Changsun Fulong, Wang Tianlie and others looked indifferent.

"The group of monks in Wudi and Donghuang are so lawless. When the Holy King of Nine Nethers arrives, they have no intention of opening the grand formation, and they don't even come out to greet him."

Wang Tianlie said coldly.

Many other people also frowned.

The monk from the Holy King Tower looked even colder.

"Aren't the people in Wuwu Land still coming out?"

Deputy Tower Master Li Wushang shouted.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jiuyou said gently: "Whether it's the Northern Territory or the Eastern Wilderness, we are all Yinhuang monks. There is no need to be tit-for-tat like this. Just explain the interests to them clearly."

"Master, you are generous and open-minded, but some people don't think so."

Zhao Nanhuang sneered.

Everyone waited for a while.

Just when they were about to shout again.

Mu Xiaochan came slowly with Monkey and the four of them.

At this moment, everyone else is gathering momentum, but they don't have time to come over.

"What are you doing, shouting here?

Your strength is idle, right? Go deal with the reincarnated immortal."

Mu Xiaochan said angrily.

"presumptuous!"

Wang Tianlie shouted fiercely.

Mu Xiaochan curled her lips: "Don't worry about it. If you want to curse, I can accompany you to curse for a day. Why are you howling there?"

Everyone's faces turned dark.

Mu Xiaochan's talkativeness is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Changsun Fulong suddenly said coldly: "Master Zhao Pagoda has become the Holy King, the Holy King of Jiuyou! What do you think we are here to do?"

Mu Xiaochan was surprised: "Just him?

I don’t feel anything.”

This is true. After all, the holy kings that Mu Xiaochan knew before were all the holy kings of the first generation. The momentum of looking down on an era is indeed not what Zhao Jiuyou has at this moment.

When Zhao Jiuyou heard this, his eyelids jumped.

"How brave! How dare you talk to my master like that? Do you believe I will hang you up and beat you?"

Zhao Nanhuang shouted fiercely.

Mu Xiaochan narrowed her eyes: "This is Su Xuan's other son."

"Yes, it should be."

Monkeys hey hey.

"They look quite similar, but they are useless."

"What's the use? It seems like it just has a mouth!"

"He looks like a dog, and there are too many evil thoughts."

"I don't recognize such a little waste."

The four monkeys kept talking.

Zhao Nanhuang's face turned green.

What he hates most now is comparing himself to Su Nianxie and being mentioned as Su Xuan's son.

"Bullshit, my surname is Zhao, how can I be the son of that good-for-nothing!"

Zhao Nanhuang shouted sharply: "If you have the guts, open the big formation. Then I will see if you can still be slippery!"

"Boy, remember today, you will regret it."

Mu Xiaochan grinned.

"Dog..." Zhao Nanhuang still wanted to scold.

but.

Zhao Jiuyou stopped and said with a chuckle: "Now in the north..." "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, you tell me what you want to do, just tell me what you want to do."

Mu Xiaochan said impatiently, and all the monks who saw it had veins popping on their foreheads.

There was also a flash of coldness in Zhao Jiuyou's eyes, but he kept his identity and did not care about Mu Xiaochan, a child in his eyes, and said: "The east is now controlled by the reincarnated immortal, and your martial land is the best..." "Stop!"

Mu Xiaochan shouted again: "I understand, but it's impossible."

"You're going too far!"

The monks from the Holy King Tower shouted angrily.

Mu Xiaochan curled her lips.

"Perhaps you have misunderstandings about the northern monks, but what I want to say is that the Kirin Statue belongs to the underworld and is not unique to you. You cannot occupy it for your own selfish purposes.

And if you stay in the east, the Kirin Statue will most likely be destroyed or captured by the reincarnated immortal, which will in turn check and balance us in the north!"

Zhao Jiuyou looked solemn: "So, you'd better follow my advice."

"Hahaha, do you know what I'm thinking now?"

Mu Xiaochan laughed.

Zhao Jiuyou's eyes turned cold: "It's best not to say anything bad."

"Oh, you are self-aware."

Mu Xiaochan curled her lips, and then cursed in a low voice: "What the hell, you still want a statue of a unicorn, and you don't even need to urinate and take a photo of yourself.

If you have the guts, just come in and compete with each other outside?"

Finished.

Mu Xiaochan and the four of them turned their heads and walked away proudly, without even bothering them.

this moment.

Not to mention anyone else, Zhao Jiuyou's face turned green.

Let alone becoming a Saint King, even if he hadn't become a Saint King, not many people would dare to speak to him like this, right?

"court death!"

The monks in the Holy King Tower roared angrily.

The other monks were also furious.

"The Holy King directly penetrated this formation!"

Wang Tianlie and Changsun Fulong shouted fiercely, obviously not thinking of anything good.

Zhao Jiuyou's face was indifferent, but the corners of his mouth were twitching, and a fire was rising in his heart.
Chapter completed!