Elder Di said: "Tang Xian, you have just come back and are not familiar with many situations. I will listen more and talk less during this Hundred Meridian Conference. Don't make jokes, so that other sects will underestimate my Free Palace."

"Hmph, if I don't say a word then, I'm afraid I won't have the Free Palace in the future." Tang Xian said lightly.

Elder Di frowned and said, "Tang Xian, what do you mean?" As he said that, the matter around him began to accelerate. He activated the ability of the seventh level of the god level, and time accelerated.

Tang Xian did not speak, but asked Fang Xingjian for instructions with his martial will: "I have no problem teaching him a lesson, right?"

"No problem, but don't kill me. At the Hundred Mai Conference, I'm going to get close to Master Zhaixing."

So I saw Tang Xian move, and he had already activated the time to stop. With a palm, the surging martial arts will hit the elders like the Yangtze River.

In a blink of an eye, several elders were swallowed by force, and time flowed again, and there was no time to react. Elder Di and others' magic bodies were all blown up.

Elder Di and others roared and moved out, while reorganizing, they kept moving the space to avoid the remaining martial arts will.

"Time is still?"

"God-level eighth level!"

"Senior Brother Tang has reached the eighth level of the god level!"

Listening to the cheers of the disciples around him, Elder Di slowly and sufficiently, but he no longer dared to take action. Instead, he looked at Tang Xian with a look of surprise and suspicion: "Okay, Tang Xian, I didn't expect you to step into the eighth level of the god level.

However, whether it is the sixth level of the god level or the eighth level of the god level, the general trend of the world will not change in the end. A hundred factions will return to the flow and create a gate of creation is a major plan for the world. Anyone who wants to stop it will be a mantis arm to be a chariot. You should do it yourself."

Seeing Elder Di and others retreat, the disciples around cheered, and Tang Xian was sent back to Zizai Palace all the way.

In the next few days, he and Huang Shandeng guided many disciples from time to time and summoned the remaining strong men and old men in the sect. In a few days, he had already mastered the entire Zizai Palace, under the stars, and under the moon, he seemed to have the momentum to become the Lord of Zizai Palace.

As for Elder Di and others who were defeated, they never appeared again, and they didn't know where they went.

As for Fang Xingjian after he arrived here, he did not move any other things when he checked in the guest room. He waited until the day of the Hundred Meridian Conference.

Finally, it was the day of the Hundred Meridians Conference, so Tang Xian, Huang Shan, Zhao Hao, Fang Xingjian took more than ten disciples from the Zizai Palace, including Ning Chongxiao, to the Feixian Valley where the Feixian Sect is located to attend the Hundred Meridians Conference.

As soon as I arrived above Feixian Valley, I saw auspicious clouds everywhere, surrounded by colorful divine lights, a fairy style with birds singing and flowers singing, and beautiful mountains and rivers.

In the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles, various colors of light flashed by, and they were all immortal gates that came to participate in the Hundred Meridian Conference.

From a distance, it does have the temperament of thousands of immortals coming to pay tribute, which makes the many disciples of Zizai Palace feel even more depressed.

Tang Xian led everyone into the valley entrance and was soon greeted by the waiter and came to a square.

I saw people coming and going on the square, with jade tables and stools everywhere, and the tables were filled with delicious delicacies.

Looking at the rare god-level powerhouses everywhere, and even the most outstanding figures above the sixth level of the god-level can be seen all the time. Many disciples of Zizai Palace were gasping for breath, and they felt that the person of the Feixian Sect Zhaixing was becoming more and more unfathomable.

However, not long after Tang Xian entered the venue, he saw Elder Di walking towards a young man in white. He looked bad-looking, but a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.

Tang Xian looked at the two people in front of him and frowned: "Elder Di."

"Tang Xian, you are here just in time. This is the true master of the Cave Xu Zhenjun of Feixian Sect. After the Hundred Meridians Conference, he will be responsible for contacting my Zizai Palace. You can get to know each other well." Elder Di said while sending a message: "Tang Xian, after the Hundred Meridians Conference, all sects in the world will be managed by the four Zhenjuns of the Feixian Sect. From now on, he will be your immediate boss. Don't be fooled again, and you will implicate the entire Zizai Palace."

The Feixian Sect regards people above Zhaixing as the most respected ones, and below are the four true kings, all of whom are powerful people at the eighth level of the god level, and each one is a legendary figure in the upper realm immortal sect.

Seeing Elder Di's smug look, Tang Xian smiled coldly and responded: "Do you think you can get the place back by finding a backer? Childish."

After saying that, he didn't even look at the Lord Dongxu and left. After all, in Tang Xian's eyes, with the arrival of Fang Xingjian, the entire Feixian Sect's warriors were dead, so what else can I say?

Looking at Tang Xian leaving, Zhenjun Dongxu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed.

Elder Di, who was standing aside, was secretly happy, but said, "Tang Xian has been disrespectful since he entered the school. Now that he has attained the eighth level of the god level, he is even more arrogant and arrogant. I am afraid that it will be detrimental to the conference today."

Zhenjun Dongxu smiled gently, and his eyes swept over Elder Di beside him, making the elder's heart tremble.

"When I come to my Feixian Sect, I have to lie on my tiger and I have to trample it on my dragon. It's not his turn to be arrogant. But what does this Tang Xian mean? I will check it myself. If someone wants to use me as a gun..."

"I don't dare." Elder Di said immediately.

Tang Xian and others on the other side took a few steps, but met Gong Yuyan and others from the Baichuan Sect.

Gong Yuyan looked at Tang Xian and immediately bowed: "I have met senior."

The matter about Tang Xian’s return and attaining the eighth level of the god level has also led the Zizai Palace again, but it has spread throughout the upper realm, so Gong Yuyan has naturally known it.

As soon as she saw Tang Xian, she sent a message: "Senior Tang, the four true lords will officially command all sects in the world after the conference. If the Feixian Sect and Master Zhaixing personally endorse the letter, I am afraid that no one in the world can object, and it is already the general trend.

For the True Lords, it is better not to offend them."

Tang Xian smiled slightly: "It's okay, they can't do anything to me."

"Oh?" Gong Yuyan looked at Tang Xian's confident look, but was slightly surprised, and a trace of light flowed out of the other person's eyes.

On this side, Tang Xian communicated with warriors from various sects, while on the other side, Fang Xingjian quietly came to a corner of the venue, in front of a young man.

The boy looked like he was young last year, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes. He sat in the corner, watching the changing scene, and had a posture of seeing through the world.

He looked at Fang Xingjian who walked in front of him and said, "We know each other?"

"Of course I know." The other party did not recognize him, but Fang Xingjian saw the boy's heels through high-dimensional vision.

I heard Fang Xingjian say, "Second Prince, it's been a long time since I saw you."
Chapter completed!