Seeing that Jin Zhongjun had not moved yet, Yanqi Shenren narrowed his eyes and looked at the former with his head tilted, with a look of teasing on his face.
"What? I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, and you dare not even listen to my words?"
"Jin Zhongjun, is it possible that you want to rebel?"
"Whoa!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the fourth-turn god standing next to Yan Qi flashed and appeared in front of Jin Zhongjun like a ghost.
Both of them have the same level of cultivation, more than half of the fourth rank, but the aura of this fourth rank divine man is much more powerful than that of Jin Zhongjun.
He stood beside Jin Zhongjun, his true divine power surging with cyan brilliance, and his eyes, like the sharpest swords, stared straight at Jin Zhongjun who was kneeling on the ground.
It seems that if Jin Zhongjun dares to say even half a word "no", he will kill the former without hesitation.
Jin Zhongjun trembled like chaff. Although he was in the same state, he did not dare to face Yan Qi's sharp edge.
"No, no, I don't dare, I don't dare..."
While he was talking, Jin Zhongjun hurriedly picked up the Xiaoshen Pill from the ground, which could reduce his cultivation to the level of a third-level god in just a quarter of an hour, and put it into his mouth without even thinking about it.
The hall became silent.
Yan Qi said nothing, only watched Jin Zhongjun swallow the Xiaoshen Pill with stern eyes.
After waiting for a while, he laughed contemptuously.
"Jin Zhongjun, don't forget, if you can say anything in Jinzhou, who is behind you?"
"In the past 300,000 years, there have been only three gods above Rank 5 in the Western Realm, and all three of these people were killed one by one by the Five Gods City after they fled."
"If you still take chances, don't blame me for not warning you. You might have followed in the footsteps of the three of them."
"..."
After hearing this, Jin Zhongjun was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He kept kowtowing and said: "I dare not forget the words of the Lord God Envoy. I also ask the Lord God Envoy to say a few kind words for the villain in front of the city lord...
Next time, when the Lord God Envoy comes again, I will make up my share of the treasures and will not disappoint the Lord God Envoy again."
Yan Qi nodded with satisfaction: "Then it depends on your performance."
As he spoke, Yan Qi stood up and said to the entourage he had brought: "Pack up everything and take it back."
Stepping to the front of the palace, Yan Qi was ready to leave.
Before leaving, he said to Jin Zhongjun: "Let me remind you, if you really can't get enough shares, you can destroy Tianying City, King of Thunder Drum City, isn't it because of Zhao Yunfei who annexed Hongliu City?
Was he just recruited to Five Gods City? You can learn from him, haha..."
Wushencheng has always acted in a domineering manner.
They have only one purpose in going to the Western Realm, and that is to inspect the practice status of their fellow practitioners in the Western Realm, and also to extort a lot of treasures back.
But it's definitely not because they lack treasures.
Because compared to the poverty in the west, the environment in the east is much better, and they have no shortage of resources for cultivation.
The purpose of this regular extortion is to restrict the development of the Western Boundary, so that the Eastern Boundary can firmly suppress the Western Boundary.
Yanqi left with the people, and it was Jin Zhongjun who personally sent them out of the hall.
This group of people didn't even stay in Jinzhou for a quarter of an hour, and they took away the treasures that Jin Zhongjun had prepared for nearly ten thousand years.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t give it.
He also forced Jin Zhongjun to swallow a Xiaoshen pill that suppressed his cultivation.
Watching Yan Qi leave, Jin Zhongjun changed from humble to gnashing his teeth.
But before he could point at the sky and curse loudly, suddenly, there was a roar deep in the harem, which pulled his thoughts back from hating Yan Qi.
"What's up?"
Feeling the ground shaking, Jin Zhongjun turned around in shock, and before he could say anything, he saw someone rushing towards him.
It was the subordinate in charge of guarding his harem: "City Lord, something bad has happened. There are unknown people in the back hall of Jinsu Palace, trying to break into Jinsu Palace."
"Jin Sol Palace?"
The place where Feng Jueyu was imprisoned was called Jinsu Palace.
But Jin Zhongjun cannot tell too many people about this matter, lest the news leak out and cause unnecessary trouble.
This subordinate of his did not know that he imprisoned a felon in Jinshu Palace who had tortured him for more than six thousand years, and thought that someone was sneaking into Jinzhongjun's lair with evil intentions.
Jin Zhongjun was stunned for a second, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Something happened in the Jinshu Palace, and the boy hiding in the space artifact must have escaped.
Damn it, it's been six thousand years, and the Minghui Water can't do anything to him.
"Calling people right away, sealing off the whole city, opening all available harem garrison formations, and don't let even a fly fly out."
After Jin Zhongjun learned the news, he only paused for less than five seconds and immediately issued an order to blockade the entire city.
Then he hurried to the harem quickly and asked, "Did you see anyone?"
"I saw it."
"Where?"
"The thief is escaping behind the Jinli Palace."
"Block it, block it for me. Whoever can catch the thief and throw him away will be rewarded heavily."
"If he is allowed to run away, I will ask you questions."
"As you command!"
After Jin Zhongjun quickly conveyed several orders, Jin Zhongjun's palace was completely boiling.
Not too long, I don’t know how many little gods and gods poured into the harem. If someone could look down from the sky at this time, they would definitely find that there are people running around in the depths of Jin Zhongjun’s harem.
silhouette.
Not only that, all the servants and slaves inside were controlled and screened one by one.
In the main hall of the palace where Lord Jin Zhong is located, all the internal and external defense formations were activated one after another. In just one cup of tea, different types of light masks were covering the outside of the large and small buildings in the palace.
A layer of blue, white, purple and red fog, overwhelming passwords...
There were also many roars of divine pets, which were also heard from deep inside the palace.
Even in Jinzhou City, countless little gods and gods have emerged, running back and forth in the streets of various neighborhoods.
It can be said that Feng Jueyu's escape directly stabbed Jin Zhongjun in the lungs.
He finally encouraged several masters to go to the Blood Transformation Forest, find the Secret Palace of the Witch Palace, and find out the news about the Oblivion Stone.
The treasures were all available, but Feng Jueyu snatched them away.
It took him more than six thousand years to force Feng Jueyu out.
Who would have thought that in the end, there was nothing that could be done to him, and today, while he was away for a while, he actually escaped from the stone trough and turned into the underworld water and fled. How can it not be hateful.
Jin Zhongjun thought bitterly, unable to hold back any longer, he used nineteen kinds of body and magic skills, and chased him out like a gust of wind.
His speed is so fast that no one can keep up...
…
at the same time……
Under the guidance of the Witch God, Feng Jueyu had already rushed out of the three palaces.
The place where Jin Zhongjun lives is very large and there are many guards.
At the beginning, Feng Jueyu rushed out of Jinshu Palace without encountering much resistance.
But as the roar spread, he encountered a group of patrolling guards.
Of course, these guards were no match for him, and he killed them all without mercy.
There are only six people in total.
Then he climbed over the wall, and someone saw him committing the murder and chased him all the way.
Not long after, all the various formations in the palace were activated, and there were impassable defensive formations everywhere.
In addition, he did not want to stop and be trapped by Jin Zhongjun again, so it was impossible to completely hide his whereabouts on the road. As a result, the more people he killed, the more pursuers appeared.
On the path leading to the inner palace outside the palace, Feng Jueyu had gone completely crazy.
At this time, he was running on a spacious path. On the walls on both sides, people kept jumping over him. In front of him were more than dozens of besiegers, and behind him were countless pursuers.
Feng Jueyu, who was working alone, had already taken off the purple air bell hanging on his waist, and a large amount of purple mist was continuously sprayed out from the bell.
As the mist filled the air, as long as it was inhaled, it would make people's qi and blood disordered and their qi flow sluggish, which helped him a lot.
In this way, when Feng Jueyu rushed to a palace gate, he was besieged by at least twenty people.
"Poof! Poof! Poof!"
Feng Jueyu dared not stop taking the next step because he was afraid that Jin Zhongjun would catch up.
During the swift attack, Feng Jueyu used the Nine Lotus Sword Technique to the extreme. In addition to not revealing his sword intention, which he had condensed into thirty-six kinds of principles, every time he made a sword, there would be eighteen kinds of principles following him.
Its sword energy is unparalleled and unstoppable. Even ordinary divine weapons can't withstand a few stabs, let alone small gods and one-turn gods.
At this time, the low-grade divine talisman had completely lost its function in his Nine Lotus Sword Art.
Kill all the way, chop all the way...
No matter how many people are behind you.
His wind-chasing magic is very fast. With just a little bit of the power of the twelve principles, he can move as fast as the wind and lightning, and ordinary people can't catch his movements.
Coupled with the fact that the Witch God was backing him up, Feng Jueyu became even more arrogant and rushed out of the palace desperately.
The blazing white sword energy swept wildly, leaving corpses all over the ground behind him.
At this moment, two second-level divine beings suddenly turned over on the right side of the courtyard wall.
"Bold, who dares to do evil in Jinzhou Palace, and he won't be captured without me!"
A second-level god cursed, raised his hand and held out a silver shield covered with barbs. He held the shield in one hand and ran towards Feng Jueyu.
"Get out of my way!"
Feng Jueyu didn't have time to talk nonsense with a second-level god. When he saw this man holding a shield in one hand, he was so arrogant that he didn't even think about it, so he sent out the Nine Lotus Flower Sacrifice.
Nine-colored brilliance rose from beneath the blazing white sword energy. With just one encounter, the shield in Er Zhuan's hand was torn into two halves by Feng Jueyu's sword energy.
"Bang!"
As soon as the silver shield exploded, the second-turn god man spat out a mouthful of old blood and flew backwards.
When he landed, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he couldn't figure out why his defensive weapon couldn't even catch the opponent's sword energy.
At this moment, another second-level god-man raised his sword high and slashed it down in the air, pointing directly at Feng Jueyu's head.
"Bold maniac, lie down..."
Feng Jueyu didn't even raise his eyelids, green light and golden light flashed alternately under his feet, he jumped out from the sword edge, and then raised his sword behind him.
The blazing white sword energy penetrated from the back of the second-turn god-man.