The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Ah Shu rolled his eyes at him, snatched his original body away, and said, "I like it, it's none of your business."

After saying that, he walked straight towards his master. Feng Qian was angry but didn't dare to do anything to him, so he could only follow him angrily.

Meng Chun also put the sword back into its sheath slowly and stood quietly in front of Emperor Zhao.

"Master." A Shu and Feng Qian saluted her.

Everyone was shocked when they saw their actions. They didn't know how strong these two people were.

But he is definitely on par with the elders in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

But two people with such strength are still just that person's servants?!

How could people not be shocked by this?!

Although the elder of the Food Clan knew that this person was no ordinary person, due to his status as an elder, he had never met Dizha face to face.

According to his thinking, he is the elder of the clan, and no matter what, he should not take the initiative to meet a junior.

The witch grandmother of the Illusion Clan naturally thought so in her heart. After all, the younger generation is just the younger generation after all, and no matter how strong they are, they have to observe etiquette.

Besides, the strong ones are only her servants. Until now, the elders have never seen her true strength.

The people who were unaware of the situation were just shocked and secretly guessed the identity of Emperor Zhao.

On the other hand, the Ming clan, because of the previous incident at Ghost Face Ridge, several elders stepped forward and saluted respectfully to Emperor Xuan, "Young Master, you are willing to send your men to help us. We are truly grateful."

Dizaka just nodded slightly in response.

Puppet Master took a look at her expression and saw that she didn't look unhappy, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of their current situation, he had no choice but to ask, "The gate of the Black Palace is now closed, and we just experienced a wave of strange corpses. I wonder if you have any ideas to get us out?"

At this time, Shi San, an elder of the Shi Clan, said disdainfully, "Elder Kui, are you confused? As an elder of the Ming Clan, you are actually asking this question of a young man with unknown origins?"

"If this gets out, everyone will laugh their heads off, right? Huh? Hahahaha!"

Feng Qian was standing beside Di Qi. When he heard this, he was already feeling uncomfortable because of what happened just now. He directly directed the pressure that belonged only to the ancient divine phoenix towards Shi San who started to mock him!

"Who do you think you are? How dare you act so rudely here!" Feng Qian's eyes were sharp and he exuded a powerful aura.

Shi San felt the pressure and his face turned pale. He looked at Feng Qian in horror.

The other elders were also shocked. They hadn't expected that the followers around Emperor Yan would be so powerful?!

You should know that Shi San’s cultivation level is at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm!

Even a mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator couldn't withstand the pressure of a servant!

Then what realm of cultivation should his master be at? !

Just one action instantly changed everyone's thoughts.

Dizaka said calmly, "If you don't want to die, shut up."

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Shi San quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

Emperor Qian looked up at Gui Lao and said calmly, "This entire palace is a huge sacrificial formation. It's impossible for you to get out safely."

As soon as she said this, everyone was shocked. The elders in the lead shouted in unison: "Sacrificial formation?!"

"What is that?!" a young disciple asked in confusion.

"The sacrificial formation, as the name suggests, requires tribute to open something, but I don't know what it is." Ming Yi explained in a deep voice.

"But didn't you say that tribute is required? We just checked this hall, and there's nothing inside. There's no tribute at all."

"You disciples of the Food Clan are really stupid! The owner of this palace probably wants to use us as sacrificial tributes!" Ming Liu gave the disciple a blank look and said.

"Who are you calling stupid?!" the hot-tempered disciple of the Food Clan retorted.

"That's right! Junior Brother is just too young to understand these things!"

"Your junior brother looks fifteen years old, right? He's still young? What? When did you, the Food Clan, change the weaning age to fifteen?!" The other disciples of the Hades Clan were not willing to lag behind.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, this is really going to make you laugh your head off!" The disciples of the Ming clan laughed while holding their stomachs.

"You are looking for death!" The disciples of the Food Clan were immediately enraged.

"Want to fight? Come on! Who's afraid of who?" The disciples of the Ming clan immediately drew out their weapons.

The disciples of the Food Clan also raised their weapons and made attacking gestures.

Ming Yao saw that something was wrong and said, "Stop it, now is not the time for you to make trouble."

Shi Mang also used his wolf hammer to block in front of his own disciples and said coldly: "Don't cause trouble, retreat."

"You still have the mind to make trouble? It seems that you don't take this sacrificial formation seriously at all." Feng Qian said.

He glanced at everyone and sneered, "That's true. Once you all become the tributes of this sacrificial formation, you will naturally have no chance to cause trouble."

"While you are still alive, show more of your vitality."

Hearing that this sacrificial formation was going to treat them as tributes, some timid disciples immediately panicked.

"Then what do you say we should do?!" someone asked him angrily.

"What should I do? Death, of course." Feng Qian crossed his arms and said indifferently.

Several elders also looked solemn. If this was true, they might have the ability to escape, but they didn't know whether this group of disciples could be saved.

The demon mother-in-law, holding the jade bamboo, took a step forward with a solemn expression. She raised her head slightly and looked at the calm Emperor in front of her. "Everyone, don't panic. This young man looks calm and unfazed by this sacrificial formation. I think there must be a way out."

The crowd, which was originally in a panic, suddenly looked quietly at Emperor Zha in front of them, each with hope in their eyes.

Seeing them like this, Feng Qian couldn't help but sneer, "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of being saved by my master?"

The witch grandma was immediately unhappy when she heard this, but because of the pressure he had released before, she didn't dare to say anything more.

As for the disciples who had just had hope in their eyes, after hearing what he said, they no longer dared to look at them.

After all, because of the previous pressure, everyone concluded that this young man in red had a bad temper and a sharp tongue.

"Now, several of you are trapped here with us. Even though our cultivation is not high, we are still in the same boat. Why should we hurt each other?" said an elder of the Ming clan.

"Haha, who are you and I? You are just a bunch of trash with cultivation level as small as a chicken's butt who can't even tell your own weight!" Feng Qian rolled his eyes at everyone.