Obviously, after using so many precious things, once this altar is refined, it will have the potential to advance to the ninth level.

Of course, it's just potential and cannot be guaranteed. However, at least it's not a big problem to advance to level 8, after all, the materials are too high-end.

After reading the list, Fang Lie expressed his satisfaction and had already started to keep thinking about what to ask the head sect to vomit blood and cut his flesh. If Mo Qianxun knew that Fang Lie had been planning to cut his flesh, he would probably be so angry that he would be so angry.

A few days later, Fang Lie returned to Tiebi Jincheng safely.

The eight left-behind people all came out to greet each other, and the formation was different this time. When the city lord returned, a team of thousands of people flew out. The scene was completely different when he came here for the first time.

As soon as he saw this situation, Fang Lie knew that Tiebi Jincheng must have been completely under his control.

After everyone met, Mr. Suan Mei couldn't wait to ask: "Young Master, is the matter done?

"From now on," Fang Lie glanced at the monks around him solemnly and said coldly: "There is no more sword castle."

"Suck" thousands of people all took a breath of air conditioning when they heard this.

If this was not what Fang Lie said, and if Fang Lie's reputation was not so strong and upright, I'm afraid no one would believe that this was true at all.

But now, they all believed it and were deeply shocked.

Sword Castle, the real person of Lei Jie is in charge, with a large force of 100,000 cultivators, and a subordinate of Dong Kunlun, but was removed from the boy in front of him. How domineering is this?

Not only did they not understand why the sword castle was destroyed so easily, but they also couldn't figure out where Fang Lie got the confidence. Are they not afraid of Dong Kunlun's revenge?

Fang Lie looked around and saw that everyone's faces showed different expressions of shock, horror, etc., and he knew that these guys could not accept such facts.

Even the shock on the face of Qilong Zhenren has not faded.

Fang Lie was very satisfied with the shock he caused. He was too lazy to explain more. While flying towards the city lord's mansion, he asked, "How is the situation here?"

"Young Master Qi Bing" Mr. Suan Mei said humbly with a more respectful attitude: "Everything has returned to normal, because there is no exploitation from the underworld, the income of salvagers has surged, which has also stimulated their enthusiasm, and the output is 30% higher than normal. Moreover, the monks around him have also received news that many people have come from afar to join our city."

"That's how it is." Fang Lie thought for a while and said, "That magma lake is not infinitely adorable, right? How many people can it accommodate at most?"

"The yield of magma lakes is uncertain, because high-end materials are often heavier, and many of them are just turned up and exposed. If they are not caught, they will sink down again. Therefore, in fact, the more people, the better, so there will be no omissions." Mr. Suan Mei said: "However, the area of ​​magma lakes is limited, only 200 miles in radius and can accommodate one million people at the same time, which is the limit."

"That means we are far from the limit," Fang Lie smiled and said, "If you open up and receive people, the more you come, the more you make, the more you make, right?"

"This is the truth, but I'm afraid that there will be too many people, and sand will come in, and then there will be gangsters and other scum," Mr. Suan Mei said helplessly.

"What are you afraid of? If you have scum, you will destroy me." Fang Lie sneered: "I'm going to go back to seclusion recently. The Yuanmagnetic warship is no longer used. Let it stay here. A one-million-yuan magnetic puppet, plus an eighth-level earth god general and a Yuanmagnetic warship, I believe it is enough to control the whole city, right?"

"If this is the case, there will definitely be no problem," Mr. Suan Mei said immediately.

He was worried that after Fang Lie took the Yuanmai warship away, he and Qilong Zhenren would not be able to calm down the place. If the rich profits here attract several Huojie Zhenren, they would not be able to bear it.

But now, with the Yuanmagnetic Battleship, the Earth God General will help you. Unless the real person of Thunder Tribulation appears, it will be foolproof.

While speaking, everyone returned to the city lord's mansion. Fang Lie handed over the control of the Yuanmagnetic warship to Mr. Suan Mei and Qilong Zhenren, and asked them to make defenses by themselves. However, Fang Lie himself started practicing slowly.

In fact, he also wanted to contact the head sect, but it depends on who can't calm down when negotiating. In order to gain the advantage of momentum, Fang Lie forced himself to suppress his curiosity and quietly waited for news from the head sect of the Mo Sect.

Sure enough, Mo Qianxun could not sit still at first. After receiving the news from the spies from the Iron Bi Jincheng, he knew that Fang Lie was back, and immediately activated his magical powers and contacted Fang Lie.

Looking at the water curtain that suddenly appeared in front of him and Mo Qianxun inside, Fang Lie smiled and looked confident.

"It's so late, what's the matter with the head sect?" Fang Lie pretended to be stupid.

How smart Mo Qianxun is? When he saw Fang Lie's attitude, he immediately said happily: "Good boy, he must have regained his essence, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so calm."

"Ha, I am really worthy of being a cunning man Mo Qianxun." Fang Lie said with a smile: "You guessed it right, the sword castle was destroyed, and the divine essence has been retrieved."

As he said that, Fang Lie revealed the divine essence that was two feet and three inches long.

Mo Qianxun was so angry that he was criticized by Fang Lie's cunning comments, but for the sake of his divine essence, he held back and laughed apologized: "Just find it, just find it, when will you come back and hand it over to the sect?"

"Take the sect?" Fang Lie immediately pretended to be stupid: "This is not a production from Tiebi Jincheng, but a spoil I seized through battle, so according to the rules, I have no obligation to turn over the sect."

If it is produced by Tiebi Jincheng, the sect has absolute priority refusal. Fang Lie must sell it even if he doesn't sell it, so there is no other nonsense.

However, this thing was taken away by outsiders, and Fang Lie snatched it back, and it became a spoil and he had no obligation to hand it over to the sect.

Mo Qianxun knew at a glance that something was going to be bad. Fang Lie was going to quarrel?

But the reason was not his, and he bought a solution, so he could only smile bitterly: "Fang Lie, I know you are angry. I have already punished the Bai family hard. The previous lord of the Iron Bird Jincheng was slapped to death by me on the spot. The Bai family's head was closed and thought about his mistakes. For at least a hundred years, you can't see him. Look, what am I going to do with this?"

"It's okay." After hearing this, Fang Lie finally disappeared a lot of the hostility in his heart.

"That's good," Mo Qianxun then smiled and said with apologies: "Since you've been relieved, then should this divine essence?"

"I can only give you a small piece," Fang Lie said without hesitation.

"What? I can only give it to me a little one?" Mo Qianxun said disappointedly: "That divine marrow is the treasure in the ninth-level material. You are just a small Qihai cultivator, so you can't use it at all?"

"Brother Bird said that you can use your spiritual essence to tailor a treasure for me and help me practice to defend against enemies." Fang Lie said lightly: "So, sorry, you can only need small ones, of course, you can also not."

"Don't" Mo Qianxun screamed in a hurry and said sadly and angrily: "Isn't it okay if I want me too?"
Chapter completed!