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Chapter 125 The situation in the world of immortality is great! (4.3k)

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, the huge martial arts arena fell silent for an instant.

The monks in the cultivation world headed by the old monk Hui'an all turned to look at Xu Yue'er and Xu Qin'er, and glared at the two dragon girls.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

This statement is not limited to Daxia's armor-breaking army's conquest of the barbarians in northern Xinjiang. It is also applicable to the world of immortality.

The relationship between the Sihai Dragon Clan and the major sects in the world of immortality has always been at odds.

Take advantage of each other and guard against each other.

If Zhao Yi ordered the major sects in the world of immortality to kill each other, those sects might not really fight to the death.

After all, the world of cultivating immortals is just that big. They look up from each other but never look down at each other. Many sects even marry each other. It can be said that the bones and tendons are broken.

If Zhao Yi is really desperate, they might join forces to resist.

But if they were to kill the Dragon Clan, it would be different.

The Dragon Clan occupies the whole world and is as rich as any country.

In contrast, the major sects in the world of immortality have always been busy.

They have long disliked the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan is full of treasures.

Dragon horns, dragon scales, and dragon claws can be used to refine weapons.

Longan, dragon beard, and dragon tail can be used to make medicine.

Dragon liver, dragon heart, and dragon meat are great delicacies.

In the past, when the Zhao family suppressed the world of immortality, although the major sects were covetous of the Dragon Clan's benefits, they did not dare to take action against them rashly.

Now Zhao Yi actually ordered them to fight each other.

Then don't blame them for being cruel!

Hui'an looked at each other and the monks at the ninth-level Saint King Realm, and both sides immediately understood what the other meant.

Put aside conflicts and be united in dealing with the outside world.

First solve the Sihai Dragon Clan, and then solve the previous betrayal problem.

"Amitabha."

The old monk Hui'an clasped his hands together and asked Zhao Yi solemnly: "Your Highness, if I wait for the dragon to be subdued successfully, can I also be exempted from sin?"

The old monk is more thoughtful than the great monks of the sect.

The old monk just heard what Zhao Yi said. They are also guilty of death. Moreover, Zhao Yi only said that the dragon clan killed all the monks from all the major sects and was exempted from crime. He did not say that the human monks had the same treatment after killing all the dragon clan.

Hearing this, those ninth-level Saint King realms were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhao Yi at the same time.

Fortunately, the old monk was careful. What if the Zhao family took advantage of the major sects and the Four Seas Dragon Clan to harm both sides, and then reaped the benefits?

Zhao Yi sat back on the Luan Jia again, waved his hand and said: "I have always treated everyone equally. No matter who of you survives to the end, I can forgive you all the death penalty!"

Having said this, Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes, looked at the old monk, and said with a half-smile: "What I just said to the Dragon Clan applies to you as well. If the Dragon Clan wins, you and other sects will be removed from the sect from now on!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly became solemn.

Because this battle is not only related to their life and death, but also the tens of millions of years of inheritance of their respective sects.

If one move fails, the whole game is lost.

The vitality of the Dragon Clan is extremely powerful.

Xu Qin'er was kicked so hard by Zhao Yi that after a while, she was able to stand up on her own.

She bowed to Zhao Yi and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the guilty ministers will go back and inform their father, brother and clan elders immediately, and they will definitely kill all these rebellious ministers and traitors!"

Xu Qin'er is smarter and more ruthless than Xu Yue'er.

As soon as she came up, she gave the big sects in the world of immortality the reputation of being rebellious officials and traitors.

In this way, even if the Sihai Dragon Clan was injured after the battle with the Immortal Cultivation World, the Zhao family of Daxia might be able to keep them safe for the sake of their loyalty to protect their master.

Xu Qin'er thought to herself, looking up at the ninth-level Saint King Realm all over the sky.

The history of the Four Seas Dragon Clan can be traced back to the "spirit" era, and has inhabited the Four Seas for hundreds of thousands of years.

However, even when the Four Seas Dragon Clan was at its most powerful, there was no way of casually dispatching hundreds of ninth-level Saint Kings to guard the Dragon Clan Crown Prince.

What a luxury!

The ninth-level Saint King Realm are all giants, and they have the dignity of the strong.

Take the ninth-level Holy King Realm of the Four Seas Dragon Clan as an example.

If they were asked to serve as bodyguards for the Dragon Prince, they would definitely fall out!

Thinking of this, Xu Qin'er became more determined to hold Daxia Zhao's thigh tightly.

Xu Qin'er has already seen it.

The Royal Family of Daxia actually knows everything about the Four Seas Dragon Clan and the Immortal Cultivation World.

It's just that Daxia Zhao was delayed by various things before, so she didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Now that Zhao finally has time, she can free her hands to deal with matters in the world of immortality. The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas and the sects in the world of immortality just happened to collide.

Zhao Yi only let one of them die, which was already considered merciful!

Thinking of this, Xu Qin'er bowed respectfully to Zhao Yi: "The Sihai Dragon Clan will definitely live up to His Highness's high expectations and eradicate evil spirits without mercy!"

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "It's rare that you have such a heart. Go ahead and give you a stick of incense."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he nodded to Huang Ying on the side.

Huang Ying took a step forward, took out a white jade porcelain vase from her brocade bag, and then threw it towards the martial arts field under the high platform.

The old monk Hui'an quickly reached out to catch it.

"Amitabha."

He clasped his hands together and asked Huang Ying respectfully: "My lord, do you not know what is in the bottle?"

Huang Ying remembered that the old monk had just forced Zhao Yi into the palace, and said angrily: "The bottle contains ten thousand years of spiritual milk. My master gave it to those guys to heal their wounds."

Ten thousand years of spiritual milk?

Upon hearing this, there was an exclamation in the martial arts arena.

Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is one of the most precious medicines in the world of immortality.

This medicine can not only bring life to the dead, flesh and bones, but also prolong life and enhance physical strength.

Just one drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk can directly elevate a first-level monk who has just entered the Body Tempering Realm to the fourth-level Separation and Reunion Realm, saving ten years of hard training without any side effects.

The young monks looked at the porcelain vase in Hui'an's hand with burning eyes. If they couldn't beat him, they couldn't help but grab it.

The monks at the ninth level of the Holy King Realm all looked at the old monk with shining eyes.

They were seriously injured by Zhao Yi's guards, and they were worried just now that they might not be able to protect their descendants if they were to fight with the Dragon Clan.

it's good now.

All it takes is a drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk to heal their injuries.

At that time, not only can he protect the younger generations of the sect, but he may also be able to kill a few more dragons and bring them back to the sect.

That's a dragon. We didn't have such a good opportunity before!

The old monk Hui'an knows the importance.

Although he really wanted to get all the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Milk, he would soon have to fight to the death with the Dragon Clan.

If you don't give the spiritual milk to those people, it will not only damage your own high-end combat power, but also lead to internal divisions.

Before the Dragon Clan could come over, the Immortal Cultivation Sects would start fighting among themselves.

Thinking of this, the old monk quickly opened the porcelain bottle.

Now that he has decided to give it, he can't be coy, otherwise those people might hold a grudge against him.

When the porcelain bottle was opened, a strong spiritual energy suddenly hit his face.

The old monk suddenly became energetic and felt that the bottleneck of his cultivation that had troubled him for many years suddenly moved.

The old monk's hand holding the bottle tightened immediately.

His heart was in turmoil, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

If he could swallow all the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk in the bottle, his cultivation would definitely improve to another level.

"Master Hui'an!"

The ninth-level Saint King of Jianzong next to him saw the old monk holding the bottle and sniffing the spiritual energy inside, but refused to give him the treasure, and he was immediately very dissatisfied.

Jian Zong cultivates his sword but not his body. Among the ninth-level Saint King Realm members of Jian Zong, he is the weakest physically and is also the most seriously injured.

The war with the Dragon Clan was about to begin, and the Dragon Clan was famous for being rough-skinned and thick-skinned. The Sword Sect had no advantage over the Dragon Clan, and the old monk even delayed his healing time.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he really wanted to stab that old bald donkey to death with one sword!

Several other ninth-level saint kings saw that the old monk was not moving, and their faces were very ugly.

On the one hand, they are also anxious to heal their wounds.

On the other hand, they all saw that the old monk wanted to keep the treasure for himself.

This bitch, bald ass, had betrayed him before, but now he wants to steal the life-saving medicine.

These people are ready to kill him!

The young disciples from various major sects on the side couldn't help but look at each other in shock when they saw this scene.

"What is Master Hui'an doing?"

"Hurry up and heal my master's wounds!"

"Master Hui'an doesn't want to steal the precious medicine, right?"

"Isn't this obvious?"

"The old monk is really nothing. He just betrayed my master!"

"Isn't Xiaoleiyin Temple known as the origin of Buddhism? Did the Buddha teach you to be double-dealing, insidious and greedy?"

The cursing and discussion around him became louder and louder. Although the old monk was reluctant to give up, he could only reluctantly distribute the treasure to the powerful men in the ninth level of the Holy King Realm amid the turbulent discussion.

snort!

The ninth-level Saint King of Sword Sect took a drop of the precious medicine, snorted coldly at the old monk, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk to heal his wounds.

The expressions on the other ninth-level Saint King Realm's faces weren't much better either.

The Sihai Dragon Clan is coming soon, and the old monk has delayed a lot of their healing time.

If they can escape today, they must settle the score with the old monk!

The old monk gave each of them a drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, and then he directly put the porcelain bottle into his arms without telling them how much was left in it.

Seeing this scene, the faces of those powerful men in the ninth-level Saint King Realm became even more ugly.

There is obviously some remaining Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk in the porcelain bottle.

The old monk didn't give them all the precious medicine to heal their wounds, but kept it to himself. He was like an animal.

The faces of the young disciples around him were also ugly, and they looked at the old monk with eyes full of contempt.

The old monk Hui'an did not pay attention to the strange looks of those young disciples.

His opportunity for breakthrough lies in this porcelain bottle.

It's already pretty good that he can give one drop to each of those people.

If it weren't for the powerful enemy, those few people wouldn't even be able to get a drop!

The monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple formed a group of their own and stood behind the old monk.

Facing the accusations from other sect disciples around them, these monks did not feel ashamed. Instead, they chanted sutras with calm faces, just like the old monk had done a trivial thing. They also disliked other sect disciples making a fuss.

Zhao Yi sat on the carriage, while Huang Ying peeled the fruit beside him and fed it to him bit by bit.

Yao Zhi and Linglong were waiting nearby.

Yao Zhi looked at the farce in the martial arts arena and asked deliberately: "Your Highness, do you think these sects can win, or will the Four Seas Dragon Clan finally win?"

Zhao Yi took a bite of the fruit and said casually: "The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas can win."

Yao Zhi immediately said: "Your Highness is indeed aware of everything! Do you think that the hearts of these sects in the world of immortality are not unified, and the powerful enemies are still plotting against each other, which is simply a mess. Therefore, in the face of the Dragon Clan, which is united, it will be difficult to achieve anything in the end!"

After saying that, Yao Zhi said with bright eyes: "Your Highness, did you deliberately give those people the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Milk? The purpose is to make the major sects in the world of immortality fight among themselves in order to consume their combat power?"

Zhao Yi shook his head: "No."

Yao Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then said respectfully: "I am ignorant, please enlighten me!"

Zhao Yi took a sip of the monkey wine that Huang Ying brought to rinse his mouth, and said casually: "The reason why I gave them the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is because I really want them to heal their wounds, so that it looks good when they fight."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he took another bite of fruit and said lazily: "The reason why Gu said that the Dragon Clan will win is because those sects in the world of immortality must lose!"

If those sects didn't lose, how could Zhao Yi have an excuse to clean them all out?

If these sects are not cleaned up, where will the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas that have moved ashore from the Four Seas be placed?

If the Sihai Dragon Clan doesn't come ashore, how can Xuanzhenguan and Zongren Mansion raid their homes?

That's all Zhao Yi's money!

Yao Zhi naturally couldn't think of this.

When he heard Zhao Yi say that the Immortal Cultivation Sect must lose, his eyes suddenly flickered.

The cake in the world of immortality is only that big.

Although the Yao family has allocated a lot of resources to the Zhao family of Daxia, who would think that their own good things are few?

If all the major sects in the world of cultivating immortals are destroyed, then the resources of the world of cultivating immortals will have to be reshuffled.

The Yao family might have a chance to become a top-notch family!

Thinking of this, Yao Zhi's eyes began to shine.

He turned to look at the disciples of the sect who were still arguing in the martial arts arena, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"I hope the Dragon Clan won't be too useless!"

Yao Zhi's heart moved and he winked at Linglong beside him.

Linglong frowned slightly, but still walked aside with Yao Zhi.

"What are you doing?" Linglong said dissatisfied, "I still have to serve His Highness, so don't disturb me if you have nothing to do!"

"It's business!" Yao Zhi glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he lowered his voice and said, "I heard that there is a master of poisoning around the prince. Are you familiar with her?"

Linglong was stunned for a moment, then said: "Are you talking about Xiaoxiao? What's wrong? Do you have something to do with her?"

Yao Zhi nodded, then leaned into Linglong's ear and told her his idea.

Linglong's eyes suddenly widened.

She looked at Yao Zhi and said in shock: "I always thought you were a timid and shameless guy. I didn't expect you to be so courageous and have such a dark heart?"

Yao Zhi's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to knock her, and said angrily: "No big, no small!"

After speaking, he asked seriously: "Do you think this plan is feasible?"

Linglong thought for a moment, then nodded gently.

"I have seen a small amount of poisoning ability. It is not a big problem to poison those disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and the Dragon Clan all over the world."

Yao Zhi clapped his hands: "That's no problem!"

Linglong hesitated: "But where is His Highness?"

"What is it, Your Highness?" Yao Zhi interrupted her directly, "The one who poisoned me was the Dragon Clan. What does it have to do with Your Highness?"

Linglong was stunned for a moment: "What if the winner is the Immortal Cultivation Sect?"

"No matter who wins, the one who poisoned is the Dragon Clan!"

Yao Zhi said confidently: "We human monks are all upright and disdainful of such dirty methods. Only the dirty dragon clan will poison! Those evil beasts harm others and ultimately themselves, and in the end they poison themselves to death. , this is God’s punishment!”

Linglong: "No wonder you are the head of the family!"

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