In the sky of Fengzhou, at this time, there were no other people except for hundreds of holy positions of various races, and at this time they were divided into three camps, each doing their own thing with each other, and there was no intention of transgressing.

However, at this moment, Northern Saint Xiang Xuefeng suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of doubt and solemnity flashed in his eyes, and then he glanced at the Terran Holy Emperor around him, and did not speak, but a rich light flashed around him, and then disappeared in place.

"He's back to the Northern Sacred Pavilion. Xisheng said with a frown. Some doubts: "What is he doing when he goes back to the Northern Holy Pavilion at this time, is there anything more important that can't be done?"

Cang Xingzhou didn't look at Xiang Xuefeng's previous location, but looked at Mo Li of the Night Angel Clan, and he said, "Di Rui, how sure are you of fighting with Blood Moon Xuanyin?"

Di Rui was the leader of the Seven Killing Emperor Family this time, and after listening to Cang Xingzhou's question, he said lightly: "Less than forty percent of the head-on fight, assassination, eighty percent of the certainty!"

"There are no conditions for assassination here, don't look at them sleepy-eyed, but I don't know how nervous the spirit is, once you disappear, it will definitely attract their attention, in this case, even if you are assassinated, are you eighty percent sure?" Cang Xingzhou's voice contained a faint smile.

Di Rui's face did not change in the slightest, and he did not look at Cangxingzhou: "Eighty percent, it will not change!"

Cang Xingzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't focus on this question anymore, what Di Rui said was true or false, sooner or later there would be a day when it would be proven, and now he should care about other things.

Cang Xingzhou stroked his chin with his right hand, and there was a faint murderous intent lingering in his black eyes: "What will your decision be this time?" ”

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The Four Holy Pavilions and the Four Holy Pavilions have a close connection, so as long as they are in the Terran Kyushu, the Four Saints only need one thought to be able to return to their respective Four Holy Pavilions.

Qingzhou in the north, the North Holy Pavilion in the North Holy Mountain!

When Xiang Xuefeng appeared in the North Holy Pavilion, he saw at first glance a figure lying on the sofa as if he regarded this place as his home, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

Just now, Xiang Xuefeng sensed the danger coming from inside the Northern Holy Pavilion, and this danger warned him that if he didn't come back, he would slaughter everyone in the Northern Holy Pavilion.

Xiang Xuefeng didn't dare not come back, because this danger was too terrifying, even if he was now a powerful Saint Emperor and one of the people standing at the top of the world, there was also a pressure.

The Northern Sacred Pavilion is one of the most important institutions of the human race, at this time, most of the emperor's powerhouses have entered the Desolate Heaven Realm, and the remaining forces are very weak, if something happens, it is not just as simple as a dead person, and Dingbei Pass will even be greatly affected, and there will be problems.

Xiang Xuefeng looked at the man on the sofa and frowned: "Who are you?"

The man didn't speak, just stretched out the five pairs of wings behind his back, ten black wings stretched out in the hall, releasing supreme coercion, the feathers were extremely neat, and even had a faint brilliance, it didn't seem to have any lethality, but each feather was comparable to the power of the Destroying Star Armament!

Xiang Xuefeng's face changed slightly, and the cold Yuan Force gradually poured out of his body, and when the frost spread, the temperature of the entire hall dropped instantly, and there were snowflakes floating in every corner.

But there was not a single snowflake around the sofa, and the man was still leisurely drinking red wine in his glass.

Xiang Xuefeng's face became more and more solemn, and when his right hand was stretched out, the snow spear appeared in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed straight towards the man, the snowflakes were flying, and the cold was raging, all gathered on the tip of the snow lance.

The man on the sofa put down his wine glass, raised his white woman-like hand, and gently pushed it out.

Rumble!

The pitch-black storm suddenly opened up, and the black demonic qi was criss-crossing in all directions, and the dark attribute was extremely viscous, enveloping the square space, and within the space, the Drifting Snow Spear carried forward with a strong spear momentum, and it was unstoppable all the way.

But at the moment when it was about to rush to the center of the man's eyebrows, the snow lance could no longer move an inch.

"Your Excellency Beisheng, can you sit down and have a good talk?" the man smiled, his voice calm.

Xiang Xuefeng withdrew the snow lance, and the killing intent in his eyes did not dissipate in the slightest: "With the demon clan, I have nothing to talk about." ”

"So... Is there anything to talk about with the blood clan?" the man said lightly, his tone contained a sense of confidence, and as he spoke, the man stood up and walked in front of Xiang Xuefeng: "What will be the truth about the [Jiangling] counterattack back then?" I believe that the entire human race is very curious about this. ”

Xiang Xuefeng's face did not change in the slightest, but the right hand holding the barrel of the gun tightened.

"Now, you can talk to me as a demon. ”

"Who are you?"

The man smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the things I discuss with you next are important things related to where you can go in the future." ”

Xiang Xuefeng frowned, didn't say a word, and was skeptical of his words.

"Join forces with me, Emperor Killing Heaven and others to deal with the Phoenix Clan!"

Xiang Xuefeng's body was shocked, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, what kind of calculation did this guy have, he actually hit the idea on the body of the Phoenix clan, is this possible?

Moreover, the Phoenix Clan has helped the Terrans a lot of times, although he is conceited, but he is not an outright profiteer, if the Phoenix Clan is destroyed, he can imagine how much the strength of the Terrans will be weakened.

Without waiting for Xiang Xuefeng to speak, the man smiled slightly and continued: "Of course I won't let you suffer such a big loss, I can give you huge benefits." ”

"For example, the blood clan and the demon clan will all become human races in the seven states. ”

Xiang Xuefeng sneered: "It's ridiculous, the strength of the human race is not as good as yours, the Phoenix clan is wiped out, even if it occupies the land of the Seven States, what's the use?

There was a sudden murderous intent rising around him, and the man didn't look around and understood that it was the Holy Rank powerhouse of the Northern Holy Pavilion who surrounded this place, but so what?

The current high-end power of the Northern Sacred Pavilion, he really doesn't care about it.

"Since I'm not satisfied with this condition, I have another condition to talk about..."

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Xiang Xuefeng directly interrupted his voice: "Needless to say, since you have the courage to break into the Northern Holy Pavilion, then be ready to die!"

As he spoke, Xiang Xuefeng took a step forward, but then the man's words suddenly stopped him, and his face became ugly-

"Lord of the [Antiblade], ruling the Holy Alliance should be a supreme honor, what are the conditions for this?"

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(To be continued)

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