"This is really like your style," the God Emperor said from the side.
Xu Zimo shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go, the banquet is probably busy now!"
The two of them left the inner courtyard of Lan Mansion and returned to the banquet.
At this moment, the entire banquet seemed to be singing and dancing, making it a lively and joyful scene.
Xu Zimo shook his head with emotion. What is the devil's way and what is the right way in this so-called demon-slaying conference?
The so-called right path must be justice.
He raised his glass and watched this huge event come to an end without saying anything else.
In the afternoon, the banquet was disbanded, and people from all major forces were arranged into the rooms that had been prepared.
These rows of wing rooms are well-proportioned and surrounded by a very large courtyard.
The courtyard is also decorated with rockeries, flowing water, tall trees and colorful flowers, making it very elegant and quiet.
Because Sky Blue City was built just after the Great War, there really isn't much to see in the city.
People from several major forces simply chatted and discussed things in the courtyard. Some were playing chess under the trees, while others were sipping tea in the pavilion.
A group of juniors were also in the courtyard talking about interesting things about each other's sects.
Xu Zimo found a chair and did not mingle with others. He lay on the chair alone and closed his eyes to rest.
"Brother Fenghe, I heard that your cauldron-making skills in the Cauldron King Valley are famous throughout the Kyushu Region, how about we compete with each other?"
Among the juniors, a young man in yellow clothes was facing the front, and a young man in black robes said with a smile.
The young man named Wang Fenghe smiled, shook his head and said: "Brother Yiming, you are trying to kill me. Who doesn't know that your Ten Thousand Immortals Sect's method of capturing immortals spans half of the Immortal Cloud Territory? There is no need to compare."
, just admit defeat now.”
Hearing Wang Fenghe's words, Yue Yiming seemed a little dissatisfied.
He hummed softly: "Brother Fenghe, what you said is wrong.
We, the cultivators, are inherently blessed by nature, and we have endless fun competing with heaven and earth.
In the future, the path of the Great Emperor will be filled with corpses and bones, so how can we retreat without a fight?"
Seeing Yue Yiming's aggressive attitude, other young people around him also became interested.
They were talking in low voices and watching the fun.
"This Yue Yiming seems to be targeting Wang Fenghe."
Some people who knew the truth also whispered back.
"Don't you know, during the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Sects that year, Yue Yiming's pursuit of his own saint was rejected, but the saint fell in love with Wang Fenghe."
"It's love that breeds hatred again!"
"It's better to hate because of love," the man sighed.
"The main reason is that Wang Fenghe is devoted to Taoism and doesn't care about the affairs of men and women at all.
In the end, after waiting for decades, the saint finally saw through the mortal world and set foot in the Red Dust Palace, one of the ten most forbidden places, and never came out again.
Yue Yiming also held a grudge against Wang Fenghe."
………
After hearing Yue Yiming's words, Wang Fenghe smiled calmly.
He said: "I only seek the truth. As for the fight for the creation of heaven and earth, if you want this destiny, you can take it if you have the ability."
Yue Yiming snorted coldly, and grabbed Wang Fenghe directly with his hands like claws.
Seeing such a scene, Wang Fenghe gave a bitter smile and stepped back suddenly.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Yiming forced me to fight like this, which is considered an inferiority."
"Stop talking nonsense, we'll talk after you beat me," Yue Yiming said in a bad tone.
His hands were like sharp claws, with wisps of blue aura permeating his hands.
Every time he attacks, his hands can tear apart the void, full of power.
Seeing Yue Yiming coming towards him, Wang Fenghe shook his head slightly.
He made a move with his right hand and said softly: "Great Yong Cauldron."
Hearing a "buzz" sound, an ancient green bronze tripod landed in front of him.
This bronze tripod carried an ancient aura, as if it had rolled in from the long river of time, ravaged the space, and landed in front of Wang Fenghe.
The moment Yue Yiming grabbed the bronze tripod with his claws, a "bang bang bang" sound sounded from it.
I saw layers of fluctuations in the copper tripod, directly knocking Yue Yiming back.
Yue Yiming steadied his body, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Fenghe, and said coldly: "I heard that your Ding Wang Valley is the heirloom home of Ding.
When the Nine Cauldrons come out, the world will be settled. Let me teach you today."
"Brother Yiming, I have given in three times. If you still insist on having your own way, don't blame me for being rude."
Wang Fenghe narrowed his eyes slightly and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Why do you have to pretend to be a good person? Just fight," Yue Yiming sneered.
Then he was seen rising into the air, arms spread wide, and his body floating in mid-air.
The mighty Forbidden Immortal Qi slowly rose after itself, and half of the space was covered by his Immortal Qi.
The cold wind blew slowly, causing the clothes to flutter, and the yellow clothes rippled with the breeze.
At this time, in the huge inner courtyard, under the Demon Tree, the prosperous black branches and leaves faced the moon in the distance.
Two old men were playing chess leisurely under the tree.
One is in green clothes and the other is in yellow clothes.
"These juniors are really not reassuring," the old man in yellow sighed.
"It's okay, let them handle the younger generation's business," the old man in green shook his head and said with a smile.
"This sky will never collapse."
……………
He looked at Yue Yiming with all his firepower, as if he was ready to fight to the death with himself.
Wang Fenghe's face gradually turned cold.
The Great Yong Cauldron stood in front of him, and he heard another cold snort.
"The Great Yanding is coming, the Great Qingding is coming, the Great Yuding is coming."
After shouting three times in a row, three more bronze tripods appeared in front of Wang Fenghe with a simple aura.
A total of four ancient tripods were connected together, as if they were integrated into one body, floating around in the void, and the surrounding space began to distort.
"It is said that the method of the Nine Cauldrons in the Cauldron King Valley is unparalleled in the world. I didn't expect that Wang Fenghe could already condense the Four Cauldrons at such a young age."
"Yue Yiming is not simple, his method of capturing immortals also has some fire skills.
In addition, the Immortal Sect of Ten Thousand Immortals is famous far and wide, so there may be some fighting between the two of them."
The two men were so powerful that the space around them was torn apart. Seeing this, the people around them quickly retreated a distance.
When Yue Yiming's immortal energy with both fists collided with the four-legged ancient tripod, a sharp sound sounded from it.
The vibration is so severe that the eardrums are almost about to burst.
A "rumbling" explosion sounded, and the endless space around him was collapsing.
"No way, they are risking their lives," someone exclaimed.
I thought it was just a discussion, but I didn't expect it to be so serious.
"Forbidden Immortal Fist."
"The four tripods hold the sky."
The two men's attacks almost continued together, and countless waves of wind and waves surged around.
"Really? It's so noisy that you can't even have a good night's sleep."
Xu Zimo, who was thinking with his eyes closed next to him, opened his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.
With just such a cold snort and a "boom", the four ancient tripods in front of Wang Fenghe were all shattered.
