Chapter 61 Small Kingdom

"Evil door! What an evil door..."

"Evil Gate? You don't know yet, do you? What happened in Zhongyu Hongzhou in the ancient Tianyun Danzong underground palace is evil..."

In the gorgeous pavilion, most of what the practitioners talked about was the shocking war in Leiyin Monument some time ago. Su Yan frowned. Some time ago, he heard some clues from a disciple outside the Blood Emperor's Hall, but he didn't expect that the outcome of the war would come out like this. Unexpectedly, it seems that no one knows what happened except those who survived the war!

What kind of strong people are that? Is it the strong people of the Leiyin Pure Land that can actually smash the siege of the three sects in one fell swoop? In this way, Leiyin Pure Land is too powerful! The immortal imperial weapon of the Holy Lord of the Blood Emperor's Palace almost fell!?

Is it supreme? Su Yan's pupils shrank, and this idea came to his mind.

Generally speaking, people here will not easily think of the supreme action. After all, without their messages for so many years, most people think that the supremes have gone to another larger world, so more people think that this is due to the foundation of Leiyin Pure Land. After all, Leiyin Pure Land was once the most mysterious created by Leiyin Supreme. !

"Shh! Don't talk about it! Look who's here!..."

I don't know when, at the entrance of the pavilion, stood a man in a heavy silver robe. The man was handsome and his face was perfect, which made many peerless women jealous. The feminine appearance made people feel a little enchanting.

Cold bathe the wind! Su Yan's pupils shrank, lowered his head slightly, remained calm, restrained his breath, and constantly sensed the movement over there.

Leng Mufeng was followed by a middle-aged man in official clothes and two bodyguards. Leng Mufeng slowly walked into the pavilion, his faint eyes swept over, deterred by his prestige, and everyone's voices suddenly dropped.

"Cold son, please!" The man in official clothes sat down with Leng Mufeng.

"Lord Luo, if you have any questions about this time, you'd better say something." Leng Mufeng looked calm and looked at the official surnamed Luo.

"Good! Mr. Leng has admired the prestige of the Blood Emperor's Hall for a long time. He has submitted invitations many times and wanted to visit in person many times, but he failed to do so. Today, thanks to Mr. Leng's dislike him, he was able to see Mr. Leng's demeanor. It is really an honor for me, Luo. Today, I will serve tea instead of wine and do it first!" Lord Luo was full of brilliance, his words were beaded, and immediately drank a cup of fragrant tea.

Leng Mufeng frowned and listened to his words and said lightly, "Lord Luo, let's get down to business."

Seeing Leng Mufeng's impatient expression, Lord Luo smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Leng did not refuse this time. He must also know the purpose of my trip. I have written many letters about this in the past. Here I will personally say that the worship of the Phantom Kingdom will always be left by the strong man of the Blood Emperor Hall!"

Leng Mufeng looked at Lord Luo faintly and couldn't help thinking about it. Lord Luo's purpose was very clear, that is, he wanted to pull his blood palace into the kingdom of illusion.

If in the past, Leng Mufeng did not disdain and ignore such people at all, that's why Lord Luo said a little injustice that he had repeatedly asked, but now he has to carefully consider these things!

After the strange battle of Leiyin Monument, the whole Blood Palace was in an extremely dangerous state. Even the Holy Lord of the Blood Palace was seriously injured and almost fell. As for the snow soul and a group of elders also fell in that battle, although the Blood Palace has countless years of heritage. Dian, there are also many hidden strong people in the door, but Leng Mufeng can't shout them around. Unless the Blood Emperor Hall is on the verge of extinction, those peerless strong will not be born easily!

The Holy Lord of the Blood Emperor's Hall was severely damaged, and all the burdens in the sect were weighed on Leng Mufeng. He had to think about the whole sect. More importantly, they have operated their plans for countless years and could not be ruined by anything!

"What kind of treatment can the Phantom Kingdom give me to the Blood Emperor Hall?" A trace of unnatural flashed in Leng Mufeng's eyes, but now he has to put down his noble identity.

"So! Mr. Leng promised to enter my fantasy kingdom!?" Lord Luo said happily.

Leng Mufeng frowned slightly and said coldly, "There are some things in my Blood Emperor Hall, and I hope to get the full help of the Phantom Kingdom."

"Mr. Leng, don't worry, as for what my Phantom Kingdom can do for the Blood Emperor Hall, the whole country will definitely do its best!" Lord Luo did not ask what happened to Leng Mufeng. After all, the fragile agreement reached so easily cannot be disintegrated because of this doubt. Moreover, the thin camel is bigger than the horse. If it really violates the majesty of the Blood Palace, it is not good for the fantasy kingdom. Moreover, Lord Luo knows it even more clearly at the present. What a rare opportunity to send help in the snow!

"Bang! Bang! Pa!" The sound of crisp slapping was very harsh in the pavilion full of practitioners.

I don't know when another unpredictable man came in from the entrance of the pavilion. The man was handsome, with snow-white hair on his head and a sickly pale face. There was a string of copper bells hanging around his waist, full of cold breath. At this time, the man stared at the cold wind and smiled and said nothing.

The man's breath was so strange that Su Yan looked at the man vaguely and was very curious.

"Brother Zhong? What are you doing here?" Leng Mufeng looked at the handsome man with unnatural eyes.

"This pavilion was originally set up for me, but it seems abrupt for Brother Leng to ask this." Zhong Lingtian gushed out a chill around him and smiled faintly.

"It's true that I was abrupt." There was a trace of consteration on Leng Mufeng's feminine and handsome face, and suddenly felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Presumably this is Zhong Lingtian, the proud figure of the Heavenly Ghost House, Zhong Shaoxia, right? Luo was lucky to see it, and Sansheng was lucky! Today is a pair of good things! Can Zhong Shaoxia come to our table and have a good talk with Mr. Leng? Lord Luo's eyes appeared.

"Good things come in pairs?" Zhong Lingtian smiled, his white hair fluttered, and his pale face gave people a sick feeling: "What's the good thing? Can you tell me?"

"This?" Lord Luo suddenly remembered something and scolded himself in his heart that he was confused.

The cold face was also covered with frost in an instant.

"Brother Leng, the defeat of a battle of Leiyin Monuments did not expect that it would lead to the decline of your Blood Palace to such a level!" Zhong Lingtian's hair was snow-white and blocked half of his face. He looked at the silent cold wind and said, "I heard that you have made a big deal in Hongzhou, Central! Holding the immortal blood emperor's knife, he killed all the disciples of Tianyun Danzong with one knife, and even the senior Ning Feng, who practiced in the Rongling Realm, was almost destroyed by you! It's really admirable! But what about now? How dare you compromise with a small kingdom? When did the Blood Emperor's Hall, one of the three hegemons of Mingzhou in the northern region, fall into such a situation!?

"Young Man! I can't say that, I'm phantom..."

"Shut up!" Zhong Lingtian's cold eyes looked at Lord Luo, and the cold breath made him almost breathless with a bodyguard behind him: "Hum! Phantom Kingdom? Self-righteous! Do you really think you are a great force? I can wipe you from Mingzhou in the northern region by burying the ghost house!"

Bump! Oh!... The three took a few steps back before they recovered. Lord Luo looked at Zhong Lingtian with a look of astony! He never thought that there was no emotion in Zhong Lingtian's words, and the way he looked at him seemed to be looking at an ant!

However, when Zhong Lingtian speaks like this, no one can refute it. The power of the Heavenly Ghost Mansion is so powerful that it is difficult to speculate that if a kingdom wants to flatten it, it must be easy!

"Enough!" The cold and gentle face was full of irritability. He looked at Lord Luo beside him and said lightly, "Go back. There is nothing for you here."

Lord Luo hesitated a little, then nodded slightly, bowed his head and said no, his face was uncertain, and immediately turned away with the bodyguard.

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