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"Sir, please!" The young man nodded and bowed, smiling as he welcomed Meng xiaotian inside.

Meng xiaotian had a weird expression, but he still followed them inside.

"Aiya! Master, be careful. There's a rock here, do not hurt your precious feet! "

"Aiya! Sir, be careful. There's water here, and you can just step on me! " After he finished speaking, he even laid on the ground and let Meng xiaotian step on him.

Meng xiaotian had a weird expression, this wretched youth, was really a f * cking talent!

After walking for a short while, as if passing through fake mountains and forests, the Meng xiaotian arrived at a relatively solemn great hall.

This grand hall was dazzling in gold and jade. Although it couldn't compare to the main hall of the Eastern Ji Sect, it was in no way inferior to the other sects.

Meng xiaotian frowned, this hall was way too grand!

"Hehe …" Senior, please! " The vulgar youth bent his waist, perfectly depicting the four words of 'servitude'!

"What's your name?" Meng xiaotian stopped and turned to look at the wretched youth.

"This lowly one's name is despicable, I do not dare to insult the lord's ear, this lowly one's name is High Festival!" He licked his face and said humbly to the Meng xiaotian.

Meng xiaotian's eyes became cold, if Shang Gao is not a genius, then he is good at hiding his identity.

Because, no one was willing to bow and kneel before him, and since he could not obtain anything, the Meng xiaotian did not believe that there was such a person in this world.

"Very well!" Meng xiaotian nodded towards Shang Gao.

Shang Gao's eyes suddenly lit up, Meng xiaotian was in sight!

"The envoy has arrived!" Shang Gaojie shouted loudly from the back, doing everything in detail!

The Meng xiaotian gave a carefree smile as he turned around and walked into the palace.

Just as he entered the main hall, the Meng xiaotian saw a middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.

This man had a stern face, narrow eyes, and thin lips. From his appearance, one could tell that he was a cruel, merciless, unscrupulous, and ungrateful person!

"Greetings, Emissary. Lord Emissary, how are you!" This middle-aged man sat in the middle of the main hall and coldly looked at Meng xiaotian. Although he spoke some words of respect, his body was still young and he didn't have the slightest intention to move.

Meng xiaotian was not angry, his expression did not change at all.

"He's fine, but not as good as the mayor!" Meng xiaotian's words were not picky at all, he looked as if he did not care about it.

This caused the City Lord to narrow his eyes slightly.

"Envoy, what do you mean?" The City Lord's expression changed, as if he was angered by Meng xiaotian's words.

"That's good, that's good, good news is good!" The Meng xiaotian's eyes flashed as two black dragons suddenly appeared in his hands and flew straight towards the City Lord!

"You are a follower of our Eastern Ji Sect, how dare you betray us! You deserve to be punished for your crimes! " Meng xiaotian's words were immediately followed up, as if he held great justice in front of him.

"How dare you!" Lan Wei's City Lord's pupils constricted. Was this a Jindan Stage cultivator?

The two black dragons of Meng xiaotian had auras comparable to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, and the destructive power around the black dragon's body was so violent that it caused all the pores on his body to release cold air.

"Go!" The Lan Wei's City Lord formed a seal with both hands and shouted at the Meng xiaotian!

A row of flying swords flew out from the Lan Wei's City Lord's storage bag at the same time. With a "kacha" sound, a Sword Dragon condensed in midair and flew towards the Black Dragon's Breath.

Humph!

Meng xiaotian scoffed, if it was anything else, it would be fine, but this idiot used the Sword Dragon.

This wind breathing technique of his was created by the main character, Wang Lin, in the world of the heaven defying bead. This person's sword dragon was only an imitation, and his wind breathing technique was a real dragon!

"My Lan Wei has never seen a Aurous Core stage cultivator like you before!" The Lan Wei's City Lord gave a deep glance at the Meng xiaotian.

This sovereign advises you to recognize your wrongs and repent, and not to repeat your mistakes! " The Meng xiaotian spoke nonstop.

At this moment, the Black Dragon and the Sword Dragon had just clashed.

Boom!

Countless rays of silver light flowed out, the black dragon roared, and continued to rush towards Lan Wei and the others.

"What spell is this?" Lan Wei and the others were shocked!

"This is one of the six Daoist magics of Heaven and Earth, the Wind Summoning Spell!" Meng xiaotian said.

Lan Wei and the rest tensed up as a sense of danger rose in his heart.

"Leave it be!" It was not a good place to stay! "Let's go!" He immediately teleported into mid-air, preparing to flee.

"Did I let you go?" The Meng xiaotian's teasing voice came from behind him.

"Honorable Envoy!" Lan Wei turned and stared intently at Meng xiaotian, his eyes shooting light in all directions.

"Envoy, listen to me. I have countless treasures and even 3,000 furnace tops. As long as you let me go, I'll leave the Eastern Ji Region and never appear here again!" Lan Wei casually said.

"You don't even want your son?" The Meng xiaotian mocked.

"That unfilial son offended the envoy and deserved to die a thousand deaths. Let the envoy punish him as he pleases!" Lan Wei and the others anxiously said, afraid that the hot Meng xiaotian would be displeased.

"Haha …" The Meng xiaotian revealed a mocking expression.

"People like you are useless in this world. Just let me send you away!" Meng xiaotian slowly said.

"Envoy, listen to me. I have another Soul Treasure!" Lan Wei was relaxed as usual.

"What?" Say that again? " Meng xiaotian asked.

"Ah?" I still have a Soul Treasure! " Lan Wei asked carefully.

Looking at the Meng xiaotian's expression, he had a small plan in mind. Although this Meng xiaotian's cultivation was only at the Aurous Core stage, his fighting strength was extraordinary, and there was a possibility that he might even have a secret treasure given by his sect. If he did not have any confidence, he would not be so confident.

However, if he could make a deal with this messenger, he might be able to escape from Ascending. He was confident that he could escape from a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It was only a few hundred years ago that he met the ancestor and became the mayor of this place. Otherwise, with his cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment stage, he wouldn't even qualify to be a lowly soldier.

"Hand over your soul treasure! And everything in Lan Wei City, I can let you go for a bit! I still need to plant restrictions on your body! " The Meng xiaotian slowly stepped out, and said: "Don't worry, this restriction will exist for a month, with your cultivation, it can be removed by yourself!"

"This …" Lan Wei hesitated. He did not know what kind of person Meng xiaotian was, but once Meng xiaotian lied to him, he would lose all!

Or, it could be a life and death struggle, and then escape with everything he had. Perhaps, he could even escape with his life!

However, he did not dare to do so in his heart, because Meng xiaotian was clearly in the late stage of the Aurous Core Stage, yet he dared to take care of him. As the saying goes, you are invincible in this world!

Meng xiaotian was praying in his heart, don't run!

Meng xiaotian knew that his speed could catch up to an early stage Nascent Soul cultivator's teleportation, but he would never be able to catch up to a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator!0

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