Fantasy: Me! Create a secret building at the beginning!

When the imperial troops were deployed in two holy places at the same time, they reached a stalemate.

The deserted city.

In front of Tianji Building.

Two figures walked over side by side.

First there was an old man, very old and frail, as if he were skin and bones, with a head full of white hair spread messily on his shoulders.

He staggered forward with his hands behind his back. Every step he took made people mistakenly think that he would fall to the ground in the next second.

Beside the old man, followed a middle-aged man.

It was none other than the leader of the Nine Nether Demon Sect, Yang Qiu.

He stretched out his hands to help the old man. Every move he made was cautious and extremely respectful. People who didn't know him would almost mistakenly think that Yang Qiu had changed his temper.

It's hard to tell that this is a ruthless man in the devil's path who dares to be cruel to his senior brother.

"Ancestor, please slow down, the Tianji Tower is here. Yang

Qiu said softly

"Are you here yet?"

The old man stopped, raised his head and looked forward. There were no pupils in his eyes, only two black holes, like two black holes in the universe, very scary.

The black holes seemed to contain terrible principles, blooming with divine brilliance.

"You are worthy of being someone who can guide you to become a saint."

The old man said something.

Even with a glance just now, even as powerful as he was, he couldn't see through this Tianji Tower.

It was clearly in front of him, but it seemed like a world was separated from him. The entire attic was shrouded in a layer of fog, ethereal, mysterious, and blocking the way. spy on everything

"The senior poster is naturally not an ordinary person."

Yang Qiu complimented.

At this moment, he has arrived in front of the Tianji Tower.

I think the owner of the building can hear his flattery. This kind of free opportunity will not be given in vain.

"Ancestor, watch your steps, there are steps."

Yang Qiu helped the old man and walked into the Tianji Building step by step. When he raised his head, he saw Li Yun with a strange look on his face.

"Junior Yang Qiu, I have met my senior"

"Meng Qingzhi, an old man, has met the original poster."

Yang Qiu and the old man bowed their hands at the same time.

"Um?"

When he saw his ancestor, he also saluted with him.

Yang Qiu's heart skipped a beat. Others didn't know the strength of this ancestor, but he knew that he was a genuine quasi-emperor, but he was too old.

Qi and blood It has faded, and is slightly less powerful than the peak quasi-emperor.

Because the end has come, he often seals himself in a coffin. In the entire Jiuyou Demon Sect, not many people know that this ancestor is alive.

But even if The quasi-emperor who is about to die is still a quasi-emperor!

Such an ancient and terrifying figure actually calls himself an old man when it comes to the senior poster in front of him, and does not dare to make any excuses. What does that mean?

It represents the strength of the senior poster. Definitely stronger than my ancestor! He is most likely a great emperor!

Because if the senior poster is also a quasi-emperor, his ancestor cannot be so respectful!

Could it be that.......

Is the owner of Tianji really a great emperor?

Yang Qiu was confused at this moment. Although he had already guessed in his heart, the scene before his eyes still made him unbelievable. beside.

Meng Qingzhi also lamented that there are many hermits and masters in this world.

Who would have thought.

Such a small deserted city actually hides a figure that even I can't see through?

"Take a seat, you two."

Li Yun gave Yang Qiu a strange look.

I really didn't expect that

Yang Qiu, who usually doesn't show off his mountains and has no leaks, actually moved his ancestor out and became a quasi-emperor, but this quasi-emperor was not in good condition. Okay.

I don’t have much life left, and I will probably die once if I make a move.

At this time, he still comes out for a walk.

Either he is picking a grave, or he has some conspiracy!

After Meng Qingzhi and Yang Qiu sat down, Liu Chengxue said: The two brought the tea, then turned around and left.

Meng Qingzhi stretched out his hand, picked up the tea cup tremblingly and took a sip, and said slowly:"I came here today specifically to thank the host for his guidance before. kindness"

"If it hadn't been for the poster's intervention, our Jiuyou Demon Sect might not have had one more saint."

Said.

Meng Qingzhi glanced at Yang Qiu with great satisfaction, making the latter extremely ashamed.

"Just a little effort."

Li Yunfeng waved his hand lightly.

He didn't believe even a single punctuation mark in Meng Qingzhi's words. It is indeed worthy of celebration for a descendant to become a saint from the Holy Lord Realm.

But let a dying quasi-emperor boss, specially To thank you is a bit exaggerated.

What if.

Halfway through, the quasi-emperor dies, and everyone in the Nine Nether Demon Sect will probably cry to death.

"I heard a few days ago that someone set up a killing array outside Dahuang City. May I ask the poster if this is the case?"

Meng Qingzhi asked again

"good."

Li Yun nodded.

This matter is not a secret. All the spies from the major forces have been sent back long ago. It is reasonable for Meng Qingzhi to know.

"There is such an arrogant person in the world. He wants to harm the poster. Please tell the poster his name. No matter what the other person’s background is, we, the Nine Nether Demon Sect, will fight to the death with him!"

Meng Qingzhi was furious.

His skinny body was trembling, as if he was really angry, but his eyes flashed with a dark light.

When he came, he had already understood from Yang Qiu's mouth The master of Tianji.

Any news requires the exchange of items of equal value.

My statement may have improved the senses in the mind of the master of Tianji. Later, I took advantage of the situation and proposed to buy the method of cracking the mountain protection formation of the Shaking Light Holy Land..Wouldn’t this price be much cheaper?

After all, how many people can kill people who have given their heart and soul to help them?

"The abacus was ringing loudly. Li

Yun glanced at Meng Qingzhi's template, smiled in his heart, and slowly uttered a few words:"The person setting up the formation is the Holy Lord of Light!""

"oh?"

Hearing these words, Meng Qingzhi's pupil-less eyes completely lit up!

And such a good thing?

Whatever he thinks, he will do whatever he wants!