Seeing this situation, Song Qingbi, the master of the Yunxiao Tiangong Palace on the high tower, couldn't help but look angry. He clenched his hands tightly and crushed a railing made of earth crystal into powder in an instant.
"That's unreasonable!"
"Even if the Saint of Yunxiao needs to face punishment, it should be dealt with by our Yunxiao Palace. When will it be her turn to act arrogantly in Chayuan Holy Land?"
"A mere Supreme Elder dares to be arrogant. Does he really think that all of us in Yunxiao Tiangong are women and that they are easy to bully?"
The Palace Master of Yunxiao Tiangong was filled with anger and was about to order his subordinates to bring the Lord Lingyu back here.
However, a hoarse and deep voice came from behind:
"Why is Palace Master Yunxiao so angry?"
"Although I, Xuanzi of the Chayuan Holy Land, died, I only wanted to seek justice. I did not really want the Holy Lady of Yunxiao to pay for my life."
Before he finished speaking, as a dark red cloud floated, a thin middle-aged man appeared and came to the high tower.
The Palace Master of Yunxiao Tiangong said: "Huyan Qingliu, since you are here, I guess the other masters from Chayuan Holy Land have also come to our Yunxiao Tiangong?"
The person in front of me is the current head of Chayuan Holy Land, Huyan Qingliu.
The leader of Chayuan Holy Land said: "After hearing that the envoys from the Nine Heavens Realm arrived at Yunxiao Palace, I immediately activated the teleportation formation and arrived at Yunxiao City."
"But I didn't expect to see such embarrassing things just after arriving here."
The Palace Master of Yunxiao Tiangong said: "I was originally surprised that the Supreme Elder of Nachayuan Holy Land dared to capture the saint under my sect within the territory of Yunxiao Tiangong."
"It turns out you are the one supporting me!"
The head of Chayuan Holy Land said: "What the Palace Master said is strange."
"In this matter, you, the Saint of Yunxiao, killed my Xuanzi from Chayuan Holy Land first. Why does it seem that our Chayuan Holy Land is being unreasonable?"
The Palace Master of Yunxiao Tiangong did not want to have any more entanglements with the leader of Chayuan Holy Land, so he immediately said:
"Hu Yan Qingliu, what do you really want? Just say it bluntly, why bother beating around the bush!"
Hu Yanqingliu, the leader of Chayuan Holy Land said:
"It's simple. As long as the Holy Lady of Yunxiao agrees to become a spiritual couple with the Son of God of our Chayuan Holy Land, then the Holy Lady of Yunxiao will also be regarded as a member of our Chayuan Holy Land."
"In this way, both Yunxiao Palace and our Chayuan Holy Land can save their face. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
The Palace Master of Yunxiao Tiangong laughed sarcastically upon hearing this, and then spoke:
"At the expense of a mere Xuanzi, you have exchanged for a saint girl in my Yunxiao Palace whose talent is not inferior to yours, the Son of Chayuan."
"Hu Yanqingliu, your wishful thinking is really loud..."
The head of Nachayuan Holy Land curled his lips and then said with a smile:
"Now that the envoys from the Nine Heavens God Realm have arrived in the Yunxiao Palace, I think there will be more masters from our Zhongzhou land arriving in the Yunxiao City later."
"I think it's better for the palace master to think carefully about the solution I proposed. It's better to calm down the matter than to lose face and anger the messenger of the Nine Heavens God Realm?"
The Palace Master of Yunxiao Tiangong naturally knew that the head of the Chayuan Holy Land was using the messengers from the heavenly realm and the major forces in Zhongzhou to threaten him and put pressure on him.
She was extremely angry at this time, but as the palace master of Yunxiao Palace, she had to put the overall situation first and suppress her anger.
"Young man surnamed Han, if you are willing to hand over the Yunling Xuanmu and the Flame-eating White Jade Bottle, and then kowtow three times to His Highness the Son of God of the Divine Wind Sanctuary, I will spare your life today."
The supreme elder of the Divine Wind Sanctuary glanced sideways at Han Jiulin and immediately spoke.
"Yes, as long as you kowtow to the Son of God of our Jiujue Sanctuary to apologize and ask for his forgiveness, we in the Jiujue Sanctuary can forget about it."
One of the masters from the Nine Jue Holy Domain sneered at Han Jiulin and said sarcastically.
"Young man surnamed Han, if you come here this time, it is impossible to take away the Holy Maiden of Yunxiao."
"Because the Son of God of our Chayuan Holy Land has taken a liking to Saint Yunxiao and will definitely become a spiritual couple with her, so you can rest assured."
When the Supreme Elder of Kamikaze Sanctuary saw Han Jiulin lowering his head and not responding for a long time, his patience gradually ran out. He stared at Han Jiulin and spoke again:
"Young man named Han, if you continue to be stubborn, don't blame us for being ruthless."
"At that time, not only your life, but also your relatives and friends will be implicated by you and suffer revenge from the major forces in our Zhongzhou area. Are you likely to bear the consequences?"
Han Jiulin was already extremely angry. After hearing the words of the Supreme Elder of the Divine Wind Sanctuary, he broke the last string of reason.
The dragon has reverse scales, if you touch it you will die!
The Son of God of the Nachayuan Holy Land did not notice the changes in Han Jiulin at this time. He actually stepped forward and spoke openly and mockingly towards Han Jiulin:
"I said your surname is Han, so just don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Saintess Yunxiao for you."
"Perhaps after I've had enough fun with her, I'll send her back to you to make your life a happy couple."
"Hahaha!"
When Han Jiulin heard this, the world-destroying demonic energy in his body enveloped his whole body as his anger spurted out. Suddenly, the silver-white thunder beside his body turned into black and red.
Then he suddenly raised his head and shot out a wave of black and red flames, instantly piercing the heart of the Son of God of Chayuan Holy Land who was closest to him!
Naturally, the Son of God in Nachayuan Holy Land did not expect that Han Jiulin would actually dare to kill him. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and then he fell heavily into the sky.
When the Supreme Elder of Chayuan Holy Land who was nearby saw this unexpected situation, he naturally took action immediately.
He first held the Son of God of the Nachayuan Holy Land with one arm, and then collected the black demonic fire with the spiritual treasure in his hand.
But it was too late to take action at this time.
"How unreasonable, you actually dare to kill the Son of God of Chayuan Holy Land!"
"You little bastard surnamed Han, I think you have entered the devil's path. If you don't kill me here today, I don't know how many innocent lives will be lost at your hands in the future!"
The Supreme Elder of the Divine Wind Sanctuary screamed angrily and suddenly struck at Han Jiulin, sweeping out countless gusts of wind and air blades, intending to cut Han Jiulin's body into pieces.
Han Jiulin didn't move at all as he sneered, but a bloody robe suddenly appeared and was draped over his body.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely ferocious blood energy erupted from Han Jiulin's body, shattering those violent wind blades in an instant.
When the new generation masters of Zhongzhou who originally surrounded Han Jiulin saw this situation, they were naturally frightened and stepped back one after another, fearing that they would be contaminated by the extremely evil blood and die inexplicably.
Only the supreme elders of the major forces in Zhongzhou were still in their original positions and did not retreat.