The moment they heard these words, the expressions of all the gods of Daxia present changed at the same time.
Turbulent divine power surged out from them, and terrifying divine power descended. A pair of eyes glared at Andre in the center of the venue, as if there were flames burning in the eyes.
The Four Heavenly Emperors, Twelve Golden Immortals, and many powerful people present frowned, and even the Queen Mother of the West, who was sitting on the main seat, had her eyes turned cold.
"How can a mortal be so arrogant?"
"How dare you, such a ridiculous young Westerner, speak nonsense here?"
"Absurd! Ridiculous!"
"Ignorant rats should be punished by five thunders!"
"The Queen Mother, I am a poor Taoist, I am willing to kill this beast on my behalf!"
"Marshal Tianyou, I am willing to kill this beast on my behalf!"
"..."
Several grumpy Daxia gods stood up as soon as they slapped the table. They were about to say something, but they thought that this was the peach birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of the West. After hesitating for a moment, they slowly sat down and looked at the Queen Mother of the West in the center.
, seemed to be asking for her opinion.
In the Peach Festival, no matter what status the immortal is in, they are not allowed to take action without the consent of the Queen Mother of the West. This is the rule.
boom--!
An explosion sounded from beside Lin Qiye,
Yang Jian held the fragments of the jade plate tightly in his right hand, his eyes fixed on Andre in the venue, with murderous intent flashing in his cold eyes.
"Where does this bitch dare to be so arrogant?" Nezha suddenly stood up from his seat, stretched out his hand and made a move in the void, and a fiery red spear appeared in his hand, "Do you really think that I, Daxia Wu
people?!"
"Stop." Yang Jian shouted and stopped Nezha.
"Yang Jian, can you bear this?"
"This is the Peach Festival. You can't do it just because you want to. All you have to do is follow the instructions of the Queen Mother." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Lin Qiye.
"Moreover... he, like Lin Qiye, does not exist in this time and space. We are just silhouettes now. Even if we take action, we cannot cause harm to him."
Lin Qiye looked at the extremely arrogant Andre, his eyes getting colder and colder.
He knew that the reason Andre dared to do this was because he was determined to be in the space-time silhouette of Kunlun Xu, and the Great Xia God could not take action against him.
So far, the only ones who are suspected of having entities are the maids who entered the door, but they are not gods after all, and their cultivation level is not much different from Lin Qiye.
In Lin Qiye's eyes, Andre's current behavior was like a bitch teasing a tiger trapped in a cage. It was only relying on the power of the iron cage that he dared to mock and provoke... Looking at that arrogant
Lin Qiye's face made Lin Qiye feel murderous.
Lin Qiye knew in his heart that in this flat peach venue, the gods of Daxia must not take action. Once they take action, not only will they not be able to hurt Andre, but they will also damage their own morale.
He could already imagine what a disgusting face the other party would have when the gods of Great Xia took action in anger but were unable to do anything about Andre.
Even if he knew that what existed here was just a group of illusory silhouettes of the Great Xia gods, he would never accept it.
A hundred years ago, the gods of Great Xia had abandoned their cultivation for the sake of the sentient beings of Great Xia and fell into reincarnation. How could he just watch them be humiliated?
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and he slowly stood up from his seat.
"What do you want to do?" Yang Jian frowned when he saw him standing up.
"You can't take action." Lin Qiye said calmly, "I'm going to kill him."
"You are not mature enough."
"If it's not enough, we have to kill him." Lin Qiye stepped across the stone table and said calmly, "Some things...can't give in."
Hearing this sentence, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed and he was silent for a moment.
"How sure are you of winning against him?"
"If it were just me, it would be less than 20%, but..."
An undetectable flash of light flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.
He walked to the side of the venue, clasped his fists with both hands, saluted Queen Mother Xi who was sitting on the main seat of the venue, and spoke loudly:
"Mortal Lin Qiye is willing to kill this beast on behalf of the empress."
Amidst the calls for battle from the gods of Great Xia, Queen Mother Xi's eyes fell directly on Lin Qiye, and a smile flashed across her beautiful eyes.
"That's very good." She said slowly, "Lin Qiye, if you kill this beast for me, I will have my own reward."
Hearing these words, many Daxia gods present turned their heads to look at Lin Qiye at the back, with expressions of surprise.
When Lin Qiye entered the venue just now, the gods of Great Xia had already noticed him due to his special training. However, his level was really too low, not even as good as the arrogant Western Xiaoxiao at the venue. The gods were inevitably a little puzzled.
Why choose him to fight?
However, since the Queen Mother of the West had given the order, they had no objection and returned to their seats to sit down and calm down.
Seeing Queen Mother Xi's promise, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. Under the gaze of the gods of Great Xia, he walked to the center of the venue and stood opposite Andre.
"Is it you? Have you entered here too?" When Andre saw Lin Qiye, he was startled at first, and then said with a sneer, "Don't tell me, you want to stand up for these phantoms and challenge me here?"
Are you crazy?
It would be too stupid to play house with these old phantoms who have been dead for who knows how many years, and risk your own life."
"Who do you think you are?" Lin Qiye sneered, "You are just a clown who dares to jump around in front of phantoms... If you really stand in front of any of my gods in Great Xia, do you dare to say one more word?
?”
Andre's eyes turned cold.
"You are looking for death, and I will help you." Under Andre's feet, a huge eye of the earth opened instantly, with black and red colors reflecting on his face, and a murderous intent flashed in the eyes.
"Here... but no one can help you."
He stretched out his hand and shook it towards Lin Qiye in the distance!
Lin Qiye closed his eyes calmly.
…
The Asylum of the Gods.
Exciting battle music echoed in the courtyard.
Brachi stood outside the courtyard, wearing a fiery dark red Western-style dress. He held a harp in his hand and played it rapidly. His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was completely intoxicated by the battle music.
At the same time, two figures collided rapidly in the air, and surging divine power surged out.
At this moment, a palm gently placed on Brachi's shoulder. The latter was slightly startled and looked back.
A figure in a white coat was standing quietly behind him.
"Stop it, Brachi." Lin Qiye stared at the battlefield in the courtyard and spoke expressionlessly.
Brachi blinked and quickly stopped the music in his hands.
The battle music stopped suddenly. Sun Wukong and Jigme Garsh, who were fighting fiercely in the courtyard, frowned at the same time. As soon as their fists flew into the air, a white shadow suddenly came out and stood between them.
A pair of palms caught the fists of Sun Wukong and Jigme Garsh at the same time.
The wind of the fist roared, making the white coat rustle. Lin Qiye stood between the two and smiled apologetically at them.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your battle, but the situation is really urgent now..."
He turned his head and looked at Sun Wukong standing on one side, with a complicated look in his eyes.
He stretched out his hands to cup his fists and spoke in an extremely solemn tone:
"Lin Qiye, a citizen of Daxia, please ask the Monkey King Qitian to come out of seclusion."