Su Tianxiang's words directly caused Emperor Yunxiao to choke on a sip of tea, and the sound of heavy coughing echoed in the hall.

"I'm sorry! Deputy City Lord Su, you don't understand what you said. It doesn't seem that there is any conflict between my sect and the Night Spirit Clan for the time being, right?Why did you find my Qingxia Ancient Sect to find a way for the Night Spirit Clan?"

Because the Night Spirit Clan had rushed to the aid of Emperor Yunxiao's wedding send-off team, the Qingxia Ancient Sect deliberately avoided the territory of the Night Spirit Clan when they swept the surrounding territories these days.

He couldn't figure out why the Eidolin had asked for him.

Hearing this, Su Tianxiang smiled bitterly, her face was full of sadness, and she said:

"His Majesty the Holy King of our clan has died!"

Well?

Di Yunxiao's eyes widened, and he stood up directly with a hula, his expression shocked and full of disbelief.

Isn't the Holy King of the Night Spirit Clan the Extreme Dao Supreme, how could he fall so abruptly, isn't it because the Night Spirit Clan rushed to Qingxia's team, and was angered by other exiled races or the Seven Deadly Sins?

It's just... Even so, what does it have to do with his Qingxia Ancient Sect?

Di Yunxiao didn't answer, and sat back in his seat, but his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Tianxiang and the other Supreme of the Night Spirit Clan glanced at each other, and they all showed disappointed expressions, they had come by trekking through mountains and rivers, naturally it was impossible to simply inform the Holy King that he had died.

"Emperor Zhangjiao, we are here in Qingxia and beg the ancient sect to lend a helping hand and help us expel the clan demons. ”

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Di Yunxiao was still an old god and immovable like a mountain, he gritted his teeth, Su Tianxiang got up and made a big salute.

Seeing this, without waiting for her to bow down, Di Yunxiao held Su Tianxiang's knee up with a false hand.

"Deputy City Lord Su, why is this? My Qingxia Ancient Sect and the Night Spirit Clan are well water and do not interfere with river water, the internal affairs of the nobles, my Qingxia Ancient Sect is reasonable, and I am not qualified to interfere. ”

Emperor Yunxiao took a sip of tea, his gaze resting on the middle venerable of the Night Spirit Clan, and there was a playful look in his eyes.

A Seven Tribulation Shengang Supreme, but he just covered up his own cultivation and pretended to be an ordinary supreme powerhouse who had just stepped on the Shengang Dao, which was really reverie.

With such a strong man, coupled with the Quasi-Extreme Dao level Great Elder Su Yu, even if the Shining Spirit Clan lost the second generation of Saint King, it was unlikely that they would need to seek the help of his Qingxia Ancient Sect.

After all, in the final analysis, the Holy Court where the Twelve Clans and the Qingxia Ancient Sect were located was a blood feud that could not be dissolved.

"Emperor Zhangjiao, it is not our own intention to come here, but the joint decision of the eight elders of my Night Spirit Clan! ”

Su Tianxiang took a deep breath and burst out a sentence that shocked Emperor Yunxiao and the Sanskrit Supreme.

Serve the Qingxia Ancient Sect?

Are you kidding!

The Banished Twelve Clans are the mortal enemies of the Holy Court, and even though the huge power of the Night Spirit Clan is very tempting, even if they are as strong as Emperor Yunxiao, they dare not accept the surrender of the Banished Race in front of the Ten Thousand Realms.

Without him, once the Eidolin is accepted, it will be tantamount to being the enemy of those forces that have fought against the Eidolin for generations.

Although the Qingxia Ancient Sect is strong, it must also conform to the righteousness of the 'people's will', otherwise, the other seven holy places will not mind pouring dirty water on the Qingxia Ancient Sect, so as to knock Qingxia down from the position of the holy land.

"Heh... Heh! It's really a tempting pie, but unfortunately, my Qingxia Ancient Sect's appetite is too small, I'm afraid I can't eat it! Deputy City Lord Su, if there is nothing else, please forgive me for not leaving two of you!"

Serve tea to guests.

Emperor Yunxiao's actions made Su Tianxiang's expression suddenly turn pale, and he was about to speak, but he was stopped by the Night Spirit Clan's middle-aged Venerable behind him.

"Don't be impatient! I had expected that it would be impossible for you and me to accept a reckless surrender that should have been hostile. Let's look at my negotiations with Emperor Wudi!"

The middle-aged Venerable God read the sound and pacified Su Tianxiang.

"Why did the Emperor Sect reject people thousands of miles away like this? Guizong suppressed the Three Great Poles, removed the Shining Spirit Clan from the exile of the Twelve Clans, and shocked the heavens.

With Qingxia Ancient Sect's current status as the Eighth Holy Land, coupled with immortal merits, if it can 'subdue' another exiled race, it should definitely be able to bring Qingxia to a higher level and completely consolidate the prestige of the Holy Land!"

The middle-aged Supreme seemed to ignore the vigilance and jealousy on the face of the Sanskrit Supreme, and opened his mouth leisurely, staring at the thoughtful Emperor Yunxiao with a pair of fierce eyes.

"Your Majesty, who is it? A dignified Seven Tribulation God Gang Supreme, came to my Qingxia Ancient Sect to laugh like this, often saying that he wanted to surrender, it was difficult to be convincing..."

Putting down the jade cup, Di Yunxiao's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the other party's words made his eyes light up, although surrender and acceptance are the same in essence, they represent different meanings.

"Ahem, I know that I can't hide the insight of the Emperor's Sect. The old husband Su Tiandu, Su Tianlin's great-grandfather, is also the head of the Saint King's lineage. ”

"Su Tiandu, the nominal contemporary patriarch of the Night Spirit Clan, is interesting! The two of them have a quarter of an hour to convince the king, and they are very curious about the story of the Night Spirit Clan. ”

Although he has become the supreme head of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, Emperor Yunxiao still likes to act as the regent of the God Dynasty.

With a wave of his hand, he laid down several layers of soundproof barriers, and waited with fun for the previous generation of the Eidolin clan leader to 'tell a story'.

He must not believe the other party's words, but he cannot believe them all!

Hearing the meaning of Emperor Yunxiao's words, Su Tiandu's face was indifferent, and he told the Night Spirit Clan what happened to him one by one.

Two years ago, the Holy King of the Night Spirit Clan successfully gathered the blood of all the creatures of the race, broke the shackles, and saw the light of day.

For the Eidolin, this is an unprecedented event, and tens of thousands of clansmen are celebrating, but the sudden change has made the upper echelons of the Eidolin Clan's face change.

The second-generation Saint King, who was reborn in Su Tianlin's body with his true soul, suddenly summoned the Night Spirit Clan Supreme three days later, and bluntly said that he had been cheated in the first sentence.

Su Tianlin was set up with an extremely secret soul exorcism spell and enslavement spell in his body, if it weren't for his monstrous powers, he would have been enslaved the moment he was reborn in Su Tianlin's body.

Relying on the terrifying cultivation of the Extreme Dao Supreme, the second generation of the Night Spirit Clan's Holy King traced the source of the soul exorcism spell and the enslavement spell, and finally traced the whereabouts of the Spirit God Sect along the vine.

It just so happened that at that time, the strong men of the Spirit God Sect were chasing and killing the strong men of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, and this was the scene where the strong men of the Night Spirit Clan were struggling to kill the Spirit God Sect monks.

It's a pity that although the Demon God Power killed the three major sect masters of the Spirit God Sect, it also forced the Spirit God Sect leader to explode, desperately driving the "Divine Cultivation Technique", which stimulated the evil spell in the body of the Night Spirit Clan's holy king.

One can imagine how miserable the result of the second-generation Saint King of the Night Spirit Clan was.

Even if it is an extreme true soul, in the face of the famous divine art in the fairy world, it still ends up scattered.

(End of chapter)