Wood Release and Sharingan, you want me to be a support?

The golden ball of light was suspended in the air, emitting divine light.

Holy power!

Jiang Ping felt the same breath as the Holy King Fire in the Holy Power.

But the breath of the Holy Power was stronger.

Seeing Xi Congqing actually took the initiative to release the Holy Power, Zhu Li hurriedly said: "Congqing, this Holy Power cannot be given to him!"

"The Holy Power is useless to us, and it will even suppress our power. What's the point of staying?" Xi Congqing said.

"Even if it's useless, we can't let him get the Holy Power and become our enemy!" Zhu Li frowned.

Xi Congqing glanced at him calmly: "Let him become the Holy King, and then defeat him, is what I want to pursue, and it is also the time for our Storm City to completely surpass the Holy Empire."

"Also, now I am the Lord of the Storm, I have the final say."

The cold and ruthless words made Zhu Li shut up.

Now, Xi Congqing is the Lord of the Storm.

And he is just an outdated Storm King.

"Are you giving me alms?"

Jiang Ping did not take the Holy Power immediately, but just kept looking at Xi Congqing.

"You can understand it this way." Xi Congqing did not avoid his gaze.

The two people's eyes intertwined, and they were no longer the same as before.

"Okay, I accept your alms."

In the end, the two sides still did not take action.

Jiang Ping took the Holy Power in front of him into his arms with one hand.

Before leaving, he took one last look at Xi Congqing and said:

"Although you are now the Lord of Storms, I still have something to say. Don't try to make any plans for the Holy Empire, otherwise, I don't mind letting you lose a Lord of Storms. This is a warning."

In response, Xi Congqing just smiled and said, "I accept your warning."

After that, Jiang Ping turned around and left with the sacred power.

...

Xi Congqing kept watching Jiang Ping's departing back until the familiar figure completely disappeared in the distance, and then she retracted her gaze.

"Congqing, I don't quite understand why you want to give the sacred power to him? I don't quite agree with what you said just now. If Lord Void knew, he would not agree." Zhu Li said.

"Even if Lord Void disagrees, it's my business. Since I am the Lord of Storms now, please respect my approach." Xi Congqing didn't give Zhu Li any face.

The other party is the previous Lord of Storms and the current King of Storms.

And the King of Storms must obey the orders of the Lord of Storms.

"You weren't even born when I was the Lord of Storms. Are you teaching me how to do things?" Zhu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

Xi Congqing glanced at him, his eyes were cold and ruthless: "That was in the past. If you are not satisfied with me, you can ask Lord Void to remove me. Otherwise, as long as I am still the Lord of Storms, it will not be your turn to point fingers at me."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stalemate.

Neither of them was convinced by the other, and both had opinions about the other.

"Oh my, why are you arguing here?"

At the critical moment, a brisk voice sounded.

The surrounding space was slightly distorted, and a handsome and fair-skinned man in white, who smiled as warm as the sun, walked out.

"Lord Void!"

The two saluted hurriedly.

"What happened? How come seven storm fortresses were taken away in a row?" The man in white had a smile on his face, but he knew everything that happened at once.

"Lord Void, a human came for the divine power, and Congqing knew him. Not only did he let him go, but he also gave him the divine power." Zhu Li was the first to complain.

"Really? Xiaoqing." The man in white looked at Xi Congqing.

Xi Congqing's face did not change: "He is indeed my friend, once. As for the divine power, I remember Lord Void you said that if the divine power stays in our Storm City, it will only suppress our power, so why not hand it over? This is also the final decision between him and me."

She was calm, and her eyes did not dodge at all, always the same.

"Well, since we are friends, we really have to say goodbye."

"But Lord Void, if that person takes the divine power, he may very likely become the next Holy King. For us, this is the biggest threat!" Zhu Li still refused to give up and must list Xi Congqing's crimes.

The man in white shook his head and smiled: "The Holy King... The Holy Empire is now at the end of its strength. Even if there is a new Holy King,

"Besides, we originally wanted to completely destroy the sacred power... Since someone is willing to collect the sacred power, let's wait until they collect all the sacred power, and then we can catch them all at once, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?" "Lord Void is right..." No matter how stupid Zhu Li is, he understands what the man in white means - he stands on Xi Congqing's side. With Lord Void's support, how dare he continue to oppose Xi Congqing? Unless he doesn't even want to be the King of Storms and wants to be the Lord of the Fortress. ... ... Jiang Ping got the sacred power, which was much easier than he thought. But his mood was heavier than if he didn't get it. Because he got the sacred power, but failed to take Xi Congqing away. Qing brought back.

"Storm City, Storm Lord..."

Muttering softly, Jiang Ping clenched the sacred power in his hand and flew quickly towards the Holy King City.

...

Holy King City.

After crossing the wind and snow all the way, Jiang Ping finally returned to the Holy King City.

It was still lonely.

The burning sacred king fire could drive away all the cold, but it could not drive away the pervasive desolation.

In the huge king city, only the last king was waiting for Jiang Ping.

"You are back."

The sleeping last king opened his turbid eyes, and his dry face wrinkled, "You got the sacred power? Faster than I thought."

"Where did you get the sacred power?"

"Storm City. "Jiang Ping walked to the front of the Holy King Cauldron and looked up at the burning King Fire.

No matter how hot the flame is, there is a cold that cannot burn it.

"If you integrate the holy power into your body, you can become a true holy king and can truly control the power of the holy king fire." The last king said.

Jiang Ping did not speak, but silently took out the holy power and placed it in his palm.

The holy power seemed to be sensitive, turning into strands of starlight, and integrating into Jiang Ping's body little by little.

Every time it was integrated, Jiang Ping felt that his connection with the holy king fire was further improved.

"Holy King Fire, feel the call!"

"The new holy king has appeared, let your light shine on the world again! "

The last king spoke with confidence and called out loudly.

The sacred king fire began to wriggle, wrapping around Jiang Ping in strands.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the fusion of this power, warm, hot, and divine.

And the faint floral scent that was always engraved in his memory...