"Hmph!" Fang Minghe snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and he was about to continue to speak, but was interrupted.

"This is not good, we will ask, you must get it!"

It was Prince Liel who was still floating in the air who spoke, and there was a hint of coercion in his voice, which made the blood in everyone's bodies churn.

Yue Mochen glanced at Prince Lier and didn't speak, because he was trying to control the qi and blood in his body.

Prince Liel glanced at Yue Mochen with a little surprise as if he felt Yue Mochen's eyes, as if he was wondering why this son could still be distracted to stare at him under his own pressure.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Prince Liel secretly increased his coercion, and suddenly, except for Meng Wujian, everyone was overwhelmed by this coercion, including Liu Fengxiao and Qing Lao, who were also saint-level.

Among them, the young man was the worst, although his soul wound had healed, but there was not enough time for him to recover, and at this time, he was shocked by the deliberately increased pressure of Liel, and his soul was almost injured again.

Liufeng Xiao looked at Prince Liel with a look of jealousy, and said secretly in his heart: To be able to release the coercion to such an extent, this Prince of the Dark Wing must have already touched the skin of the domain.

Some of those who were lower in cultivation had blood spilling directly from their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Yue Mochen was still unmoved, his face was normal, however, the green tendons of his tightly clenched fists were exposed, and it seemed that he was almost at the limit.

"Enough. ”

Just when everyone was about to lose it, a kind and majestic voice came from the void, like the shouts of an old man in the twilight but with great power to his juniors, the voice was hoarse but with an inviolable will.

With just two words, Prince Liel's coercion was dispersed, and everyone suddenly felt relieved, but the fear in their eyes was even stronger, and they were all shocked by this powerful cultivation.

"How can you treat our distinguished guests like this? Lie'er, if you dare to come nonsense again, you will be punished for facing the wall for ten years!"

The sound of vicissitudes sounded again, and the whole space seemed to be stunned, but everyone didn't feel it at all, but Prince Lie's expression froze, and the whole person fell from mid-air.

With a soft sound, Fang Xian's invincible Prince Liel fell to the ground in a wolf, splashing the petals of the destroyed flowers on the other side.

He glared at Fang Minghe fiercely, before he got up, and then bowed respectfully into the air, and said in a condensed voice: "Remember the elder's teaching!"

There was no more response from the sky, and Prince Liere relaxed and patted the flowers and dirt stuck to him with disgust.

In Yue Mochen's meaningful smile, Mammon Isar Satan turned to look at Fang Minghe and the others, and said again: "Storage position, can you go?"

After singing with a black face and a red face, Fang Minghe didn't dare to have any temper, so he had to obediently follow Mammon Isar Satan away.

Strange to say, his group walked so far without seeing the end, but under the leadership of Mammon Isar Satan, they easily walked to the end of the flowers.

After a few moments, the crowd had stepped out of the flowers, and in its place was a winding path, and at the end of the road, a building could be seen that resembled the stone building they had seen before.

Sure enough, this space is just a projection, and it is the building in front of it.

Looking at the endless flowers behind him, a mercenary muttered: "I knew that there was only this little distance left, so we would speed up and walk well, and now it's okay, and we have been charged." ”

Yue Mochen smiled faintly and didn't speak, because he knew that the area of that flower bush was equivalent to the entire God's Relic Realm, if he couldn't find the core of the Shibanzhu, he just walked like before, and he might not be able to walk this flower bush for a few years, and they could come out because of the means of the Dark Wing Human Race.

Looking at Mammon Isar Satan, who was walking in the front, Yue Mochen showed a thoughtful expression, he now wondered if the World Bead had been known by the people of the Dark Clan, and even used it, otherwise, it would definitely not be able to affect this flower.

However, Yue Mochen was not worried, because the World Bead should not have recognized the Lord yet, otherwise it would not be just a flower on the other side to greet Yue Mochen and the others.

"After walking this path, we will arrive at our real clan land, we all grew up there, Brother Summer Night, the elders of my clan are waiting for you at that stone building, that stone building, do you see?" Mammon Isar Satan pointed to the stone building in the distance, and said to Yue Mochen with an excited face.

"Let's go. ”

Yue Mochen showed a relieved smile, this Mammon Isar Satan, although he is a Darkwing Man, his heart is really simple.

Maybe it's not too far, or maybe it's because they're all warriors, everyone's foot strength is good, and after a while, everyone came to the stone tower.

Sure enough, as Yue Mochen expected, the appearance of this stone building was exactly the same as the stone building he looked at outside the passage, obviously, Prince Liel and several other dark winged people who had been suspended above the crowd landed on the ground one by one.

And Mammon Isar Satan stopped at the door of the stone building, beckoned everyone to stop, and then said aloud to the stone building: "Patriarch, your distinguished guest has arrived. ”

As his voice fell, the door of the stone building was pushed open by an invisible force, and a slightly Cangsang voice sounded.

"Welcome, all distinguished guests, your presence really makes my ancestral land shine!"

The master of the sound room should be the elder of the Darkwing Terran who has never shown up, and judging from the sound room, it is the person who acted with Prince Liel before but sang with a red face.

This sentence was said in the oldest Oriental Heavenly Language, and the politeness in the grammar was remarkable, however, Yue Mochen vaguely sensed a hint of a hidden chill.

Yue Mochen glanced at Meng Wujian quietly, Meng Wujian didn't make any movements, but the eyes under the mask showed a solemn look, it seemed that Meng Wujian also felt the chill.

Yue Mochen made an ancient ritual towards the stone tower, and the number of seven seven and forty-nine just by the movements of his hands reached seventy, seven, four, and nine, and the ancient Cheng dù of this kind of etiquette was definitely not under the Eastern Heavenly Language.

After finishing the salute without saying a word, Yue Mochen spoke: "You can't say it, your land is definitely not a place with a puffy wall, but we have bothered your lord." Hopefully, be considerate. ”

Everyone looked at him in shock, Yue Mochen also said this in the ancient Oriental Heavenly Language, and elegant but jerky notes spit out from his mouth, and the beautiful voice was like the praise of a bard from the West.

Everyone understands that the silent game has now begun.