The visitor looked at Wuji Aotian and cursed: "If I hadn't given you the Nine-layer Spiritual Pagoda, would you have achieved this level of achievement now? From now on, you will be my successor in Yu Chengfeng, disciple, do you understand?
"
Upon hearing this, Wuji Aotian's face turned bitter and he looked at Jian Fengxian eagerly.
"Okay, Yu Chengfeng, why do you have to tease him? I see you've been living a cool life recently!"
"I'm not as cool as you, Jian Fengxian, why are you calling us this time? It's nothing important, so don't call us!" Yu Chengfeng chuckled and walked to the end stone platform on the left.
Sit down quietly.
"Yu Chengfeng, you are the only one who talks a lot of nonsense. Your voice has been heard from all the way!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside the gate.
A figure, tall and majestic, with gray hair, but full of energy, and a pair of eyes that give people a sense of sharp light.
"Wang Yufeng, you are a bad old man. You are still alive and occupy the position of the King of the Eight Hells. How many people are coveting it?"
Seeing the person coming, Yu Chengfeng smiled strangely.
"That's better than you Yu Chengfeng, do you want to make some gestures..."
"Come on, after we finish discussing the important matters, we will do two tricks!"
"no problem!"
The two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other as they talked to each other.
"Wang Yufeng..." Wuji Aotian always felt familiar when he heard this name, but for a moment, he couldn't think of where he had heard this name.
However, Yu Chengfeng, the Nine Hell King, is the famous Qianli Chengfeng in the extremely chaotic land. I'm afraid these Eight Hell Kings are even more complicated.
Wuji Aotian only knows at this moment that he has no place to speak now.
If Mu Yun were here at this moment, he would definitely recognize Wang Yufeng as the owner of the King of Pickup Shop in Sanji City.
"Okay, it's enough for you two to arrive!"
Jian Fengxian spoke at this moment.
After the words fell, Jian Fengxian waved his hand, and the buzzing sound continued.
In the main hall, figures suddenly appeared in the empty seats.
There are four figures in total, but they can only be seen as illusory, not real.
"Fourth Hell King, Fifth Hell King, Sixth Hell King, Seventh Hell King, long time no see!"
Jian Fengxian looked at the four figures, cupped his hands and smiled.
The King of the Seventh Prison raised his hands and smiled and said: "Sword Fengxian, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still the same. I wonder who is more powerful in terms of your swordsmanship and the King of the Second Prison?"
"Lu Qingfeng is known as the Qingshan Sword Master. He studied under Senior Mie Tianyan. He is worse than his master. I am ashamed of myself!"
Jian Fengxian cupped his hands and smiled.
"That's not necessarily true. The title of Immortal Immortal with One Sword is not for nothing. You and Immortal King Muyun were close friends back then. The Immortal King Muyun that I know is very arrogant!"
The King of Six Prisons interjected: "The people who can become close friends with him are the top immortal kings in the world, the four guardians of the Yun League, the Holy Envoy of the Azure Dragon Hao Tengfei, the Holy Envoy of the White Tiger Zhong Hao, the Holy Envoy of the Suzaku Han Hui, and the Holy Envoy of Xuanwu Sun Yanzhou
, these four people were famously weird people in the chaotic land back then. They were much more terrifying than Lao Yutou. They were able to be subdued by Immortal King Muyun and their loyalty has not changed for thousands of years. It is enough to see that Immortal King Muyun
What's so great about him is that you and he are close friends, so what's the difference?"
"King of the Six Prisons, you praise the sword and become an immortal, but you still don't forget to belittle me, right?" Yu Chengfeng snorted: "How can I be worse than those four holy poems? I think the intellectual disciple has a false reputation!"
"A false name?"
The King of Six Prisons laughed and said: "Yunmeng can still stand for ten thousand years without Mu Yun, one of the ten immortal kings. Meng Zimo, the number one alchemy immortal, has made a huge contribution. I don't deny it, but if it wasn't
These four holy envoys guard the four sides of the Yun League. I am afraid that the Zhao family and the Jiuyuan Immortal Sect in the Zhao and Jiu Yuan domains will have already swallowed up the big cake of the Yun League!"
The Immortal World is vast and Hell is vast. Back then, the Yun League was a barren land, but Mu Yun led a group of people to forcibly open up the tenth domain, the Cloud Domain. This method made him one of the top ten Immortal Kings, and he deserved it.
"I see that you are very interested in Mu Yun. He has been dead for ten thousand years. The current Yun Alliance can barely support it. I'm afraid it will fall apart soon!"
The voices of the Four Hell Kings are hoarse and deep.
The scene was a little awkward for a while.
"What if Immortal King Muyun is not dead?"
Jian Fengxian suddenly said at this moment: "What if he is still alive in another identity?"
As soon as Jian Fengxian said these words, a cold wind suddenly blew through the hall.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, everyone was stunned.
Jian Fengxian’s words seem to have some meaning?
In fact, they are all people conquered by the sect master. The sect master brings them together. They don't know what they do, but they only know that they only need to understand one thing.
That is the order of the sect master and must not be disobeyed!
"It's time for him to come!" Jian Fengxian didn't say much and looked outside the hall.
Suddenly, everyone's breathing became unnatural.
Of course everyone knows who he is!
A figure stepped forward slowly, wearing a green shirt, cloth boots, and a green belt around his waist. He crossed his arms in front of him, holding a long sword in his arms, and walked in step by step.
The footsteps were silent, but the person in front of me gave people an invisible pressure.
"Brother Lu!"
Seeing the person coming, Jian Fengxian cupped his hands and smiled.
"Is everyone here?"
Lu Qingfeng spoke calmly.
If anyone in this world knew that Lu Qingfeng, the great disciple of Mie Tianyan, who was once revered as the sword god of the generation, was actually the second prison king of the Biluo Huangquan Sect, their eyes would be shocked.
"Um!"
Jian Fengxian nodded and sat down.
Lu Qingfeng also walked to the first place on the right side, and Shi Shiran sat down.
Wuji Aotian was standing behind Jian Fengxian at the moment. It was neither possible to move nor not to move. Standing where he was, it was as if he was in a frying pan.
He now desperately hopes that Yu Chengfeng will scold him - get out!
He scolded him to go away and left the hall immediately, feeling relieved.
Now these big guys are here, having a formal meeting, and he is standing here like a fly...
"Today, the two guardians are here. Please remember to relax and don't talk nonsense!" Lu Qingfeng said calmly.
This sentence was spoken lightly, but it seemed like an order, causing several big shots present to sit upright.
Wuji Aotian clearly saw that the four prison kings were adjusting their sleeves, and even Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng were sitting down.
He knew that he could not clearly see the figures of the four Prison Kings. One reason was that the real bodies of the four Prison Kings were not here, and the other reason was that his strength was too low to see clearly.
But these big guys can see each other clearly.
For such an important meeting, these four prison kings are not here. I am afraid that these four are definitely the top immortal kings that he did not expect. They may be high-level officials from other realms, or they may be arranged in their proper positions...
For a moment, Wuji Aotian had many thoughts in his mind.
"Oh, right!"
Lu Qingfeng sat down, looked at a few people, and said indifferently: "There is one thing I need to tell you. The Immortal King Muyun from ten thousand years ago did not die, but his soul was reincarnated and became Muyun today.
This is the boy you have been paying attention to before, and... he is the young master of our Biluo Huangquan Sect!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder.
It's not just thunder, it's simply the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!
The prison kings were okay and were not very rude, but Wuji Aotian sat down on the ground with a thud, holding the Sword Fengxian's seat with both hands. He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up!
Immortal King Muyun is that boy. Isn’t that boy Muyun?
Mu Yun... Immortal King...
Immortal King...Muyun...
Wuji Aotian couldn't help but think back to the first time he saw Mu Yun and the last time he saw Mu Yun.
For quite a while, he felt as if his heart was about to burst.
"Fortunately...fortunately I didn't offend you, Mu Yun, no, but fortunately I found my way back and protected you..." Wuji Aotian was covered in cold sweat and his clothes were wet.
At this moment, in the main hall, several prison kings remained silent.
They knew that their sect leader's power was indescribable.
To describe it, there is only one word - God!
They are so amazing that they, the top immortal kings, feel that the top ten immortal kings in the immortal world are just a joke.
God is so great that no matter how others persecute them, they dare not rebel!
Mu Yun in this life was an Immortal King in his previous life, and he was also the young sect leader.
This news was really amazing to them.
Jian Fengxian looked at Lu Qingfeng and wanted to speak, but finally held back.
Originally, no one except him, Lu Qingfeng, Bi Zhongtian and Bi Qingyu knew about this news. Now that Lu Qingfeng has spoken out, I'm afraid he has a point.
"I will say what I should say later, and I won't say what I shouldn't say. I hope you can understand!" Lu Qingfeng's voice was still neither salty nor bland, as if there had never been any change.
At this moment, outside the main hall, two figures came together.
These two people were dressed simply and looked dignified, without any sense of splendor or domineering aura.
However, looking at the two of them, Wuji Aotian was completely dumbfounded.
"Qiu Chiyan!"
"Ren just now!"
Are the two of them the protectors that Lu Qingfeng talks about?
These two people were Mu Qingyu's personal protectors back then. Could it be that... the leader of Biluo Huangquan Sect is Mu Qingyu?
That Mu Yun is really the young sect master!
Wuji Aotian felt like his head was in a state of mush.
Mu Yun, Young Sect Master...
His father is the sect leader, the sect leader of Biluo Huangquan Sect.
He is the reincarnation of the Immortal King from his previous life!
Mu Qingyu, why didn't he just take his son to the immortal world directly? Why don't he just feed him the elixir and elixir and become an immortal in one fell swoop?
Wuji Aotian felt that his entire mind was going into chaos.
The eight prison kings present all stood up at this moment, including Lu Qingfeng, who also stood up and bowed.
"Everyone, sit down!"
Ren Gang and Qiu Chiyan stepped forward and stood at the front, one on the left and one on the right, with their hands behind their backs.
Ren Gang looked just like an ordinary person at this moment, with no fluctuation of immortal energy or any flow of power in his body.
The same is true for Qiu Chiyan.
But Wuji Aotian is not stupid. He knows that the eight prison kings in this game are all top immortal kings. He is willing to worship these two people. How can these two people be simple goods?