The King of Nine Heaven Egotism

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The support of the Four Great Clans

After staying in Sun Xiaoying's home for ten days in a row, Zhang Tiandong and Sun Xiaoying said goodbye to Sun Wentai hand in hand and wandered all the way.
"Tiandong, where are we going?" Sun Xiaoying asked with her big bright eyes.
Zhang Tiandong thought for a moment and said, "Right now there are only one thousand people in the Wind Wind Gang.
If we want to swallow up the Shili Long Street quickly, we must have the support of a super consortium.
No matter how powerful I am, I can only escape in the face of thousands of troops." Indeed, the power of Emperor Saints was extremely great.
From morning till night, they would not be able to kill many people.
The only reason to unify the world was to rely on the large number of elite troops.
Zhang Tiandong could only guarantee that at present, he would kill Jia Xiaoguang.
With his half-month cultivation consolidated, coupled with the time tripod to catalyze the speed of evolution in the body, Zhang Tiandong's strength progress could be described as rapid.
Thinking of the mini cauldron, Zhang Tiandong smiled.
The tripod was embroidered with the words, "King Xiao's Tripod".
Now that Xiao Wangjun had merged into his body, as long as Zhang Tiandong wanted, the time in his body could flow thousands of times faster.
But Zhang Tiandong couldn't let Xiao Wangding speed up the evolution of the internal world.
Because it was too fast, it was easy for the newly formed world to collapse.
He had to build the foundation of the internal world step by step so that he could double the result with half the effort.
At this moment, in the land of the Western Heavenly Kingdom, two well-dressed young men were drinking together in the Bian's Trading Company in the south of the Yangtze River, watching the lotuses in the lotus pond.
"Old Ying, it's been a long time since we last met.
I can't believe that you're already in the realm of Heavenly Warrior." Yao Bo slowly poured a cup of fine tea for himself and Ying Wushuang.
There were only Ying Wushuang and him outside the lotus pond.
No one was allowed to enter without Yao Bo's permission.
Ying Wushuang waved her paper fan and said, "Ever since I left the Tianji Martial Arts School, I have been busy taking over the family business.
However, I had to take four hours to cultivate when I suddenly realized that all the so-called wealth was in vain.
To be able to rise to the heavens, to understand the Great Tao is the right thing to do." Jin Bo seemed to be sighing with emotion as well, "That's right, that's why I'm very envious of Tiandong.
He has the strength to kill the Heavenly Emperor in three years.
I wonder how he is doing now." A breeze blew, and the two people quietly enjoyed the lotus flowers, and no one spoke for a while.
All of a sudden, a man and a woman holding hands at the end of the lake flew over.
Their toes stepped on the surface of the lake and did not wet their shoes at all.
Ying Wushuang and Tubo were stunned at the same time, looking at the two flying in the air and laughing happily.
Ji Bo suddenly shouted, "Come on, take out the Tianwu wine, which has been stored in the cellar for more than a hundred years!
Go!" After Yao Bo's shout, two Heavenly Warrior rank experts appeared in the dark.
These experts were the bodyguards of their families.
When they heard Yao Bo's words, they were extremely shocked.
"The Tianwu wine more than a hundred years ago is very precious.
There are less than a hundred jars in the entire continent.
Who exactly is it that attracted the attention of the future patriarch?" The two guards were puzzled.
They flew down and went to the wine cellar to get some wine.
Zhang Tiandong led Sun Xiaoying to the small yard.
The three brothers looked at each other with tears in their eyes.
Suddenly, Zhang Tiandong broke away from Sun Xiaoying's little hand and hugged tightly with Ying Wushuang and Tubo.
The friendship between brothers was beyond words.
After a long time, two jars of Tianwu wine were placed on the stone table in the pavilion.
Yao Bo suddenly let go of Ying Wushuang and Zhang Tiandong.
"It's rare for us to be together.
I'll definitely drink to my heart's content today." Ying Wushuang waved her fan.
"It's a pity that Xiaoping can come.
It's a pity that Xiaoping can't." Zhang Tiandong asked curiously, "Why can't he come?
Tell me where he is, and I'll go find him.
Even if he is in the wedding night, I'll pull him here." Pibo and Ying Wushuang sighed at the same time, "He may have been secretly killed by the long street.
You know, when you killed Fang Tianwu, and later Fang Yujun inherited the throne, the first thing he did when he was in power was to find Qu Ping to imprison him.
At the moment, it's hard to know whether he's dead or alive." "As for us, our two families are very powerful.
Fang Yujun didn't dare to provoke us, so she didn't do anything to us.
We also inquired about Qu Ping's whereabouts, but we never heard from him.
It's very likely that he is no longer from this world." Speaking of this, Ying Wushuang's eyes dimmed.
Hearing this, Zhang Tiandong's joy of gathering together was swept away immediately.
He gritted his teeth and said, "If anyone kills my brother, I will make him ten times punished." Feeling Zhang Tiandong's strong murderous intent, Ying Wushuang and Zang Bo couldn't help but shiver.
They found that Zhang Tiandong seemed to have changed a lot, and he had a little more murderous aura than before.
As the three brothers drank, the atmosphere was a bit gloomy.
Zhang Tiandong suddenly said, "Actually, I'm here to ask you to do something.
It's very risky.
Even if you don't agree, I'll understand." Ying Wushuang said, "Tiandong, let's be brothers.
If there's anything you need help with, feel free to say it.
If you can, I'll help you." Zhang Tiandong narrowed his eyes and said firmly, "I want to bring down Shili Long Street to help me take over the position.
I've already prepared for many things.
The only thing that is lacking is wealth.
As long as you have money, you can recruit troops and buy horses and overthrow Shili Long Street." Zhang Tiandong planned to fight against Jia Zhaoguang and the mysterious mythical beast with the two kings of the Mythical Beast Mountain and borrowed the army of the Mythical Beast Army from the Mythical Beast Mountain to resist the army of Shili Long Street.
However, due to the lack of people by the wind, it was impossible for them to occupy so much land.
This had always troubled Zhang Tiandong.
Zhang Tiandong explained his plan carefully.
After listening to Zhang Tiandong's words, Ying Wushuang and Zhou Bo were lost in thought.
After a long time, Tubo said, "Tiandong, financially, I can definitely support you, but only secretly support you.
You know the power of Shili Long Street." Zhang Tiandong nodded.
As long as he had money, it was enough.
As for whether he had support in public or in secret, he didn't take it to heart.
Jibo supported Zhang Tiandong.
Once the Great Wind Gang replaced Shili Long Street, the business of the Ying Family would surely exceed that of Zhuge, Xuanyuan, Sima and Nangong.
Ying Wushuang also expressed her support, but she only secretly supported him.
After all, this risk was too great, so they had to be careful.
With the financial support of his two brothers, Zhang Tiandong was full of confidence.
What he needed to do next was to contact the four families, the Sima, Zhuge, Xuanyuan, and Nangong.
In the Sacred City, on the long street for five kilometers, a stream of Heavenly Power suddenly entered the free palace, and a five-colored beam of light continued to extend.
Jia Xiaoguang, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.
"The aura of an Emperor Saint.
Could it be that my son has broken through?" Nobody knew of Zhao Wuming's and Feng Yishan's deaths except himself on Shili Long Street, because he was worried that leaking the news would cause panic among the disciples of Shili Long Street.
Jia Xiaoguang was absent-minded and rushed to the freedom palace, ready to see what was going on.
Xiao Zhidang was wearing a loose Taoist robe, his hair casually draped over his shoulders.
He exuded a free and easy aura, and the aura of his strength was faintly discernible.
Jia Xiaoguang smiled and said, "Fortunately, another Emperor Saint appeared on Shili Long Street.
Hahahaha."