He Xilou was so powerful and one of the lords of the Apocalypse Sea Territory that Xiao Shanyan did not dare to confront him and could only swallow his grievances and anger.
He Xilou looked at the Feng Protector holding the Thunder Sword and said with a smile: "Xiao Shanyan, you have become more capable, do you even have to deal with me on guard?"
Xiao Shanyan glared at the two Protectors Feng, "You haven't put down your sword yet."
The two guardians looked at each other, looked at He Xilou, and then they all put down their weapons.
He Xilou walked to the stairs, folded his hands on his chest, and stared at the practitioners under the stairs.
"Old Xiao, you have been in charge of Zilingyuan for many years. It's time to step aside and give the young people a chance to make a living." He Xilou said meaningfully: "What do you think?"
"Since Lord He has made a decision, why do you need to ask Mr. Xiao?" Xiao Shanyan's face was cold and hard, with blood flowing all over his face.
He was neither quick nor slow, neither salty nor indifferent. Apart from the initial shock, there was no fluctuation in his expression.
Xiao Shanyan took out a hemostatic pill and drank it.
"In this case, Kuang Kuai Ren will speak straight to the point." He Xilou said: "From now on, Ziling Garden will be handed over to Ye Qingge. If anyone refuses, stand up. The Nanshan Sword in my hand will never show mercy."
"Lord He, do you really want to kill them all?" Xiao Shanyan clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth and said: "You know what kind of existence Ziling Garden is to me, take away Ziling Garden,
Wouldn’t it cost me my life?”
"Is your life valuable?"
The Nanshan Sword pressed against Xiao Shanyan's temple, and He Xilou raised his eyebrows.
This is the power of Tianqi Sea.
The thirty-six lords were unscrupulous and domineering, and He Xilou was only the lowest among them.
It is precisely because of the existence of these people that Xiao Shanyan and others cannot cross the Tianqi Sea.
Xiao Shanyan is a cruel person. He always believes that as long as the green mountains are there, he will not be afraid of running out of firewood.
When you die, you really sleep underground.
Xiao Shanyan believed that as long as he dared to resist, He Xilou's sword would penetrate his head.
"Old Xiao, show your sincerity. You have hurt my people so badly. If you don't show some sincerity, it will be unjustifiable. If other lords find out, I can't even subdue a small Fengyun Town. What else can I do?"
Hanging out in Tianqihai?" He Xilou said, but he was constantly forcing Xiao Shanyan with his words.
The coldness seeped out of Nanshan Sword.
Xiao Shanyan's dignity was crushed.
He walked down the stairs slowly, his cheeks scarred and bloodied, looking a bit ferocious.
The two guardians, Feng and Chong, followed closely behind and were loyal.
Xiao Shanyan stopped three steps away from Qing Ge, staring at Qing Ge with eyes like fire.
Qingge was dressed in black, her blood was surging, she smiled coldly, and her eyes swept over Xiao Shanyan.
"Master Xiao still wants to teach me the rules?" Qingge asked.
"Feng Chong, I have met Night Lord." After Xiao Shanyan finished speaking, he knelt on one knee in front of Qingge with a plop, "Night Lord, from now on, Ziling Garden will be under your control, and all cultivators will obey your orders.
, in Fengyun Town, you are the only one who obeys."
Xiao Shanyan is a smart person and he is also cruel to himself.
His dignity is priceless, and he is a joke in the face of life and death.
He Xilou has a murderous intention, and he can only find a way out by pleasing Ye Qingge.
The singer stretched out her hand, and the Mingwang Sword appeared in her palm. She pierced Xiao Shanyan's shoulder blade with the knife, her eyes widened, and she glared at Xiao Shanyan, "I am the only one who obeys? Xiao Shanyan, do you know what is the most excessive thing you have done so far?
No matter which plane they are cultivators, they follow you because they want to earn a living, but more importantly, they want to leave Fengyun Town and go to the world overseas in Tianqi, wandering in the heavenly realm, and not regret it even if they die in a foreign land."
Qingge pulled out the Mingwang sword, and the blood splashed on the black shirt, like the plum blossoms blooming at night, so beautiful and picturesque that my heart was drawn to it.
Qingge smiled cruelly and said in a cold voice: "Your biggest mistake is to form cliques and think yourself righteous. We are all outsiders, but you still have to divide them into different ranks. If you do this, you are looking down on yourself."
Qing Ge looked at the cultivators around him. They suddenly knelt down and did not dare to speak.
Even Xiao Shanyan knelt down, and He Xilou pressed on. Who of these mid-level cultivators with a strong sense of superiority dared to stand?
"You come from the middle plane and look down on the lower planes. When you insult and beat those in the lower planes, you also blame the cultivators in the higher planes for looking down on you. Are you idiots?"
Qingge said angrily: "Can the middle plane think that it is superior to others? Strength is respected, and everything else is empty talk! Do you think that people from the lower plane are just trash? Do you know that the continent of the lower plane,
The spiritual energy is not pure enough. The contracted beasts are lucky to have a high-level magical beast. In such an environment, they can break through to the Great Spiritual Master. They have worked several times harder than you. They are worthy of being proud of being able to stand in this vast territory.
, and if you are excluding the same kind, don't blame other people and disdain your company!"
"Master Liu." Qing Ge shouted loudly.
"I'm here." Liu Yan'er smiled.
"In Ziling Garden, all those who commit heinous crimes will be killed without leaving a single one alive. Those who have made serious mistakes and have extenuating circumstances will be exempted from the death penalty and will not be able to escape. No one can be left behind and will be executed by Mr. Hu himself. Xiao Shanyan is in a high position.
Although you have never participated in any bad things, turning a blind eye is another kind of scheming. You know clearly that your subordinates are doing many evil things, but you open your eyes and close your eyes to blindly pass by. This is a serious crime and will be punished with eight hundred lashes!" Qingge's words were like thunder.
The sound penetrated my ears and resounded throughout Zilingyuan.
He Xilou looked at Qingge from a distance, his eyes filled with light.
Eight Kings.
A legendary existence.
Perhaps, he can give it a try and return to the top!
Xiao Shanyan lowered his head, his face flushed.
Every word Ye Qingge said was humiliating him.
But when I thought about it again, I suddenly realized it.
The words were rough and logical, but in fact every word was reasonable, but he didn't want to accept it.
Everyone knows the truth.
"If people of the same kind are repelling each other and crowding out each other, they can only struggle in a narrow quagmire, and forget about the vast sea and sky."
Qing Ge lowered his head, leaned over, and grabbed Xiao Shanyan's chin, "I don't want your life, and I don't blame you, but the sins suffered by the brothers in Xilou must be paid back. After eight hundred lashes, what will happen between you and me?"
The hatred ends here. Xiao Shanyan, tell me, do you want to cross the Tianqi Sea and become the Master?"
Qing Ge’s eyes were red.
Xiao Shanyan's cold blood was as hot as fire.
He blurted out: "I want to!"
Who doesn’t want to be a master?
Who wouldn’t want to stand at the top and look down at the world, with that proud and artificial posture, and all the movements of his hands and feet in the style of the 95th Five-Year Plan!
Qingge looked back at everyone, "Do you want to do this?"
The clear sound resounded through the sky.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the woman standing in the crowd.
A second ago, they were sworn enemies facing each other with swords drawn. At this moment, they worked together and there was no hostility anymore.
"think!"
The cultivators in Zilingyuan shouted almost in unison, their ears deafening, rising to the sky.