Chapter 3240: Hundreds of pressure

"You wait, you have already notified..."
His voice did not fall, and a figure appeared at the gate. He smiled as he walked toward Xu Ziyan:
"Xu Daoyou is here, and it is very beautiful."
Xu Ziyan also handed the ceremony: "Eight elders, don't come innocent."
"Oh, please!"
"please!"
In the hall of the Tianzu deliberation, the guest and the host were seated, and there was a sense of self-sufficiency between the eight elders. When he wanted to come, Xu Ziyan came at this time, it must have been a catastrophe on the mainland, and Xu Ziyan could not cope, and came to ask for help.
"Xu Daoyou, but the catastrophe of the Upper Yuan Dynasty has changed?"
"Change?" Xu Ziyan looked at him in amazement and said: "There is nothing wrong with it, still like that."
"Pack, you are trying to install!" Eight elders despised in their hearts, but the face still showed a smile: "That is the best, now we are also self-satisfied, if you really have a change, you will also let The pressure on our side has increased dramatically."
At this time, Xu Ziyan understood his meaning in his heart, and then saw his faint self-satisfaction on his face. In his heart, he compared the current Baizu with those of the Baizu souls, and he could not help but sigh.
This hundred people are really better than a generation!
With this thought in mind, there was a faint contempt on his face.
"What is this look?" Eight elders are in a heart: "How do you feel that Xu Ziyan is despising me? Why should he despise me? Why despise me?"
At this time, Xu Ziyan was somewhat impatient and said faintly: "The Tianzu is now only a holy monk?"
"Yes!" A look of vigilance on the faces of the eight elders: "The holy monarchs of the Tianzu are in the fourth fairy city of the Baizu." Here, there are some guilty additions:
"However. If something happens here, the patriarch will immediately come back with the Hundreds of People."
Xu Ziyan looked at the nervous eight elders in a strange way, and then he suddenly felt nervous, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes:
"You will inform your patriarchs to come back!"
"I? Tell the patriarch to come back?" asked the eight elders in shock.
"What? You have been the master of your patriarch?"
"but……"
"Or do you think that if I do something here, can you stop it?"
"I……"
"go quickly!"
Xu Ziyan's tone is full of unquestionable. The eight elders' faces were a stagnation and then became extremely ugly. Since he entered the Holy Spirit, no one has been able to be so strong in front of him, even if Yang Hui gave him a three-point face in front of him. But today's Xu Ziyan is like ordering him.
but……
He is still not able to attack. The strength is not the opponent of Xu Ziyan. The human nature owes Xu Ziyan, and he really can't take the lead for Yang Hui. The most important thing is that if Xu Ziyan has any disadvantages to the Tianzu, it is not something he can stop. When I think of Xu Ziyan’s proposal to see Yang Hui, it should not be done to harm the heavenly people. Especially now, at the time of the catastrophe, the present is no longer hesitant, and immediately stands up:
"Xu Daoyou waits a moment. I will come when I go."
"Yeah!" Xu Ziyan nodded gently.
Eight elders strode out of the gate and then went to the space. He is more anxious than anyone else, and he is sitting in the heavenly family with a purple smoke. After he leaves, the Tianzu will no longer have a holy monk at this time. How can he not worry?
Xu Ziyan picked up the teacup in front of him and drank slowly, not yet drinking a third. Then I saw a group of holy monks outside the hall of the House of Representatives. It was the Bachelor-level monk. Yang Hui walked in the forefront and walked toward the hall, laughing and laughing:
"Xu Daoyou, Rare, Rare!"
Xu Ziyan stood up and shook hands: "The patriarch of Yang, now is the occasion of the catastrophe, I will make a long story short. There are such a group of monks in the Baizu era..."
Xu Ziyan simply said the beginning and end of the matter, although he said it is simple. But the hearts of the Baizu monks are full of shock. At the same time, the heart also raised shyness. The head of the Zang Peng. The Giants, the Terran patriarchs, the Fuzu patriarchs and the Dan patriarchs are stepping forward to the ceremony:
"Xu Daoyou, sorry!"
Xu Ziyan waved: "I am getting up today. I am sending back the souls of the alive predecessors who are still alive. The souls of other monks of the Bai people are being sent back to the Baizu tribes in batches by other holy monks."
The Baizu heard the big joy in the heart. Although these souls are not as strong as before, they have a relatively complete inheritance! It is because of the loss of part of the inheritance that the Baizu has caused the strength of today's Baizu to be inferior to the age of the Baizu.
This person is not big enough...
Think of the decision of the previous Baizu, that is, Yang Hui’s face is also hot at this time.
Xu Ziyan sacrificed a space fairy, and thousands of heavenly souls flew out of the space fairy. Yang Hui saw the yang sky at a glance, and the eyes became wet.
"Seven Uncle..."
Yang Mannian looked at Yang Hui, cold voice: "Xiao Hui, you are today's Tianzu patriarch?"
"Yes!"
"How is your patriarch?" Yang said in the sky: "When the catastrophe comes, you are playing with your own small abacus. Do you know that this will harm the Baizu?"
"I……"
"What are you?" Yang is angry.
Xu Ziyan didn't want to stay here to watch the show. Anyway, when he stayed here, Yang Hui's face would not look good. Then open the way:
"Yang seniors, purple smoke and many souls have to be sent to the Baizu, and they have resigned."
"Trouble and make friends!" Yang Mantian's face was slow, and thanked Xu Ziyan.
"You're welcome!"
After Xu Ziyan returned to the ceremony, he walked outside.
"Xu Daoyou, please stay!" The head of the Zunpeng family stepped forward and looked forward with an expectation: "Can we have the predecessors of our Peng family?"
All the monks in the hall looked forward to Xu Ziyan, Xu Ziyan smiled and nodded:
"There are, there are only a few races, some races are few. Now there should have been sent back to the souls of the other nine races. In one day, we will send the souls of all the predecessors to the ethnic groups."
"Thank you for your support!" The patriarchs of the Bai ethnic group all applied a gift to Xu Ziyan, which is also true of Yang Hui.
"Fell!"
Xu Ziyan left the hall and walked in the void, and the body shape shuttled away.
Within a day, the souls of the Baizu monks were sent back, which is a big event for the Baizu. However, the first thing that these souls appear is to slap the incumbent patriarchs, and the patriarchs only listen. However, they did not immediately form an alliance with Xu Ziyan, they still need to gather together to discuss.
However, they also explained the souls of these predecessors. They said that it is actually useless to form an alliance with Xu Ziyan. Non-alignment also does not harm the interests of the Bai people. Because there is a forbidden danger on the way to the Shangyuan continent, only the holy monks can pass, and the holy monks can't pass.
This explanation was immediately reprimanded by the souls of those predecessors: "Is there a forbidden danger? Then you, the holy monks, will not carry the space fairy to transport the monks?"
Despite this, the hearts of these predecessors also know that they can only urge the Baizu in their current situation, but they cannot command the Baizu. Therefore, after the day of the great souls of these predecessors, they will simply retreat and begin to organize the inheritance they know and do their part for their own race.
The patriarchs of the Baizu once again gathered in the fourth fairy city of the Baizu.
Inside the hall of the council.
The heads of the Bai tribes were sitting there with some gray faces, and the look on each face was a bit wolf. These days they were not reprimanded by the souls of their predecessors, but they still have to suffer. This is not only because those souls are their elders, but also because they know that the souls are justified.
So they have to endure not only have to endure, but also have to prepare for them to save their souls. This is not a soul, and the jade that guarantees that the soul does not disperse is not ordinary jade. The reason why the Baizu soul survived in the depths of the trench was because there was a jade pool formed by a colorful jade mine. Therefore, the best place to save the soul is the colorful jade, so they searched for colorful jade, so that the price of colorful jade soared.
When all this is ready, the patriarchs of the Patriarchs will fall out of time to discuss and discuss, they must negotiate a decision as soon as possible, because the soul ancestors at home are still waiting for the letter. And this thing is really unavoidable, no matter what the final decision is, there must be a charter.
There was a silence inside the hall, Yang Hui sat in the first place and did not speak, and the people on both sides did not speak. Sometimes they look at each other and they all show a smile.
"Ugh……"
I don't know who sighed and then sighed. Inside the hall, everyone looked at each other and then laughed happily. Such a smile, but let the atmosphere in the hall relax. The Terran patriarch said:
"The master of the alliance, everyone, in fact, there is nothing to consider about this matter. The lessons of the Baizu era are not heavy enough? The alliance with Xu Ziyan is the most correct thing, and the sooner the better."
"Not bad!"
"I agree!"
"I agree!" The Dans are long.
"I agree!" Several patriarchs also nodded in agreement.

Have you ever thought about it?
The chief of the Terran clan sullenly said:
It’s just that there is no use in the verbal alliance with Xu Ziyan. Because we have a forbidden danger between the broken mainland and the Upper Yuan, except No one can climb over the holy monarchs. So this alliance is meaningless. Can we not let us these holy monks become the tools to transport those low-ranking monks?"
The sages also nodded, although they all knew that this was because the big people had obstructed the resentment of Xu Ziyan, but they had to say that the Terran patriarchs made sense.

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