"I heard that the Flower Python Divine Monarch is being imprisoned in the prison of the Evil God Sect, and I want to meet him alone!" .

This shout immediately attracted the attention of other people in the restaurant, and Xin Yuefeng, who knew that he was speechless, suddenly glared in all directions, and said coldly: "What do you see, and then look at my son who dug out your dog's eyes." ”

"Brother Xin, what are you doing here? What is impossible?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Xin Yuefeng with a smile and asked pretending not to know.

After a while, he transmitted to Yuwen Zhouyuan again: "Brother Yuwen, the place where the Flower Python Divine Monarch is held is heavily guarded, and ordinary people can't enter it at all, so..."

Suddenly, he was shocked in his heart, and said with a hesitant look on his face: "If I reject him now, will this guy be unfavorable to me?" As the so-called hero does not suffer immediate losses, it is better for me to stabilize him first, and when I return to the sect, everything will be fine!"

"Of course you can!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's answer surprised Xin Yuefeng, but then he felt a burst of surprise, and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan a few times with anxiety, and found that he was smiling, constantly looking for him to drink, and he couldn't see the slightest clue at all.

In the next half an hour, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't mention the matter of the Flower Python Divine Monarch, which made Xin Yuefeng feel a little relieved, and even felt a little proud in his heart: This guy is too easy to deceive.

"Brother Yuwen, there are still important matters in the sect, and today is the end of it, what do you think?" Xin Yuefeng said.

"Okay, let's make an appointment another day!" Xin Yuefeng showed a little joy on his face, gave the other two disciples of the Evil God Sect a look, and then turned around and strode towards the outside of the restaurant.

Hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's transmission, the corners of Xin Yuefeng's mouth showed a sneer of disdain, and a low-grade artifact flying sword appeared at his feet, suddenly rising into the sky, and flying towards the mountain gate of the Evil God Sect.

In the restaurant, Yuwen Zhouyuan put down his wine glass, glanced lightly at the direction of Xin Yuefeng's sword departure, and a sneer couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

In the ancient town, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat in the guest room of an inn, his eyes seemed to be closed, as if he was asleep, and as if he was awake.

Abrupt. An illusory figure appeared in Yuwen Zhouyuan's room, and if you look closely, you can find that this illusory figure is a middle-aged man dressed in black.

Although Ding Shangwu looked down on Xin Yuefeng, the second ancestor, he couldn't stand his obsession, and he was the son of his master, so he agreed to come down and help him kill Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Boy, I'm sorry! Who let you offend Xin Yuefeng's second ancestor!Suffer death!" Secretly shouting, Ding Shangwu suddenly pointed a finger, and suddenly, a little light green light went straight to Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyebrows, but he planned to shatter his soul with one blow.

"Whew!" Yuwen Juyuan opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of air, and the pale green light was instantly washed away.

Suddenly, Ding Shangwu was shocked in his heart, his face was shocked for a while, and he said secretly: "It is very likely that this is a master of hidden cultivation!"

"Huh!" Ding Shangwu opened his mouth and spit out seven points of starlight, but it was seven medium-grade flying swords of different colors.

Ding Shangwu believed that under the condition that he made an all-out attack and used the Beidou Sword Array, Yuwen Zhouyuan would definitely die, but things were once again beyond his expectations.

Whether it was seven fingers or one finger, in short, after his finger clicked, the seven flying swords were fixed in the air without taking half a step.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, Ding Shangwu's eyes flickered, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and then, his eyebrows were cold, and he lost consciousness forever.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan's strength reached the auxiliary gods, he practiced the exercises that the Creation Chaos Technique opened again, and after practicing these exercises, he could definitely walk sideways among the auxiliary gods.

For a moment, Xin Yuefeng's face flashed with suspicion and said, "Strange, hasn't Senior Brother Ding Shangwu come back yet?"

"Could it be that Senior Brother Ding Shangwu has an accident?" As soon as this thought came to him, he felt that it was impossible, Yuwen Zhouyuan was an immortal emperor, but Ding Shangwu was a true god, and there were two big realms in between, even if Yuwen Zhouyuan was powerful, he couldn't help Ding Shangwu, how could Ding Shangwu have an accident.

On the third day, he came to the outside of Ding Shangwudong Mansion again, shouting, but still no one responded, and then he panicked and stumbled back to his courtyard, but it was a burst of cranky thoughts.

When the time quietly came, Xin Yuefeng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his soul, and at the same time, a voice that frightened him sounded: "Brother Xin, I forgot to remind you that I left a prohibition in your soul, and it will have an attack in three days, if you fail to come to me half an hour after the attack, your soul will explode." ”

When he arrived in the town, at the request of Yuwen Zhouyuan, Xin Yuefeng took Yuwen Zhouyuan to the secret place where the Flower Python Divine Monarch was detained.

When he arrived at the detention room, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that the Flower Python Divine Monarch was no longer the god of the past, and at this time the mana was sealed, and his temperament was extremely poor, it seemed that if it weren't for the scruples of the Evil God Sect, he would have died a long time ago.

"It's me!" Yuwen Juyuan said.

"No, I'm talking to you about borrowing you something. Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the belly of the Flower Python Divine Monarch, where the ancient god godhead was located.

"Since I borrowed it from you, then you must have it now, I want this!" As he spoke, Yuwen Zhouyuan's big hand stretched out to the abdomen of the Flower Python Divine Monarch and grabbed it.

"It's not good, Yuwen Daoyou, the ban is activated, go quickly, wait for the elders of the sect to know!" Xin Yuefeng said.

"Give me back! Give it back to me!" When Yuwen Zhouyuan grabbed the godhead from the belly of the Flower Python Divine Monarch, the Flower Python Divine Monarch immediately roared.