Feng Jiu stared blankly, the golden light disappeared into the sky, and the three children left, feeling a deep reluctance and loss in his heart.

She stood at the bow of the boat and watched quietly, until a long time later, she walked back to the cabin: "I'll have a rest, you will call me when you arrive in Tianshan." She left her words and calmed down in the cabin.

Du Fan, Leng Hua and Leng Shuang looked at it and sighed in their hearts. They couldn't bear to leave the three little masters, but they all knew that leaving was the best for them.

In the Shangxian Realm, in a palace, four powerful people were sitting together discussing things.

"Didn't you say that Feng Jiu was taken to the demon world? Why did I hear that the demon king sent her back? What's going on? Didn't you ask someone to check it?" A man in his thirties with a tiger waist and bear back looked like a thirty-year-old man in his thirties asked in a calm voice, his sharp eyes under his sword eyebrows were as sharp as a sharp blade, which made people dare not look directly at him.

"Who knew that the demon king was so timid and afraid? He didn't even dare to take revenge when he saw the demon queen being killed, but instead sent Feng Jiu and his group away." The other person frowned, with displeasure on his majestic face: "It's really a waste of such a good opportunity."

"That Fengjiu is the destiny of the phoenix star, and she can easily die in the demon world? According to my opinion, we have to take Fengjiu's life personally, so others can't count on it."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man. He stood up with his hands on his back, looked at the other three and said, "Wait! There will always be a chance to take her life. Isn't that Xuanyuan Moze just fallen into our hands?"

"When it comes to Xuanyuan Moze, it is said that the mental power of that world has not completely dissipated, and it is gradually solidifying and becoming stronger. I am afraid that Xuanyuan Moze is not dead yet, maybe healing and resting in some place to wait for the opportunity." The other man looked deep and frowned slightly: "If this is true, it will be a little trouble."

The other man picked up the spiritual tea and took a sip, and said disapprovingly: "What's the trouble? If they want to ascend to become immortals, they will definitely be able to pass through the heavenly thunder. Are we still afraid that we won't have the chance to get in the way? No matter how powerful they are, can we still be more powerful than the four of us?"

"The words are so good, but the growth of these two people is really amazing. If they really grow up, they will become the master of the world. Then, how can we still have the status of our four emperors?"

"Even if the little monks from the lower realm are in charge of the world and dare to fight with us, we will not allow them!" The middle-aged man said calmly, snorting softly, and said, "If you want to ascend to become an immortal, you have to see if they have the ability!"

Several people looked at each other and smiled at each other. They picked up the spiritual tea and took a sip. One of them said, "Yes, we are the powerful people of heaven and earth, and the emperors of all directions. What's the difficulty of wanting the lives of those two people? We want them to live, but they can't die, but they can't live!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha! Well said! Come on, I will use tea instead of wine, and I will toast you a cup!" Another laughed loudly, holding spiritual tea to them.
Chapter completed!