Mystery: start a secret pavilion

"System, refine all the saint origins of these saint corpses." Wu Feng thought.

These holy souls, each carrying great merit, cannot be justified if they are not properly resurrected and used.

[Refining all the origins of saints requires 100 million heavenly points, do you want to exchange them? 】

Wu Feng chose to exchange without hesitation.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a terrifying air flow in the Tianji Pavilion, wrapping all the corpses of these more than ten saints.

In a mass of brilliance, the holy corpse is rapidly decomposing, and all the essence in the holy blood is extracted and integrated into the original source of the saint.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, more than a dozen groups of saints were pulled out and merged together.

Looking at this scene, Yun Caiwei only felt her scalp go numb.

This is the second time she has seen the senior pavilion master personally refine the saint's origin, so easily.

Wu Feng glanced at Yun Caiwei, feeling very proud.

It is the price of installing B, which is a bit high.

The origin of the saint quickly merged into Xuanjizi's holy soul, replenishing the damage of the holy soul.

"System, repair the original injury of the saint for me."

Wu Feng frowned as he looked at the original scar on Xuanjizi's holy soul.

The injury of the saint's origin is the most difficult to repair. Different saints' origins have a strong repelling ability, just like blood transfusions between different blood types. If they merge rashly, the holy soul is at risk of perishing.

That's why Wu Feng chose to refine all the saint origins of the dozen or so holy corpses.

As a result, another 300 million points of secret points were consumed.

A cloud of white liquid melted into Xuanjizi's saint's original scar, quickly repairing the crack.

This process lasted for an hour.

Xuanjizi's holy soul, like a newborn baby, exudes exuberant vitality.

This scene shocked Yun Caiwei even more.

Not only refined the saint's origin of the holy corpse, but also repaired the saint's original scar on the holy soul.

After that, Wu Feng branded Xuanjizi's holy soul with a soul mark. From then on, Xuanjizi's life or death was all in his own mind.

[The host is signing a "Devil Banquet" contract with the other party. It is detected that the host's strength is not enough to sign the contract. It needs to consume 100 million sky points to sign the contract with the system as the medium. 】

[Devil God Banquet: According to legend, there was a banquet held by gods and demons in ancient times. People of later generations held a ceremony to summon the power of gods and demons from the demon god banquet hall, and dedicated part of their power to the gods and demons to achieve the purpose of the contract. 】

"Sign the contract!" Wu Feng said firmly.

[The contract for the banquet of gods and demons is being concluded. From then on, the other party will be bound by the power of gods and demons and cannot betray the host. 】

A breath of gods and demons came out mightily.

At this moment, there was a certain connection between Wu Feng and Xuanjizi's holy soul.

I can even understand Xuanjizi's mind.

Wu Feng revealed a smile.

Since then, he has had one more saint-level slave, and it will be much more convenient for him to do anything in the future.

Moreover, he can also share the merits of Xuanjizi and the power of saints.

"Xuanjizi, wake up!"

"I am your master, I will bring you back to life, and from now on, you will be my slave."

……

Xuanjizi, who was sleeping deeply, heard a calling voice with his ignorant consciousness.

"This voice..."

Xuanjizi's consciousness was full of shock, this voice was like the supreme god who ruled all living beings.

At this moment, he felt surrendered.

Xuanjizi woke up leisurely, looking at an ordinary young man in front of him.

He didn't know that he had already signed the "Devil God's Banquet" contract with Wu Feng, but he felt that everything about him was invisible in the eyes of this young man.

And there is no resistance.

"Let's stop talking, you should rest first!" Wu Feng said indifferently.

After all, Xuanjizi has just recovered, and it will take some time to recover from his injuries.

……

Cangyun Empire.

At this moment, the ruling and opposition parties were shaken.

The 30 army attacked the Ziyun Empire with great momentum, but it failed just as it was about to succeed, and the entire army was wiped out.

The three saints have fallen!

Moreover, the Ziyun Empire submitted the letter of credence, asking the Cangyun Empire to give an explanation, otherwise it would be pointed at.

"Hmph, are we still afraid that he won't succeed?"

"Your Majesty, I propose that our three saints fall in the Ziyun Empire, and the Ziyun Empire should pay compensation, otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk!"

The Ziyun Empire has just experienced a turmoil, and its vitality has been damaged. Dare to shout at them at this time, it is simply courting death.

"Oh, let Aiqing negotiate with you?" Sima Xiangyuan grimaced and smiled coldly.

"Uh... the military commander should be in charge of leading the army, and I will be in charge of making suggestions." The man immediately faltered.

Zhang Lin is still imprisoned in Ziyun Empire!

He doesn't want to be the second Zhang Lin.

Ha ha!

It is already a very serious matter for the Cangyun Empire to use literature to control military affairs.

Some civil servants don't understand anything, they only know how to talk about military affairs on paper, and they only know how to be generals. Sima Xiangyuan couldn't stand it long ago.

"Your Majesty, the envoy of the Ziyun Empire is here." Suddenly, a eunuch rushed to report.

"Let him in." Sima Xiangyuan said in a deep voice.

After a while, the envoy of the Ziyun Empire came, cupped his hands and said: "The envoy of the Ziyun Empire, I have seen the emperor of your country, the sixth princess came here and asked me to bring you a letter."

The court of the Cangyun Empire was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ziyun would be regent of the Ziyun Empire's national teacher so quickly.

That old emperor Ye Tianlong really planned to let a female generation inherit the throne of the Cangyun Empire.

There has never been a country in which a woman is in charge in this world, isn't it a mess?

"Say it." Sima Xiangyuan knew that there was nothing good to do, so he said coldly.

"Recently, a person from your Cangyun Empire came to visit our national teacher, and was invited by our national teacher to the Tianji Pavilion. He drank tea for a while, and he couldn't think of leaving. I don't know when the emperor of your country will invite you back." The envoy of the Ziyun Empire He said with a smile.

what? !

Sima Xiangyuan was completely shocked, and stood up from the dragon chair, his scalp was numb.

Not long ago, his ancestor Sima Ju went to Tianji Pavilion to reassure him that the head of the so-called owner of Tianji Pavilion would be brought back to Cangyun Empire in a few days.

It's been a long time since he didn't come back. He thought it was delayed by something.

But he didn't expect to be imprisoned in Tianji Pavilion.

That is a Saint Realm ninth level existence!
"What do you mean?" National Teacher Qin Songlin sneered.

"What do you mean, the emperor of your country should understand." The envoy of Ziyun Empire sneered.

"The court is so unscrupulous, it's clear that we don't take our country seriously. Today I will teach you the way of diplomatic relations, come and give me a hundred sticks!" Qin Songlin said angrily.

"Shut up!" Sima Xiangyuan yelled.