Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 927
"You don't have to thank me. Don't forget that you still have family hatred. Although I don't understand it, you can only avenge your hatred yourself. Don't try to borrow others' hands."

Jian Fengyun focused his eyes and said.

"Yes, I would like to follow Master's instruction!" Nan Feng took a breath and nodded.

Nantian Territory, Nantian Clan
"What, you just consumed that favor?"

Nangong Yaoyang's body shook, and he sat on the seat, looking at his son in front of him with an ugly expression.

Nangong Yaoyang, also known as Nangong Ting's father, is the head of the Nangong clan.

"Father, could it be that Emperor Fengyun really owed Patriarch Wentian a favor back then?"

Nangong asked suspiciously.

At this moment, he has completely believed that Jian Fengyun is the reincarnation of Emperor Fengyun, and his heart is full of reverence for Jian Fengyun, and he dare not despise him.

"Hey, that's all, anyway, this favor has been exhausted, so I will tell you as a father."

"Back then, Emperor Fengyun hadn't become emperor yet. Ancestor Wentian gave him a lot of resources to make friends with young Tianjiao. If things go on like this, after Emperor Fengyun became emperor, he promised Ancestor Wentian a favor."

"What favor?" Nangong Ting asked.

"Back then, Emperor Fengyun promised to ask Patriarch Tian that if the Nangong clan asked him to do something in the future, as long as he could do it, he would definitely promise. You know, Emperor Fengyun was peerless back then, and his promise was enough to make the Nangong clan the top of the Wanyu. Not weaker than a god-level force." Nangong Yaoyang said.

"Then why did Patriarch Wentian waste this favor at that time?" Nangong Ting asked again.

"Hey, the ancestor Wentian left this favor for the sake of his family and future generations. However, after Emperor Fengyun fell, in order to avoid the possible impact on the Nangong clan, all the members of the Nangong clan stopped mentioning this matter. This secret has become a secret passed down orally by each generation of Patriarchs before their death."

Nangong Yaoyang sighed and said.

"So that's how it is!" Nangong Ting narrowed his eyes, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and said, "Since the favor of Emperor Fengyun has been consumed, we can stabilize our relationship with Master. This era is different from that of Emperor Fengyun. The time gap is not small.”

"That's all!"

Nangong's dazzling old face moved slightly, nodded and said.

"That Jian Fengyun said that he will come to our Nangong clan soon to investigate the matter of us hunting down and killing his disciples. I have to notify my master in advance to prevent accidents." Nangong said firmly.

"Okay, let's go." Nangong Yaoyang responded.

Demon Realm, Demon Temple
"Subordinates pay homage to the Holy Ancestor!"

Sheng Qianliu knelt down on one knee facing the black figure above the main hall, respectfully speaking.

Sheng Qianliu, the president of the Holy Academy, Sheng Qianliu.

As Jian Fengyun thought, Sheng Qianliu did bring the Holy Court to belong to the Shen Pavilion, but the Shen Pavilion has been controlled by the Demon Realm.

Therefore, after many twists and turns, Sheng Qianliu came to Demon Realm and truly belonged to Demon Realm.

At this time, Sheng Qianliu knew that the ancestor worshiped by the Holy Court for many years was the Lord of the Demon Realm, Xie Tian.

It's no wonder that the legendary holy ancestor didn't appear when the holy courtyard was flattened by Jian Fengyun. If it did, the entire holy courtyard might be confronted with the human race.

Now, the situation between the human race and the demon race has been formed, and the Nine Nether Demons can increase their combat power by devouring the flesh and blood of the human race, so hostility is absolutely unavoidable.

"Okay, this is the Demon Realm, not the Holy Court, just call me Demon Emperor." The black-robed figure glanced lightly and said.

"What the devil emperor said was that his subordinates were dull before. He didn't expect you to be the patriarch behind the stele of the gods. If you had known earlier, your subordinates would definitely be prepared for Lord Devil Emperor's plan." Sheng Qianliu flattered him.

He would definitely not be able to accept Sheng Qianliu directly belonging to Demon Realm, but when he learned that Xie Tian was the holy ancestor he had enshrined for so many years, he resolutely agreed.

"No, you have already prepared for my plan. The branches of the Holy Court are all over the world. With the help of the branches of the Holy Court, the demons can infiltrate quickly. At this moment, our demons have already become a camp, and the human race They still go their own way, and they will be completely suppressed by us in a short time." Xie Tian said with a ferocious look on his face under the cloak.

"The devil emperor is right, this subordinate will definitely cooperate with your plan." Sheng Qianliu said with a bow.

"Well, don't worry, as long as you are obedient and obedient, this emperor will never treat you badly." Xie Tian swept his eyes and said fiercely: "You immediately communicate with all the branches of the Holy Court. All the seals of the ten thousand races under it will be released."

"Yes, Devil Emperor!" Sheng Qianliu bowed and said.

Seeing Sheng Qianliu's slowly receding figure, Xie Tian's calm face showed a ferocious sneer.

"The human race is really stupid. I have sealed the Celestial Monument. It's ridiculous to fool them with a few words and think that I am the ancestor of the Holy Academy!" Xie Tian said coldly, scratching his palm.

"Congratulations, Master, there will be a group of more allies soon."

At this moment, a figure of a young man in black robe stepped into the hall impressively.

"Mozhen, what are you doing here?"

Xie Tian's face moved slightly, and he said impressively.

"Master, my disciple told me that Jian Fengyun is going to attack their family because they chased and killed Jian Fengyun's disciple and controlled his disciple's family." Xuanmu Mo said with a sweep of his evil eyes.

"Oh, where is it?" Xie Tian asked with a slight snort, frowning.

"Southern Tianyu, Nangong Clan!" Xuanmu Mozhen said.

"Nantian Clan, I seem to have heard of this name." Xie Tian's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand and said: "You send people to monitor the place, set up a teleportation array, even if Jian Fengyun dares to come, I will let him die for another life. "

"Yes, Master!" Xuanmu Mozhen bowed in response, and then stepped back.

Looking at Xuanmu Mozhen's back, Xie Tian's eyes flickered with a sneer, and said: "Stupid, what a stupid human race."

Fengyunzong residence, Fengyun Hall

"Thank you, Sect Master Jian, for saving your life. The three of us have nothing to repay."

In the hall, three old men with black hair in the early stage of Emperor Zun bowed to Jian Fengyun.

"You don't need to repay, I only act because you are relatives of my disciples." Jian Fengyun swept his eyes and said.

"Thank you, Master!"

Looking at the three clan uncles who had recovered from their injuries, Nanfeng said with joy in his heart.

"Okay, since you can't go back to the Nan Family, you can stay in the Fengyun Sect to practice for the time being, but you have to remember that everything you see in the Fengyun Sect is not allowed to spread a word, otherwise, I will die in the end of the world." I will definitely kill you."

Jian Fengyun glanced at the three elders who were early emperors and said.

"Thank you, Sect Master Jian. We will keep our mouths shut. We will go wherever Mr. Nanfeng goes in the future!"

The three of them said in unison.

"Ah Fu."

(End of this chapter)