"Yes!

The old man who appeared last nodded respectfully. Although he is also a major cultivator of the Tongtian Realm, the two people in front of him, since the Murong clan was imprisoned, have always had the ancient power of zài, and if you want to talk about the real age, I am afraid it is also an old antique of more than a million years.

"Let's go down. The blue-robed man sighed, and was about to wave his hand to tear the void in front of him.

Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke suddenly burst out of his arms, turning into countless points of light, and from the void in front of the three of them, the phantom of a middle-aged man was condensed.

The man was dressed in a purple robe, and between his eyebrows, there was a faint sense of a king.

He is the entire Zen Mu clan, the top in strength and status, the peak ancestor of the Tongtian Realm - the Zen Wood Emperor!

"Is that you?"

Next to Murong Injury, the old man in the white coat was the first to speak.

"Murong Hai, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Hearing this, the man in the phantom looked at the white-robed old man in front of him with a smile, nodded, and then his eyes fell on Murong Hurt on the side.

"Seniors. ”

Murong saw that the other party was looking at him, and his tone became respectful. He knew that the illusory man in front of him, in terms of real strength, was probably stronger than his own uncle and ancestor.

"You Murong clan, the children who entered the Southern Continent have already fallen?"

After a long time, the man looked at Murong Hurt with a complicated expression and said slowly.

"How did the seniors learn about this? Could it be that the junior of Chan Muyue sued the seniors?" Murong nodded bitterly when he heard this.

Murong Feng fell in the Southern Continent, and I am afraid that in a few days, people from other families will know about this news.

"Yes, it's true that Zen Muyue told me. The phantom man nodded, "However, I didn't come here to ask you this, but I want to sue you, don't blindly agree to the conditions of the Jiujiang clan." ”

"Oh, senior, why did you say this? If we don't agree to the conditions of the Jiujiang clan, will it be possible that we will lose the blood of the ancient emperor?" Murong was puzzled, if they let their ancestors miss the opportunity to break free from the cage of the heavenly machine, I am afraid that the entire Murong clan will not agree!

"No, no. ”

The phantom man shook his head, sighed, and said, "Do you know who the monk who killed Murong Feng is?"

"Could it be that the seniors know?" Murong was hurt when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

If he knew who killed his favorite heir, he would definitely try his best to wipe it out of the Southern Continent!

"Yes, when Feng'er's child fell, Zen Muyue was by his side. The phantom man spoke, "It's just that no matter how many monks you send into the world, it will be impossible to wipe that person out of the Southern Continent!"

"Because, the monk who killed Feng'er was a late-stage cultivator of the Spirit Transformation Realm who had cultivated the Ancient Body Alchemy Technique!, and I heard that the kid from Zen Muyue said that Feng'er even used the supernatural jade slip you gave him, but he still didn't hurt the other party!"

"It can be seen how high that person's achievements in the Ancient Alchemy Technique are!"

After the phantom man finished speaking, not only Murong was stunned, but even the other two Tongtian Realm cultivators present also looked incredulous.

"If he is hit by a Heavenly Realm cultivator, he will not be harmed at all? I said Imperial Brother, are you not joking?" The person who spoke was none other than Murong Hai, the pinnacle of power in the Murong clan.

"Brother Hai, what's the matter, don't even you believe me? If it weren't for the importance of this matter, how could I have wasted a psychic talisman in vain and come here to deliver news to you?" the phantom man spread his hands, "Feng'er, it was indeed killed by that sword cultivator who had cultivated the Ancient Body Alchemy Technique, this is absolutely true!"

After he finished speaking, his tone was also very helpless. Not to mention that they have never seen such a demon before, I am afraid that even Zhongdu will not have such a monster against the sky.

"The ancient alchemy technique can resist the patriarch's casual blow, it can be seen that he has reached the realm of 'metamorphosis' in the flesh. If what Zen Mu's predecessor said is true, it is true that no matter how many monks we send into the Southern Continent, it will be impossible to resist this person!"

On the side, the old man who was about to leave spoke up.

The flesh is transformed into a mystery, and there is no opponent below the upper three realms, this is a fact recognized by the entire continent.

"The flesh is incarnated... There was no opponent under the realm of the last three days!How could this be, how could it be possible for the lonely Southern Regions Continent to give birth to such a demon who defied the heavens? Who the hell is it, isn't it the Holy Son of the Southern Sect?" Murong said almost madly.

Now, he has gradually understood that the Holy Relic of the Southern Regions has nothing to do with their Murong family, unless he is willing to put aside his hatred and continue to send his disciples into the world to seek the Holy Relic of the Southern Regions.

But how could he, a great cultivator of the Heavenly Realm, compromise in front of a monk of the Transformation Realm?

"It's not the Holy Son of the Nanli Sect, but a wilderness monk named Chu Yun. In addition, when the message came to Chan Muyue, he also advised me, hoping that I would not continue to send monks into the world, because in that case, it would only increase the casualties in vain. ”

After the phantom man finished speaking, his eyes turned to Murong Hai on the side, he knew that only this person had the final say in the Murong clan.

"Brother Hai, I have already explained everything that should be said. As for whether you are willing to continue to send disciples into the world, that is also your business, but I still have to advise you, if it is for the blood of the ancient emperor, it is best not to continue to provoke this person. ”

After Chan Muhuang finished speaking, he waved his hand at a few people, and the phantom body condensed by countless points of light gradually turned into soft light from in front of several people, blended into nothingness, and disappeared.

It wasn't until after Emperor Chanmu left that Murong Shu turned to look at Murong Hai beside him, waiting for the other party's deployment.

"You have also heard, the person who killed Feng'er is the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm sword cultivator who has cultivated the ancient alchemy technique! Do you still want to avenge this revenge?"

Murong Hai's voice was very calm, quietly waiting for Murong Hai's reply.

If this patriarch insisted on revenge, then they could only give up this opportunity to compete for the blood of the ancient emperor.

"One qiē puts the ancestor first, no matter what, he must also get the blood of the ancient emperor!"

Murong Hurt took a deep breath, he also knew that now he couldn't involve the future of the entire Murong clan because of his feelings.

"Okay, since that's the case, then Huo'er, you will go and communicate with the people of the Jiujiang clan, saying that we, the Murong clan, are willing to send monks into the world. ”

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