"The person behind the scenes should be his personal disciple, what is his strength?" a young man asked curiously.
"I don't know, the last time I went to Lingji Realm was more than two hundred years ago. I just met the Heavenly King Commander by chance. His disciple should be young and had not been born at that time.
How could you know so much?" said the sect leader shook his head.
"Although I don't know his identity and strength, since he can be accepted into the disciples by the Heavenly Killer, I'm afraid he is far from being a very good person, regardless of qualifications, his character is very similar. Shen Yuxuan and others have good strength, but if they meet him, they may not get any benefits.
Ah." A sect leader next to him said worriedly.
"Could Chengyun Valley fall into the hands of outsiders like this?" Another sect leader also said with a worried look on his face.
The five great kings of Xuanji Domain gathered in Chengyun Valley, of course not to drink and reminisce about the past, but to compete for the ownership of Chengyun Valley. However, no matter how they fought, the meat was always rotten in the pot, and no one wanted to let outsiders take it.
It's cheap.
However, with the emergence of Nie Shitian, things have been out of control of the five great kings of Xuanji Domain. The meat is not something they can rot in the pot if they want it. Not only the masters of the Holy Sect below the stage
Even the envoys on the stage became much more serious.
Although the young disciples of each sect did not ask the answer, they could only look at the serious and solemn expressions on the faces of the sect leader and the lords, and could also guess Nie Shitian's terror. Then they looked at the young man covered in black scarf.
I was worried and I didn't dare to ask anything more. The atmosphere in the venue became depressed.
Gu Fenghua ignored Nie Shitian and looked at the masked man in confusion. The more he looked at the back, the more familiar he felt, the more he saw it. Where had he seen it?
It seemed as if he felt Gu Fenghua's gaze, the man suddenly turned his head. Four gazes, like sharp swords, intersected in the air. Gu Fenghua felt the unforgettable hatred again, and the other party's eyes also turned blood red, as if there was
The blazing fire burned.
Fire! Gu Fenghua suddenly thought of something.
"Is it him?" Subconsciously, Gu Fenghua blurted out.
"What he, Fenghua, what are you talking about?" Luo Enen asked in confusion without hearing what she was talking about.
"It's nothing, I suddenly thought about it.asxs. things." Gu Fenghua shook his head and said.
A twisted and ferocious face appeared in my mind. Even though several years have passed, when I think of it again, I still remember it freshly.
However, wasn’t he supposed to have turned into ashes and died without a burial place? How could he survive until now? How could he come to Wuji Shengtian and join Nie Shitian’s disciple? It’s impossible, impossible!
"Let's go up too." Just as Gu Fenghua was thinking secretly, Luo Enen spoke again.
He raised his head and found that the masked man had already climbed up to the platform with Nie Shitian and stood straight behind him.
Shi Yanying and Shang Kangran and others who were lined up behind were walking towards the stage. Although Chengyun Jun was not there, the three major sword sects would not give up Chengyun Valley because of this, and sent their disciples to participate in the competition.
It doesn't make people feel strange.
However, when Gu Fenghua and others appeared, a burst of shock came from the crowd.
"Who are they? They are so bold, how dare they make the idea of taking advantage of Yungu?" a young disciple said in surprise.