"'Immortal Palace'? You are the Immortal King!"

Gelaiqiao's tribe finally recognized Wang Xian.

"Yes, I am Wang Xian!"

Wang Xian nodded.

"General Wang, we are very grateful to you for saving us, but even if you are a general, you should not interfere in the affairs of our clan, right?" said an old man.

"Do you know what this is?"

Wang Xian raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and shook it in front of the old man.

"What do you mean General?"

The old man was puzzled.

Wang Xian explained in a calm tone: "It makes sense to have a big fist, and whatever you say with a big fist means what you say!"

Poof!

A laugh suddenly sounded.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction where the laughter came from.

"Sorry, I really can't help it."

Tao Yaoyao apologized.

She really couldn't hold it back. She had never seen someone like Wang Xian talk about "bullying" so calmly and with such confidence.

"General, you can't do this!"

Another tribesman from Qiao Laiqiao said.

"When your fists are stronger than mine, come to me and ask for your Qiao Laiqiao back!"

Wang Xian was too lazy to explain, so he turned around and left after saying this.

Such words made the Gie Laiqiao tribesmen's faces turn red with anger, and they wanted to take out their weapons and kill Wang Xian directly. However, looking at Wang Xian's back and thinking of Wang Xian's fighting power, they immediately became discouraged.

"Let's go to the Flame Gate!"

Wang Xian jumped up and flew up.

The others followed one by one.

"Elder of the clan, Qiaoqiao has been taken away, what should we do?"

The Ghou Lai Qiao clan members looked at G Lai Qiao being carried away by Nangong Wu and asked in confusion.

The person being questioned, the old man, looked gloomy and uncertain, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to the imperial capital to sue Wang Xian!"

"Will this work?"

A young man couldn't help but said.

These old people in the clan may only have a simple understanding of Wang Xian, but they young people know Wang Xian very well and also know Wang Xian's status in the Dragon Kingdom.

Go to the imperial capital to sue Wang Xian?

I'd be damned if this could happen!

What's more, with Wang Xian's current strength, what would happen even if he succeeded?

Who can force Wang Xian to put Gelaiqiao back?

What's more, a group of clan elders forced Qiao Laiqiao to become a saint. According to the laws of the Dragon Kingdom, this was against the opinions of women and she would be arrested.

"It has to be done even if it doesn't work. If Qiao Laiqiao doesn't become a saint, we will all die!"

The clan elder roared.

The Gelaiqiao clan members suddenly fell silent.

The clan elder was right, if Qiao Laiqiao didn't become a saint, they would all die.

After a long time, a young man spoke: "According to current theory, that existence should be a mythical boss. Since it is a boss, it can be killed. How about we ask the King Immortal?"

As soon as these words came out, other people's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes!

They can ask Wang Xian to kill that being. If that being dies, they don't have to die!

"no!"

A clan elder refused directly!

"Elder, why?"

The young man asked in confusion.

The clan elder's face turned cold and he said: "There is no reason why Gelaiqiao must become a saint!"

After saying that, the clan elder turned around and left.

The young people among the Gie Laiqiao tribe were stunned on the spot. They didn't understand, since there was a way not to die, why would the elders of the tribe disagree?

On the other side, after several hours of traveling, Wang Xian and his party finally arrived at the Flame Gate.

At this time, there were still many people in Lieyan Sect. When they saw Wang Xian and others descending from the sky, they immediately gathered around.

"Who are you...the master of the sect!"

A person who seemed to be a senior member of the Lieyan Sect was about to ask Wang Xian and others about their identities when he suddenly saw Du Xian being held in Ma Yingjie's hands.

"Let the master go!"

The man shouted.

"Give you a chance. If you don't want to die, get out of the Flame Gate within five seconds!"

Wang Xian said coldly.

"Let the master go!"

Someone shouted again.

"one!"

Wang Xian counted the numbers indifferently.

Everyone in Lieyanmen showed their weapons.

"two!"

Wang Xian continued to count the numbers.

Some people in the Flame Sect began to become hesitant.

"three!"

At this number, people from the Flame Gate finally turned around and ran away.

"Four!"

Crash--

In an instant, a large number of people from the Flame Sect turned around and left.

In the end, only a dozen people were left.

"Old Jian, kill them all!"

Wang Xian said casually.

"Okay!"

Jian Twenty-Three responded, took out the ‘Mo Sword’ and started killing the dozen or so people from the Lieyan Sect.

"Old Lu, do you know where the Demon Suppressing Tower is?"

Wang Xian looked at Ma Yingjie.

"Know."

Ma Yingjie nodded.

"Lead the way."

"Um."

Under the leadership of Ma Yingying, Wang Xian and others came to a flat land.

"This is the Demon Suppression Tower."

Ma Yingjie pointed to an area on the flat ground and said.

"where?"

Wang Xian looked at Ma Yingjie in confusion.

This flat land is really flat, with nothing else at all except dozens of stone slabs piled aside.
To be continued...