Chihuo City, the hall of the city lord’s mansion.

"What did you say? Yang'er was killed. Who is so bold?" In the upper seat, Yin Li's middle-aged man suddenly stood up, and a blazing force of fire-type law rose into the sky, like an angry wolf king, shouting angrily.

The person kneeling below shook and said tremblingly: "The villain was listening to someone else's words in the restaurant. The murderer seemed to be the Demon Emperor, the senior brother of the God of War Palace."

When Yin Li heard the name of Demon Emperor, he sat down heavily and roared in a low voice: "Demon Emperor, he is the Demon Emperor again, the crazy man who killed more than 40 disciples of Taiyi Sect, you retreat first."

"Yes!" The kneeling man did not stand up directly, but instead knelt down and retreated.

Bang, slapped the handrail with a palm, Yin Li's middle-aged eyes were filled with evil light. For the holy immortal and the god of war, it was so difficult to get a son. Even if the creation movement began now, it might take 100,000 years for the second son to be born...

"Demon Emperor, although you are one of the three great emperors, don't think that you can do whatever you want just below the Holy Immortal War God. There are so many emperors and monks hidden in the fairy world that you can't imagine." Yin Li's middle-aged man thought of something, and a sinister expression appeared on his face.

In the endless foggy forest, there are clusters of tribe-like buildings. You can often see figures entering or coming out. Judging from their speed and breath, they are all great emperor monks who are close to or past Xingdi and others.

If someone with good information is very knowledgeable, he will definitely know this place, the foggy forest - Wanniantang.

Wanniantang is the name of an idle organization. No one ruled anyone here, but only monks who practiced hard here and waited for breakthroughs.

The youngest Wannian Hall members here are over 10,000 years old, and the oldest ones are 100,000 years old. Each of them is not very famous because compared to the geniuses of their contemporaries, they are really inconspicuous, but even in the holy realm, the true immortal cultivators have a lifespan of 100,000 years. Their stupid qualifications cannot withstand the passage of time. Although they are not famous, their strengths are at the top level of the Great Emperor, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of the core disciples of the six major sects. Some Wannian Hall members who are over 50,000 years old are even more terrifying, and they are close to the existence of the three emperors.

In a word, Wanniantang is a mediocre organization, and its members are all mediocre people, and they have not been accepted as disciples by the six major sects. On this day, a guest came to the Misty Forest, who was a low-level holy immortal, Tang Lie, the lord of Chihuo City.

"I have a reward here, I don't know who is interested in the next one." Tang Lie floated over the forest and asked loudly.

Many members of Wannian Hall raised their heads and watched Tang Lie's existence.

"It's Lord Tang Lie, the lord of Chihuo City. I don't know what kind of reward it is." Several veteran members of Wannian Hall said lightly.

Tang Lie said word by word: "Kill one of the three emperors, and offer a bounty of 100,000 low-level soul crystals and 100 billion low-level spirit crystals. You can form a team." He knew that based on his personal strength alone, no one in Wanniantang was an opponent of the Demon Emperor, but many of these people have reached the Cheng speed of the core disciples of the six major sects. There is great hope if they form a team.

"Killing the Demon Emperor, City Lord Tang is not a joke, right!"

"I have seen the Demon Emperor for a moment, and can only be described as unfathomable. I should have already broken through the acupoints and gradually approached the God of War."

Tang Lie sneered: "That's why I invite you Wanniantang people. Although almost none of you have reached the speed of transforming the true essence or breaking through the acupoints, they are all very close. If more than ten people are dispatched, it should be very likely to kill the Demon Emperor." The stage of transforming the true essence and breaking through the acupoints cannot be successful by taking time. Without talent and understanding, you will never think about it in your life, especially Wanniantang is an organization composed of a group of "stupid" people.

"We will take this reward, but City Lord Tang pays at least one-third of the bounty first, I don't want to die in vain."

Tang Lie saw a team of more than a dozen people standing up below, five of whom were at the level of core disciples, and the rest were not much different.

"Very good, 100,000 soul crystals are enough for you to reach the realm of Great Perfection of Soul. If you have already achieved Great Perfection of Soul, you can use it for your descendants." Tang Lie threw down a storage ring.

The leader took the storage ring and said, "In addition, our news is not very good. I hope that the people of Lord Tang can cooperate with us. All we have to do is kill the Demon Emperor."

"No problem." Without the other party, Tang Lie will arrange everything for them, otherwise he will not be at ease.

Not far away, an old man in blue robe flashed his eyes and said to himself: Tang Lie actually came to Wanniantang to find someone to kill the Demon Emperor, and he was in danger now.

The old man in blue robe is nothing else, but the mayor of Jushui Town whom Lin Fenghan had never met - Jushui Emperor, who was the grandfather of Shui Lier. He was also a member of Wanniantang, and he was over 15,000 years old.

In the War God Palace, Lin Fenghan did not go to Xuanhuang Tower to practice these days, but lived in the yard, enjoying the joy of fish and water every day, chatting with the three girls and drinking tea during the day, and occasionally discussing the difficulties in the three girls' practice.

"I am still the first level of Thunder's Way in terms of cultivation, and I can't help you even if I want to." Lin Fenghan had long given up on true energy cultivation, and was not even as good as the three women in this regard.

Luo Shishi worshiped: "With your talent and understanding, if you don't give up your cultivator's cultivation, you may be a great emperor monk."

Lin Fenghan shook his head, "This is not necessarily the case. No matter how high the understanding is, people are not sure about this. Some things need luck."

"Senior Brother, someone is looking for you on the island." An ordinary disciple came over from a distance and said respectfully to Lin Fenghan.

Who is looking for me? Lin Fenghan was a little confused and smiled at the ordinary disciple on his face, "Please trouble you, I'll go now."

"It's okay, it's my honor to send me a message to my senior brother." The ordinary disciple said sincerely.

Near the teleportation array outside the mountains, an old man in blue robe was waiting quietly there. It was the mayor of Jushui Town, Emperor Jushui.

A blue light shone through the huge space. A handsome man in red robe appeared next to the old man in blue robe, with a faint smile on his face.

"You are the Demon Emperor!" the old man asked.

Lin Fenghan said: "No, who is your lord?"

"I am Shui Lier's grandfather, Jushui Emperor."

Lin Fenghan showed a surprised look and said, "I don't know what happened to me for seniors."

"You killed Tang Yang. His father Tang Lie has already arrived in Wanniantang to offer a reward. Currently, a team of thirteen people is waiting for you in Iron Blood City."

Lin Fenghan had never heard of Wanniantang, and he didn't know the cultivation level of the members. He couldn't help but look at the Jushui Emperor in confusion, wanting to hear his introduction.
Chapter completed!