The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

"Yeah! Sure enough, it's a white-eyed wolf, and I don't know any good people. What kind of onion do I count? My big onion is about to weigh how many pounds do you dare to play in front of me!

With raised eyebrows, the guy slammed the fan and opened it again. While talking on the mouth, he gently came towards Xiao Kefan.

The mountains and rivers on the fan moved. The paper fan actually gave people the feeling of exploding mountains. I didn’t think it was real. The power and breath that came from the face seemed to be like the innumerable tens of thousands of hectares. Ye Chen and Xiao Ke felt at the same time.

"Oh!"

Xiao Ke's throat wriggled, and a dull to extreme low roar came out, and at the same time a whole body burst out with a calm momentum, and he took the thick one.

Fan Shan's eyes jumped, he was very surprised, this kid was just a heavenly realm, he could hardly resist his seemingly understatement, but actually a very malicious one. With past experience, even if it is a monk of heavenly perfection He will also suffer a dark wound when he takes it, but he obviously feels that Xiao Ke does not have any less hair, let alone clean up Ye Chen.

He was wondering how much information Miss Seven gave him. What kind of ordinary immortals are there, they are completely comparable to the two in the fairyland.

"Oh, I can't see it, but I can't help it! Take another one and try."

The average person may find an excuse to leave after a temptation, but who is he?He is a face-saving person, and he has never seen the deacon in the fairyland outside the eyes, not to mention the people who have been found by the unmissable people, where they will be so easily recognized.

Immortal power surged, the landscape on the fan changed again, and the elegant sketch became a combination of heavy oil painting and traditional Chinese painting. The majestic mountains appeared and went away, and the stormy rivers suddenly appeared hidden After the mountain, the power that burst out of the fan was extremely soaring. This is the power of thousands of mountains and rivers. This is the power of combining heaven and earth.

"hiss!"

Even Zhijiang, a fairyland traveler, could not help but step back a few big steps to avoid the edge.

"Ye Chen! Shoot together!"

Xiao Ke's bun with a sudden increase in pressure no longer knew when the pressure could burst, such as the dark hair of the waterfall being shaken by the oncoming hurricane, and the clothes shouted violently.

Ye Chen needed him to remind him that the fairy had already mentioned it and cut it diagonally to resolve this tremendous force.

He had long known that the guy in front of him came to trouble him. The force of the rivers and rivers that had come out of anger never ignored him. It was just that he used a strong physical body to resist, and there was Xiao Ke deliberately. That's why it's so inconspicuous.

In the distance, Miss Qi opened her eyes early and looked at this side. She found that the surging mountains and rivers were rushing towards Ye Chen and the male fairy beside him. She also found that Ye Chen’s gas was coming out. The powerful fist of the virtual shadow obliquely meets the extraordinary of these mountains and rivers.

She knew this time why his brother Bi Rong who had always regarded himself as self-respected would value Ye Chen so much.

It was so powerful that she couldn't believe it.

Fan Shan’s cultivation practice can easily crush the fairyland, but he couldn’t help him.

This is not to say that Fan Shan has no way to get Ye Chen in a head-to-head confrontation, but that she can't let him do it now, especially this time.

At the moment, they can only choose a more secret way to make Ye Chen look good, where they know that the plan they had whispered for a long time was shattered so easily.

She hurried to Fan Shan, and at this point, she was afraid that the impulsive guy would do irreparable things to make her smile, compared to being punished at the father’s Wanxian Conference, in Ye Chen’s hands That little loss is nothing.

"Humph! The two little angels are truly extraordinary! See you later."

The folding fan piled up again, the power of the surging mountains and rivers disappeared, and Fan Shan turned away uncomfortably.

A pair of old eyes in Nanwang were lighted again, this time not by Ye Chen’s performance, but by Xiao Ke’s unexpected harvest, he said courageously: “Unexpectedly, Xiaodaoyou is also so powerful , But Nan looked away."

This is an affirmation of Xiao Ke's ability.

"I am over-flattered!"

Xiao Ke quickly hugged his fist.

"Xiao Ke, isn't it! Are you really willing to be a follower of some people?"

Zhi Jiang also said in his eyes.

"Senior Zhijiang don't play tricks. My relationship with some people is not what you think. Our relationship is good."

When he said this, he threw a look that everyone understood, of course, several female fairies with strange eyes also understood, and Zhijiang didn't say anything. She knew that she could not shake the two with two words. Friendship, all will be closed in time.

All this seems plain, but it has not concealed the attention of interested people.

Several monks who were also recruited by the Seven Misses inevitably paid more attention to them. Several of them also met for a while.

"Crow, what do you see?"

Someone is asking questions on purpose.

"What can I see? I saw that Fanshan's reckless guy was forced to come back abruptly in order to please Miss Seven."

Of course, if someone asks, someone will answer.

"Are you mistaken, it is really just two gods! When will the outside world conceive such a powerful character? Is that rumor true?"

When someone answers, someone questions it.

"The rumor is really not true, I don't know, but those two guys did take over Fanshan's two mountain attacks."

When there is doubt, there is an explanation, although this explanation is no different from no explanation.

"You didn't hear it, Miss Seven said that this is Bi Rong's fancy, shouldn't he have such strength?"

Of course, some people also affirmed Ye Chen’s extraordinaryness, and no one provokes them any more because of their extraordinaryness.

"Ah! Alas! The afterlife is awesome! It seems that we can't keep the old shrinkage here, it's time to go out and walk around, maybe it can improve some strength."

It's inevitable that a group of people gather together with emotion.

But all this did not escape the eyes of Bi Rong, who was like a leader in the front of the team. He tasted wine, listened to Xianle, and looked high, as if thinking about something.

"To say that in the past, the Master only mastered the geographical position, then now the Master may have mastered the time. Maybe it is time for us to see the sun again. This Wanxian Conference may be the turning point of our Nanshan line."

He is in a different position. To say that Jin Cong is the force of the law enforcement team and the imperial guards trained by the master, then he is the left arm and right arm of Nanshan, who can rely on him. The power has expanded to infinity, but he has trained many talented people, and there are many powerful guys.

And another person who is on the same level as him is more difficult to deal with than that, but it always exists like a shadow. Even he has never seen the real face of the other side now, nor know if the other side is beside him. Penetrated through the power, dropped the dark son.

Many years ago, his master had a long conversation with him, and he still remembers the content of the long conversation. To sum up, he was asked to make up for the harmony between the right people and the people.

He is not sure if what he has done over the years is good enough, he only knows that he has been working in that direction.

His heart really does not agree that there can be someone in the world of practice and this, but the Master is asking him to work in that direction, and he can only try to do it.

He believes that Master is not doing too well in this regard. Take the three major disciples, Bi Xin is the alien who hardly contacts them. He can not let go of it. He has to repair Jin Cong many times. Someone came out to make trouble just when there were some results. He knew clearly that the troublemakers were the people around the master, his old men, and the confidants in his heart.

Therefore, he has been very confused, not knowing what to do in order to satisfy the master.

He suspected more than once that he was different from the people whom the Master understood, but he was only bored in his heart and dared not mention it to anyone.

The venue of the Wanxian Conference finally arrived. There was not much rehearsal. The vast majority of leaders were the inherent team of Master Nanshan. Even the venue was a bit too concise.

This is a building like a round stadium in the earth age. The tone of the whole building is earthy yellow. The difference is that the person in the center is not at the lowest end, but is suspended, which is higher than all surrounding positions. Some, it seems a bit high.

Of course, the people on this suspended platform are relatively special, and even Bi Rong and Jin Cong have no place on them.

There are a total of 18 positions on the high platform. The main position is now covered by a screen. The pattern on the screen is very clear. It is a khaki hill. The hill looks very lonely, without vegetation, and no living things.

Ye Chen keenly felt that there should be nothing behind the screen, at least he didn't sense the slightest strong breath.

There are already some people in the other 17 positions. Among them, there are a group of women who are very eye-catching, and a group of women who wear black and white patterns.

These female nuns are all cold, and the Baiyue pattern seems to represent their cultivation level. The most in the fairyland, there are probably dozens of them. They are all black robes in the Xuanyue, followed by the fairyland, about seven or eight people. , Are all half-moon black robes, the first three are full moon patterns, can not tell who is the master in the end.

Adjacent to them, there are two pairs of men who are all men. The number is too small. There are only a few three or five people on each side. They are all wrapped in black and even covered with black face towels. One side is that everyone is wearing bright yellow clothes. Although this color makes people feel warm, but they can't see the faces of these people, but the middleman's yellow is slightly more prominent, brighter and more yellow, one See is the leader of a group of people.

There are subtle fluctuations in the fairy power between the three groups of people. According to Ye Chen, these people are communicating with each other in private.

The people who came with Ye Chen were arranged at the half-middle waist of the venue, and more people were arranged below their positions. It can be said that none of the heavenly cents who entered through the channel of foreign deacon were higher than The upper part of their group of people with a broader view was occupied by Bi Rong and Miss Qi and the Fanshan sons who had found Ye Chen in trouble.

Ye Chen couldn't help but sneer. It seems that there is a respect for strength. No matter where the Immortal Cultivation Realm is, there are three, six, nine and so on.

And the place that almost looked at them was the site of all the subordinates of Jin Cong who arrived earlier than them. There was still a banner, and the military was still in good shape. Jin Cong was sitting at the highest position opposite.

The atmosphere seemed a bit depressed. Bi Rong's orchestra stopped playing long ago. I don't know where they were scattered. The needle fell on the venue.

Suddenly, there were sounds of water, some sounds like the early days of the Tianhe River before the summer rainstorm on the earth. The first sounds were chaotic and turbulent, but the soft sounds were very soft and calming.

There weren't many people here, only a few three, like a woman like water, and their figure was even accompanied by water waves.

"But the youngest disciple under Shuishui's seat, Sister Wu Wuhen?"

Bi Rong's elegant voice came into everyone's ears.

"Brother Birong, how did you master go there?"

The female voice is a little rejoicing, very gentle, and gives the feeling of warm water blowing across the face.

"Sister Shen Yan said, the master here has always been Master Master Nanshan! Brother is not greeting well, sister don't be surprised."

Bi Rong's voice is still elegant.

"Hahaha, Bi Rong, you are too contradictory. Since you dare not be the owner here, you have to say hello. Isn't Bi Rong, one of the three disciples under the Nanshan seat, still the master here? ?"

Someone in the group of men who were dark all ridiculed loudly.

"The messenger of Lord Dark Night misunderstood! It's the people of Birong who are not so blessed to dare to call themselves masters."

Bi Rong's explanation is not convincing.

"Huh! It seems that Master Nanshan, who has mastered most of the world, is no exception. Not only does he want to convene the Wanxian Conference, but he still refuses to show up on the shelf and does not allow his disciples to pick up the guests in vain. Is the hospitality of the world after the great changes?"

The messenger of the dark night man seemed to be very uncomfortable shouting loudly, but no one dared treat him, although many people clenched their fists.

For example, Jin Cong, who had been sitting behind the military flag for a while, was one of them, but he almost grabbed a large golden gun beside him and threw it.

Miss Qi had frowned for a long time, she was very unhappy, and the fan Shanzi who fanned her next to her said warmly: "Miss Seven, don’t worry about these little things. To deal with it, every teacher must have some disciples. To be honest, I thought they would not send messengers to come. If they come, don’t care what they say."

"Well, what you said makes sense. I heard that in order to belong to the rest of the world, we did a few hard fights with them. I wonder if Brother Fanshan has dealt with this person?"

At the time of the war, Miss Qi should not have been born. Of course, it was impossible to participate in the battle at that time. Even if she had a cultivation behavior, it was impossible for her to participate. The identity was so natural, so she was more curious.