Zhen Pingfan's God-Emperor-class spaceship is actually very spacious. Even if the Chunyang Sect's people who came to the Seven Kills Valley to participate in the trading conference this time are all staying inside, it doesn't seem crowded.
In the spaceship, Zhen Yunfeng nodded to Duan Lingtian and smiled slightly, then stood with his hands behind his hands and scanned the surrounding mirror images that appeared in the spaceship cabin.
The mirror image shows exactly what is happening outside the spacecraft.
Now, the spacecraft has just accelerated, so even Duan Lingtian can clearly see the scene outside the spacecraft through the surrounding mirrors.
However, when the spacecraft accelerated to a certain level, it was difficult for him to clearly capture the scene outside. After a while, it became completely white, and he could only see the white fog that was retreating.
The white mist seemed to be alive, constantly flowing backwards.
Because of Zhen Yunfeng's arrival, other people in the Chunyang Sect no longer had the slightest worry and were gathering in groups everywhere, chatting consciously in low voices.
"Father, now my God-Emperor-level spaceship has accelerated to the speed of the upper-level God Emperor... Even if Wan Qijue wanted to catch up, it would be impossible for him to catch up."
Zhen Pingfan stood beside Zhen Yunfeng and said to him with a smile.
"Don't be happy too early."
Zhen Yunfeng shook his head and said: "Don't forget, among the Wanqi family, there is also one party that can interfere with the formation of the God-Emperor-class spaceship... As long as the 'speed-limiting formation' in the formation is activated, your spaceship will not be able to escape. ."
"I know this."
When Zhen Pingfan heard this, he didn't take it seriously, "But, as far as I know, the speed-limiting formation disk is not in the hands of Wan Qi Jue, but in the hands of the head of the Wan Qi family."
"And Wan Qi Jue, there's no way he could have failed to bring a speed-limiting formation disk with him when he came, right?"
Zhen Pingfan obviously didn't care.
"snort!"
Hearing Zhen Pingfan's words, Zhen Yunfeng hummed, "I can come, but can't anyone from the Wanqi family come? Are you sure that no one from the Wanqi family will come to deliver the speed-limiting formation plate to Wanqijue?"
When Zhen Pingfan heard this, his expression froze, and then he forced a smile and said: "So what if the speed-limiting formation plate is delivered? As long as you are here, father, let alone the high-grade artifact that Wan Qi Jue has lost, even if it is Don’t dare to act wild.”
In his words, he was obviously very confident in his father, Zhen Yunfeng.
This time, Zhen Yunfeng did not respond to Zhen Pingfan, but his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Duan Lingtian stood not far away, and he heard the conversation between the Zhen family's father and son, "Speed-limiting array?"
Out of curiosity, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but ask Zhen Pingfan.
As for Zhen Pingfan, seeing his father ignoring him, he felt bored. Faced with Duan Lingtian's inquiry, he also began to explain patiently: "The speed-limiting formation disk, as the name suggests, is the formation disk that contains the speed-limiting divine formation."
"Once the Speed Limiting Formation is released, it can slow down everything that moves quickly, including us cultivators."
"However, the formation disk containing the speed-limiting divine formation is very precious. Looking at the entire Dongling Mansion, I am afraid that only the five top god-emperor-level forces have... For example, the Wanqi family only has one speed-limiting formation disk."
"Our Chunyang Sect has two of them."
…
As Zhen Pingfan finished his words, Duan Lingtian also knew what the speed-limiting formation disk was. It was a formation disk that contained the speed-limiting divine formation.
Duan Lingtian had heard of the speed-limiting divine formation, and knew that it was a formation that could be arranged in advance and after inviting people in, activate the formation to limit the opponent's speed.
This type of formation is mostly used in traps to limit the target's speed and prevent the target from escaping.
The person who activates the formation is not subject to the speed limit of the formation.
"I really didn't expect that such a formation could be engraved on the formation plate."
Duan Lingtian couldn't help but sigh.
Zhen Pingfan added: "This formation is actually not that brilliant... However, because of its special nature, the formation disk made of ordinary materials is simply not enough to accommodate it."
"If you want to depict this kind of formation, the materials of the formation are very important, and they are basically very precious things... At least, in our Dongling Mansion, we don't have such high-end materials."
"The speed-limiting formations of the five top god-emperor forces in our Dongling Mansion are basically made from materials found outside and cost a lot of money."
Zhen Pingfan said.
Duan Lingtian suddenly realized.
"However, even if someone from the Wanqi family really sent Wanqijue a speed-limiting disk, Wanqijue would not get any benefits if he stopped us... Maybe, when he saw my father, he turned around and ran away. ."
Zhen Pingfan said disdainfully.
"Elder Zhen..."
Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhen Yunfeng, and then cautiously whispered to Zhen Yunfeng: "Elder Yunfeng also said just now that if he can come, so can people from the Wanqi family."
"Is it possible that someone from the Wanqi family is also a middle-ranking God-Emperor?"
As soon as Duan Lingtian said these words, Zhen Pingfan's expression suddenly changed, and then he glanced at his father, who had a slightly solemn expression, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, "Is my father also worried about this?"
"Also... this time, Wan Qi Jue lost half of his high-grade artifact. Not only Wan Qi will not be reconciled, but the Wan Qi family will definitely not be reconciled either."
"In order to help Wan Qi Jue regain the high-grade half-soul artifact, the Wan Qi family may really send a powerful mid-level God Emperor!"
Almost at the moment Zhen Pingfan finished speaking.
boom! !
Boom! !
…
As a loud roar came from outside, the next moment, Duan Lingtian and everyone else in the God-Emperor-class spaceship felt a distance pulling them forward.
This is the same feeling as Duan Lingtian's previous life on earth when the bus suddenly came to a sudden stop!
"This is……"
Duan Lingtian's expression changed, "Is the speed limit imposed?"
The next moment, Duan Lingtian saw that the faces of Zhen Yunfeng and his son became extremely solemn.
As for the other people in the Chunyang Sect, a group of young people were all confused and had no idea what was going on... But the others frowned, "Is it a speed-limiting formation?"
"Then Wan Qijue arranged a speed-limiting formation to intercept us on our way back?"
"The speed-limiting formation shouldn't be set up in a few days, right?"
"Is it a formation plate with a speed-limiting formation?"
"Isn't that thing in the hands of the current head of the Wanqi family?"
…
Just as the leaders of the various branches of the Chunyang Sect were talking about each other, Zhen Yunfeng's indifferent voice had already reached their ears, "Except for Zhen Pingfan, everyone else will follow my orders later and take Ye Tong's God-Emperor class. The spaceship will leave first and return to the sect.”
Almost as soon as Zhen Yunfeng finished speaking, Zhen Pingfan's voice also sounded, "Be careful, I'm going to put away the God-Emperor-class spaceship."
As soon as Zhen Pingfan finished speaking, everyone felt that their feet were empty, and then they quickly used their divine power to float in the air.
At this time, everyone, including Duan Lingtian, realized that they were above a desert. The surroundings were deserted, and the only ones visible were two figures standing in the void not far away.
Two old people.
One of them was no stranger to Duan Lingtian and others. He was Wan Qihong, the elder of the Golden Throne of the Wanqi family.
As for the other person, Duan Lingtian didn't know him.
However, seeing the other party standing side by side with Wan Qihong, it was not difficult for him to guess the identity of the other party. Nine times out of ten, he was also the Jinzuo elder of the Wanqi family...
Even if not, he must be the middle-ranking God Emperor of the Wanqi family!
"Wan Qi Wu Ming, Wan Qi Jue, what do you mean?"
Zhen Yunfeng stood at the front of a group of people from Chunyang Sect, staring at the two people not far away in front of him with indifferent eyes, and asked in a deep voice.
At this moment, Zhen Yunfeng's face looked extremely ugly.
Can it not be ugly?
Being suddenly intercepted and imprisoned in a speed-limiting formation, a normal person would not be in a good mood!
"Zhen Yunfeng."
Wan Qi Jue did not speak, but the old man beside him, Wan Qi Wuming, the elder of the Wan Qi family's Golden Seat, spoke unhurriedly, "You should know what we mean by stopping you."
"At this time, there is no need to pretend to be stupid, right?"
Wanqi Wuming, the most powerful being among the middle god emperors in the Wanqi family, is incomparable to Wanqi Jue, the being from the Wanqi family who finally became the middle god emperor in recent years.
His strength is comparable to that of Zhen Yunfeng.
Because of this, when Zhen Yunfeng looked at him, his eyes were filled with fear.
"Wan Qi Wu Ming."
Zhen Yunfeng's tone was cold, "The artifact Wan Qijue was lost in an upright gambling fight. Do you want to intervene and force it back?"
"Are you planning to rob me?"
After talking about it, Zhen Yunfeng's tone became colder and colder, and a cold light shone in his eyes.
"Elder Zhen Yunfeng's words are serious."
Wanqi Wuming shook his head gently, "The gambling battle was witnessed by Wei Chundao, the master of the Seven Kills Valley, so there is no problem."
"I just want to say that the bet of a hundred ultimate king-level divine pills is completely asymmetrical to the bet of a high-grade half-soul artifact."
“I’m sure Elder Zhen Yunfeng won’t deny this, right?”
Wanqi Wuming took a deep look at Zhen Yunfeng.
"joke!"
Zhen Yunfeng sneered, "Before the gambling fight, I made the stakes very clear. Now that the gambling fight is over and you have lost, are you talking about the asymmetry of the stakes?"
"Is there such a good thing in the world?"
Now Zhen Yunfeng is completely angry and laughing.
When Wanqi Wuming heard Zhen Yunfeng's words, he just frowned slightly, and then said: "Elder Zhen Yunfeng, you also have a high-grade half-soul artifact. You should know how difficult it is to give birth to a high-grade half-soul artifact."
"If Wan Qi Jue loses it, he will surely perish under a heavenly catastrophe within five thousand years!"
When Wanqi Wuming spoke later, his tone was slightly lowered, "We, the Wanqi family, have no intention of becoming enemies of the Chunyang Sect... As long as you leave Wanqijue's high-grade half-soul artifact, within a hundred years, our Wanqi family will surely Return Chunyang Sect’s two hundred ultimate king-level divine elixirs!”
"If the Chunyang Sect is willing to accept the divine crystal, the Wanqi family can complete the payment in the near future."
Wanqi Wuming said.
"impossible!"
Almost as soon as Wanqi Wuming finished speaking, Zhen Yunfeng made a decisive statement, with no room for negotiation in his tone.
"Zhen Yunfeng!"
At this time, Wan Qijue, who had been silent until now, gritted his teeth and spoke, "Since we can't reach an agreement, we can only offend him!"
