"Qicheng!" The old voice full of majesty, eternity, and solemnity came to everyone's ears from all directions, shocking people's hearts.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

"Celestial Pact!"

The Celestial Pact represents the sacred and inviolable law of oaths, the highest of all vows. If you make a contract with the gods, you will be punished by the law of oaths, and you will never be reincarnated.

Whether there is reincarnation in the world or not, people do not know.

But no one wants to be remembered by heaven and earth, and basically no one wants to sign this kind of oath.

Under the prestige of the Heavenly God Contract, everyone strengthened their already wavering beliefs.

The greater the power, the more scruples there will be, and no matter how much temptation there is in front of them, the high-level officials can still maintain a certain degree of calmness to think about the current trade-offs and choices.

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, they have to think carefully.

Sanxiu and the mercenary didn't have that many scruples, they had already begun to elect and send their own representatives.

There is a common characteristic of intelligent life, and the herd mentality has once again been perfectly embodied, after the first, there will be a second, and after the second appears, the third jumps out immediately, and so on and so forth.

This scene made the major forces more and more hesitant and entangled, whether to cooperate or not to cooperate?

The number of people in the meeting place gradually increased.

Eventually, the general trend began to send its own representatives, and the development of events became clearer.

Xiong Ba has been following the development of this situation and seeing the situation become clearer. Xiong Ba couldn't help but be a little anxious, because Wei Siyu hadn't said anything so far.

Wei Siyu has become the backbone of their hearts. They didn't bother to think about it, and they all threw it to Visy Rain.

When Lan Juechen was there. Wei Siyu changed her appearance and disguised her identity in a low-key manner, making her personal charm vaguely have the demeanor of a leading big brother. At this time, Lan Juechen was gone, and they were the only ones who looked forward to it, not because they were stupid, but because they knew their own shortcomings.

Even Lan Jiechen himself had to admire Wei Siyu's resourcefulness.

The sister-in-law of Wei Siyu in front of them was already famous hundreds of years ago, and in a short period of time, she opened the elf restaurant all over the entire Immortal Trace Forest, killing no less than seven god-level powerhouses.

A dark elf known to people as having a changeable personality.

It is precisely because of the existence of the living sign of Wei Siyu that others dare not easily offend the elves, let alone think about the elves. For hundreds of years, the anger of Princess Vesy Rain has been burning, and the extermination of dozens of races is the best warning.

Wisdom Rain, Darkness, Change, Beauty, Strength, and Control, all in one. Wei Siyu still made the countless heroes of the Fairy Trail Forest follow one another, fascinating them, but no man really conquered them.

However, Lan Juechen, a mysterious man, has repeatedly made Princess Weisyu angry. behaved abnormally, which is why they still called Wei Siyu sister-in-law after knowing her true identity.

A lot of the time. Although they are the first brothers, they can also see some clues. Princess Vesrain didn't ask them to change their minds, which is the best proof of this.

Seeing that more than half of the forces still sent their own representatives, Wei Siyu still closed her eyes and recuperated. Indifferent, Xiong Ba was even more anxious, Lan Juechen was still uncertain about his life and death.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law?" Xiong Ba couldn't help but call.

"Huh?!" Wei Siyu slowly opened her eyes and looked directly at Xiong Ba.

"Shall we also go to the meeting?" asked Xiongba.

Wei Siyu looked around at Xiong Ba, Xiong Han and Hu Xiong, and saw their sincere concern for Lan Jiechen, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart, happy for Lan Jiechen.

I saw her show a charming smile and lightly open her red lips: "No, let's not get involved in this matter, this time we should come to see the excitement." ”

"But, big brother, he ......," Xiong Ba said anxiously.

Wei Siyu glanced at Xiong Ba lightly, Xiong Ba suddenly realized as if he had been enlightened, nodded, and stopped talking.

Xiong Han and Hu Xiong glanced at Xiong Ba with disdain, and put on an indifferent look, the two of them are used to personal heroism, and they are not good at arranging troops.

Although Xiong Han has a simple and straightforward personality, it does not mean that he is stupid, the racial talent of the bear clan makes him have a keen ability to observe people, and no one is more anxious than Wei Siyu.

Not to mention the tiger males, the Snow Tiger clan has survived in the cracks to this day, creating their unique character.

Xiong Han is still "obsessed" about Lan Jiechen's "deception of his feelings", thinking about when to teach Lan Jiechen a good lesson.

Wei Siyu must have a profound truth behind this, and in his understanding, Lan Jiechen is not such an easy person to die.

After receiving Wei Siyu's answer, they temporarily put their minds at ease, returned to their respective positions, sat cross-legged, and after a while, their breathing stabilized, and they entered the state of cultivation.

In such a dangerous forbidden place, they need to be at their peak at all times.

Seeing that the three of them were quiet again, Wei Siyu smiled slightly, and then closed her eyes again, her face was full of smiles, and she didn't know what she was laughing at.

All this was seen by Berak not far away, even the elf inevitably showed a trace of jealousy, he already knew that what he was going to save was his great rival - Lan Juechen.

He was indignant at this, his eyes flickered, and he began to think about something.

......

The camp of the Demon Fox Clan.

The young man with the grass in his mouth rushed into the tent.

"Second Master Hu, it's really like you said, Princess Wei Siyu didn't go to the meeting place. The boy panted.

"Oh, is it? Hehe, Princess Weisyu doesn't get involved in this, so we little fish and shrimp don't want to join in the fun. Second Master Hu was not surprised, all this was under his control.

"Second Master Hu. Is that good?" the boy wondered, touching his smooth chin.

"That's good. Hu Erye smiled, smiling meaningfully. Give food for thought.

The people who went to the meeting place were already on the verge of an outbreak, from one person at a time to a few people at a time. and now dozens of people at a time. There were so many people that they had to sift through them to find a general representative.

The whole incident, and even the Celestial Contract, made people feel that something was wrong, it felt like a fish bone stuck in the throat, and the sting made people uncomfortable, but they couldn't find anything wrong.

They then calculated in their hearts, holding a hint of luck, thinking that even if this matter really contained cats, with their strength. It should be able to play with ease, and the god of the underworld will not favor him.

With the Demon Tiger Clan's Hu Kun and other candidates for the Thirteen Young Masters as ineligible, they became the representatives of their families or races, and the pretentious genius young generation of those ancient families stepped out of their camps and went to the meeting place one after another.

The originally chaotic meeting place, because of their arrival, filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, which could erupt at any time.

A day later.

The deadline has passed, and even if someone regrets it, there is no chance. The fat man will represent the full power of the Netherworld Death Land, and come to discuss countermeasures with the representatives of the families.

Wherever the fat man goes, he is not angry and arrogant. The chilling breath made people back three points.

He looked around at the crowd, then exhaled softly into a clearing not far away, and the earth trembled slightly, and the earth and rocks heaved. But for a moment, a simple and beautiful Gothic house rose domineeringly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please. The fat man smiled.

The original kind smile hung on the stiff blue face. It's incredibly weird.

In this way, the meeting continued in this house for three days and three nights. There hasn't been much progress.

But how do you break through the nascent barrier of Imperial Spirit City?

The distribution of rare treasures in the Imperial Spirit City?

How should the various ethnic groups work together?

Questions followed.

On the way, I don't know how many times it was interrupted due to various changes, but also because of differences in concepts between individuals. The two even had a big fight.

Among them, the proportion of these vigorous young generations is the largest.

Young and frivolous, none of them obey anyone, no one looks down on anyone, they are full of ambition and pretentiousness. Even the old-timers were choked by them.

It wasn't until the fourth day that things finally began to make some progress, after all, everyone is a smart person, although they disagreed at first, but after thinking about it carefully, they understood that the truth was right and wrong.

Now that he is cooperating with the six underworlds, the fat man will sign a contract with the gods, and the threat posed by the Netherworld can be ignored temporarily.

Every representative here, no one is willing to let his own people be cannon fodder, and no one is willing to give up more interests to others, and everyone is striving to maximize their own interests.

The young and vigorous young generation hopes that through this experience, the strict and demanding fathers and even the elders will be impressed by themselves.

They want to get the approving gaze of the older generation.

This makes them think of fighting for more benefits at the first time, and it is impossible to back down.

They will not forget the foundation of the Imperial Spirit Clan - "Imperial Spirit Sutra", this scripture can be called the world's first strange book, it is rumored that if you have it, practice the Imperial Spirit Thaumaturgy, then thousands of dead souls will become their own conquering the world, and even the sea of stars!

It's a treasure that makes people go crazy.

There were so many interests involved in this matter that the alliance meeting lasted for seven days and seven nights, and finally the plan was finalized. Of course, the result cannot satisfy everyone, but only the majority of people are deeply satisfied, and although a small number of people are dissatisfied, they also understand the general situation and are not entangled.

Unbeknownst to them, everything they were performing was being watched by two interesting people.

Now.

Lan Jiechen was lying on the spirit chair that came from Old Man Fu Bo, holding a crystal cup in his hand, which contained the elf fruit wine that made all men blush and jealous, which was brewed by Wei Siyu herself, but the floating ice cubes were frozen from the spring water of the Spirit Spring.

"Squeak! squeak!"

Lan Jiechen swayed the Spirit God Chair, looking at the image in the void, looking very leisurely.

And the demon is also lying on the rocking chair next to him, for the powerful demon, changing a rocking chair is as simple as taking a sip of water and taking a breath.

Demons have no substance, they are regarded as spiritual creatures, and it has nothing to do with him eating, drinking, and sleeping, but they can't help but share the delicious food and elixir on the table.

The two have been thinking about how to kill each other in their hearts, but on the surface, they are as close as friends, and this strange relationship makes the surroundings shrouded in a strange and strange atmosphere.

"How many of them will survive by then? The demon asked hesitantly while eating the barbecue meat roasted by Lan Jiechen.

"What should I say, as the so-called world is unpredictable, I can't put it into words, I can only say that their cooperation with the underworld is simply seeking the skin of the tiger, which is self-defeating. If it were me, I wouldn't join the alliance, and between the treasure and life, I would still choose my little life. Lan Juechen said nonchalantly.

"Heh, I can't see that you're so afraid of death. The demon scoffed.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of anything, I'm scared to death. A man like me, as pure as the little white flower swaying on the roof in the spring breeze, still needs me to purify this turbid world. Lan Juechen said unashamedly.

The demon had already discussed Lan Jiechen's thick skin, and let out a strange sound, as if he was despising Lan Jiechen's shamelessness.

Lan Jiechen gorgeously ignored the demon's reaction, his face became solemn, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Two or three years ago, I had the privilege of coming into contact with two Yin soldiers at the level of the underworld generals, and their strength was much more terrifying than these six underworld generals. ”

"These realms are far beyond the scope of the concept of Yin soldiers, and even so, they say that they cannot get rid of the killing instinct, which is instinct after all, the foundation of a living being. ”

"They had to use 90 percent of their cultivation to seal their instincts. That's why I don't believe in the good intentions of this fat man. He must be going to kill all the people here, for them, these cultivators with extraordinary strength are rare elixirs for them. ”

Hearing Lan Jiechen's words, the demon smiled and didn't say anything more, but swept the food on the table.

Everyone is a smart person, and they can understand it with a word.

The two of them knew that the fat general was just playing with words.

They silently stared at the images in the void.

Suddenly!

The picture in the void changed, and through the endless void, the horn of war sounded, and it even reached Lan Jiechen's ears, making Lan Jiechen's blood boil a little.

Suddenly.

The shouts of killing gathered in one place, like a thunderclap, resounding through the sky.

The huge momentum, the earth shakes, the mountains shake, and the mountains collapse and the ground cracks.

"Boom Rumble......

The earth groaned in pain.

"Their situation is really ambushed on all sides, embattled on all sides, and this time I don't know how many more lives will be killed and injured, adding bricks and tiles to this netherworld death. Lan Jiechen took a sip of elf fruit wine, looking at this scene with feelings.

"Greed is the root of all evil. "Demon Dao.

(The third update, are you happy with the chrysanthemum?) (to be continued......)