Two sixth-level god kings blocked He Zhicang's way.

In addition, there are a large number of elite soldiers from Fengyu Pavilion and the subordinates of the Seventh Young Master Tang family.

With such power, even in his heyday, it is difficult for He Zhicang to escape.

Not to mention, judging from the surrounding situation, there was obviously a fierce battle here, and He Zhihuan's breath was chaotic, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he was seriously injured.

This is a dead end, there is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

However, He Zhihuan's body was a little old, and he still stood straight and never curved at all.

"Senior He, your He Mansion is full of deaths and injuries. You can't let them have no leader on the road to the underworld, otherwise you can go down and accompany them?"

Tang's seventh young master spoke.

He stood in front of Fengyu Pavilion, wearing a gorgeous dress, handsome and majestic.

He had a faint smile on his handsome face, and he looked like he was holding the overall situation in his hand and everything was under control.

Beside him, Qin Qianqiu stood calmly.

The precious and luxurious long skirt sets off her temperament even more extraordinary, with graceful figure and delicate facial features. No matter where she stands, she attracts people's attention.

Fengyuting and the subordinates of the Seventh Young Master of Tang are all short of girls.

But when compared with Qin Qianqiu, those women immediately became overshadowed, as if the difference between the bright moon and the firefly.

The head of Fengyu Pavilion, Qin Qianqiu's father, Qin Han, stood beside Qin Qianqiu and the Seventh Young Master Tang, with deep eyes, giving people a sense of scheming and conciseness.

Apart from Qin Han, there are seven or eight third-level god kings at Fengyu Pavilion.

The subordinates of the Seventh Young Master of Tang are even stronger. There are nearly twenty people in the third-level divine king. In addition, there are fourth-level divine kings and fifth-level divine kings.

The most terrifying one is the two sixth-level god kings.

This power is enough to sweep the city of Shengming.

You should know that except for He Zhicang, no one of the major forces in Shengming City has become a sixth-level god king, such as Jia, Xu, Nie and others. Their heads are not much different from Qin Han's strength, and they are all fourth-level god kings.

The existence of several ancestors who are in charge of Shengming City is only the fifth-level god king.

In the past, He Zhi called a sixth-level god king, which was enough to suppress the major forces in Shengming City. Now the Seventh Young Master Tang has brought two sixth-level god kings with him, so who dares to compete with him?

The seven-liutian clan of Tang's family is comparable to the Dragon King Valley.

Qin Qianqiu had a good relationship with the Seventh Young Master Tang. With the Seventh Young Master Tang, he mobilized the strength of the Son of Tang to try to dominate Shengming City. This move was not only unexpected, but also difficult to resist.

After this period of time, He Zhizang had already figured out the various principles here.

However, he was in the poisonous miasma forest and could not pass the news, and could not report the conspiracy between Fengyuting and the Seventh Master of Tang to the Dragon King Valley.

Even if you can report this time, it is too late.

When the people from the Dragon King Valley arrived, he congratulated him, afraid that the bones would be cold early.

"Qin Han, I asked myself, "When you are not bad at Fengyu Pavilion, over the years, your Fengyu Pavilion has made every effort to develop. Have you ever been secretly restrained?"

Have you ever signaled several other companies to join forces to suppress them?"

He Zhizang's eyes fell on Qin Han.

"Senior He is very good at Fengyu Pavilion."

Qin Han said calmly: "But, Fengyu Pavilion has developed to this day and has reached a bottleneck. Senior He is immortal. How can Fengyu Pavilion dominate Shengming City?"

"What a wolf's ambition."

He Zhihuan's face turned red and his heart was angry.

Human desires are like endless abyss and can never be satisfied.

This sentence is a true portrayal of Qin Han.

"Senior He praised it. As the head of the sect, if he does not have some fighting spirit, what is the difference between him and Salted Fish?

What I did was just to make the Fengyu Pavilion people successful.”

Qin Handao.

"What I said is quite high-sounding."

He Zhihuan sneered: "So even your biological daughter can be sold?

But you cooperated with Tang, but they didn’t know that they were just trying to get a skin to the tiger.”

"Senior He's a good plan to sow discord."

The Seventh Master Tang smiled slightly.

Qin Han and Qin Qianqiu did not speak, and were not shaken by He Zhiyan's words, because the latter did not understand the relationship between them and the seventh young master of the Tang family.

"Shengming City belongs to the Dragon King Valley. Even if I die, the Dragon King Valley will not watch it. Shengming City is taken away by your Tang family."

Congratulations to the Tao.

The thirteen cities of the Great Yu Divine Realm.

Every sacred city is related to huge interests.

Dragon King Valley, Tang family, Qi family, and three parts of the world.

Among them, the Dragon King Valley ruled the Shengming City for countless years, and it was impossible to hand over the Shengming City, especially Tang, who used this method to obtain the Dragon King Valley.

Whether it is for face or for profit, the Dragon King Valley will definitely not let Tang go.

However, the Seventh Master Tang didn't care and just said simply: "Senior He, today I mainly send you on the road. As for other things, I think you don't have to worry about that much."

He Zhicang vaguely smelled a sense of huge conspiracy.

However, as the seventh young master of Tang said, he is now unable to save himself and his life is in danger. It is indeed meaningless to think about other things.

He Zhichan had no intention of begging for mercy. One was that he didn't want to do that, and the other was that he knew very well that even begging for mercy would have no meaning.

"Send Senior He to the road!"

Tang's seventh young master spoke calmly.

The two sixth-level god kings, one on the left and one on the right, forced to He Zhicong.

The air between heaven and earth seemed to solidify.

It is no exaggeration to say that He Zhichan is a patron saint of Shengming City.

Now, this guardian saint is about to die.

Among the elite troops of Fengyu Pavilion, many of them showed a hint of solemn expression and called He Zhi to see him off.

He Zhihuan closed his eyes lightly, and the thick power of the God King surged in his standing straight body, like thunder hidden in the dark clouds, which could explode at any time.

However, this is just a desperate attempt at the end of the road.

The two sixth-level gods from Tang's family are not fast or slow, but each step is extremely steady, and vaguely blocking any route that He Zhicang breaks through.

Suddenly, everyone's actions were stagnant.

I saw a young figure stepping out in the heavy poisonous miasma, and bowing to He Zhizang, "Senior He, don't be fine."

"Luo Qing!"

He Zhizang was stunned for a moment.

In those old pupils, there were crystal clear objects flashing.

When Su Xing appears at this time, how could he not understand why he came?

But he didn't expect that when he was in trouble, there was such a young man who had met only at the birthday party, who would try to rescue him.

None of the big clans who were taken care of by him on weekdays appeared.

The warmth and coldness of human relationships is really ironic and real.
Chapter completed!