The first thousand seven hundred and twenty-five chapters Yi people and Taoism!
Holy King Qingye said, "This is Yaochi. Naturally, I, Liu Qingye, will not make it difficult for you Heavenly Palace Masters. I think Holy King Tianhuo should be the same, right?"
Hearing this, Holy King Tianhuo said with a smile, "What Holy King Qingye said is absolutely true. How can there be a fight on the grand day of Yaochi Palace? Even if there is, it is something that happened in Yaochi. I don't know if Holy King Qingye
Does the king agree?"
"Of course I, Liu Qingye, will not object." Saint King Qingye said calmly. However, although these words were said calmly, everyone here knew that these two powerful Saint Kings were inviting a fight.
At first, the scene was unimaginable.
The eyes of the powerful men seemed a little solemn. A battle between the Holy Kings is rare, but once they fight, the outcome is difficult to predict. As the saying goes, the power of the Holy King is like the wrath of the saint, and heaven and earth must avoid it!
Seeing this, King Fentian sat down with a serious look on his face. As for Ye Han, he would not just let him continue to live.
However, Ye Han also has this idea. Regarding those who want to destroy his entire clan, Ye Han will not let him continue to live in this world!
"It seems that there will be an earth-shattering battle after we leave Yaochi!" Above the main hall, all the powerful men from all sides of the Tianshu Region thought this way.
The young man who followed Holy King Qingye was the trigger. He cut off the arm of the young master of Burning Sky Pavilion. Naturally, Burning Sky Pavilion would not just let go of such a big hatred, and Qingye
If the Holy King wants to protect that young man, he will definitely fight against the Holy King of Heavenly Fire!
However, just as these thoughts flashed through the minds of the powerful men in the hall, an impressive figure once again arrived outside the hall!
"The strong men of the Yi tribe in Tianxuan region come to congratulate you, a drop of the blood of the Golden Crow!" The voice of the master of ceremonies was slightly respectful. The Yi tribe, one of the twelve ancient tribes, is so powerful that it is unimaginable. It has been passed down for a long time.
One of the most powerful races of the human race, it has made great achievements in fighting against other races for thousands of years. Moreover, the Yi tribe's arrow formation is world-famous and can break through any defensive formation in the world.
The ancestor of the Yi tribe even shot nine Golden Crows. You must know that those were the ancient Golden Crows, second only to the Holy Beast Tribe!
"I didn't expect that the Yi tribe was actually invited by Yaochi Palace!" The powerful men in the hall were secretly shocked. The powerful Yi tribe, one of the twelve ancient tribes, can be regarded as the top force among the top forces.
, such a race with ancient inheritance generally does not walk around the world at will.
At this moment, when they heard about the arrival of the powerful Yi clan, all the powerful people looked sideways. Who would be coming to congratulate the powerful Yi clan?
The four Heavenly Palace Masters stood up to greet them. The power of the Yi Clan was even greater than that of her Yaochi Palace. Although there were many speculations about the strength of the Yi Clan, except for a few people, no one knew what the power of the Yi Clan was.
How terrifying! Under the gaze of everyone, two people strolled outside the palace. They were a middle-aged man and a half-shirted young man. The young man was carrying a long bow with horns on his back. His body was very strong.
They are strong and strong, they walk neither slowly nor fast, their expressions are calm, they look straight ahead, their eyes
With natural smiles, their appearance attracted the attention of all the powerful people in the hall, and the entire hall was silent at this moment.
"That's the Yi flower of the Yi tribe!"
Suddenly, the voice of the Sword Saint King sounded, and he seemed a little surprised and shocked. Yi Hui from the Yi tribe was still their descendant, but at this moment, the middle-aged man with a natural smile in his eyes was already in the realm of the Saint King.
!
"Yi Hui!"
Hearing these two words, the eyes of the powerful men in the hall froze. Obviously, these two words must have left an extremely amazing mark in the history of the human race!
"As expected of the Yi tribe!" Saint King Qingye sighed with emotion.
"Friends from the Yi tribe are here to congratulate me. It is a great honor for me at Yaochi Palace!" At this moment, the four heavenly palace masters stopped in front of the strong Yi tribe. They could not treat the Yi tribe like they treated other top forces.
Hearing this, the strong man from the Yi tribe smiled and said, "Yaochi is very happy. Our Yi tribe has come a little late, so don't be surprised!"
"How dare you, my friends from the Yi tribe, please take a seat!"
Immediately, under the leadership of the four heavenly palace masters, the strong Saint King of the Yi tribe led the half-dressed young man to sit cross-legged in front of a table. However, the eyes of the strong men in the hall had not yet changed.
Leave on them.
Although the powerful Saint King of the Yi tribe is low-key, the name Yi Hui is absolutely famous. When he first entered the Immortal Realm, he killed a semi-Saint from hundreds of thousands of miles away with an arrow.
, thus becoming famous all over the world! At this moment, the half-strong young man who can follow Yi Hui is probably a powerful genius of the Yi tribe. Although the Yi tribe is a human race, they have never liked to walk in the world. Among the Yi tribe,
There is no way for the outside world to know how many powerful geniuses there are, even if Qianyelou wants to know how
The situation of the clan is probably a bit difficult!
However, just as the Yi tribe's powerful man was sitting down, a shocking voice sounded again outside the palace.
"Daoist Master Jiuli of the Dao Sect came to congratulate me and gave me a piece of Twelve Pure Jade Bamboo!"
Outside the hall, the voice of the master of ceremonies came, and they all sounded extremely respectful, because no one knew what the two words Daomen represented. It was one of the most ancient powers in the land of gods and demons.
respect!
Hearing these words, the eyes of the powerful men in the main hall were shocked, and they immediately stood up. The eyes that originally fell on the Yi Clan strong men were all looking outside the hall. The person who came was from a Taoist sect, with a high status.
There was no room for respect, even the powerful Saint King stood up one after another at this moment.
Including the strong man from the Yi tribe who just sat down, the same is true!
And the four heavenly palace masters once again strolled down from that high position, got up and went to greet them!
Immediately, under the gaze of everyone, I saw two Taoists who looked a bit immortal outside the hall. Their feet did not touch the ground, and they just floated over. The old man was an old Taoist priest, and there was a young Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest
His face is kind, his eyes seem to be able to penetrate all the mysteries of the world, and his aura seems to have jumped out of the world.
Beyond the Three Realms, not among the Five Elements!
The little Taoist priest, who is about ten years old and has a handsome face and a slightly shy face, follows behind the old Taoist priest like an obedient Taoist boy.
"Jiuli Zhenren!"
Seeing the old Taoist priest who floated over without touching the ground, the shock in the hearts of the strong men became even more intense. Master Jiu Li was a highly respected and powerful man with a high status and seniority in the Taoist sect of the Central God Realm!
"The Four Celestial Palaces of Yaochi welcome Jiuli Zhenren!" At this moment, when the powerful people in the hall were shocked, the masters of the four Celestial Palaces bowed slightly to the old Taoist priest who looked like an immortal, to show their respect.