate the reason why you are here. ”

Zhao Jun stepped forward and said to the middle-aged elegant man, this person's strength is very strong, and his spiritual power is also very weird. The level of spiritual power is obviously inferior to those of his emperor-level inheritors, but he has an inexplicable power blessing, which allows him to fight with him on an equal footing and not fall behind.

At this point in time, Zhao Jun didn't want to make any extraneous branches, and it was the most important thing to solve the weasel clan in Fufeng Mountain, as for these people, they would settle accounts with them when they found time.

"General Zhao, I still need to answer one of my questions, and we will leave immediately. ”

"What's the problem?" Zhao Jun frowned.

This time, it was the turn of the middle-aged elegant man to be silent, silent for a while, and finally spoke: "Sacrifice." ”

In just two words, the faces of Zhao Jun, Lin Xue, and Zhao Ziling changed greatly.

"You stole the scroll!"

The spiritual power in Zhao Jun's body was running rapidly, and the blood-colored gas filled his body, forming a pair of blood-colored armor, Zhao Ziling's body was surrounded by purple thunder, and a thunderous condensed battle sword also appeared in his hand.

Lin Xue didn't say anything, but the ice blocks that sealed the heavens and the earth around him became sharp, and the ice picks pointed at the middle-aged elegant man and his party.

"Hand over the scroll!"

Zhao Jun said with murderous intent, the things recorded in the scroll are too amazing, all the gods and demons have to shed blood for it, and for the current Huaguo, the things in the scroll are too contrary to common sense, they cannot be touched, and they are absolutely taboo.

The names of these people in front of them can already explain something, and now that the scroll has fallen into their hands, once they find the 'sacrifice' mentioned in the scroll, then the entire country of China will be in turmoil.

"This scroll originally belonged to our heavenly court, but now it is just a thing returned to its original owner. The middle-aged elegant man looked at the three Zhao Jun who were waiting for him, and said calmly, as if he didn't put the three emperor-level inheritors in his eyes at all.

On the issue of sacrifice, he was also helpless. He also used the special ability of "Incense Fire Shinto" to create a sacrifice, but there seemed to be a will in the dark to prevent the appearance of "sacrifice", which suddenly made him understand that the real sacrifice had appeared, so "Incense Fire Shinto" could not create a 'sacrifice'.

The role of the sacrifice has been clearly recorded in the scroll, and if there is no record, what is recorded in the scroll cannot be realized at all.

This is also the reason why he appeared here and asked Zhao Jun and the others.

The individual is too weak compared to the power of a country, especially on the one hand. He had also asked the man for help, but the man replied to him that since the scroll had been stolen, the search for the sacrifice had fallen into the hands of a very special group of people, who only obeyed Zhao Jun's words, and even he could not order these people.

Except for these special people, anyone else who inquired about the sacrifice would be taken away and disappear completely if they were discovered. So, in the matter of finding the sacrifice, the man could not do anything.

"You should know that the things on the scrolls are taboo in Huaguo, and they are absolutely not allowed to be touched by anyone. ”

The middle-aged elegant man showed a mocking smile: "Can't touch it? Taboo? Hehe, pedantic! In this era, as long as we have absolute strength, what taboo can't be touched, as long as we can realize what is recorded on the scroll, then won't the entire earth and stars, and even the vast universe, the heavens and all the worlds, all surrender to our feet?"

"The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, in short, it is still the same sentence, Huaguo will never allow that kind of thing to appear. ”

"Hehe, it seems that you haven't found the sacrifice either! In that case, let's see who finds the sacrifice first! Since you don't have any news of the sacrifice, then there is no need for us to stay here. By the way, we took a little stuff from Fufeng Mountain, and you won't mind. ”

After the middle-aged elegant man finished speaking, he took out a stick of incense from his arms, lit it instantly, threw it lightly, and inserted it on the ground.

Thick white smoke filled the air, enveloping the middle-aged elegant man and his party.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jun's face changed again, and he shot in an instant, and the blood-colored fist mark appeared, hitting the thick white smoke.

The last time these people disappeared inexplicably in Panlongling, he knew that these people had special means, and at this moment, when he saw the middle-aged elegant man throwing out a stick of incense, he immediately understood what was going on. Because last time, there was also an unburned incense stick on Panlong Ridge, which was exactly the same as this one.

At the same time, Zhao Ziling and Lin Xue also made a move, purple thunder, and ice picks in the sky poured into the white smoke at the same time, but it was too late, which group of people had already disappeared into the white smoke.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Jun made an angry voice, the last time the gang fled, this time they fled again, and this time it was not like last time, this time the gang fled openly in front of their eyes. Lin Xue and Zhao Ziling's faces were not good-looking, these people were simply provoking them in Chiguoguo.

The demon clans present were all looking at everything inexplicably, they didn't know what was going on at all, especially the scrolls and sacrifices they were talking about, which made them even more curious.