"Mr. Meng, please be patient and don't be impatient."
Although He Feiyang was also a little displeased, he was the Lord of a city after all, so he still replied pleasantly.
"Who are you waiting for? Who is qualified to make me wait?" Meng Lun Samsara said.
"I am the saint of Zixia Holy Land," He Feiyang said calmly.
"Zixia Holy Land, a third-rate force, dares to call it Holy Land?" Meng Lun Samsara said in a cold voice without mercy.
"Mr. Meng, Zixia Holy Land owns Qinglong Terrace after all. You should be more careful what you say," He Feiyang warned.
"What? Threaten me," Meng Lun Samsara laughed.
"Do you believe that this young master gave an order that this Qinglong Terrace, including the entire Tianfeng City, will belong to our land of ancient reincarnation?"
Hearing the other party's arrogant words, He Feiyang stopped talking and closed his eyes.
It is useless to talk to this kind of people, and the conflicts will become deeper and deeper.
After appearing from the dream cycle in the pavilion, other people's voices became much quieter.
After a long time, He Feiyang's closed eyes suddenly opened and he murmured, "Here we come."
The next moment, a sonic boom sounded from not far away.
When everyone reacted, a figure was already standing in the pavilion.
This figure is seven feet tall, with eyes like torches, eyebrows like knives, and black hair that is windless.
Although she is a woman, she has the aura of a man.
A few strands of hair fell down from his thin face.
The long hair on the back of her head was all tied up, and she was wearing a blue tight-fitting gown.
When she arrived, He Feiyang quickly stood up to greet her.
He stepped forward and said hello: "I've seen the saint."
"Hey, you are the saint of Zixia Holy Land, but you keep us waiting," Meng Lun Samsara next to him complained impatiently.
The woman turned her head and glanced at him. She didn't seem to be very interested and chose to ignore it.
"Open the Qinglong Terrace," the woman ordered calmly.
He Feiyang nodded quickly and saw him coming to the huge dragon head.
Without any hesitation, he took out a black box from his arms.
He opened the box carefully, and there was a creaking sound.
A green light suddenly shone on the world, floating up to the entire sky, covering everything in the sky.
Within the green light, there was a faint dragon roar.
The huge dragon head from before seemed to light up in the position of its eyes.
"The void and time are beginning to move," Xu Zimo said in a low voice when he saw this scene.
"What did the Lord say?" Shi Zu asked.
"The time and space of Qinglong Terrace was previously restricted," Xu Zimo said.
"How is this possible? The water in this waterfall has been flowing just now, how can it be imprisoned?" Si Zu was puzzled.
"Because this is not ordinary water," Xu Zimo shook his head.
"If I guess correctly, this water is drowning, and the flow is just its shape, not the real flow."
"This brother has good eyesight." As if he heard Xu Zimo's words, the saint from Zixia Holy Land slowly walked over.
He smiled and said: "This is drowning, but in this Demon Realm, no more than five people can drown.
I am not praising Haikou, but Brother Dao’s knowledge is admirable. "
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.
As for how he knew, it was actually when he was in the Demon Realm receiving the inheritance from the previous generation of Demon Lords.
In addition to power, that inheritance also has many memories.
Some of these memories about the experiences of the previous generation of demon lords have been erased.
Thinking about it, I was worried that Xu Zimo would be affected. After all, everyone has their own secrets.
But those memories are all being passed down.
Xu Zimo also plans to find time to take a good look at these memories.
And in the memory, there is naturally something about drowning.
"Where did the young master come from?" the woman asked again.
"A casual cultivator," Xu Zimo said.
"Young master, you can't fool me. I can feel the demonic blood in your body," the woman smiled, suddenly approached Xu Zimo, and whispered.
Xu Zimo didn't react, but Ser Zu's face changed slightly.
You must know that when they reach this state, they can return to their original nature and know how to hide themselves.
Unless someone stronger exists, you can't see through them.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm," the woman smiled.
"My name is Ziyan."
"I'm not nervous," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.
"But something surprised me. The legendary talent turned out to be a woman."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Zi Yan's expression suddenly changed.
Then he returned to his original state and replied: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"It's okay. If you don't understand, just pretend I didn't say anything," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.
Zi Yan also looked at Xu Zimo deeply and left immediately.
And outside the pavilion, Qinglong's change had gradually ended.
The sound of water flowing from the waterfall began to be heard.
This time it's a real waterfall, not a flowing form.
There was mist coming out from the bottom of the water.
The dragon head is like a fairyland.
And from the mouth of the dragon head, a long avenue appeared.
The avenue is like a round ball, riddled with holes and with countless openings.
Some people who have been to Qinglongtai know it well.
But some people who didn't know it were full of surprise.
"Let me try it first," Meng Lun Samsara stood up and shouted.
He Feiyang originally wanted to stop him, but Zi Yan shook his head.
I saw Meng Samsara walking up to Mariko and asking, "How should I get this treasure?"
"Mr. Meng can choose a cave entrance at will. No matter what method he uses, as long as he is approved, he can obtain the treasure."
Although He Feiyang was not happy, he still explained.
"This can only depend on fate, you can't force it."
"My young master is powerful in the nine regions. How difficult is it to be recognized by a small Qinglongtai," Meng Lun Samsara snorted coldly.
He stretched out his right hand and placed his palm on one of the holes.
Immediately, blue spiritual energy emitted from his hand and went straight into the mysterious round.
"It's the energy of reincarnation from the ancient land of reincarnation," said a genius next to him.
"Chaos is the beginning of reincarnation, and everything begins with a peck and a drink."
"Yes, their reincarnation energy is very special. It is said that after practicing it to the extreme, they can even reincarnate in the world."
Everyone around looked at Meng Lun Samsara with a little envy.
Although Meng Samsara's talent is average, he was born into a noble family, and even a pig can grow into a strong person if placed in such a force.
The energy of reincarnation filled the air, and the entire Qinglong Platform seemed to be shaking.
The vibrations were getting louder and louder. Just when Meng Samsara was triumphant, suddenly all the vibrations calmed down.
The energy of reincarnation in the entire Qinglong Terrace disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up by something.
"Is this the end?" Meng Lun Samsara was dumbfounded.
"Where is my treasure?"
"It seems that Mr. Meng has no chance to meet Qinglong Terrace," He Feiyang said with a smile.
