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Chapter 1325 Rainstorm Needle, Treasure of the Rain Clan

Speaking of this, Yuzhe Zhenren couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. One hundred thousand years ago, the Yu clan was already a vassal race of the Wu clan. Didn't this so-called soul clan envoy know? This is so strange.

Xu Yang's face remained unchanged at all. Facing the gaze of Yuzhe, he sneered slightly: "Of course, does the Lord of the Rain Clan think that this messenger doesn't know about this? However, at this time, at that time! At the beginning, the Wu Clan and our Soul Clan were ranked as strong wilderness clans, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. But now, our Soul Clan's family is the only one and its strength is far superior to the Wu Clan! When the Soul Clan Holy Emperor comes, the new order of the Tianxuan World will be rebuilt. The people of my Soul Clan are small and need an obedient vassal race as agents! In this way, the Lord of the Rain Clan understands?"

These words immediately dispelled the doubts of Yuzhe. It turned out that the Soul Cliff, the Soul Cliff, was here to dig the corners of the Fog Clan, with the intention of enhancing the Soul Clan's strength.

Little did he know that although Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged at all, the temperature, breathing, heartbeat, etc. did not change at all, his heart was overturned! Almost, he showed his strength because of his lack of common sense in the wilderness era. Although Xu Yang was confident that he could escape in front of Yuzhe, this meant that Xu Yang's general plan would end in failure.

Yuzhe Zhenren fell into deep thought. The power of the soul clan is now something that everyone knows. Should we lead the Yu clan to leave the Wu clan and join the Soul clan? This is indeed tempting. You must know that the vassal race of the Soul clan is definitely much more glorious than the vassal race of the Wu clan.

However, doing this is also extremely risky. Not to mention whether the Soul Clan's strength can be valued by the Soul Clan, the reaction of the Fog Clan alone is enough to make the Yuzhe Zhenren afraid. Once the Fog Clan becomes angry and attacks the betrayal of the Yuzhe clan, and the Soul Clan does not have enough support, the Yuzhe will suffer.

The wild tribes are not purely ally relationships between you and me. They have had many struggles among them, and the struggles between the tribes is not just empty talk.

"How about it, does the Lord of the Rain Clan agree with our Soul Clan's proposal?" Xu Yang asked intently staring at the eyes of Yuzhe.

"... Sorry, Soul Cliff Messenger, this matter is very involved. Our Yu Clan cannot make a decision in a hasty way," Yu Zhe Zhenren thought about it for a while, and temporarily rejected this tempting proposal. "However, Soul Clan Messenger seems to be only in the realm of Xuanhuang. I'm afraid it cannot represent the entire Soul Clan?"

"Why, the Lord of the Rain Clan dislikes the low status and cannot represent the Soul Clan?" Xu Yang said with a cold expression.

"This is not all, but this kind of big thing. If an elder of the Soul Clan can come, our Yu Clan will feel more at ease. Soul Cliff Messenger, are you right?" Yuzhe said with a haha.

"I understand. Next time, the Buddha of my soul clan will visit him in person," Xu Yang stood up. A hint of unhappiness flashed across his face, "Soul Cliff will say goodbye."

Seeing the unhappiness on Xu Yang's face, Yuzhe was also a little uneasy. He stood up and smiled and said, "The Soul Cliff Messenger is not easy to come from afar. My Yu tribe has a small ceremony to offer, so please accept it with a smile."

While speaking, Yuzhe took out a shiny silver needle from the storage ring, raised his fingers, and the silver needle flew into the air in the hall, drawing a series of beautiful trajectories, and finally slung in front of Xu Yang.

"So fast!" Xu Yang was shocked. The flying speed of this silver needle was amazingly fast! It seemed that it should be a very good treasure.

Xu Yang was shocked, but his face showed a question: "The Lord of the Rain Clan, what does this mean?"

"Haha, this is a unique treasure of our Rain Clan, the rain needle!" The Lord of the Rain Clan smiled, "This thing is not easy to refine, but it is amazing. With the strength of the Soul Cliff Messenger, controlling this rain needle can be killed silently even if he does not use the heart-striking technique! The best thing is that after the rain needle kills people, it will only leave a micro wound the size of a needle, which is difficult to detect."

"The rain needle is a treasure that is assassinated. The treasure unique to the Rain Clan is really extraordinary," Xu Yang showed joy on his face. "Can this thing be said to be the gift given to me by the Lord of the Rain Clan?"

Yuzhe smiled and said, "Of course, this rain needle will be given to the Soul Cliff Messenger, please don't dislike it."

Xu Yang laughed loudly, and the displeasure that he had originally pretended was swept away: "This time, Soul Cliff came to visit the Rain Clan as an envoy, but he didn't bring a decent gift. He was already ashamed. Now he still had to accept such a great gift as the Lord of the Rain Clan!"

True Man Yuzhe cursed in his heart, but also smiled on his face and said, "He is polite to the Soul Cliff Messenger. This time I returned to the Soul Clan, I would like to ask the messenger to say a few good words to the Yu Clan..."

"Of course, of course." Xu Yang laughed loudly, accepting the promise.

Next, Xu Yang politely rejected Yuzhe's retention, and did not stay in Jichi City for more time, but instead said that he had something to do and left immediately.

The south of Jichi City is four thousand miles away.

Xu Yang was flying in the air. He had already taken off his hat and showed a handsome face.

"There are many benefits to pulling the banner of the Soul Clan! This time, I really discovered the conspiracy of the Yu Clan! It turned out that they wanted to win over the beast tribe in the southern border and ambush our imperial army in Jichi City."

Xu Yang frowned and pondered, saying to himself: "However, in Jichi Palace, I severely attacked the envoy of the Yihu Clan in the Southern Xinjiang, which should cause some setbacks to this alliance. But this is not enough! I want to add another handful of firewood to make this fire burn more vigorously, and buy more time for the Emperor Sect and even the human race!"

Xu Yang's body was filled with great thunder, and the flying wings squirted from behind, and he flew away from the sky, and there was no trace at all! He could only hear the sharp sound of breaking through the air in the sky, which kept ringing.

Above the sky, two winged tiger cars flew rapidly to the south.

"Hu Meng, how do you feel now?" A thick voice sounded in one of the carriages.

In another carriage, a slight cough sounded, and then a bold voice responded: "That little bastard from the Soul Clan is too ruthless! Fortunately, he should only have the early stage of Xuanhuang. Although there is a earthly artistic conception in the boxing posture, he has not yet cultivated the law. It has gradually dissipated under the force of my Fengji Law. As long as this artistic conception disappears, my body will return to normal within a few breaths."
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