Chapter 3082

The master of the Nanyang Temple looked pensive. He was naturally not an ordinary person to be able to sit in this seat, and he could clearly tell the importance of it.

"These on the table are the sincerity of the Canglong Pavilion. In addition, there is another thing I want to give to you. I think the Hall Master will like it." The smile on the corner of Long Qingfeng's mouth suddenly became bloodthirsty.

Immediately, the eyes of several people in the room focused on Long Qingfeng's face, with surprise, doubt, and curiosity.

After all, Long Qingfeng put almost all the chips on the table just now, and in order to persuade the Nanyang Temple to make a move, he even brought in the Beiming Shenzong and the Tianfeng clan.

Does he have other chips in his hand?

It was not only the people from Nanyang Temple who had similar voices in their hearts, but also the elders of Canglong Pavilion who came with Long Qingfeng.

Under the gaze of everyone, the smile on the corner of Long Qingfeng's mouth became more and more mysterious, and he raised his arm slightly by the table, causing the eyes of everyone present to change.

There was a weak wave of spiritual power, and a black object landed on the desk with a "boom".

A human head, a dried human head.

From the distorted facial features and the few remaining pieces of silver jewelry, it can be discerned that this is a woman.

"Elder Long, what is the meaning of this? Is it possible that you have to demonstrate against my Nanyang Temple!" The eyes of an elder of Nanyang Temple suddenly became fierce, and at the same time the pressure in his body was released, and the air in the hall instantly solidified, like Solids generally weigh on everyone's minds.

The elders of the Canglong Pavilion were startled, and their dark pupils shrank a little. The cultivation of these elders is surprisingly strong!

An elder actually has the cultivation base of the late earth spirit!

Originally thought that with the help of these few people, even if there was a conflict, they would be able to retreat unscathed if they couldn't win, but now it seems that they underestimated the strength of Nanyang Temple.

Long Qingfeng felt the coercion in the hall, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, but soon a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

With such strength, if you can help yourself, why worry about nothing?

"Don't be nervous, everyone. This head is the sincerity I bring to you. Decades ago, an outer sect woman used her beauty to seduce an inner sect disciple, killed her, and snatched the treasures of her skills and sneaked into the mainland. Since then, Nanyang Temple has been arresting this person, and I think you should remember this matter."

Long Qingfeng opened his mouth slowly, the head on the table is naturally the poisonous widow's.

Of course, the reason why he was able to know this was that when the party switched to absorbing the blood of the poisonous widow, even the memory of the poisonous widow was also absorbed.

Otherwise, he would not know that the poisonous widow was hiding such a deep secret, so before going to the Canglong Pavilion, Long Qingfeng expected to win over the Nanyang Temple in the future, so he brought the poisonous widow's head.

Sure enough, after Long Qingfeng said these words, the strong men of Nanyang Temple who were sitting opposite were stunned for a moment.

If Long Qingfeng didn't mention it, they would have almost forgotten this past event. Fortunately, the inner sect disciple who was lured and killed by the poisonous widow was the descendant of an elder in the palace. check.

Back then, it was such a sensation among the sect that hundreds of masters were even sent to search for Nanyang for several years.

No one expected that after decades, it would be dug out again at this time, and it was still in this way!

"What do you all think of this sincerity?" The corners of Long Qingfeng's mouth gradually curved.