In a deep abyss, there was an inexplicable aura flickering, dark and gloomy.

If people look down from the top of this cliff, they will feel that the area below the cliff is very deep and desolate, with no one around.

A loud bang sounded under the cliff, but soon the sound disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"God has not let me down. I never thought that I, Luan Kong, could actually obtain part of the essence of the gods in this life. Hahahaha."

A voice came from under the cliff, and this voice seemed so harsh in such a deserted place on the cliff at this moment.

In the fairyland, anything that has a slight connection with the gods is extremely powerful.

Not to mention the legendary origin of the gods.

"Wang Teng, wait for me. I will kill you when I get the chance."

A voice from Luankong was shouting loudly here, this opportunity given to him by God is really wonderful.

Luankong had a strong hatred towards Wang Teng in his heart. Not to mention that Wang Teng looked like a dog licker, the way a man licks a dog really made people like Lunkong, who walked among the flowers without getting hurt, feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, this Wang Teng is so stupid that he is being used by someone beside him, or maybe his fiancée, to deal with him.

Judging from Wang Teng's appearance, he will definitely use his family power to oppose him after leaving the emperor's tomb.

This was something Luankong didn't want to see. After all, in his eyes, the Wang Teng family was still very powerful.

You have to know that Luankong was confused from the beginning and had no idea the reasons behind these things.

All we know is that it was probably because Wang Teng liked the woman next to him, and that woman wanted to use him to get rid of Wang Teng.

"But no matter what, Wang Teng and I have made this feud."

Luankong's voice sounded again on this cliff. Regardless of the reason for this incident, the result now was that Wang Teng had ill intentions towards him. This was the reason why Luankong wanted to deal with Wang Teng.

.......

"Sir, if you have time in the future, you can go to Daozhou."

Yan Lingji, who had changed her clothes, looked at Qin Jiuge and said softly. At this time, she was not wearing the fire charm suit, but a light blue long skirt.

The fire-charming outfit that Yan Lingji was wearing just now showed off her hot body, but the light blue dress that Yan Lingji was wearing now showed off her gentleness.

The thin light blue skirt and the smooth, white, slender calves all show that this woman is definitely a natural beauty.

"The Dao Immortal Sect where I used to be is in Daozhou. There, I know a place with great opportunities."

Yan Lingji looked at Qin Jiuge with her big eyes with long eyelashes, licked her rosy little mouth with her tongue, and looked at Qin Jiuge.

In fact, it was the Dao Immortal Sect that discovered that there was a great opportunity there, but that opportunity has not yet appeared in the world, so it still has no owner.

If the leader of the Daoxian Sect knew that Yan Lingji had just come to the White-robed Heavenly Lord and told him the secret of his sect, I wonder if he would vomit blood.

After being provided for free for such a long time, even a dog would be grateful, let alone a human.

"We'll talk about it later."

Qin Jiuge's eyes were now looking at the small palace in his hand. This was the palace of the Emperor of Samsara where he had just stayed for a while.

After Qin Jiuge accepted a trace of the consciousness of the Emperor of Samsara, he was able to control the imperial palace where he was just now.

This is also a good opportunity. After all, an imperial palace like this is still worth some money.

"Well, I'll listen to you, sir."

Yan Lingji covered her little mouth with her fingers, as delicate as sheep jade, and smiled softly. The emperor in her dreams was really interesting when he was young.

Yan Lingji herself must be much older than Qin Jiuge is now.

The emperor in her dream must have grown up, and his temperament would never be forgotten in her life.

The great way is walked alone, and the pressure is eternal.