"Shut up, everyone!" He Xiang shouted sharply, and everyone immediately shut up. In this short period of time, He Xiang has successfully established his prestige. It is indeed not a fluke that he was favored by the ancestor.

The elder who broke in was red-faced and extremely excited: "Let me show you something first!"

He Xiang forced himself to suppress the irritability in his heart.

A black futon was placed in front of everyone. The elders quickly came over to look at it. They were all knowledgeable people and immediately saw the mystery. They all took a breath of air.

No one is stupid, this little futon has a decisive influence on the situation in Xiaoshan Realm.

"This is a magic weapon produced by the Golden Crow City. I don't need to introduce its effects. The Golden Crow City is located at Tianxing Peak. After a group of people occupied it, they built a city there."

Everyone couldn't help but gasped again.

Built the city!

"It's not clear who the real owner is inside. But their business manager, Elder He, must be very familiar with it."

He Xiang's expression changed: "Who is it?"

"Bao Yi!"

The expressions of all the elders suddenly became strange, and He Xiang's face immediately turned gloomy.

"According to some cultivators, they once saw a team leaving Golden Crow City at night. There were less than a thousand people." The elder said: "That's why I suspected it was them. Now cultivators from all over the world are going there.

Hurry, if we don't knock it down quickly, we will have a hard time in the future when more and more futons are sold."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became solemn.
Chapter completed!