"Keep the change, please."

Zhao Tianyu said calmly: "Tianlun Tower is the treasure of time and space, much stronger than the Supreme Sacred Artifact. I will give you a surprise when the time comes. None of these people will even think about leaving. They will all be your toys by then."

There was a look of greed in King Luo Ying's eyes. He looked at the dazzling Ji Zixi and said, "I want this Phoenix Saint. Her body still has great potential."

"oh."

Zhao Tianyu did not comment, smiled and said nothing.

"There is also Mr. Burying Beauty, and Li Feibai from the Imperial Clan. I want them all."

King Luo Ying clenched his fists and said fiercely.

Zhao Tianyu smiled and said: "Then it depends on King Luo Ying's ability."

King Luo Ying looked at Zhao Tianyu with deep meaning and said: "The spirit clan's foundation in the Talented Wasteland is deeper than you think."

"We'll see."

Zhao Tianyu smiled.

Inside Yanlong Valley.

A group of people didn't know that the crisis had already quietly arrived. Saint Lord Sainty said in a cold voice: "Saint Lord Xinghe, you have come to this point, and you, Shenhuang Mountain, still plan to monopolize the fragments of the divine fire?"

The Holy Lord of the Galaxy smiled and said: "Everyone has agreed on the so-called divine fire fragments long ago. Once there is only one, everyone will have to rely on their own abilities. Now you are the one who keeps your word, right?"

"What did I say wrong? Now, don't we all rely on our abilities? How can you, the Shenhuang Mountain family, block the supreme holy artifacts from the three of us?"

Holy Lord Ziying spoke slowly.

Reborn from the ashes, the dazzling Ji Zixi said: "Everyone, we are all monks of the Eastern Wasteland. If we fight like this, the ones who are cheaper in the end are the Blood Moon God Sect and the demon spirit lineage."

Saint Lord Xinghe answered: "Yes, if we really fight, both sides will lose, and you may not be able to bear the consequences."

The expressions of the three Saint Lord Saints changed slightly.

This was also the reason why they were unwilling to sacrifice the Supreme Sacred Artifact at first. If everyone had one, even if they could suppress the Divine Phoenix Mirror, it would be difficult to reduce casualties.

The three major holy places lost at least half of their manpower, a price they could not return to their clan to account for.

"I don't think it's better than this."

Holy Lord Karasuma suddenly spoke: "Every one of our families has a great sage sitting outside the Shenhuang Mountain. The fragments of the divine fire are temporarily under your control. When we get out of the Burial Mountains, the great sage will decide the ownership of the fragments of the divine fire."

"sure."

Saint Lord Xinghe smiled and agreed directly.

"But... you have to hand over Mr. Burying Beauty. No one from the Tiandao Sect is here, and it has declined. There is no need to protect him."

Lord Karasuma stared at Lin Yun with murderous intent in his eyes.

Lin Yun was healing Li Feibai's injuries. When he saw the murderous gaze of this holy king, he smiled without any fear.

"Don't even think about it."

Ji Zixi said coldly: "Lin Yun is a distinguished guest of my Divine Phoenix Mountain and the savior of this saint. Don't even think about touching him even if he is outside the Burial Mountains, let alone the Burial Mountains."

"you!"

Lord Karasuma was extremely angry.

Ji Zixi's toughness was beyond expectations, and even some of the saints from Shenhuang Mountain showed incredulous looks.

"Then my young master Mingzong's Moonlight Holy Ring must be given away!"

Sage Lord Suntian spoke.

Before Lin Yun could speak, Ji Zixi said: "Is there any reason to give up the things you have obtained? Are you willing to let Mingzong spit out the treasure of the Blood Flame King?"

Saint Lord Sainty's face suddenly became as ugly as Saint Lord Karasuma's, and both of them gritted their teeth angrily.

"What a sharp-tongued girl! You defend Lin Yun at all times. Who are you, Lin Yun?"
Chapter completed!