In the Xia Jing Palace, a group of people were discussing something with a grim face!

"Old Xia, as long as you can open the net and open the conditions casually, I think you know the financial resources of my trading firm!" Feng Liantian looked serious, and said to Xia Bingzhang in a deep voice.

It's just that in his heart, he is quite helpless, if he can't help the entanglement of several daughters in the family, he really doesn't want to come here, after all, the forces behind him have always let him keep a low profile, and it is really a special rule to save someone with such fanfare.

But Feng Liantian, who knows the heart of his four daughters, can only act like this!

"Venerable Feng doesn't need to say much, that thief killed my Xia family's descendants, no matter what, the old man will not let him go! What's more, that thief has committed major crimes one after another in the empire, killing countless people, if he is let go, where will the imperial law be?" Xia Bingzhang put on a businesslike appearance, but his eyes glanced at Li Batian on the side.

The Xia family is also bound to obtain the secret storage techniques mastered by Wang Mo, and Wang Mo's own qualifications make Xia Bingzhang even more frightened, and it is absolutely impossible to release people.

"This..."Seeing this, Feng Liantian was also in trouble for a while, as the owner of the trading house, he naturally knew that what Xia Bingzhang said was true, but he couldn't give up, if so, how could he face the five difficult women in the family?

Thinking of this, Feng Liantian couldn't help but cast a pleading glance at Feng Wan'er beside him, he had a deep understanding of his wife's kung fu, and he could only hope for this at this time.

Knowing her husband Mo Ruo's wife, Feng Wan'er, who had already been dissatisfied with the two people who had been playing officially, raised her eyebrows and said: "Old Xia, I respect you as a senior, and I don't want to say more about superfluous words, how can I let that kid go, just mention it!"

Seeing Feng Wan'er like this, he had already understood Feng Wan'er's difficulty, but at this time, he couldn't agree to it no matter what, Xia Bingzhang's brows furrowed deeply, condensed a Sichuan character, and said in a deep voice: "Even if the old man gives Venerable Feng face and agrees to release him, then Venerable Li Batian, how can the two old men explain?"

As he spoke, he looked at Li Batian, who was sitting upright on the side, and at this time, Li Batian looked at Feng Liantian and his wife with a sneer, and anyone could feel the anger in his heart.

After all, Feng Liantian and his wife, but they came here to ask Li Batian's son-killing enemy, and Li Batian, as a father, is in a good mood!

Faced with such a situation, Feng Liantian and Feng Wan'er ignored a glance, and they both showed helpless looks, for this period of time, Li Batian has been living in the palace, obviously as a guest in the palace, but secretly he is helping Xia Bingzhang to prevent Feng Liantian and his wife from coming to rob people.

For such a situation, Feng Liantian and the two are also extremely helpless, the four of them are all monks in the late stage of foundation building, but they are strong and weak, if there is a big war on this, it will inevitably cause chaos in Xia Jing and be out of control.

The children of the clan are all in Xia Jing, and no one knows what kind of things will happen under the chaotic war. No one can afford such an outcome.

If you want Li Batian to let go, it is obviously impossible, after all, no one will let go of the murderer, not to mention that the two sons died in the hands of the other party.

In desperation, Feng Liantian and his wife could only retreat and discuss how to explain to their daughters.

"Hmph!" Li Batian stared at the two of them leaving with a gloomy face, and snorted coldly.

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"Whew!" After a half moon, in the ninth layer of the prison, Wang Mo exhaled a deep breath of turbid air and slowly stood up.

In the past half a month, Wang Mo has relied on the help of the Zihua Yun Spirit Pill to eliminate all the hidden dangers in his body, reaching an unprecedented peak state, but his head is full of black hair, and there are bits of dark red flashing in it, but he can't recover no matter what.

"Presumably, this is the sequelae of infinite potential!" Thinking of this, Wang Mo shook his head slightly helplessly and smiled bitterly.

Before, if it weren't for Xia Bingzhang and Li Batian wanting him to live temporarily, the two of them joined forces to suppress Wang Mo's reversed meridians, I'm afraid that he would have died under the severe pain of meridian reversal, which can be said to have indirectly saved his life.

But it was just for Wang Mo to survive, one wanted to learn the treasure exercises from his mouth, and the other wanted to torture him for a good life, and he would definitely not pay greater benefits for him.

However, the red-robed ancestor didn't know for what purpose, but he actually used an incomparably precious four-pattern spirit pill to directly make his meridians return to their positions, and his cultivation faintly had a tendency to go to the next level!

"Boy, you're recovering well!"

Just when Wang Mo was secretly thinking in his heart, an old voice suddenly sounded next to his ears, and his body suddenly seemed like pig iron scraping through a solid stone, which stimulated his eardrums.

Knowing where the owner of this voice came from, Wang Mo didn't dare to slack off at the moment, bowed down and said: "Thank you seniors for your help, if it's okay, the kid wants to leave!"

"Hehe, boy, you have a good idea, Ancestor, I still have something for you to do!" Hearing what Wang Mo said, the red-robed ancestor chuckled and stared at Wang Mo with a playful look in his eyes.

Feeling the scrutinizing gaze of the red-robed ancestor, Wang Mo only felt that his body suddenly tightened, as if there was a big mountain near him, making his body unable to move a bit, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, but he said in his mouth: "The senior's cultivation is amazing, I don't know what to do for the kid?"

Thinking of the fate of those women before, Wang Mo's heart jumped, and he said to himself: "Isn't this old monster that kind of hobby?" Thinking of this, Wang Mo's heart was extremely firm, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The red-robed ancestor looked at Wang Mo and let out a seeping laugh from his mouth.

"Not good!" Hearing his oozing laughter, Wang Mo secretly snorted badly, running his true qi, wanting to break free from the pressure and retreat.

But without waiting for him to move, the red-robed ancestor, who had been sitting upright on the stone platform, suddenly raised his arm and pointed at Wang Mo.

I saw a bright red light flashing, and it disappeared into Wang Mo's body in an instant, and Wang Mo only felt that his body was light, and his struggling body calmed down, and there was no sound anymore.

Seeing this, the red-robed ancestor swayed lightly, and when the light flashed, there were more than a dozen more than a dozen on the ground, and the surface was engraved with a array of exquisite patterns, which was not much more cumbersome than what Wang Mo painted.

Then, the red-robed ancestor wiped it on his hand, but when he saw the splendor on the simple and gorgeous ring, countless spars that exuded strong vitality appeared in the air, floating in the air.

If Wang Mo opened his eyes at this time, he would definitely recognize that these were the few spirit stones in his ring, but at this time, no less than tens of thousands of them appeared, which showed how amazing the wealth of this red-robed ancestor was.

Looking at these spirit stones in front of him, the red-robed ancestor stretched out his palm and gently pointed forward, and saw that those spirit stones fell neatly towards the array plate, silently inlaid on the concave point of the array plate.

With the classification of these spirit stones, the originally silent array suddenly trembled slightly, and the brilliance bloomed, and slowly floated up, forming a huge vitality vortex, which was even greater than the breakthrough of the king Mo Xiu.

Fortunately, this is the ninth layer of the Heavenly Prison, and no one can find out how deep the ground is.

The red-robed ancestor's face was slightly solemn, and he gently beckoned to Wang Mo, who was motionless, and saw Wang Mo floating towards the sky above the array plate without a breath, until he landed in the middle where the vitality gathered, and then he stopped moving.

After doing this, the red-robed ancestor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his face was slightly soothed, but then he disappeared and muttered to himself: "It's finally done, I didn't expect that God sent me such a gift, it seems that the heavens are really endless!"

At the end, it was a hideous face, and with the huge blood pool that emitted red light in the nine layers, the voice reverberated back and forth under the empty ground, which looked so weird and scary!

Fortunately, there were only two people here, and Wang Mo was unconsciously hovering on the side.

After speaking, the red-robed ancestor's face tightened, and the red-robed body was even more windless and automatic, bulging as if inflated, and his hands pinched one after another, pointing towards the blood pool, as before, there were more than a dozen arrays and countless spirit stones flying out, hovering over the blood pool.

It's just that this time, after the array was activated, the red-robed ancestor floated towards it by himself, falling into the eyes of the array, looking at the situation, he actually wanted to personally suppress the boundless bloody qi that surged in the blood pool with the activation of the array.

With the whirlpool of vitality, the red-robed ancestor's body was still sitting firmly in it, not moving a single bit, and as time passed, it was a half moon that passed in a flash.

I saw that among the nine layers of the underground, there were two figures that were originally silent in the two mysterious arrays, and one of them, the red-robed ancestor, who was sitting upright, had a slight movement at this time.

The power of the blood pool, which was originally driven by the activation of the array disk and the gathering of vitality, was sucked into the formation because of the last trace of blood light, and then merged into the body of the red-robed ancestor, making him look gloomy because of the blood robe, and it was even more cold at this time.

Immediately, the red-robed ancestor, who was originally silent, suddenly opened his eyes, and two seeping red blood rays burst out, and two holes appeared in the incomparably rich Yuan Qi mist sea in front of him, churning.

Then, his hand did not stop, and he pinched out countless mystical techniques one after another, and his face seemed to be extremely painful and shouted in the air: "Get up!"

With this shout, I saw that above his head, a little man covered in blood-colored mist suddenly flew out, about a foot high, and if he looked closely, it was exactly the same as the red-robed ancestor, and it was a red-robed ancestor who had shrunk more than ten times.

I saw that the blood-colored villain's face was distorted, as if he was resisting something, and a roar suddenly came out of his mouth, and he saw that the red thread around the villain was broken.

As the villain left, the red-robed ancestor's body was silent for a while, but those red rays returned to the flesh again, and countless cyan lines appeared on the exposed skin of his face.

And the villain's face suddenly showed a look of relief, floated up gently, and flew towards another array not far away, through the vitality whirlpool, and came to the silent Wang Mo in it, and the villain screamed: "Ancestor, I'm here!"

Then, the villain's figure shook, and it fell to the top of Wang Mo's head, but it was just a shake, and it disappeared without a trace.

If there are other people here, listening to what the red-robed ancestor said, they will inevitably have disagreement because of their words, but fortunately, there is no one else here.