I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Report to His Royal Highness..."

The president of the Makino Chamber of Commerce immediately told Ling Changxiao about the origin of the willow branches.

Hearing that a lot of vitality could emerge from the wicker, this directly made Ling Changxiao's eyes shine.

Definitely this is a baby.

Immediately afterwards, the chairman of the Muye Chamber of Commerce repeated what Qin Feng said before.

Ling Changxiao's face suddenly darkened.

"How dare you say that you are here waiting for me to die, who is so courageous!" Ling Changxiao said angrily.

In this small Mu Ye domain, someone dared to look down on him so much, which made him feel a great shame.

The president of the Muye Chamber of Commerce quickly pointed to Qin Feng.

Ling Changxiao immediately looked over with cold eyes.

In an instant, the anger in his eyes was replaced by shock.

It's not because of Qin Feng, Ling Changxiao doesn't know Qin Feng.

But because of Ling Yundie!

"You...how are you here!" Ling Changxiao's eyes widened, and his voice was full of disbelief.

He never dreamed that Ling Yundie, who he sent people to search for for so long and had no news at all, would meet Mu Yeyu in Mu Yeyu.

As for Ling Wannian next to him, he looked blank.

Not only did he stay in the ancestral land all the year round, he was even in retreat all the year round, he had never seen Ling Yundie at all, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Why was Ling Changxiao so surprised?

"Hehe... You have been looking for me for so long, shouldn't you be very happy to see me now?" Ling Yundie chuckled lightly.

"Happy! I'm so happy!"

The shock in Ling Changxiao's eyes disappeared immediately, and he said chillingly: "You come to the door yourself, so don't blame my brother for being ruthless."

While speaking, he took a step back and ordered in a cold voice: "Take down my good sister!"

Hearing these words, the monks present were in a daze and suddenly realized.

Although they were not from the Dayu Dynasty, they had heard many legends about the Dayu Dynasty.

The only sister Ling Changxiao wanted to kill so much was Ling Yundie who was in charge of Xuanjing Division.

"Boom..."

The next moment, a monstrous aura erupted from the gray-robed old man's body, mighty and mighty.

The fifth level of the Wuji Realm, in Mu Yeyu, is enough for anyone to look up to.

Not only that, the old man in gray robe turned his hands over from the ring and took out a big golden clock, only the size of a palm, surrounded by majestic dragon aura and royal aura.

The terrifying Nirvana coercion spread instantly, and it was even more astonishing, making everyone present feel tremendous pressure.

Although he carried a sacred artifact, the old man in gray robe felt that it was just to suppress Ling Yundie, and there was no need to sacrifice it, so he used the golden bell blessed by the luck of the dynasty.

"Boom..."

The gray-robed old man waved his sleeves, and the golden bell rose into the sky, suppressing Ling Yundie.

The golden bell expanded rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it was already the size of a millstone, and the dragon aura and imperial aura surrounding it instantly condensed into a dragon soul.

This is far from being comparable to ordinary nirvana spiritual weapons, and it is many times more powerful.

"What does Ling Yundie think? Knowing that Ling Changxiao is coming here, she still dares to appear here. Isn't she courting death?"

After a monk saw the terrifying sight of the golden bell, he was shocked and said with some doubts.

In Ling Changxiao's eyes, the cruelty became even more serious.

At the same time, there is unconcealed excitement.

As long as Ling Yundie fell into his hands, it would be a good thing no matter if he killed her or used it to control Xuan Jingsi.

He did not expect that this trip to Mu Yeyu would yield such a huge harvest.

"Om..."

However, at this moment, the golden bell that was coming to suppress Ling Yundie suddenly hovered in mid-air, unable to move.

It was as if time stood still.

The sudden change made all the monks present startled slightly.

"What are you doing, why don't you hurry up and suppress her!" Seeing this, Ling Changxiao said coldly to the old man in gray robe.

"I... this weapon can't be suppressed anymore, it's blocked by a force!" the gray-robed old man said in horror.

He didn't even realize who it was.

No matter how strong this golden bell is, it is only a nirvana weapon.

In front of the strong in Nirvana, it is not worth mentioning at all.

In particular, Qin Feng, who is still in the fourth level of Nirvana, is even more insignificant.

"what!"

When Ling Changxiao heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly surfaced in his heart.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng's quietly condensed sword soul shot out instantly, aiming directly at Ling Changxiao and the gray-robed old man.

Extremely fast, like lightning.

Qin Feng wanted to kill him directly before the other party reacted.

This is also the reason why Ling Yundie proposed to make a move here, so as to prevent the guardians beside Ling Changxiao from sacrificing the sacred artifacts, which would only increase the trouble.

"Om..."

However, those dozens of sword souls were just over ten feet away from Ling Changxiao, and a transparent barrier appeared instantly.

Protect them all.

"Crack! Kick!"

Moreover, those sword souls were also shattered.

Although the sacred artifact carried by the gray-robed old man is not always awake, it will automatically condense out of the barrier whenever danger approaches.

Protect everyone.

"Nirvana! Who is so strong!"

The old man in gray robe widened his eyes and looked around.

The power of the sword soul just now was extremely terrifying. Even though he was protected by a transparent barrier, his scalp felt numb.

Especially, he didn't even know who was making the shot.

"Nirvana Realm?! There are actually Nirvana Realm experts here!"

"Could it be Ling Yundie's guardian?"

"However, in the entire Dayu Dynasty, there are not many strong men in Nirvana!"

"..."

For a while, many monks present also exclaimed again and again.

I don't understand why a monk in Nirvana suddenly appeared in the manor, and he was protecting Ling Yundie.

They were also looking around, looking for the person who shot.

No one doubted Qin Feng who was next to Ling Yundie.

After all, that is a strong man in Nirvana, how could he be so young.

"Shh!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng stretched out his palm, and directly grabbed the big golden clock hovering in mid-air.

The golden clock, which was originally the size of a millstone, quickly dimmed and shrank rapidly, and soon returned to the size of a palm.

Just now when Qin Feng found out that Ling Changxiao could not be killed directly, he took advantage of the fact that the gray-robed old man was not paying attention, and controlled the weapon with the secret weapon.