There will eventually be a fight between Netherworld Palace and Fengwang City. This is inevitable, but Feng Xiao has been planning carefully for so long, how could it be possible for the two sides to just fight and be done with it?
Therefore, before taking action, he first looked at Qingpeng, who was in the position of Qinglong Sect: "Did Brother Qing forget our agreement?"
He spoke directly, causing everyone to look in the direction of the Qinglong Sect. Qingpeng's original plan was to let them fight, and only when they were both injured in the fight could he reap the benefits, but he didn't
I thought that the situation that was originally one-sided towards Fengwang City would turn into what it is now.
Nowadays, most of the small sects are hesitant to participate in this melee. Therefore, most of the people coming towards Fengwang City are masters of the hidden world who are coming to get the few artifacts given by Feng Xiao. The rest are coming.
Several sects that usually followed Fengwang City's lead were silent at the moment.
Of course Qingpeng was hesitant. He knew that if he made a move at this time, the Longyue Sect, Fenghua Pavilion, and Qingfeng Sect would probably follow suit. In this way, the advantage would still be on their side. If he didn't
If it takes action, then the other sects will probably not take action easily. It is still a matter of time to say whether they can destroy Netherworld Palace by then.
Before he could decide whether to stand up or not, his son Qingteng had already stood up.
"Of course our Qinglong Sect keeps what we say." Qingteng "Huo" stood up, jumped lightly, and landed in the camp of Phoenix King City.
Ling Shang's face turned pale with fright. He, what happened to him today?
At this moment, her eyes couldn't help but fall on Yu Ye, who was in the Nether Palace camp. She was actually wearing black clothes today. Even though she was dressed in black and her forehead hair covered half of her face, Ling Shang still glanced at her.
I recognized him.
She had a very bad feeling in her heart.
At the same time, Yu Ye also raised his eyes slightly, first glanced at Qing Teng in the opponent's camp, and then glanced at Ling Shang who had been sitting next to Qing Teng from a distance and seemed a little frightened at the moment.
This is really a joke! She was still able to commit herself to the enemy who had cried out for revenge, whether alive or dead. He felt disgusted when such a woman said she liked him.
Feng Qiwu, who was following Yu Ye, saw that something was wrong with Yu Ye's expression, but at this moment, she couldn't do anything, so she had to reach out her hand and gently hold Yu Ye's fingers.
Yuye's heart was crazily intertwined with hatred that he could not let go. His cold fingers had no trace of warmth, but suddenly, he touched a trace of warmth. This warmth was like an invisible force, and it was like an invisible force.
He was brought back to reality.
His peripheral vision fell on Feng Qiwu beside him, and for some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of peace in his heart.
When Qing Teng showed up, An Xici naturally noticed Ling Shang who was sitting with Qing Teng before. Her eyes suddenly deepened and her fingers were slightly raised. Ling Shang, who was sitting in the audience seat, was suddenly pulled by gravity.
With a push, he rolled down from his seat and fell into the venue awkwardly.
Everyone was startled by this sudden scene and had no idea what was happening. At this moment, Mo Yan, who had been standing silently behind An Xici, suddenly grabbed An Xibi's hand.