Chapter 797

Old seven looked at his second brother. The undisguised sarcasm in the other's eyes hurt him.

He looked at other people with the same look. Even the king was aloof. At this moment, he felt like an outsider.

"Say, why not?" cried old eight.

Old seven woke up from his sadness and told himself that all I did was meaningful. Sooner or later, you will understand my pains.

"Wang Po!"

Two words, just two words, made the audience's eyes sharp and dignified.

The king couldn't sit still and leaned forward: "what's the matter with Wang Po? Have you heard from him?"

Wang Po!

This simple name gives Ming wangzong too many things: pride, disappointment, frustration, hatred, and endless... Worry.

Old seven smiled bitterly and said, "I have no news about Wang Po, but I can infer his whereabouts."

"Where is it?"

The old seven said word by word: "magic weapon sect!"

There was silence.

Most people's eyes became dull. What's more, they suddenly felt dizzy, as if the brain lacked oxygen.

No one asked why?

Except for the stupid brain of old eight, everyone thought of Zheng Feiyue, his cooperation with the magic weapon sect, the previous auction and the 500 bottles of heaven magic pills.

"Damn it!"

The king slapped the handle on the seat and said angrily, "thousands of defenses are still fooled around. Zheng Feiyue is really damn!"

The second brother smiled bitterly and said, "please calm down, sir. It's not just us who were cheated. The five hundred bottles of heaven magic pills were made up by the six major gates... Good means. Hide people in the magic weapon sect, and then gather the power of the six major gates to raise a magic King body."

Old eight finally understood.

Zheng Feiyue had colluded with the magic weapon sect for a long time. Even the richest magic medicine sect couldn't take out 500 bottles of heaven magic pills. Zheng Feiyue did nothing but skillfully use means. The six major sects not only worked hard to make up, but also personally presented the pills.

What immortal means is this?

Kill and kill!

In an instant, the Fearless Old eight felt a chill in his heart.

Thinking of this, the old eight roared: "I said I wanted to kill Wang Po secretly. Who wanted to protect him? Now, 500 bottles of heaven magic pills, who knows what monster I created!"

No one knows more about the horror of the immovable devil body than the Ming wangzong. Five hundred bottles of Tianmo pill is another massive resource. The combination of the two makes people's scalp numb.

Everyone looked at Lao Qi.

It was Lao Qi who tried to protect Wang Po that led to today's situation.

Old seven smiled bitterly. What he didn't want to say about Wang Po would fall on people's lips, but he said it for the sake of the sect.

The scene became interesting.

Three thousand days of burning armor did not crush the morale, but because a king was broken, he became depressed. Even the superior patriarch hesitated and his face flushed.

The seventh raised his hand and said, "if, I mean if, Wang Po has been promoted to the same way. With the devil's body against the sky, it's no problem to fight one against three."

"But there are eight of us!" old eight said.

The seventh shook his head and said, "I said one against three. One king breaks the top and three second brothers. As for you, one against eight."

"You..."

Old eight was half killed by anger, but considering the horror of the demon king body, he really didn't have the courage to speak hard. Although he was stupid, he was not mentally retarded. The demon king body was as good as the immortal. Who dared to put down his big words?

The patriarch and his second brother looked at each other.

They are masters in the middle and later stages of returning to emptiness. Their understanding of Tao has reached a relatively advanced level, but no one is sure to fight against a demon king in the period of combining Tao, unless

"Why don't you go to the back mountain and ask the elder Taishang to do it?" the second brother said tentatively.

There is a forbidden area in the back mountain of Ming wangzong. There are sect elders who are closed all year round, and they are old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. However, they are either approaching the deadline or lack of origin, so they can't take action easily.

"No!"

The patriarch shook his head and refused without thinking about it. Ning said, "only in the time of life and death, Emperor Wang of the Ming Dynasty dared to work them. At present, there is no reason to ask them out of the mountain."

After hearing this, the second brother was also very helpless. Finally, he had to transfer his anger to Lao Qi and said ruthlessly, "if it weren't for you, how could there be such trouble!"

After the words, the Hall fell into silence again.

After a long time, old eight's loud voice rang out: "Sir, shall we fight or not?"

"This..."

The patriarch was stunned. Three thousand days of Yan Jia didn't frighten him. Instead, a demon king body bluffed him. It's not to fight or not. It's a great loss of face.

Other "brothers" looked left and right. Some wanted to fight, but others quietly played a retreat.

The old seven seized the opportunity and said with an arched hand: "I beg the king to order me to go to mulberry ghost town and find Zheng Feiyue. First, I will test the falsehood and reality broken by the king, and second..."

"Second, what?" the patriarch asked.

The old seven said with a bitter smile: "second, I will ask Zheng Feiyue to mediate the gratitude and resentment between the two families and redeem the fifth brother by the way."

After his reminding, everyone remembered that the fifth brother was still locked up in the magic weapon sect, and his face was even darker.

"It's all right. There are really too many uncertain factors in this war. Lao Qi will go to mulberry ghost town to explore the atmosphere and bring Lao Wu back."

The patriarch said that his intention was to give up the war.

Old seven was overjoyed. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty is wise. One day, the emperor will thank you for this decision."

"All right, go down."

The patriarch waved his hand and looked very tired.

After Lao Qi left, the second brother coughed twice and said, "elder brother, do you really give up? Lao Qi is greedy for life and fear of death and takes Wang Po out to talk about things. What if the news is false? No one has seen the trace of Wang Po, so he can't say anything."

"That's why I asked Lao Qi to find evidence... However, Zheng Feiyue is like a ghost. He probably hid people in the magic weapon sect. I said, Mo Qinghai ate the leopard's courage and dared to challenge the authority of the Ming Wang sect. It turned out that he hid a big killing weapon." the sect leader said.

The second brother hesitated and said, "Wang Po is really a trouble, but we can't let this scourge continue to grow. Why don't we take this opportunity to get rid of it together with the magic weapon sect!"

Mentioning this, the patriarch's head hurts even more.

"It's not that simple. Those people in the back mountain will never allow me to kill. Remember what they said at the beginning. Wang Po is the foundation of the long-term prosperity of the Ming Wang clan. You can't kill him! Otherwise, you think you can protect Wang PO by virtue of old seven?"

"It's really... What's next?"

The LORD said, "first calm down the resentment with the magic weapon sect, and then try your best to track Wang Po's whereabouts. After the demon king's body is small, it's meaningless to close the dead pass. Wang Po will certainly appear."

"Will he come back?"

"It's about the long-term foundation of Emperor Ming Zong. It's up to him if he can't come back!"