An Yu took eight black-armored guards and boarded the Wolf Fang battleship.
"Whoosh!"
The huge warship flew out from the city lord's palace and rushed to the north at lightning speed.
On the way to Beiming Palace, four guards were responsible for controlling the battleship.
An Yu was sitting in a cold and cold room made of black iron, holding two ancient books in his hands and reading them quietly.
The ancient book on the right hand is a brief history of the Shenwu Continent, written in demonic script.
The ancient book on his left hand is a very common demonic text book.
Only young children of the demon clan will learn this book when they first learn to write.
An Yu has been wandering in the starry sky for many years, conquering and plundering one big world after another along the way, and has already accumulated very rich experience.
If you want to invade and plunder a world, force alone is not enough.
He also needs to learn and research the history and heritage of this world.
In the three months since he entered the Five Elements World, apart from conquering, killing and occupying territories, he has spent all his time studying and researching the Shenwu Continent.
And his starting point was to learn the language and writing of the demons.
With his experience, strength and wisdom, he has now basically mastered the writing and language of the demons, and has a superficial understanding of the Shenwu Continent.
This is the terrifying thing about the Futian Clan.
Not only do they have super vitality and combat power, they also have learning abilities that other races cannot match.
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Half a day later, the Wolf Fang battleship flew across a wasteland and arrived at the top of the sacred mountain.
The battleship stopped in the sky above Bei Ming Palace, suspended motionless in the air.
The guard captain then walked into the room, came to An Yu, and reported respectfully: "Sir, we have arrived."
"Yes." An Yu nodded, put away the two ancient books and put them into the space ring.
He stood up and straightened his dark red cloak, put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and stepped out of the battleship.
When he landed in the square outside Beiming Palace with two guards, Ling Xuan and several demon generals were already waiting for him.
Ling Xuan hurriedly came forward and saluted with a smile on his face, clasping his fists and saying, "Sir An Yu, we just had a face-to-face discussion not long ago. What's the matter today that requires you to come in person?"
An Yu had a stern face, his expression and eyes were gloomy, and he said in a cold tone: "What? You seem to dislike my arrival? Or... are you feeling guilty?"
Ling Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and she naturally understood that An Yu had other intentions.
But he remained calm on the surface, still smiling, and asked pretending to be puzzled: "Master An Yu seems to be in a bad mood?
Regardless, as a sincerely cooperative ally, of course I must provide comfort and care to my allies at this time.
Lord Anyu, please come into the main hall to talk."
Ling Xuan pretended to be confused, smiling and showing no temper, which not only did not calm down An Yu.
On the contrary, An Yu felt more disgusted and became more wary and wary of him.
After just a few contacts, An Yu understood clearly that Ling Xuan's vicious thoughts and insidious despicable actions made him stand out among the powerful demons.
No wonder the ancestral demon god would hand over power to him!
An Yu temporarily suppressed his anger and followed Ling Xuan into the meeting hall.
After both parties took their seats, An Yu didn't bother to talk useless nonsense to Ling Xuan and got straight to the point.
"I cooperate with you sincerely, but you plotted against me and deliberately concealed the information about Tianzhu Mountain and Ji Tianxing!
Ling Xuan, you don’t have to act with me, I have already seen through your thoughts.
Ji Tianxing seems to be the reincarnation of the Sword God, and now he has become the first person under the Martial God.
No one can kill him except the powerful ones in the divine realm!"
Now that An Yu has pierced the window paper and talked about business without any concealment, Ling Xuan can no longer be vague.
He suppressed his smile and said solemnly: "Sir An Yu, I did not intend to hide anything, and the information I gave you at the beginning is absolutely true.
It is true that Ji Tianxing only has the strength of the Martial Saint Realm, and he is indeed the life-and-death enemy of our clan.
I have also learned the news that you sent several escorts and battleships to attack Tianzhu Mountain, but they returned with a disastrous defeat.
I also express my deep regret and regret for the deaths of several guards.
But this matter can only be blamed on you for underestimating the enemy and not taking action personally. It has nothing to do with our clan.
If you attack Tianzhu Mountain in person, Ji Tianxing would have been executed long ago, and we can immediately start cooperating and conspire together for the world!"
"Hehehe..." An Yu grinned and sneered, and said in a playful tone: "What? The mission failed, and you just shied away the responsibility and blamed me?
In this case, we have nothing to talk about.
I don’t think about Seventy-Two City and Tianzhu Mountain for the time being. I think Beiming Mountain is very good.
Especially this sacred mountain and Beiming Palace, I like it very much..."
Hearing these words, Ling Xuan's expression suddenly changed, he frowned and said: "Master An Yu, this joke is not allowed!
You should know that our clan is also sincere."
Seeing the sneer on An Yu's face, Ling Xuan gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense.
I just want to ask Lord An Yu, what conditions do you want?"
An Yu then put away his sneer and said in a solemn tone: "I can personally kill Ji Tianxing, but you will have to pay three times the price!
I will not give up my seat in the Southern Five Regions. The Seventy-Two Cities and Tianzhu Mountain still belong to me.
In addition, you must mobilize millions of demon warriors for me, and you must be the most elite warriors!"
Ling Xuan frowned fiercely and shouted almost without thinking: "Impossible! Master An Yu, you are talking like a lion, you are too overbearing!"
"Haha, this is just a small lesson for you."
An Yu sneered in a serious tone: "I am sincere about cooperation, but you are playing tricks. No one can blame me."
Ling Xuan shook his head again and said decisively: "Master An Yu, you are trying to force someone to do something difficult. Please forgive me for not agreeing."
An Yu also refused to give in and said tit for tat: "This can only show that you are not sincere at all."
The two were in a stalemate, neither giving in.
The negotiations were temporarily at a deadlock, and the atmosphere in the hall was almost frozen.
But at this moment, a divine message suddenly sounded in Ling Xuan's mind.
"Master, that bitch has indeed appeared!"
It was a low, hoarse voice, with a cold tone and full of murderous intent.
Ling Xuan naturally knew that this was his most trusted and hidden trump card, Cang Ying.
His body trembled, and then a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He sent a message to Sogying and ordered: "Get her, I want to see what she wants to do!"
After finishing speaking, he stood up and saluted An Yu with clasped fists, and said solemnly: "Master An Yu, please be patient and wait here for a while.
I have an urgent matter to deal with, and I will come back to you later to discuss it in detail."