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Chapter 722 The sea of ??blood surging from the Styx

A trace of regret flashed across Feng Lin's face and said, "But it doesn't matter. Gu Shaoshang has a good relationship with Wang Yuanshi. If Gu Shaoshang encounters difficulties, it may also lead to the Xuanlong City lineage."

"But, what a Holy Dragon King is, you plot against his disciples."

Yu Tingche was a little scared and said, "In the past, his battle to be king shocked the entire vast continent!"

"It's okay."

Feng Linwan waved his hand and said, "I am not my duty. Now the only two big cities are vacant in the Holy Martial Kingdom. Even if the Holy Dragon King gets angry, I will not blame me."

As early as the news of the Ten Thousand Race Competition came, he had distributed all the places in the big city!

"Let's talk about it"

His eyes were filled with an inexplicable smile: "From ancient times, has there any prince ever intervened in the path of a disciple to a prince?"

He is different from Yu Tingche. He is the marquis of the Ninth Heaven of God and Demon. Even if he offended the Holy Dragon King a little, what can he do?

The Holy Dragon King is not the innate sacred!

It is still unknown whether he took the first step or himself!

"Oh, Brother Feng should take care of himself."

Yu Tingche sighed and waved his hand into the back hall.

Feng Lin was only fifty thousand years old in his later years. Although his cultivation level was higher than him, he was still too young.

It is important to know that if you use a knife to kill someone, it depends on who the knife is!

Outside the capital of the Holy Martial King, Duan Yu's face looked a little unfair.

He reluctantly said: "Sir, although the resource territory of Xiaoyao City is not weaker than that of Jinghai City, seven city lords have died there for 30,000 years. Even the Marquis of Dinghai personally went there without any discovery! It is definitely not a good place!"

The death of the city lord of the big city is definitely not a trivial matter. Marquis Dinghai has been in that city for thousands of years, but the situation is calm when he comes, and the city lord who leaves will still die unknowingly.

But, there was no trace of clues, and Dinghai Hou had no choice but to do anything.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused, wondering whether he would use resources to follow Gu Shaoshu.

After all, as he is, the resources he can use are limited, and there is only one chance. If he is wrong, he will never have the chance to start over again.

Wang Yuanshi also frowned slightly.

But Gu Shaoshen smiled and said, "Since Marquis Jinghai is fine, of course I will not have any trouble."

Although he was alert, he was not too afraid.

Among the seven dead city lords, although there are two of them who are in the fifth level of gods and demons, how can he be compared to ordinary gods and demons?

"Be careful."

Wang Yuanshi said: "If there is any difficulty, I will come to help you."

“That’s natural.”

Gu Shaoshen nodded, without rejecting his kindness.

The two talked to each other for a few words, and Wang Yuanshi bowed and said, "So, let's separate! See you again in a hundred years!"

“See you then!”

Mr. Gu smiled and said goodbye to him.

It was not until the backs of Wang Yuanshi and others disappeared that he withdrew his gaze and looked at Duan Yu who was in a dilemma.

Xiaoyao City is so dangerous. If he still has the courage to follow him, then Gu Shaoshang wouldn't mind pulling him.

"Sir, I'm willing to follow you!"

Duan Yu gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind that instead of being mediocre, he would rather try it.

Staying in Shengwu City is safe and worry-free, but this life ends here.

"very good!"
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