This time, although the stone gate was not closed, the light of spirit fell like an invisible gate, isolated the monks of the two states who were chasing us.

The three people looked at each other through the light curtain, and the eyes of the monks of Shenmuzhou and Mingzhou were filled with anger.

"Prince Dragon, we're meeting again."

An elder of Shenmuzhou walked out, feeling the strong pressure inside the stone gate, frowned and stopped.

Then, he hummed in a little depressed manner.

Long Cheng glanced at everyone, then sighed and raised his chin.

"Elder Mu, your two states have already lost in this battle. Why don't you accept reality and compete for some ordinary opportunities to come here to oppose me?"

It would be fine if you didn't mention failure, but when you mentioned this, Elder Mu's face looked even more ugly.

"Long Cheng, don't pretend to be open-minded here. Why did we both fail? Don't you know? It was your suggestion that the three parties join forces, and you set the rules at that time. As a result, your Jiao clan actually cheated us secretly and wanted us to accept reality?"

"That's right, the Jiao clan went back on his word and caused us to suffer heavy losses. We must give us an explanation for this matter." Elder Cui also shouted.

"Haha, it is better to resolve enemies than to make them. Let's hear from me. I will give you any compensation you want. Maybe I can agree." Long Cheng said with a smile.

"Let's do this, the mysterious skill can be given to you, but the 70% of the cultivation resources you have harvested from your Jiao clan will be distributed to our Shenmuzhou and Mingzhou." Elder Mu thought.

"And this time, we must swear with ancestral blood."

Last time, the two states were trapped in the formation because they believed too much of the reputation of the Jiao clan. This time, they had to make an oath to each other.

"Give you 70% of them, how do you two distribute them?" Long Cheng asked.

"This has nothing to do with you, just hand it over." Elder Mu urged.

"Haha." Long Cheng laughed loudly after hearing this.

"You are thinking too much, I'm just joking with you. My Jiao clan also needs the cultivation resources, so I won't compensate you anything."

"you!"

"Long Cheng, you dare to fool us?"

The monks in Shenmuzhou and Mingzhou were furious when they heard this.

"So what if you guys do it?"

Long Cheng sneered, feeling that his anger that was held in his heart finally had a channel to vent.

"The reason why you lost to me Jiao clan is that you are stupid!"

"I try to get benefits by cooperating with our Jiao clan. If I offend people, I Jiao clan, and you should take the benefits first. Are there such good things in the world?"

"Don't be stupid. If you suffer a loss, you will admit defeat. It will be even more embarrassing to chase this place. Why can I get so much from the Dragon Clan? It's because we are smart."

Long Cheng's words made Elder Mu and others tremble all over.

Not only did this bastard refuse to take it out, but he also humiliated them in person.

"Okay, I'm talking nonsense to you, and I'm waiting for the spiritual energy in the palace to dissipate. Now that the breath has dissipated, I won't say more with you idiots."

I felt a lot more relaxed, and Long Cheng also looked back at the palace.

Behind the stone gate is an indescribable huge palace.

Even a square is not inconsistent.

However, when I first entered, the stars in the palace were very strong, but now it has completely dissipated.

The cultivators soon saw that in this temple where the spiritual fog was dispersed, there was a statue placed on each of the poles on the left and right.

These two statues are not only portrayed very clearly, but also have two patterns on the edges.

In the center of the hall, there is an exquisite copper furnace, and a thick stick incense is lit on it.
Chapter completed!