"If it weren't for him, how could I have..."

Speaking of this, Mulin snorted coldly, and he continued: "You and I will take each of you, but I will not risk exposing myself to attack Zhang Zhengxu."

The phantom in the black fog seemed to chuckled and said, "I believe in him, after all, he has given me endless surprises."

"I will put what you want deep in the earth veins of Zhenling Mountain in Yanzhou. In return, you will let him go to Zhenling Mountain."

Mulin's eyes flashed, and then he continued, "If you dare to hand over the ancestral weapon to me, then I will help you kill Zhang Zhengxu?"

The phantom in the black fog did not answer Mulin, but slowly dissipated in front of Mulin's eyes.

Mulin sneered. If he hadn't only had this dilapidated spiritual consciousness at this moment, he would have gone to the extreme north ice field to swallow this ignorant boy.

So what about the son of the Demon Emperor? He has eaten it before.

The next second, Mulin returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

Everything returns to peace.
Chapter completed!