Su Baoji's heart was trembling.

The Jiang Family and the Ancient Clan are both heavyweight and established forces in the Great Ruins. Although Xiao Yujing has supreme prestige in Xitian Continent, in the final analysis, he cannot afford to offend these two families.

It turns out that in recent years, Xiao Yujing's external department has developed quite well, and he has met many powerful forces.

I never expected that in one fell swoop, I would lose everything!

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he was holding his chest and felt the pain of being unable to breathe.

Feng Changhen was still clutching the corners of his clothes, his eyes full of panic and fear.

"Uncle Feng, you have to protect me, you must protect me!"

"From now on, the throne of the Holy Court Emperor will definitely belong to me. I am willing to devote all my knowledge of the Holy Court to help you, Xiao Yujing, climb to a higher status in the mainland!"

Feng Changhen said tremblingly, regarding Su Baoji as the last straw.

Unexpectedly, Su Baoji looked at him fiercely at this moment, suddenly fluttered his sleeves and let go of his hand, shouting hysterically: "Get out of here!"

The ancient tribe’s previous words clearly regarded this person as the main god!

"May I ask your Excellency, who is it?" Su Bao asked reluctantly.

If it weren't for Feng Changhen, he wouldn't have been able to bring Xiao Yujing into such a situation.

But in a split second, an extremely heart-pounding feeling emerged.

Today was his birthday party in Japan, but he made such a joke that all the heroes of Xitian Continent saw Xiao Yujing's decline.

There are more than seventy vassals under Fengdu Mountain. A long time ago, he discovered that there are two lifelines among them, showing extremely bright light.

He looked ahead in fear, only to see Yamazi stepping forward. Sixteen ghost palaces were suspended in the sky, and the dark soldiers all over the sky were staring at him coldly.

The power of his sword shattered the aura around him, and also interrupted the appearance of the aura on Chen Yu's body.

"Today, no one can save you." Yan Mozi's eyes were cold, and he swept Feng Changhen directly into the Huangquan River.

Chen Yu responded calmly without any mood swings.

If the Jiang family and the ancient clan break off diplomatic relations with him, this will be an irreparable loss.

In an instant, the ghost bit him, causing Feng Changhen to let out a shrill scream again.

Feng Changhen stepped back with thumping steps, his face turning pale.

And at that moment, the Wine Sword God took action.

"I am the third prince of the Holy Court, and my father is the Great Emperor Shenye. How dare you touch...ah!"

He did not expect that this ancient clan would be a guest in Xiaoyujing.

Judging from the aura emanating from Chen Yu and the signs of the fight just now, Chen Yu may also be the God King of Liuhe.

"Dongzhou, Chen Yu."

Chen Yu was still standing in the sky in his sight. What shocked him was that he seemed to have provoked an unimaginable existence.

The soul-suppressing power filled Feng Changhen with fear. He screamed, trying to break the chains, but found that it was useless.

Before he finished speaking, chains suddenly rose up, mercilessly binding Feng Changhen's whole body.

Many of the powerful men from the Holy Court below were all trembling at this moment. They dared not make the slightest sound, and were trembling and huddled beside them.

But Su Baoji remained silent, his eyes a little dim.

All the powerful people in Xitianzhou looked at it with horror.

That represents the foundation of the vassal, reaching an unimaginable level.

The ancient clan is one of those two lifebloods.

Originally I wanted to leave it at the end and use it as a trump card to catch people off guard.

After all, whether it is the Holy Court or the Celestial Family, they are all giants in the Wuhuang Continent, and there must be some unknown background behind them.
Chapter completed!