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The Fan family's ancestor looked at Du Shaomu. If he suppressed Du Shaomu for another hundred years, he might even have the chance to completely destroy the evil being. He was very clear on what this represented.

"Give me a lucky chance …"

Du Shaomu shook his head with a smile and said, "Even if it's the lucky chance you guys got back then, it's nothing in my eyes. The lucky chance you guys talked about, would I take it seriously?"

The Tian and Fan family's Patriarchs stared at Du Shaomu with shining eyes.

Everyone entering the Holy Falling Land was for the sake of finding a fortuitous encounter.

To a certain extent, they could be considered as Holy Falling Land controllers. Now that they were going to give out this opportunity, no one would even put them in their eyes.

"No need to doubt, I know that almost everything regarding Holy Falling Land is controlled by you two, but Holy Falling Land cannot become a private property of your Tian and Fan Clans."

Du Shaomu looked at the two of them and said: "The Holy Falling Land requires countless people to enter, and it requires even more strong people to enter. Their Qi and Blood Primordial Spirit can be absorbed by the Nine Palace Suppressing Demon Spell Formation, and they can be used to suppress evil beings.

This was also the reason why Holy Falling Land would open the core danger zones every so often.

Actually, even if the Du Xiaogui didn't send out the Inhibition this time, you all would still have deliberately activated the core danger zone, am I right? "

Both the Fan and Tian Patriarchs started to feel uneasy.

They had lived for so long, but now in front of this young man, they felt as if they had been seen through.

Indeed, they could be considered as the controllers of Holy Falling Land, but they had no way to keep the Holy Falling Land private.

His entire Holy Falling Land was like a demonic Spell Formation, requiring an endless amount of Qi and Blood Primordial Spirit to consolidate it.

Otherwise, when the evil beings revived, the first to die would be themselves.

"Mr Du, then what exactly do you need?"

The Tian ancestor said. This young man came here and said that he could help suppress the evil creature for another hundred years, but if he did not take the opportunity to do so, then he would naturally have plans for other things.

"My condition is very simple, I will help you suppress the evil beings for a hundred years, but during this hundred years, the two of you must unconditionally listen to my orders three times. I am not talking about the Spirit Transformation body, but your true bodies!" Du Shaomu said.

"We will listen to your orders … Three times! "

The Fan family's ancestor thought he had misheard. There was actually someone in this world who wanted to dispatch a saint, and these words came from a seventeen to eighteen year old youth.

"That's right, send them out three times!"

Du Shaomu said seriously.

"Hahahahaha …."

The ancestor of the Fan family started laughing, his laughter deafening and reverberating through the air like thunder.

Anyone could hear the anger in his laughter.

To order a saint, not even a saint would dare to say such a thing in this world. How arrogant was this?

When the laughter stopped, the Fan family's ancestor looked directly at Du Shaomu. His gaze was like the sun, moon, and stars. He said in a deep voice, "Kid, do you know what you're talking about?"

All below the Saint level were ants.

Holy might cannot be provoked!

If this was a normal situation, if someone dared to be so arrogant to a saint, their soul would have already been exterminated!

"If you don't want to, then forget about it. I'm too lazy to do anything either!"

Du Shaomu's expression was still as calm as ever. Facing the Fan family's ancestor, he looked at him and said, "I just don't know how long you can keep this up for!"

The Tian Patriarch's eyes moved as he said to Du Shaomu, "Mr Du, I'm afraid there are some people who are unable to accomplish this."

The two of us are here suppressing the evil beings, so our main bodies can't leave. Even if you can suppress the evil beings for another hundred years, we can't leave either.

Furthermore, under normal circumstances, we can't leave the Holy City either! "

"I know that your foundation is at the Holy City. If you leave the Holy City, your strength will be greatly reduced as well."

Du Shaomu seemed to have known about this for a long time. He continued to suppress the two of them: "If I can help suppress the evil for a hundred years, it means I can completely suppress them.

In this hundred years, not only can you leave this place, you can also leave the Holy City for a short period of time. "

"Is what you said true …?"

The Tian Clan Patriarch's eyes trembled when he heard this.

Not only could he leave this place, he could also leave the Holy City for a short period of time.

To them, this was simply too much of an exaggeration.

Even in normal times, they would not be able to leave the Holy City for long.

"Humph, you're still wet behind the ears and you're spouting nonsense!"

The Fan family's ancestor snorted coldly, not believing him at all.

What kind of nonsense was this?

"Whether I can do it or not, that is my problem. If you think that my conditions can be agreed to, then I will naturally suppress the evil being for a hundred years. If you do not believe me, then I will leave!" Du Shaomu still looked indifferent.

"What do you think this place is? If I allow you to say so, then come. If you say so, then leave!"

Who would dare provoke a saint in front of a saint?

"Old man, do you really think you're some kind of food? If my boss and I leave, can you stop us?!"

Du Xiaogui held her head high, her eyes filled with light.

He knew that these two old fellows were not weak. Du Xiaogui was a little afraid, but not to the extent of being afraid.

"Do you really think that you can control everything here? Honestly speaking, if I want to leave, you won't be able to make things difficult for me. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try!"

Du Shaomu also slightly raised his gaze, looking at the Fan family's ancestor, his lips curled up in a cold smile, "But don't blame me for being speechless first, if you attack, you all have to bear the consequences!"

Looking at Du Shaomu and Du Xiaogui, the Fan family's patriarch's stern and angry gaze also secretly fluctuated.

In this world, a few people dared to be like this in front of him.

Even if they were both saints, even if they were saints of the seven great holy lands, they would still have to be polite in front of him.

What surprised the ancestor of the Fan family the most was that although the person in front of him was a youth, under the invisible pressure of the two saints, he was always calm and composed, even giving him a feeling of serenity, unfathomable.

Even other saints would not be able to give him such a feeling.

"Mr Du, if you can really suppress that evil creature for a hundred years, it's not impossible to dispatch us two to fight three times, but the condition is that you need us to do something?"

The Tian Clan Patriarch was pondering about something when he spoke.1

"I only need to send you three times, in case of an emergency. I only need to use your power, and you don't need the entire Tian and Fan families to interfere. As for what you are going to do, I won't send you to your deaths."

Du Shaomu said to the Tian ancestor, "Of course, this is all built on the premise that I can suppress the evil being. If I can't, then it doesn't count."

The eyes of the Tian Clan's ancestor moved as he turned to look at the Fan clan's ancestor, seemingly communicating with him via sound transmission.

Du Shaomu didn't care.

Du Xiaogui was curiously sizing up his surroundings, especially the Demon Suppressing Spell Formation and that broken arm.

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