Chapter 712

"So, he's dead..."

Still in the fairy palace in Bahuang City, the yellow-robed man listened to the middle-aged man's words, pondered for a moment, and said: "But killing him, although it has made this world a lot quieter, but the following things must be dealt with cleanly..."

The middle-aged man picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "It's only natural!"

The yellow-robed man looked up at him, and said: "The Lord of the Bahuang City may not be willing to see such absurd things appearing around the devil, and the Immortal League certainly does not want to have a majestic general be assassinated when the catastrophe is approaching, let alone the Wangqing Island. Even if this trick is just a cheap thing they picked up now, it was folded by the devil before it was used. How could they let it go?"

Having said this, he smiled softly and said: "The other thing is, those aristocratic families you encouraged are not fools. Would they really sacrifice themselves desperately to get rid of a thorn in the eye? Hehe, it's not for the dragon soul. If they don't get enough rewards after the thing is done, I'm afraid they will have infinite anger to vent immediately, causing endless disasters..."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care about it at all, and said indifferently: "Your Highness is a little wrong. I didn't encourage those aristocratic families, but they had a lot of dissatisfaction. I just pushed along the trend, and it can be said that I helped them..."

Then he looked at the yellow-robed man with a smile, and said with a smile: "As for the problem you mentioned, the Lord of Bahuang City is dissatisfied, so how can he expel almost 30% of the people on this devil's side? Does he want the devil's side to be in vain? The Immortal League is all about stability. What happened on the snowy field back then is nothing. Now, will he be willing to expel many families for the sake of a dead person?"

The man in the yellow robe remained calm, he naturally understood these principles, but he felt that the middle-aged man didn't say enough.

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "More importantly, even though that person is dead, the formation he left behind and the plan to clear the demons will still be carried out smoothly. After all, this is indeed something that is beneficial to the demons and the world. Naturally, there will be boundless credits, and these credits will ultimately belong to Wangqing Island. If they still want to get these credits and gain this great reputation, they will know that they should not make things too big, affecting the final plan to clear the demons... "

"...Otherwise, Wangqing Island will not only fail to obtain such feats and fame, but will become an eternal sinner!"

The man in yellow robe listened to these words, pondered for a while, and finally smiled sarcastically.

The middle-aged man didn't take it seriously, and continued: "The people of these aristocratic families are the largest in number, and they are actually the best to deal with. A single aristocratic patriarch may be a smart person, and if the interests of the family are involved, he will become a group of fools. What's the situation?"

Having said that, he lightly clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The leader of the Six Paths is actually a genius. He has done nothing but great achievements. It's a pity that his time as a Daoist of the Holy Land is still too short. I don't know. No matter how great the prestige, power and influence he gained while he was alive, as long as he dies, everything will be for naught..."

While talking, he looked at the man in yellow robe, and said: "After he dies, His Highness will be the only Daoist of the Holy Land around the devil, and he will make a statement at that time, whether it is the Eight Desolation City, the Immortal League, or these aristocratic families, who dare not consider His Highness's intentions?"

The man in the yellow robe was silent for a long time before saying: "It's not enough!"

The middle-aged man smiled and continued, saying: "Of course these are not enough, but with the Dragon Soul in hand, apart from His Highness and me, there are naturally some that will be given to those aristocratic families, and some will be given to Bahuang City and compensation to Wangqing Island. Isn't this everyone's satisfaction? If Wangqing Island is willing to accept it, it will be settled once and for all. If not... then it is their business!"

The man in the yellow robe suddenly showed a strange smile, and said, "But why do I feel that this dragon soul is not enough?"

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"kill……"

Moyuan Guiya Mountain is still in flames of war.

No matter it was Jiaolong, Guan Ao, the old deacon of Wangqing Island, etc., at this time, they had no time to fight, but surrounded the Nine Dragons Li fire hood, and tried every means to rescue Fang Yuan.

After all, in this assassination, it is possible to keep alive, or not to keep alive.

Secondly, at this time, they all knew that they couldn't let these people disturb them.

"Where is the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Orb now?"

But amidst the chaos, there were several men in black robes with obvious identities, who jumped onto a mountain in a hurry and sacrificed a magic weapon. The magic weapon was strange, it was a glazed mirror.

"I saw it just now, the Wanlong Soul Orb was not brought into the mysterious fire cover by him, right?"

Someone was worried and asked in a deep voice.

"I've been watching carefully, no!"

Another man in a black robe who is similar to the leader said: "The people we arranged in Zhenmoguan before have seen clearly that the ten thousand dragon soul orb itself has supernatural powers and cannot be put into the Qiankun bag. He can only carry it with him. Most of the time, he is played by that white cat, and the white cat fled to the side when the assassination started. The soul orb is now in this battlefield!"

Someone shouted: "That white cat is not a vulgar thing, be careful that it slips away!"

The leader of the black-robed man said: "Not everyone can control the Wanlong Soul Orb. The person surnamed Fang was put in a fire cover, and he was cut off from the world. The connection between him and the Wanlong Soul Orb was also broken. Today, the Wanlong Soul Orb is an ownerless thing, and no one can control it. As long as we can use this ancient dragon book to find out its whereabouts, we can take it in our hands..."

While speaking, the precious mirror swept around with light, and already saw a mountain top.

When it shines on other places, there is only billowing black air, but when it shines on that mountain top, there are suddenly countless flying dragon shadows in the mirror.

Looking at it, I saw a fat white cat squatting on a mountain peak, looking anxiously at the direction of Jiulong away from the fire hood.

Its mouth is wide open, and it is holding a purple bead. This bead is about the size of a baby's fist, and when it holds it in its mouth, it makes you cry, but there is nothing you can do. Before this bead has an owner, under Fang Yuan's consciousness, it will take the initiative to follow it.

It can only hold the pearl in its mouth, otherwise it will run away.

"Kill it..."

The men in black robes were in a hurry, and they crossed several miles in an instant, and rushed towards the white cat.

The white cat was staring at the fire hood of Jiulongli, and suddenly felt something was wrong. When it saw these tyrannical air attacks, its neck hair stood up in fright, and it turned around and ran away. Beside it, there was a 狻猊 guarding it, grinning at the men in black robes in demonstration.

But when the 狻猊 saw a few black-robed men berserk, he was also startled, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Be careful, don't let this white cat run away..."

Those men in black robes were extremely fast, they arrived in the blink of an eye, and circled towards the white cat from left to right.

"It needs a certain amount of preparation time to escape, don't give it this time..."

These men in black robes were obviously well prepared. They flew over and rushed to the white cat, offering all kinds of magic weapons to fight. The white cat was also shocked, whimpering and yelling, cursing these daring creatures, while scurrying around in the arena sullenly.

Seeing that those men in black robes were about to successfully push it into a dead corner, they were caught off guard. Suddenly, in the west, a few tall practitioners with a strange aura appeared, and they offered a black teapot with a corner missing, and they didn't know how to break it. In the teapot, infinite gravitational force appeared, aiming at the direction where the white cat was, and directly pulling it over.

Looking at the momentum, it seemed that the white cat was going to be put into the pot directly.

"Put Tianhu?"

The men in black robes were taken aback, and they sternly shouted, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

And those people exuding a strange aura didn't pay attention at all, they just destroyed the magic pot.

But this made the white cat panic. It screamed and ran around like a headless fly. It wanted to avoid the black-robed man's pursuit, but also to hide from the terrifying attraction in the pot.

"These monsters don't abide by the agreement and want to monopolize the dragon soul!"

The black-robed cultivator turned pale with shock and boundless resentment, he hastily separated two people, each sacrificed a magic weapon, and fought towards them.

"Wow!"

But the other party obviously had plans earlier, and many people stopped in front of them at this time. The leader was wearing a black robe and was plump. Here you go..."

"You are not from the Demon Realm, where did you come from?"

The two men in black robes rushed over, slammed their supernatural powers, and shouted loudly at the same time.

The coquettish woman smiled and said: "You don't care where I come from, it's just that I want to get this Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Orb for Yaoyu..."

A big battle started immediately again, and they were tumbling and fighting in one place.

"It's time for us to make a move..."

And amidst the chaos, four masked mysterious old cultivators appeared on a certain peak of Guiya Mountain behind them. They watched the chaos in front of them, but they had no intention of participating in it. Instead, they took out a purple-gold yellow cloth.

There was a large amount of blood stains on the cloth, but the difference from ordinary blood stains was that the blood stains on this cloth were actually golden...

"Sure enough, just as His Highness expected, when they saw the Wanlong Soul Orb, they were in a mess!"

One of the old Xius sneered and said: "His Royal Highness expected it a long time ago, the elder of the Immortal Alliance promised everywhere, but it is also the Eight Desolation City, and the Wangqing Island, and those aristocratic families, the Nine Nether Palace, and even those monsters... This dragon soul is not enough!

"It's a pity that they still think too simple. Jingtang has a way to find the Dragon Soul Orb, thinking that he will get it, but those demons also want to intervene and pick the peaches, but... we Jiuzhongtian, don't we have the means to snatch the Dragon Orb?"

Another old repairer said with a strange smile: "The child is trapped in the Nine Dragons Fire Hood, even in the realm of transforming gods, and he will definitely die. This assassination is successful, but it will inevitably arouse boundless anger. Immortal League, Bahuang City, and Wangqing Island will not let it go easily. Those small families think that the law does not blame the public, and even think that Jiuchongtian will bear the anger of this incident..."

"But unfortunately, Jiuzhongtian has nothing to do with this assassination!"

The old Xiu said coldly, glanced at the group of people, his eyes showed contempt, and sneered: "These fly-like family traditions are not very capable, but they are ambitious. They will be troubles in the future, and it's time to clean them up. They are the best candidates to bear this disaster. Let them bear the anger of the Immortal League and Wangqing Island..."

"What we need to do is to get that Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Orb for Your Highness..."

"Hey, that kid was trapped by the Nine Dragons Fire Shield, and he couldn't get out even a little of his consciousness. The Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Orbs outside became ownerless. We have this imperial list that has been soaked in the blood of a real dragon. It is not difficult for the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Orbs to come to you..."