From Qin Xiang's memory, Zhou Xuantong already knew that this old woman was just the hall master of the Holy Sect, and the woman was her disciple.

At the same time, it is also offered to the Holy Lord.

It seems that the Holy Lord of this Holy Sect has an extremely special cultivation method, which is to use women to improve himself.

At the same time, these women will become members of his harem, although they don't seem to have any worries about their lives, but they also lose their freedom, like the walking dead.

"By the way, did you say what I asked you to convey at the beginning?" Looking at the two of them, Zhou Xuantong asked.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "I don't know how thick the sky is, and I actually threw myself into the net, I'm afraid that not long after we left, you came with you, right?"

"I'm afraid you don't know, the Holy Lord is furious, and has already sent someone to ......"

Zhou Xuantong waved his hand impatiently: "The one you said is called Yuan Heishan, he has already died, don't pretend to be fierce here." ”

"Seeing that you are like this, you should go back to the Holy Religion, you go and talk to your Holy Lord. ”

Referring to this, Zhou Xuantong walked in the direction of the city without looking back: "Have a good meal before you die." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xuantong had already walked to the gate of the city, and Wu Zixin took his arm and walked into the city together.

Tang Liuyin followed beside him, glanced at the old woman and the woman, and then withdrew his gaze.

The guards at the gate of the entire city were already stiff and unable to move.

Their state, Tang Liuyin just glanced at it, and he knew the reason very well, it must be Zhou Xuantong's breath, which came out, shocking their figures, unable to move.

He had seen such a situation before.

After Zhou Xuantong entered the city, as if he was nothing, he led Wu Zixin to look east and west, and kept chattering.

"You said that in the future, this place, as a branch of the Dao Alliance, a hall to the outside world, will it be a good choice. ”

"But if this place is used as a large martial arts arena, it is also very good. ”

Tang Liuyin, who was following behind, was a little stunned when he heard these words.

Where are you going now, are you starting to discuss this castle and how to arrange it in the future?

You know, this city is still a holy sect, and it won't be yours yet.

Just swear by it?

On the other side, the old woman and the woman were already actively heading towards the Holy Sect on the mountain, and she wanted to explain this situation to the Holy Lord.

Soon after arriving at the council hall, the Holy Lord came.

The young and pale-faced Holy Lord yawned and sat down in his seat.

"What is important, if I listen to it, it is not urgent, you know the consequences. ”

The old woman nodded hurriedly, and then carefully explained the situation of her encounter with Zhou Xuantong, and explained it clearly.

After listening to the old woman's words, the eyes that were originally squinted by the Holy Lord woke up in a hazy state, and his eyes were sharp, staring at the old woman in front of him.

Obviously, the words in the other party's mouth made him sober up from his original lazy state.

"Kind of interesting, that's really what he said?"

"It's true!"

The Holy Lord touched his chin, and after thinking for half a minute, he began to give the order for everyone to follow him and prepare to leave the Holy Sect.

He wants to go down the mountain in person, meet this man, and see what kind of origin the other party is.

He had the audacity to say such a thing to him, and even to do something to the people of their Holy Sect, and even to kill them all.

Extremely daring!

"It seems that in this world, there are still people who are tired of life, and they will take the initiative to find death. The Holy Lord chuckled and looked to the left and right.

There are still two Dharma protectors left beside him, one of them is vacant, and the other is Qin Xiang.

It's just that this Holy Lord didn't know at all that Qin Xiang had already died in the hands of Zhou Xuantong.

In the holy city below the Holy Sect, above a restaurant, there were already eighteen dishes neatly arranged on the table.

Each dish is full of color, flavor and flavor, and it just looks like I can't hold it anymore and want to move my index finger.

On the table, Wu Zixin was calmly holding the spar slab, eating while dealing with the political affairs of the Tiansheng Empire.

With the fusion of wills, the speed at which she dealt with these matters was simply fast, and it could be said that the speed at which the font on it flew around was not clear to ordinary people.

Because of Wu Zixin's own transformation, the Tiansheng Empire also developed rapidly, and it became the forefront of the Dao Alliance.

On the other side, Zhou Xuantong had two drinks with Tang Liuyin.

"Speaking of which, this dish can be cooked, and it still tastes very good. Zhou Xuantong couldn't help but praise here, and Tang Liuyin next to him was full of black lines.

The current situation, is it really the time to eat at this place?

Zhou Xuantong's previous actions were clearly a naked provocation, he didn't believe that the Holy Lord of the Holy Sect would not do anything.

"What's next?" Tang Liuyin put down the wine cup in his hand, looked at Zhou Xuantong in front of him, and asked.

Zhou Xuantong took a bite of food and pouted: "Plan, there is no plan, what kind of plan is needed for this kind of thing." ”

"It's nothing more than that he can't stand my words and takes the initiative to come and die, or he waits for death on the mountain, it makes no difference. ”

After Zhou Xuantong finished speaking, he continued to eat and drink, without any nervousness.

Tang Liuyin was beside him, and he was helpless, he could only sigh with emotion, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Could it be that he got rid of that Qin Xiang, and really thought that he was invincible.

Before he was injured, his strength was very strong, and he knew that this Holy Lord was definitely not a good stubble.

Judging from Zhou Xuantong's current age, the highest cultivation will definitely not exceed the artistic conception.

But that Holy Lord was obviously an existence standing at the pinnacle of this Zhongzhou Continent.

It's definitely not Zhou Xuantong's current strength that he can contend with.

Dada!

At this moment, footsteps began to be heard below, and soon the group walked up the stairs to the location of the second floor.

Not long after, a young man with a pale face, surrounded by a group of people, came to the table, ready to sit down beside Wu Zixin.

At the same time, his mouth is also open: "You are the ......"

But before he could finish speaking, Zhou Xuantong waved his hand, and the chopsticks in his hand flashed like a sharp flash, running through the past.

Bang!

In an instant, the Holy Lord's head, in front of everyone's eyes, was pierced through a cave in the center of his eyebrows, and blood gushed out.

(End of chapter)