Coming.

Lu Li's heart tightened and looked at the cave gate.

I saw Bai Jinfei leading a group of people and slowly floated over.

The leader is a middle-aged man of thirty-five or sixty. He has white faces like jade, elegant and handsome, wearing a blue garment, carrying a white sword, and his eyes are like stars, like a banished immortal from the sky descending to earth.

Beside him, an old man with purple faced a strong aura and was also the True Lord of the Nascent Soul.

Behind the two, there was a group of people.

Li Jing is among them.

Lu Li saw Li Jing at first glance.

The two of them had their eyes intersecting in the air, and they were silent.

"Junior Brother Li, congratulations."

At this moment, the middle-aged man in green bowed his hand and congratulated him casually.

"You don't have to be polite, please sit down."

The ghost demon real person squinted his eyes and waved his hand casually, but did not get up to greet him.

Only then did Lu Li realize that the true ghost demon was originally surnamed Li.

The middle-aged man in green in front of him should be Li Jing’s master and the True Lord of Huangquan!

Immediately afterwards, the purple-faced old man on the left of the True Lord Huangquan bowed and said, "Old Gui Li, I didn't expect that you actually practiced the Nascent Soul and had not been beaten to death yet! Congratulations!"

The hostility in the words is unconcealed.

"Flying Fox True Lord, you, a bitch who has no son and no grandson, is not dead, so I will naturally not die."

On the big white bone chair, the real ghost and demon replied coldly.

"you!"

When the old man with purple face heard this, his eyes suddenly glared and his face turned red.

But then, he snorted softly: "If you have time, I will learn about your Kunpeng magic skills!"

"Sit up anytime."

The ghost and demon real person looked indifferent, with a hint of disdain.

"snort!"

The old man with purple face flicked his sleeves, flashed his body, and sat in a position at the upper left.

The True Lord Huangquan also floated to his seat.

Li Jing and others were led by the maid and sat at the table beside them.

At the same time, the second senior sister began to sing: "The Lord Huangquan gave a low-grade magic weapon, the Lord Feihu gave a 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and the True Man of Blood Transformation gave a 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones, wishing Master endless blessings and longevity."

The sound fell and the whole place was silent.

The real ghost and demon face is very bad.

These three gifts, two words, are poor!

Is he missing a medium-grade spirit stone?

In addition, using magic weapons for qi refining, spiritual weapons for foundation building, magic weapons for golden elixirs, and spiritual treasures for Nascent Soul, are common sense.

A low-grade magic weapon used in the golden elixir is used as a gift?

Isn’t this looking down on others?

In a vague way, the ghost and demon real person had a cold face and a cold evil aura all over his body.

Lu Li, who was standing beside him, immediately felt it.

However, he looked at his nose, his nose, and his mouth, as if he was an ancient well, calm and motionless.

It's not the time for him to appear.

Soon, another guest came.

"The Great Demon King of the Sky is here!"

Accompanied by the platinum flying, a giant man, one meter tall, walked step by step, like the earth shaking and entering the hall.

Behind him was a Taoist boy in purple.

"Oh, Old Gui Li, you are not dead yet? Congratulations."

The giant man curled his lips and said hello, throwing out a piece of white jade full of energy.

The second senior sister Yaoyao continued to sing: "The Great Demon King of Zhentian gave him a top-grade spirit stone, wishing Master a lifetime."

The ghost demon's face darkened again.

A top-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for ten thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

This gift is not very good either.

"Sit down. Come on, change this big guy to a bigger stone bench." The ghost demon real man ordered with a dark face.

"yes."

The maid responded and began to change the stool.

Then, the Demon King of the Sky sat down next to the True Lord of the Yellow Springs, Feihu Zhenjun, and started chatting enthusiastically.

From time to time, deafening laughter came out.

The protagonist, who is completely the real ghost and demon, does not exist.

The atmosphere is extremely stiff.

“…”

The face of the ghost demon real person was so gloomy that water was almost dripping.

Lu Li watched from the side, embarrassing him.

It seems that the real ghost demon really has no friends in the Yinming Ghost Sect.

At this time, someone came again.

This time I came to a real person with Jindan.

As soon as I entered the door, I congratulated and gave gifts in a formal and polite manner.

It is a top-grade magic weapon.

Not bad.

Then, the real man Gui Demon began to chat with the real man.

The atmosphere wasn't that stiff.

Not long after, guests arrived one after another.

Most of them are real people in Jindan.

After giving the gift, these Jindans saw that something was wrong on the field and did not want to stand in the wrong team to offend people, so they simply made excuses to slip away.

In this way, after an hour, the sun was three o'clock.

It's almost noon.

There were about twenty people sitting in the middle of the hall, sitting sparsely, not at all.

Among them, there are three Yuanying True Lords who came from other demon sects.

The gifts given were extremely poor, and even a hundred medium-grade spirit stones were not worth it.

Obviously I'm here to step on the field and take a joke by the way.

Lu Li stood beside the ghost demon real person and sensed the evil aura emitted by the ghost demon real person. It was cold and cold, and it was almost condensed into substance.

In addition, he stood there for almost a morning and didn't even receive a gift.

The difference in popularity among ghosts and demons is fully reflected.

"Lu Li, whoever provokes me later will kill him directly!"

Suddenly, a sound of cold gritting teeth came into my ears.

Lu Li's heart tightened, his expression was solemn, and he bowed: "Disciple knows, please don't worry, Master."

"Hongye Zhenjun is here!"

At this moment, Bai Jinfei shouted loudly and led the two women to float up.

One is about thirty years old, wearing a blue robe, with a charm, and the other is in his 28th year, wearing a green robe, beautiful and beautiful.

It's that green lotus!

"Junior Brother Li, congratulations on your promotion to the Yuanying. This spiritual treasure, called the Soul-Devouring Stick, is a gift from me. I wish you to become a god as soon as possible."
To be continued...