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Chapter 907: War of words

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As Feng Yi took his seat at the main table, the banquet officially began.

“It tastes really good.”

Tian Yanzi raised the wine cup and drank it boldly, licking his lips as if savoring the aroma of the wine in his mouth.





In the Dragon Palace, people were drinking and drinking.

A highly skilled piano girl was playing music for the dancers on the field.

"Mr. Lingyuan, why don't you first tell me what good plan you have."

The voice that suddenly spoke at this time was hoarse and unpleasant, like a night owl. The speaker was an old man wearing a black shroud, with a shriveled face, and eyes like blood beans looking up at Feng Yi.

"Otherwise we wouldn't have the heart to enjoy yourself here."

Feng Yi cast his eyes over and said with an interesting tone, "It turns out it's Shu Lao. You're fine."

The old man's name is Xue Ming Old Demon. It is said that he is a bloodthirsty tree in the mountains that has become a Taoist. Eight hundred years ago, he sucked all the people in a county to death. As a result, he was hunted by the Great Wall for a long time. Finally,

Disappeared.

In fact, he changed his name and hid in a body of water in the west.

The old demon Xue Ming did not dare to rely on his old age in front of Feng Yi, so he quickly raised his hands and said: "Thank you to Lord Lingyuan for remembering me."

Feng Yi glanced at the field, put down the wine glass in his hand, and got down to business: "Then let's get straight to the point. The purpose of inviting everyone here this time is to discuss how to deal with the suppression of the Yin Division.

"Let's hear your thoughts first."

"Zheng~"

The guzheng suddenly stopped, and the piano girls and dancers all bent down and retreated.

The atmosphere quietly became solemn again.

The delicious wine and food in the mouths of the monsters became tasteless, and they all looked at Feng Yi, who was sitting in the chair.

"Lingyuan Gong is joking, what can we think? It's just that we don't want to die but we can only wait to die."

A young man in his twenties, with a dark beak, eyes as dark as ink and a lifeless tone, said in an indifferent tone: "In front of the underworld, I'm afraid that I will be like a mantis."

"Master Siyun is right."

The dog demon with corpse spots on his face and a huge sarcoma on his forehead then said: "Besides, they just showed their power in Tianbei some time ago, so the three demons of Beishan should be tortured in the eighteenth level of hell now."

As soon as these words came out, many demons' faces suddenly turned ugly.

Eighteen levels of hell!

Just thinking about it makes my heart and liver tremble. Considering their sins, it will take at least hundreds of thousands of years to start.

"The three monsters of Beishan are all antiques from the past."

The person speaking at this time was a woman wearing modern clothes. She had a pure appearance and a graceful figure. Her charming eyes seemed to be able to draw away people's soul. Her red lips parted lightly: "Didn't the ghost king who worshiped the mountain in the past few years fall into the underworld?"

in hand.

"His old man is in a real hot state!

"But so what, I heard that he died at the hands of that Empress Meng. When I heard the news, the heart of the slave family... was so scared that they flew out."

The hot realm corresponds to warm cultivation, which is already a terrifying combat power at the ceiling level.

Such a big shot will die if he wants!

Is there any demon present who dares to say that he is not afraid at all?

You must know that the "Happiness Community", the former power of the Baishan Ghost King, is located in the bustling city of Binhai. At that time, even the powerful intelligence capabilities of the Yinsi could not find it in a short time. In the end, Li Kui and Xu Zhao discovered it by chance.

Where can they hide?

At this time, Moggallana drank a glass of wine to calm down his shock, and said with a sinister expression: "Now that the biggest obstacle on the land has been solved, it is our turn next. Now the demon kings and ghost kings from the four waters of the Qin Dynasty are gathered here.

, it is a relationship in which both prosper and lose.”

"Two years ago there was news that the Yinsi Department would deal with the water issues."

Grandma Fuyama's eyes flashed with a faint green light, and she spoke in a low and complicated tone: "At first, some people didn't believe it, but recently this rumor has become more and more intense, so I guess it is not without purpose.

"The guillotine hanging over our heads now will be chopped off at any time."

"Lingyuan Gong."

I saw a man with horns on his head and purple snake scales on his face, spitting out snake letters and saying:

"Since we are straight to the point, I, Anaconda, will not beat around the bush with the prince. Since you have sent the invitation letter to everyone, you must have a good plan to deal with it. You might as well tell us and let us listen."

There is absolutely no problem in calling Feng Yi the prince. After all, Feng Yi was once given a divine title by the imperial court, named King Lingyuan Shenyou Hongji.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Feng Yi.

On the other hand, Tian Yanzi, who was sitting at the table drinking alone, had a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and thought disdainfully: "I've been talking for a long time about giving leadership to this birdie Feng Yi. I just don't know where this place is.

Some are idiots, some are stooges, and a few are truly at the end of their rope."

Immediately, he glanced at Feng Yi slightly.

His eyes actually fell on the snow girl beside him, whose white dress made her even more cold.

"Don't say it, it's interesting."

Maybe it's because this unique atmosphere only belongs to two people who know it well.

The arrogant and arrogant Tian Yanzi unexpectedly calmed down for a rare moment at the wine table, and the banquet went on extremely smoothly.

Feng Yi said calmly: "The underworld is indeed a giant. But as far as I know, not all the kings of hell are staying in this world. Their real enemies are not us, and we are not without some ways to deal with them."

In fact, regarding the inside story of the underworld's disappearance for thousands of years, all the demons vaguely understood what was going on.

However, for them, this kind of thing is too far away, and they might as well care about the present.

Hearing Feng Yi's words, the old demon Xue Ming couldn't help but frown: "Lingyuan Gong, even one King of Hell is enough to kill us like ants, not to mention the strength of the palace master of the third division..."

"You misunderstood what I meant."

Feng Yi smiled slightly and said calmly: "I mean there is a way to leave this world."

Those words caused a huge stir, and the Dragon Palace, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became a commotion. Every one of them, even those with profound knowledge, could not help but show a bit of shock.

"Does Duke Lingyuan really mean what he said?"

"If there is such a way, it might be a way to survive."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Mr. Lingyuan, don't try to deceive us."

A flurry of voices suddenly emerged.

There is doubt, but also hope.

"Lingyuan Gong."

At this moment, a magnetic and loud voice overwhelmed the sounds of the demons.

I saw Tian Yanzi sitting on the table with a golden knife, and leisurely put the food into his mouth: "Actually, from just now, I have a question in my heart that I am very curious about."

Feng Yi stared at Tian Yanzi with his deep eyes and smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter if the Demon Lord says so."

Tian Yanzi said meaningfully: "As we all know, Lingyuan Gong's Sanhuai Water Village specializes in the business of Yin and Longevity. It can be increased and deprived easily at will. This is a big taboo of the Yin Division.

"Feng Yi, I'm afraid you are the first on the list of people the Yin Division wants to eradicate."

As he spoke, Tian Yanzi looked at Moggallana with a half-smile: "Didn't the bald donkey just say that we, a group of demons that hinder the footsteps of the underworld, are all in your Sanhuai Water Village now. If someone comes here at this time,

If the army descends from heaven, won't we become meat and fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others!

"It will really save people a lot of energy."

As soon as these words came out, the demons' expressions changed.

"Mr. Lingyuan, I don't mean this."

Moggallana gave Tian Yanzi a sharp look, stood up in a hurry, raised his hands and said, "I'm just emphasizing that we are in the same boat now, and we must advance and retreat together in times of crisis."

The gentle smile on Feng Yi's face did not change, and he said comfortingly like a spring breeze: "I believe you don't mean this. Moggallana, please sit down."

Moggallana breathed a sigh of relief, folded his hands and sat down again.

He abandoned his foundation in the north and ran directly to Sanhuai Water Village to seek Feng Yi's asylum. Of course, he had to take the initiative to explain, otherwise he would really become an arrow in Tian Yanzi's hands.

Immediately, Feng Yi asked Tian Yanzi: "Demon Lord, if you have any questions, you might as well say them all in one breath."

"Actually, there isn't much doubt."

Demon Lord also turned his head to look at Feng Yi. The moment the two looked at each other, he said, "I just want to know what kind of method Lord Lingyuan plans to use to leave this world!"


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