The Desert Sky Alliance controls so many sects and countries, but there has never been a single magic weapon craftsman among them.
He wants to forge divine weapons and also wants to go to other realms.
This country of Lu, which had just joined the Desert Sky Alliance for a few years, actually had a magic weapon craftsman?
Li Mutian was slightly surprised. If it was true, then he would not need to go to other realms to see people's faces in the future.
Even the headmaster of the Seven Immortals Sect has to go there in person. As long as the other party is really a magic weapon craftsman, his level must be not low! The Mountain and River Sword Sect.
In the next few days, before the Jin Yiwei arrived, the king of the neighboring Xingyue Province, 'King Yueyin', came first with his people.
King Yueyin is a few years older than King Shangyin. He is the fourth son of Emperor Lu, and he became the king a relatively long time ago.
Next to him was not only an innate-level worshiper with a cold face, but also a much higher cultivation level than Ouyang Hao.
There are also hundreds of unicorn-riding troops.
In addition, there are several disciples who are at the peak of the Fetal Breath Realm following him.
General Feilong saw Queen Yueyin and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"No gift."
King Yueyin slowly walked into the high shed, sat directly in the seat where General Feilong had been, and then glanced around lightly.
"General Feilong, my seventh brother died on the fiefdom.
You can’t escape involvement in this matter, can you?”
King Yueyin suddenly spoke.
General Feilong's heart skipped a beat, then he glanced at the Xiantian-level worshiper next to King Yueyin, and a hint of fear flashed deep in his eyes.
"I will be punished by death."
General Feilong clasped his hands into his fists and lowered his head.
"It is indeed a capital crime for you to return to Kyoto like this."
King Yueyin nodded slightly.
General Feilong was silent. He could hear that there was something in the other person's words.
"But..." King Yueyin changed the subject, with a faint smile in his eyes: "Since the seventh brother is dead, you have become a masterless person.
Why not take refuge with me?
As long as I give you some advice, I think you can avoid the death penalty."
"This..." General Feilong showed a trace of hesitation on his face.
"King Yueyin values you because you are convinced. Why are you hesitating?"
The Xiantian realm worshiper next to King Yueyin said faintly.
"My lord, I have met King Yueyin!"
General Feilong gritted his teeth and whispered.
A satisfied smile suddenly appeared on King Yueyin's face. He glanced towards the mountain and said with a faint smile: "How long have you been guarding here?
Have the thieves of the Shanhe Sword Sect ever escaped from this place?
The seventh brother died in their hands, and I was also shocked. This act of devouring the king is really rebellious!"
"Well, no one has escaped, it's just..." A wry smile appeared on General Feilong's face.
Before he finished speaking, King Yueyin's eyes fell on the swordsmen of the Xuanji Sword Sect around him again, and he frowned slightly.
"Xuanji Sword Sect?
Now that they are here, why hasn't Master Xuanji arrived yet?
As far as I know, the Xuanji Sword Sect is much closer to this place than our Xingyue Province.
Could it be that just because you are at the peak of the middle stage of the Xiantian Realm, you can be so unfaithful?"
"To report to King Yueyin, Master Xuanji has actually arrived..." General Feilong said in a low voice.
"oh?
arrive?
Then why haven't you shown up yet?
Order him to come to see me."
King Yueyin said calmly.
"This..." "Why are you hesitating?
Did he join the Shanhe Sword Sect first?"
The Xiantian realm priest beside King Yueyin shouted coldly.
"No, it's just that Master Xuanji is afraid that he won't be able to come to see the prince. Only the prince can go to see him..." General Feilong said with a bitter smile.
"What a courage!"
The Xiantian-level worshiper was immediately furious, and the aura from his body swept out crazily, but the Feilong General was also Xiantian and would not be frightened by this.
King Yueyin's voice became a bit gloomier: "You want me to go see him?
Okay, let's go and meet him.
After all, he is one of the four masters of the Lu Kingdom, and with this status, I still have to give him a bit of a thumbs-down."
After more than ten breaths.
General Feilong took King Yueyin and others to the small mound not far from the high shed.
There is a stone tablet in front of the mound, with a series of large characters carved on it like a knife or an axe.
Be silent for a few breaths.
King Yueyin slowly spoke: "You said Master Xuanji is inside?"
"yes."
General Feilong nodded slightly.
A look of surprise gradually appeared on the faces of the Xiantian realm worshipers next to King Yueyin.
Master Xuanji's strength is only slightly weaker than him. The opponent is at the sixth level of the innate realm, while he is at the seventh level of the innate realm.
But... as far as he knew, Master Xuanji was not very old.
At least, how could he suddenly die at the foot of the mountain of the Shanhe Sword Sect when he was not yet old enough to be transformed?
"Tell me the truth about what happened."
King Yueyin said in a deep voice.
At this moment, Elder Sun and others who had been standing far away rushed to King Yueyin one after another.
Several retainers around King Yueyin immediately stepped forward to stop him, and the nearby Qilin Army also cast a murderous gaze on them.
"Let them come over."
King Yueyin waved his hand lightly.
Only then did Elder Sun and others arrive in front of King Yueyin.
"Please ask King Yueyin to make the decision as the head of our sect!"
Elder Sun clasped his fists in salute with excitement and recounted the incident.
Speaking of excitement, he even looked in the direction of Shanhe Sword Sect, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.
"You mean, Master Xuanji died at the hands of an old man from the Shanhe Sword Sect?
Is this old man a genius born in Henglian?"
King Yueyin's face became even weirder.
After a pause, "Zhang Chongfeng, slapped to death at the sixth level of the Xiantian Realm with one palm, what level of strength should he have reached?"
"Maybe... it's the peak of the Xiantian realm."
Zhang Chongfeng said with a solemn expression.
"The peak of the Xiantian realm?
Isn't that with my father..." King Yueyin's expression changed slightly, and when he looked at Shanhe Sword Sect again, there was a hint of solemnity and fear in his eyes.
However, between these two emotions, there is also a hint of excitement.
"Now it seems that King Shang Yin died in the hands of this old man.
General Feilong, do you know his origin?
Also, why did he kill Master Xuanji but not you?"
Zhang Gongfeng slowly opened his mouth and said.
Swish! Countless eyes fell on General Feilong.
"Master Xuanji previously proposed to set fire to the mountain.
After the old man asked who had the idea, he killed Master Xuanji."
General Feilong said in a deep voice, "If you didn't kill me, you probably don't want to kill me."
"Zhang Gongfeng, can you please go up to the mountain and invite the old gentleman down for a talk?
I have something I want to ask him."
King Yueyin suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Gongfeng's legs softened slightly, and he clasped his fists expressionlessly and said: "Your Majesty, please leave the summons to the disciples."
When several of the disciples who were at the peak of the Fetal Breathing Realm saw this, they suddenly cursed in their hearts and their expressions became extremely unnatural.
"Too."
King Yueyin nodded slightly, then nodded to Elder Sun, "You go to the mountain to send a message and ask the old gentleman to come down and talk.