I am a hereditary jailer, start to suppress the eldest princess

Yang Pingan asked curiously, "Have you promised him?"

"En." Xiao Ran nodded.

Stretching out his left hand, Yang Ping'an understood it, and it became smaller rapidly, wrapping around his left hand.

Xiao Wu also shrunk her body and turned into a miniature size, and was carried into Xiao Ran's arms.

into the cave.

Zi'er had already woken up at this time, seeing Xiao Ran coming back, she took the initiative to greet her, "How's it going?"

Xiao Ran briefly explained the matter.

"Ancestor Mengling has done such a great job. He made a promise to dig you out. No wonder the Mengling clan has been passed down to the present. Even if he lives in seclusion behind the scenes, the strength of the clan can still rank second." Zi'er admires.

"Clean up, we'll go there now." Xiao Ran said.

For a while.

The two of them left the cave, and in a flash of light, they returned to the river again.

"Who is this?" Ancestor Mengling asked curiously.

"This is my husband, Madam Zi'er." Xiao Ran said after a while.

"Hey! There is no destiny." At the end, the voice of the ancestor Mengling was so small that only he could hear it.

"Let's go back first, and then discuss countermeasures."

"Okay." Xiao Ran agreed.

There was a flash of light.

It rushed into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The boundary of the Wind Spirit Tribe is here.

A group of uninvited guests came, headed by a young man, wearing a black brocade suit and a black cloak.

Leading a group of subordinates, judging from the aura they exude, they have advanced cultivation bases.

Although there are not many people, only dozens of people, they are all strong.

Among them, a young woman and an old man are the strongest.

This group of people is none other than the Ninth Prince and others who came from Da Zhou.

Stand here at the border of the Wind Spirit Tribe.

The Ninth Prince stopped and looked at the dilapidated village. Some places had been burned to ashes by the fire, and the flesh and blood of the corpses on the ground had disappeared, leaving only a pile of bones, without a single figure, desolate and desolate.

Frowning together, "Have you already done it?"

Take out a mirror, called the original mirror, which has similar functions to the heavenly mirror, and can track the will of heaven.

Twirling with both hands, began to cast spells, "Show!"

The original mirror rotates at high speed, and a strong white aura rushes out, deducing the whereabouts of God's will.

Minutes passed.

It was still spinning, the Ninth Prince and the others frowned.

A quarter of an hour passed.

The source mirror is still spinning in circles.

Taking a deep breath, it was also the first time for him to use the source mirror, suppressing the impatience in his heart and waiting.

He didn't know that Zi'er had a secret mirror on her body, and with Xiao Ran's sealing technique, no one else could figure it out even if she did it.

Everything he did was in vain.

Half an hour passed.

The sun was about to set, and they waited impatiently.

The young woman couldn't bear it any longer, and spoke first, "Master, are you sure this thing really works?"

Before the Ninth Prince could speak, the old man gave her a dissatisfied look, "Meiniang, what are you talking about? Why is the spirit treasure that the master gave to the young master useless?"

Meiniang rolled his eyes at him, "Shen Jianglong, what do you mean? The young master didn't even open his mouth, so did you teach me a lesson?"

Seeing the two of them, they were about to quarrel, the Ninth Prince said coldly, "Quiet!"

The two stopped talking and glared at each other fiercely.

The Ninth Prince went on to say: "The original mirror should be right, maybe we are not familiar with it, or the will of God is too mysterious, that's how it was when we searched for it."

Pause.

"Wait and see."

Everyone waited.

Wait until it gets dark.

Now the Ninth Prince was also angry, his heart was burning with anger, his face was gloomy and ugly, he was holding the source mirror tightly, if he hadn't been so scruples that God hadn't found it, he would have smashed it on the ground violently.

"what happened?"

Mei Niang pondered for a while and said, "Did the master forget to explain something?"

"No!" The Ninth Prince shook his head.

"This matter is of great importance, father will not joke about it. Besides, when we came here, Daoist Chen Gong also said that God's Will appeared in the Alliance of Hundred Clans, and we can find it with the Mirror of Origin."

"That's not clear." Mei Niang said.

Master Jianglong expressed his guess, "Could it be that our time to cast it is too short?"

Looking at the Ninth Prince.

"My lord, why don't you cast the spell a little longer this time, and then see how the source mirror responds."

"It's the only way to do it right now." The Ninth Prince couldn't do it anymore.

Cast the spell again to pour spiritual power into the source mirror.

The more dazzling white aura rushed out from the original mirror, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, like a hot wheel, spinning crazily.

This wait is the whole night.

As the sun shines down the next day.

Even a pig knows it has failed.

Putting away the source mirror, the Ninth Prince clenched his palms, feeling very aggrieved, "Like a fool, waiting here for such a long time for nothing."

The two dared not speak.

"Huh!" He exhaled heavily, as if he had let out all the depression in his heart.

He said again, "I can't wait any longer, if I waste any more time, if Tianyi is taken away by Xia Guo, it will be difficult to get it back, and this son will become a joke in the eyes of other 'sons'. Go first, find someone Here's a chance to grab my tongue and interrogate."

Chapter 149 Suppression of the Ten Clans

"Where do you want to go, everyone?" A joking voice sounded, Huo Lingshen led a group of high-ranking members of the clan, as well as surrendered powerhouses of other races, rushed up from around, and surrounded them.

The Ninth Prince's face turned cold, gloomy like water, he could squeeze out a large amount of water without deliberately squeezing, and looked at Huo Lingshen and the others indifferently.

Meiniang and Jianglong Daoist are guarding him, their swords pointing at the strong men he brought to stay on guard.

Once they fight, even if they fail in the mission, they must protect His Highness and leave.

"How did you find us?" Ninth Prince asked.

Huo Lingshen sneered and sneered, "When you step into my patriarch's territory, do you still have the nerve to ask how my patriarch found you?"

"This is the territory of the Wind Spirit Clan, when did it become the territory of your Fire Spirit Clan?"

"Your news is too late, isn't it?" Huo Lingshen sneered.

"Zhou Guo's intelligence network is too poor, with such strength, how can he fight against Xia Guo?"

The Ninth Prince's face changed, and he quickly recovered, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Do you still want to continue pretending?" Huo Lingshen snorted coldly.

"You are from the Great Zhou Dynasty. Judging from your clothes, your status should be very noble. Especially you, you have a very unique temperament, and you look a bit like Emperor Huiwen."

Speaking of it.

Huo Lingshen narrowed his eyes, "If the patriarch's guess is correct, you should be a certain prince of the Great Zhou?"

The Ninth Prince didn't speak, the fists hidden under his sleeves were tightly clenched together.

His gaze was cold, like ice for thousands of years.

After a few breaths.

He let go again, and smiled freely, "You are very smart, you guessed our identities so quickly."

"That's right! You have a bit of guts. My patriarch thought you would keep denying it." Huo Lingshen sneered.

"Since it was discovered, why deny it? It's just deceiving yourself." The Ninth Prince admitted generously.

Looking at the fire spirit god.

"Since you found us, why did you take action until now?"

Huo Lingshen shrugged, "The patriarch was busy all night yesterday, so he didn't have time to play with you, and let people watch you in the dark. After finishing the matter at hand, I have time to settle with you."

The Ninth Prince frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"Including the Wind Spirit Clan, plus the four races we took down last night, our patriarch has taken down a total of nine races, and all of them fell into the hands of our patriarch." Huo Lingshen looked proud .

Looking at these strong men standing beside him.

Everyone's cultivation level is not low, all of them are at the Martial King Realm, and the worst is at the Xuanzong Realm. There are nine people, plus the background of the Fire Spirit Clan, and the strong men sent by the Bull Demon King to help, there are a total of more than a dozen people. people.

Such a huge force.

Even if it is them, they can't even think about retreating easily.

Furthermore.

Since they dared to appear blatantly, they were probably fully prepared to leave themselves and others here.

In one thought, the Ninth Prince thought a lot.

"My prince did not expect that with the appearance of God's will, such a big change would happen to the Alliance of Hundred Clans. So, God's will falls into your hands?"

Huo Lingshen shrugged, "If you want to find out about this problem, you have to go with the patriarch."

"What if the prince doesn't?"

"You can try it!" At this time, the four shadows of the devil king appeared, standing between the heaven and the earth, and a greater coercion came from them.

Together with Huo Lingshen and others, they will besieged here.

With indifferent eyes, staring at himself and the others.

The Ninth Prince smiled freely, pretending to be relaxed. Although he was a little flustered, as a prince, he didn't show it. He still has some skills to nourish his energy. "Okay! This prince promises you, and I will go with you."

Meiniang and Jianglong Daoist are in a hurry.

"Your Highness can't!"

The Ninth Prince waved his hand, "If they wanted to harm us, they wouldn't delay until now. When they found us just now, they had already done it, and they wouldn't talk so much nonsense."

The boss of the Demon King Siying clapped his hands and praised, "With good educational resources, the heirs you have cultivated are really extraordinary. This kind of bearing alone is worthy of your status."

"I'm overwhelmed." The Ninth Prince shook his head.

"Please!" The boss of Demon King Siying made a gesture of please.

Under their "leading", a group of people rushed towards the Bull Demon Race silently.

Dreamlings.

In the patriarch hall.

In addition to the Oneiroi I had seen before, there was also a young woman who looked exactly like her, who seemed to be her twin sister.

Besides them, there are nine elders.