It’s okay not to tell the existence behind the Holy Court.
After all, the world's people cannot access that level.
Even some strong people are not qualified.
Even Xu Zimo was just skeptical.
So he didn't want to say more. The most important thing was to take care of the things at hand.
Although the Sky Burial Mage is very famous, there is only one word in this world: profit.
Xu Zimo only knew that the other party had joined the Holy Court and the two were now enemies.
that's enough.
The Sky Burial Mage hovered in the void, his figure standing in the sky.
His expression was neither happy nor sad.
It was as if nothing in the world would attract his attention.
"The mage has also joined the Holy Court," the Holy King of Light said with a smile.
"Why don't the Holy Court offer you any conditions? Our Sun Palace will give you twice as much."
After hearing the words of the Holy King of Light, the Sky Burial Mage seemed very calm.
He just said lightly: "Holy King of Light, do you want to be killed here by me?"
"Mage, calm down, your opponent is not me today," the Holy King of Light said with a smile.
"If there is anything you can tell our ancestors."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was Yang Zhong beside him.
A golden coffin floated out.
When this coffin appeared, it seemed to suppress the world forever.
A small golden coffin was as powerful as a rainbow, and its golden light rivaled that of the sun behind it.
Just like this little golden coffin, the whole world fell into silence after it appeared.
Even the Sky Burial Mage frowned slightly.
The coffin was opened, and a figure floated out of it.
"I heard that the Master saved me, why don't you save me too?"
The voice said with a smile.
Although he said this, his voice echoed throughout the sky, and no one dared to answer.
Everyone looked at this figure.
He only wore a thin golden shirt.
Although he looks like an old man, his skin is fair and without a trace of wrinkles.
Just like a teenager.
There was also a bunch of gold coins wrapped around his waist.
There were hundreds of gold coins, covering the surrounding area.
The gold coins are so old that many people may not recognize the words engraved on them.
"When money falls, heads fall to the ground."
The Sky Burial Mage said calmly: "You are Situ Yun with Blood Eyes."
"Situ Yun, I haven't heard this name for a long time," the old man said with a smile.
"Call me whatever you want, the name is not important anyway."
The Sky Burial Mage snorted coldly, but did not refute anything.
"Who is Situ Yun?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
He didn't know much about the Nine Realms, after all, many of the older generation's strong men had quit a long time ago.
It is impossible for him to know about the strong man who lives in seclusion.
"Situ Yun, the blood pupil, is famous for his blood pupil," Murong Qing replied.
"It is said that when he was born, he had a bloody eye on his forehead.
There is a blood moon in the sky, and all kinds of demons and ghosts are everywhere.
Therefore, it is regarded as an ominous sign.
Later, he was abandoned by his parents and climbed out of the pile of dead people.
I don't know much about his deeds in the early years.
But when he became the Holy Queen, he once suppressed the entire ghost and god realm.
It is said that for thirty thousand years, the world has been shrouded in fear of him."
"They are all powerful people who have become famous," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"That's not as good as you.
Compared with the legend of the Demon Lord, they are just a small fight," Murong Qing said with a smile.
"I'm not surprised that the Holy Court can win over the Sky Burial Mage.
But I am a little curious that your Sun Palace can do this," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"How much price did you pay?"
"Master Xu, don't look at me, although I am a saint.
But it's not my turn to ask about more secret matters," Murong Qing replied.
Xu Zimo didn't ask any more questions.
"Master Xu, do you think we can start a fight?" Murong Qing asked.
"I'd rather have a fight.
It's a pity that the Holy Court won't," Xu Zimo shook his head.
"Why are you so sure?" Murong Qing asked.
"Does Mr. Xu think that our Sun Palace is better than the Holy Court?"
"Do you want to listen to the truth?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Murong Qing nodded.
"If the Holy Court is determined, it will destroy your Sun Palace." Xu Zimo said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Murong Qing's heart trembled.
Although she is a saint, she does not know the specific strength of the Holy Court.
Because the Holy Court is so mysterious, it has rarely appeared in recent years.
"I have ancestors in the Sun Palace, how could they be destroyed so easily," Murong Qing said unconvinced.
"If it can be destroyed, then why did you say just now that it can't be fought?"
"Because this is the Nine Realms.
Your Sun Palace is not the only one with great strength."
Xu Zimo smiled and said: "Even if your Sun Palace wants to be destroyed, someone will protect it."
Hearing this, Murong Qing became a little confused.
Who will protect their Sun Palace?
With the strength of the Sun Palace, who does it need to protect it?
"Let me tell you this.
The work of the nine realms, except for the lowest level of the mortal realm and the demonic realm.
To be continued...