In the sun, Zhang Jiayong lay lazily in the grass, presenting a comfortable word "big". The blood demon snake little silicon lies beside Zhang Jiayong, driving away some of the little insects approaching, preventing them from disturbing Zhang Jiayong's leisure time.

Zhang Jiayong has just finished his practice, and he is now stuck at the bottleneck of a high-level general. He needs a little opportunity to break through to become a peak general. Then he is one step closer to those geniuses in other era areas.

Not long ago, Zhang Xian also told Zhang Jiayong what happened in the Central District by phone. Zhang Jiayong looked like he knew this. Only when this meeting was smooth and there would be a ghost. I am afraid that the Ninth Era District would still be bullied, and there would be overbearing clauses such as "land cede compensation".

Three years ago, due to the invasion of the Evil Sword King and the Charming Bat King, communication equipment was paralyzed on a large scale, but later it was built and more satellites were invested. Now, cross-regional satellite calls are very mature.

Telephone was only available in the ninth era area, so I also developed a strong interest in telephones for the previous era areas. After some improvement, I also used telephones as the main communication tool.

On the street, you can often see some "unprecedented figures", old Taoist priests with fairy spirit, or graceful fairies. As you walk, you suddenly take out a cell phone from your waist to answer the phone. Some powerful monks who can hide things in the void can catch them directly in the void, and a phone number appears in your hands.

The scene is very strange, it seems like a time travel, but it is not that people travel to other eras, but that times travel through time.

Before contacting the phone, people in other era areas usually rely on a kind of voice-transmitting jade slips and jade pendants to convey information. This is similar to injecting a little thought into something and then handing over such things to others. Once someone has something to do and crushes such an item, the other party will come.

Compared with the phone, it seems to be behind. It can only convey information unilaterally, but the phone can communicate with the phone.

Of course, there are also some magic weapons that can communicate in real time with phone calls, but refining such magic weapons consumes resources and is not easy to refine. Compared with low-cost phone calls, it is simply something that must be eliminated.

However, there are many restrictions on telephones. If the communication base station is destroyed, the telephone will be like a piece of broken copper and iron. The voice transmission magic weapon is not subject to such restrictions. In the war years, it is obvious that the voice transmission magic weapon is more suitable.

"I hope God bless you." Zhang Jiayong looked at the bright sun through his fingers, hoping that the meeting would be smooth sailing.

Two days later, Wu Ming went to the meeting alone and came to the top floor of Wangtian Tower. From here, if you have enough eyesight, you can really see the scenery of the world. Unfortunately, no one except the king has such eyesight. Moreover, even if it is a king, it is impossible to use his eyesight to do such things for a long time, which is very painful.

Eight era areas, a large table, twenty-one seats, two, three, four, five, six, and seven each occupy three seats, the tenth era area occupies two seats, and the ninth era area, only one seat.

Even the 10th Era District can have two kings attending the conference. As the hosts, they only have one place on their home court, which is really ridiculous and sad.

The top ten era districts are like ten different cities in a country, with connections with each other, but they are all independent individuals.

The later the numbers are, the later the development of the era zone, but there will be a day when we will come from behind. The tenth era zone is obviously the one who comes from behind, surpassing the ninth era zone.

On the table in front of the twenty-one seats, there was a piece of information, which was the main content of this meeting. It was said to be a discussion, but in fact, the seven era areas had already been secretly agreed to exclude the Ninth era areas.

Wu Ming looked at the information in his hand and frowned slightly at first. Later, his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped out of water. This was not a discussion meeting, it was simply a naked interest division meeting. The seven major era districts actually asked the Ninth era district to contribute half of the area where they were located. In addition, the other half also wanted to let them go in to do business, establish the so-called chamber of commerce organization, and all taxes and other miscellaneous fees were exempted.

"What do you mean by fellow Taoists?" Wu Ming took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. The current turn of his face is not only not good for the Ninth Era District, but also very unfavorable for him. He is not sure to face the siege of twenty kings.

"What does it mean? It is clearly written on it. Fellow Taoist nodded and signed a letter on it. Of course, the validity of these terms is also necessary to ensure the form of a contract." A king from the Third Era District said lightly.

This is an old king, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the king. Although he looks old, no one can deny that the powerful power of such an old king has, the principle that a lean camel is bigger than a horse, is not unaware of it.

"This is the most beneficial method for fellow Taoists at present." Another king persuaded him with kindness. Although he looked good for you on the surface, he might be a greedy jackal hiding in his heart.

"I respect you all, fellow Taoists, don't bully me, no one in the Ninth Era, this is a meeting? This is a gluttonous feast for you!" Wu Mingjiang said gritting his teeth, and he changed his tone when talking about the four words "gluttonous feast".

The kings present sneered. A few of them had already looked stern, thinking that they were afraid that you would not turn against each other. As long as Wu Ming dared to fight them, they would kill Wu Ming here!

By then, no one in the Ninth Era District will compete with them. Isn’t everything in the Ninth Era District still their belongings?

But if Wu Ming endured it and really started to take action, he would be determined to escape, and everyone present might not be able to stop him. A king would run away with all his might and would have no opponent in the same level.

So they set up a plan to anger Wu Ming and fight with them. If Wu Ming doesn't fight hard and hold back this tone, it will also cause most of the area they occupy. Maybe they will bear the title of "traitor", which is the best of both worlds.

The Ice Phoenix Sword on Wu Ming's waist trembled, as if it would be unsheathed the sheath in the next moment, killing everyone present. Wu Ming looked at the playful faces, calmed down instead, took a deep breath, and the Ice Phoenix Sword stopped trembling. If he got angry, wouldn't it be their intention?

"It's quite tolerant! It has the potential to be a turtle!" A king mocked him, his voice was not loud, but everyone present was not a clever person with sharp ears and eyes. Everyone heard it, and Wu Ming was no exception.

Everyone burst into laughter, but they saw that Wu Ming's face was still calm, and they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They thought that they could calm down in this way, and it was indeed a turtle.

But in this way, I can only do it slowly, but being able to seize half of the area occupied by the Ninth Era District is a great reward

If you have a lot of money, just eat it slowly.

Zhang Jiayong closed his eyes and felt the warm sunshine. Suddenly, he felt dark in front of him. He thought that the blood demon snake Xiao Si blocked his sun, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky had changed. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was lightning brewing. Soon, there was a heavy rain.

With a loud bang, the thunder suddenly rose. The blood demon snake Xiao Si was so scared that he hid back in Zhang Jiayong's hair. Zhang Jiayong stood up from the ground and frowned. The thunder seemed a bit unusual, unlike the lightning and thunder that usually rained, but it seemed like God was angry.

I couldn't help but look at the central area. Has the weather changed?

The thunder sounded, and the kings in Wangtian Tower also heard it, and their hearts were trembling involuntarily. They couldn't help but feel a little bit of palpitations, just because of ordinary thunder.

After a lifetime of clanging life, a sword light suddenly flashed in the room that was dark due to the change of the sky, accompanied by the sound of a sharp sword being sheathed.

The Ice Phoenix Sword on Wu Ming's waist was unsheathed in an instant, and the sword tip pointed directly at a king in the Tenth Era area beside him.

"Dare you!" Someone shouted.

Seeing this, the other kings shouted and went to rescue at the same time, but the king and Wu Ming were too close to each other. Wu Ming made his sword suddenly, and all parties had no time to react.

With a puff, the Ice Phoenix Sword directly pierced the heart of the king, and the skin near the wound was immediately frozen. As long as Wu Ming shook the Ice Phoenix Sword gently, an ice hole would appear on the king's chest.

Although the king has a strong body, it will take a long time to recover from such a severe injury. He may have a stagnant cultivation, and even more so, he is at risk of falling into the realm.

After all, the Ice Phoenix Sword is a magical weapon and is difficult for kings to refine. Only emperors or even emperors are sure to refine it. Therefore, its power cannot be easily resisted by a king, let alone it is held in the hands of a strong man of the same level.

"Stop!" Another king from the Tenth Era District said hurriedly. Their accumulation in the Tenth Era District is not as good as other era districts, and there are not many kings, but they can't stand such losses.

"Fellow Daoist, you have something to discuss." Although this king who was restrained came from different era areas as well as them, they were from the same camp at least and did not want him to receive any harm.

"Oh? Now I know how to discuss it?" Wu Ming said coldly with his eyes narrowed, and the next moment it was possible to kill the king under the sword.

"Fellow Taoist, this is of no benefit to you. Why don't we sit down and discuss it carefully and let us give up some benefits." Someone said with a calm face.

"Give some benefits? How to get them? Do you plan to change the terms and not allow us to contribute half of the area, even if you give up the benefits?" Wu Ming sneered.

The kings looked at each other, they were really thinking about fighting...

Wu Ming saw all this in his eyes, held the hilt of the sword tightly, and shook it hard. The king's chest shattered, and a huge blood hole appeared. He flew backwards and was caught by his companions, but he fainted.

"This is our era!" Another king from the 10th Era District was about to scold him, but he saw Wu Ming holding up the Ice Phoenix Sword and saying loudly.

With a slam, the door of the conference room was kicked open, and a tall man broke into the door, holding a scepter in his hand, and thunder was wrapped around it, like the Thunder God who dominated the punishment of heaven.
Chapter completed!