Jian Yu and the others were stunned. This Lingyu is in disrepute in the Holy Domain. After coming to the spiritual realm, they met unexpectedly and became the disciples of Ejourn together. However, the spirits never associate with him, and they don't bother to talk when they meet. This time, the master asked him to bring Lingyu, and Sanling's complexion was not very good-looking.

Jian Yu saw that the two senior brothers didn't speak, so she was afraid that the master would blame her, so she had to respond.

"Go ahead"!

After the three spirits thanked him, he came out of the spirit pavilion.

Seeing the three disciples leaving, he turned his head to look at the spirit elders. "I heard that the rebels are in the Qiyue Peak Alliance, but there is such a thing."

"Yes, I heard the young master mention it."

Ezumi frowned, and when she heard Eran's name, her heart had a headache like a pinprick.

"Well, I received some news that tomorrow the four Dharma protectors will accompany me to Wangtian City and meet the city lord."

The four Spirit Elders stepped forward. In unison, "yes".

The mist winds around the mountains, and between the mountains are black walls, connecting the islands, and sometimes the mist blows, and the city shadow appears a huge body hidden in the thick fog.

Looking at the boundless city shadow, his eyes were full of flickering aura. Take out a piece of green yarn and gently cover it on your face. When several spirit elders behind him saw it, they couldn't help but glance at each other, not knowing why the master did this. I didn't dare to ask, so I had to follow indifferently.

"Spiritual friends, please stay". As soon as the five spirit men arrived at the city gate, they were blocked by two spirit guards.

Ying Zhen swept his eyes at Lingwei and stopped his escape technique. He didn't speak and watched silently.

"Fellow Spirit, there is a notice on the city wall". Lingwei pointed to the cloud wall.

The spirits squinted at the axis of light floating on the wall.

"The city lord's edict: The city will be closed for ten days, and no spirit will be allowed to enter the city."

Ying Zhuo frowned, and bowed sideways to Lingwei. "Spiritual friends, I don't know why the city is closed".

Lingwei shook his head. "I don't know, please stay outside the city."

The elders' faces were disappointed. "Master Fu, go back first"!

Standing in the morning breeze, peeking into the shadow of the cloud city, he didn't move for a long time. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I let out a long sigh. Slowly took out a token and handed it to Lingwei.

Lingwei didn't want to answer, and glanced at the rune light on the token. Smack! "It's the deputy city lord, I haven't met you before, please forgive me."

Dodge out of the way and bow deeply.

Ea slowly put away the token and bowed her head and walked towards the light gate. Behind him, the elders' eyes widened several times in shock. "Deputy City Lord, Lord Fu turned out to be the Deputy City Lord of Wangtian City, how is this possible?"

Counting, several Ling elders are already the ancestors of Lingfu, and they have followed the master of Lingfu for thousands of years, and their status in Fufu is extremely prominent. That is the case, the origin of the Fu Lord, the spirit elders do not know anything, they only know that the Fu Lord is the Spirit Ancestor of the Spirit Venerable level.

As soon as the five spirits entered the city, a group of spirits came to them, and when they saw Ejo, they were stunned at first, and immediately brushed the deep salute.

"Deputy City Lord, the City Lord ordered me to come and greet you."

She took off her veil and nodded slightly. Hurry up and go into the city.

The four spirit elders were surrounded by the spirit envoys, and they couldn't react for a while, when they had seen such a scene, and followed behind with doubts.

Wangtian City has changed from its former prosperity, and the streets have become deserted. At each crossing, there are heavily armored spirit guards guarding them, and when they see all the spirits coming, they immediately hide their figures.

The spirit of the Eon and the others did not care anymore, and hurried through the block to the City Lord's Hall.

Thousands of spirits gathered in front of the hall, and when they saw everyone coming, they made an uproar and made a fuss to make way for them. "I've seen Lingzu".

Suddenly, there was a wild roar. The laughter was very deep, and it sounded long, and the ears buzzed in response.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and a figure appeared at the entrance of the temple. "The main master expected that Brother Ying would come."

It stopped in the airspace, and waited for the arrival to show its form, and then bowed slightly. "It's Brother Huan, I've come back so far."

"Isn't it the same with Brother E"?

"Hehe"! Ying Zhuo sneered twice, escaped to Wu Huan's side, stretched out his fist, collided with Wu Huan's fist, and looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go, the lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ea didn't respond, his face was covered with clouds, and he silently entered the temple gate.

The hall is full of mist, and the scent of pine floats. In the fog, there was a faint spirit shadow, and because of the fog, the face of the spirit could not be seen clearly.

"The deputy city lord of Wangtian City and the lord of Qiyue Fufu have arrived."

A few spiritual senses swept over with the shout, and Ying Zhuo nodded slightly, which was a polite response, and quickly escaped to the front of the hall, bowed slightly to the head of the hall, and stood sideways.

There was a light laugh from the head of the hall, the voice was delicate and soft, like a spirit girl chuckling. After the laughter, a man's accent was heard. "Today is rare, the two hundred and seventy-nine lords of Wangtian City have gathered, it is really a prosperous event in Lingcheng."

The words fell, and the mist disappeared strangely. Hundreds of flower-shaped spiritual seats appeared in the airspace.

"I've seen the lord of the city".

The lords who were sitting on the spiritual throne stood up and saluted the airspace on the front side.

The scorching colored light spread out to the four domains, and four spirit girls dressed in silver-white scale armor appeared in the airspace, and a huge light seat flew out of the colored light. Two spirits sat side by side. A light face, with heavy makeup, a cold and flawless face, and a deliberately squinted eyes, revealing a cold murderous aura. The other has thick eyebrows and big eyes, long hair fluttering, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, picking up the general arrogance.

"Take a seat".

The spirits sat back in their places and looked at the lord without squinting.

The first person to sit was Wanyue, the current city lord of Wangtian City, and the one sitting next to him was the city lord's husband, Jun Xiayuan. How deep the two realms are, no spirit in the city knows. I only know that since Erling guarded the city, foreign races did not dare to enter the city within a thousand miles.

Ten thousand years ago, the alien army broke through more than 100 Lingfu in a row, and the soldiers approached Wangtianchi, and when the vast insect tide poured into Wangtian City thousands of miles away, suddenly, it stopped in amazement. Soon, dozens of big insects came out of the array, holding strange-shaped blades and rushing towards Wangtian City. Just arrived at a thousand miles, a red glow flew over the sky, followed by a red light rising from the sky, when the first big insect was shocked by a skill and flew out of a hundred zhang away, the scale armor was shattered. The rest of the big insects were stunned in the airspace.

I saw a cold-faced spiritual priest standing in the glow, holding a half-moon slash, murderously blocking the way.

Dozens of big insects just glanced at it, and then retreated in a gloomy manner.

At this point, Wangtian City has been prosperous for thousands of years, and foreign races dare not invade the border city again.

Xia Yuan looked around, and his eyes fell on Ezu. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, condensing a contemptuous cold color. "Ewing is back".

The spirits swept over, and they didn't speak, looking sideways.

Xia Yuan's cold face did not change, and he looked away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the city lord has convened the lords of the city this time to discuss important matters. I hope you don't be half-hearted."

Xia Yuan didn't know who he was talking about, and he gritted his teeth at the last four words.

Wan Yue's slender fingers revealed the light veil and gently swung it down. Xia Yuan stepped aside as if he was willing.

"It's all here, it's a guest, why should Xiayuan be strong."

It could be seen that Xia Yuan had a good respect for the city lord Wanyue, and when his cold eyes saw her, they also became warm.

After a pause, Wan Yue said softly: "I invited all the masters of Fu to come this time, I want to introduce the envoy of the Spirit Sword Palace."

The spiritual consciousness of all the lords of the Fu is concentrated on the light gate. I saw the soft light of the door shadow flickering gently, and out of a veiled spirit girl.

The realm of the spirit girl is not high, and there is a faint blood qi condensed in the mixed body, which is the unique aura of the spirit of the blood transformation realm.

"Blood Transformation Realm"?

A sigh sounded in the hall. I didn't expect that the envoy of the Spirit Sword Palace would be able to see it in front of all the lords.

The eyelids jumped wildly, and his eyes fell on the lightly swaying armor on the spirit girl's wrist, and there was a little black light that was very dazzling, and he couldn't see it clearly if he didn't look carefully.

"The spirit shadow has seen all the lords of the Fu and the city lords." The spirit maiden saluted one by one, and turned around and walked to the throne of the city lord.

Wan Yue stretched her hand to hold the hand of the spirit shadow, her soft gaze stopped on her face, and she never left for a long time. After looking at it for a while, I reluctantly looked at the spirits. Tell the Shadow Shadow's mission one by one.

The spirits have heard of this for a long time. It's just that the Spirit Sword Palace sent such a hairy girl to take on this important task, which is really incomprehensible. In an instant, the entire temple was silent. The spiritual sense wanders between the spirit shadow and the city lord.

"This open source, the master is willing to help."

As soon as Wanyue's voice fell, the temple became even more ghostly, and even the sound of panting was gone. The lords sitting in the front row even hid straight back, their faces turned to the side.

After waiting for a while, there was still no promise. Wan Yue's face sank slightly, she knew in her heart that this kind of fatal thing, the old immortals would not take it lightly. But there is no way, the spirit shadow has the sword card of the Spirit Sword Palace, and he must give face.

"It's ......". Wan Yue's face was pale, and the hand holding the spirit shadow tightened. "Shadow of the Spirit, you see, we are deliberating and deliberating?"

Spirit Shadow smiled and nodded. She has seen a lot of such scenes, coming out of the Spirit Sword Palace, passing through the nine spiritual lands and forty-seven spiritual cities, most of them are like this. Nothing to be embarrassed about. On the contrary, it shows that the great spirits of the Spirit Clan are very stable when encountering things, unlike those scattered spirits, all of whom are enthusiastic.

"Okay, in the inferior city lord news".

After the spirit shadow finished speaking, after finishing the salute, he turned around and steadied himself into the light gate.

Wanyue's gaze stopped on the swaying light field for a long time, and sighed softly. "Let's talk about it"!

The Spirit Ancestor who approached stood up. "City Lord, this is obviously a dead chess, and I won't send troops."

"Yes, if the Holy Sword Palace wants to be 'open source', why do you want to send a stinky hairy girl, this clearly doesn't want to be 'open source'." Another master rushed to say.

"Yes, City Lord, for thousands of years, the Spirit Clan has been in the Spirit Realm, and there is still an opportunity for 'open source'."

"This is clearly sending people to death."

The lords of the Fu said nonsense.

Wanyue's eyes jumped, flying from one master to another, and the words that responded were all negative, and when it fell on Ezu's body, the voice suddenly stopped.

The lords of the Fu looked over. Twisting his beard, his half-squinted eyes, his eyes met Wan Yue's gaze, but he didn't dodge at all. Seeing that all the spirits were waiting for him, he said twice. "It's an opportunity."

Shh Wanting to be in the limelight, the lord shook his head with a sneer.

This person, Wanyue knows very well, is rigid in his work, resolute, and has never been at odds with the lords.