Chapter 4626: Heaven-Slaying Saint

The powerful voice was like a thousand thunders, which made everyone feel depressed.

After the voice fell, a figure in green came gracefully, elegant and free, with a faint sense of transcendence.

Everyone turned their eyes and looked at the person who came, with shocked expressions.

The person who came looked young, with a middle-aged appearance, but he made people feel awe-inspiring.

Especially the thunderous aura flowing faintly outside his body, which made people feel afraid to look directly at him.

At this time, even Mo Ye's face changed, and his body shook slightly, seeming a little flustered.

"Young man, didn't you want the blood of the ancient saint just now? Why don't you speak?" The man in green smiled, with an indifferent attitude, which made people awe-inspiring.

"In your eyes, is Zhutian Mozi worthy of the blood of the ancient saint?" Mo Ye calmed down and asked solemnly.

"You can remain so calm in front of me, it's really not easy." The green-clothed visitor's eyes moved slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Mo Ye's reaction, and smiled lightly.

However, he did not show any nervousness, as if in his eyes, Lie Yan Jiu Feng was just an insignificant existence.

Then, the green-clothed visitor did not deal with Lie Yan Jiu Feng's affairs directly, but turned his eyes to Leng Xiaoyao and smiled lightly: "Brother Leng, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Wan Minghai." Leng Xiaoyao's face was gloomy and he nodded slightly.

The green-clothed man was none other than the leader of the Zhutian Holy Sect, the Zhutian Holy Lord Wan Minghai!

Leng Xiaoyao was a friend of Wan Minghai more than two hundred years ago, and the two even fought side by side many times.

But now, the two are standing in a position of both opposition and cooperation.

At the beginning, Leng Xiaoyao remembered that Wan Minghai's strength was not much different from his, and even if he was stronger than him, he was not much stronger.

But now, even if he succeeded in breaking through the sixth realm, he felt completely suppressed when standing in front of Wan Minghai.

He felt that Wan Minghai was very likely to be a Great Immortal Venerable of the Earth Rank, or even a Great Immortal Venerable of the Heaven Rank.

Great Immortal Venerable of the Heaven Rank!

It is unknown whether such a person has ever appeared in the history of the entire Xianqi Continent.

"After many years of separation, Brother Leng was able to break through the sixth realm by his own ability, which was beyond my expectation." Wan Minghai looked at Leng Xiaoyao and saw the latter's cultivation at a glance. He did not seem to be faking it at all, and said very sincerely.

"Compared to you, the Saint of Heaven, I am dwarfed." Leng Xiaoyao's eyes sank slightly and he responded lightly.

Being able to admit one's weakness is also a kind of courage.

"Brother Leng is joking. I just used some special methods. If I really rely on myself, it is still unknown whether I can break through the sixth realm now." Wan Minghai smiled and said frankly.

Leng Xiaoyao frowned, and his eyes were a little weird.

He had heard before that the Zhutian Holy Sect had more than a dozen great immortals.

But he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he didn't believe it.

He just guessed that if the fact was true, then the Zhutian Holy Sect must have a special method that could help people break through the sixth realm.

Now that he had seen Wan Minghai, and the latter admitted it himself, it seemed to be true.

It was unbelievable that there was a shortcut to break through the sixth realm in this world.

Wan Minghai smiled and stopped looking at Leng Xiaoyao, but turned his eyes and fell on Nie Tian.

He looked at Nie Tian for a long time, but never spoke.

"Since you are the Zhutian Holy Sect, I won't say any more nonsense." Nie Tian frowned, thought for a while, and said directly: "Your sect has arrested my friends, please let them go."

"Okay." Wan Minghai raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled lightly.

This made Nie Tian's eyes tremble.

He never thought that Wan Minghai would agree so straightforwardly.

It was as if this matter was as simple as eating and drinking water, and there was no need to consider it at all.

"Do you keep your word?" Nie Tian paused, looking a little puzzled.

"I am a man of my word, and I will never break it." Wan Minghai smiled again and said, "You can take your friend away, and you don't have to hand over the coffin of Hades now. Just remember, when you are able to take out the coffin of Hades, send it back to the Zhutian Holy Church."

Nie Tian's eyes fixed, and he was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Is the dignified Zhutian Saint really so easy to talk to?

Others were also stunned, and they couldn't react for a long time.

Even Lieyan Jiufeng was stunned, looking at Zhutian Saint as if he was looking at a stranger.

Is this still the domineering Zhutian Saint?

Why did he seem to be a completely different person in front of Nie Tian, ​​and even deliberately lowered his posture.

"Thank you, Saint." Nie Tian reacted and nodded to thank him.

"You're welcome. We'll see each other again in the future. Maybe we'll have a chance to fight side by side." Wan Minghai smiled and nodded.

Then, he turned his gaze to Mo Ye again and said with a smile: "You want the blood of the Ancient Saint, right?"

"Not to ask, but to exchange." Mo Ye's eyes were gloomy and he said coldly: "Exchange the life of Zhutian Mozi for the blood of the Ancient Saint."

"Okay." Wan Minghai's mouth twitched, and then nodded: "The blood of the Ancient Saint can be given to you, just let Mozi go."

Mo Ye's eyes sank, obviously a little surprised, but he didn't dare to be careless, and asked: "How can I believe you?"

"Here, do you have any other choice besides choosing to believe in me?" Wan Minghai smiled, his expression was so calm that it made people feel weird.

Mo Ye stared at Wan Minghai for a long time, and finally let go.

As Wan Minghai said, he had no choice but to believe.

Even though he now controls Lieyan Jiufeng's life, what if Wan Minghai doesn't care at all?

Mo Ye even had a feeling that he could save Lieyan Jiufeng at any time as long as Wan Minghai was willing.

But until now, Mo Ye still can't see through Wan Minghai and doesn't know what the latter is thinking.

"Lord Saint, can you give me the blood of the ancient Saint?" At this time, Nie Tian suddenly spoke and looked at Wan Minghai.

"This..." Wan Minghai obviously didn't expect Nie Tian to make such a request. He couldn't help but hesitate in his words. He glanced at Mo Ye in embarrassment and said, "I have already promised to give him the blood of the ancient saint. How can I go back on my word?"

"Nie Tian, ​​the person you want to save has already been rescued." Mo Ye frowned and said coldly: "Don't go too far."

"I came here just for the blood of the Ancient Saint." Nie Tian looked at Mo Ye and said solemnly: "As long as you are willing to give me the blood of the Ancient Saint, I can agree to any of your conditions."

"Any conditions?" Mo Ye smiled and said, "What if I let you take the Fengtian Ming Sect and surrender to the Soul Sect?"

Nie Tian's eyes narrowed and his face suddenly turned ugly. After thinking for a long time, he said: "I can't make decisions alone about Ming Zong's affairs. Please change your request."

"Change to another one?" Mo Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, with a strange expression on his face, and he said, "How about you give up Leng Huang Jixue to me."