God kills

A mansion appeared in front of everyone, the mansion was very large, and I am afraid it could accommodate a thousand people at the same time.

"Who?" said a young man standing in the doorway, shouting at the crowd.

"We are

from the Feng Clan!" Feng Jiu said lightly, the young man looked at the group, the ancestor of the Feng Clan, the goddess of the Feng Clan, obviously, the other party is undoubtedly from the Feng Clan.

"Let's go in!" said the boy, letting them go.

The others followed, not saying anything. One of the gatekeepers turned out to be a half-step immortal realm cultivator! Long Wuyuan was secretly surprised in his heart, and he was also worried about his next plan.

"Go in and follow me, meet the Yan family, try not to cause friction!" Feng Jiu instructed, for fear that he would miss a big thing because of a small loss.

"Also, beware of the young man at the door, there are very few masters in the half-step immortal realm in the entire secret realm, I basically know him, but he is not impressed at all. Feng Jiu said in a low voice, the other party was too young, and he didn't use any magic to maintain his face at all, because, even if you look younger, your eyes will reveal your age. The other party's eyes are very clear, not like they are disturbed by the world and become cloudy.

At the door of the mansion

!"Navy!You're here so early!"

Xingzhi, it's not too late for you to come!" At

the door, five people walked slowly, all wearing red brocade robes and embroidered with the word "Fang" on their chests. Three men and two women, all of whom are very young. The man is handsome, and the woman is as beautiful as a flower.

"Let's go, let's go in together. Fang Xingzhi smiled and walked into the mansion on the other party's shoulder.

In the past quarter of an hour

, intermittently people arrived at the door of the mansion, and roughly estimated, there were probably hundreds of people.

The lobby of the mansion

was filled with seventy-two tables and chairs, and the servants alone were hundreds, busy before and after.

Feng Jiu and the others were in the middle of the lobby by the right hand position, and coincidentally, the Yan family was sitting next to everyone.

Yan Shaojin stared at Jiujing Longchuan with an angry face, his hands and feet had recovered as before, after all, he only broke his bones, and he was not injured much.

Jiujing Longchuan didn't take the other party to heart, but stared curiously at the young man in front of Yan Shaoji.

Isn't

this the person who behaves Tanya, has a noble temperament, and his appearance is on par with Dan Xuanxi, and he is one of the most beautiful men.

Presumably, this person is the young master of the Yan family!

Everyone was sipping tea while waiting for something.

"It's coming!" someone in the crowd cheered, and today's protagonist finally arrived.

A pair of eyes looked out of the door, a demon boy wearing a golden dragon robe, walked into the lobby with a lofty spirit, arrogant like a big rooster.

"It's really pretending!" someone in the crowd commented, but the scene was too noisy and didn't attract much attention.

"Kujing! Now is not the time to be cheap. Feng Jiu looked at the other party with hatred on his face, and the other party just pouted indifferently.

"Silence! The young man came to the Eight Immortals chair in the center and sat down, and spoke loudly.

"Thank you for giving me someone a face! My name is Demon Wu Geng! I believe that after today, everyone will always remember this name. As he

spoke, a pattern appeared between his eyebrows, and a large phanther appeared behind it, a long knife, somewhat similar in shape to today's katana.

Suddenly, the discussion stopped. The eyes of the other party are also different, after all, the strong are worthy of awe. The other party did not rely on treacherous tricks to capture all the people outside the secret country.