Supreme God Emperor

"Boy, are you so afraid of me?"

The visitor looked at Wuji Aotian and cursed, "If I hadn't given you the Nine-fold Spirit Pagoda, would you have such achievements now? From now on, you will be my descendant of Yu Chengfeng, disciple, understand?" "

Hearing this, Wuji Aotian's face was bitter, and he looked at Jian Fengxian eagerly.

"Okay, Yu Chengfeng, why do you tease him, I think you have been living well these days!"

"I'm not cool without you, Jian Fengxian, what are you calling us to do this time? Nothing important, don't call us!" Yu Chengfeng laughed, walking to a stone platform at the end of the left position. Sit down quietly.

"Yu Chengfeng, as long as you talk nonsense, you can hear your voice all the way!"

At this moment, outside the gate, a voice suddenly sounded.

A figure, tall and majestic, with gray hair, but full of energy, and a pair of eyes, giving people a sense of sharp light.

"Wang Yufeng, you are a bad old man, you are still alive, occupying the position of the eighth prison king, how many people covet it?"

Seeing the person coming, Yu Chengfeng laughed strangely.

"That's stronger than you Yu Chengfeng, do you want to make gestures..."

"Come on, when we finish discussing major issues, we will have two tricks!"

"no problem!"

The two of you seem to be very familiar with each other.

"Wang Yufeng..." Hearing this name, Wuji Aotian always felt very familiar, but for a while, I just couldn't think of where I heard the name.

But the Nine Prison King Yu Chengfeng is the famous Qianli Chengfeng in the extremely chaotic land, and the eight prison kings are even more difficult.

Wuji Aotian only knows at this moment, and now he has no place to speak.

If Mu Yun was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize this Wang Yufeng, who was the owner of the shop where he was in Sanji City.

"Well, it will be enough when you two arrive!"

Jian Fengxian spoke at the moment.

After the words fell, Jian Fengxian waved his palm, and the buzzing sound continued.

In the hall, in the empty position, a group of figures suddenly appeared.

There are four figures in total, and you can only see the illusory appearance, not real.

"Four Prison Kings, Five Prison Kings, Six Prison Kings, and Seven Prison Kings, long time no see!"

Jian Fengxian looked at the four figures, folded his hands and smiled.

The Seven Prison Kings folded his hands and smiled and said, "Sword Seals the Immortal, you haven't seen it for many years. You are still the same. I don't know who your sword skills are better than the Second Prison King?"

"Lu Qingfeng is known as the Sword Saint of the Green Mountain, and he inherited from the predecessors of Tianyan. Qing is worse than blue because of blue. I am ashamed!"

Jian Fengxian folded his hands and smiled.

"That's not necessarily true. The title of the sword and the immortal sword and the immortal is not for nothing. You and the Muyun Immortal King were close friends back then. The Muyun Immortal King I know is very proud!"

The Six Prison King interrupted: "The one who can become a close friend with him is not the top immortal king in the world, the four guardians of the Yunmeng, the Azure Dragon Saint Envoy Hao Tengfei, the White Tiger Saint Envoy Zhong Hao, the Red Bird Saint Envoy Han Hui, and the Xuanwu Saint Envoy Sun Yanzhou , These four people were well-known weird people who were extremely chaotic back then. They were much more terrifying than Old Yutou. They were able to be subdued by the Immortal King Muyun, and their loyalty remained unchanged for thousands of years, enough to see that this Immortal King Muyun You and him are close friends, where is the difference?"

"Six Prison King, you praise the sword and seal the immortal, don't you forget to degrade me?" Yu Chengfeng hummed: "Where is Laozi worse than those four hymns? I think intellectuals have a false reputation!"

"A false name?"

The Six Prison King laughed and said, "The Yunmeng will stand for ten thousand years without Muyun, one of the top ten immortal kings. Meng Zimo, the first elixir, has contributed a lot. I don’t deny it, but if it’s not. These four holy envoys guarded the four directions of the Yunmeng, I am afraid that Zhao Yu and the Zhao Family of the Jiuyuan Yu and the Nine Yuan Immortal Gate would have devoured the big cake of the Yunmeng long ago!"

The immortal world is vast and the **** is wide. The Yunmeng of the year was a barren land, and Mu Yun led a group of people to forcibly open up the tenth domain of the cloud. This method is one of the top ten immortal kings and deserves it.

"I think you are very interested in Mu Yun, a person who has been dead for thousands of years, the current Yun League can barely support it, I am afraid it will fall apart in a short time!"

The voice of the Four Prison Kings was hoarse and low.

The scene was a bit awkward for a while.

"What if Immortal King Muyun is not dead?"

Jian Fengxian suddenly spoke at this moment: "What if he is still alive with another identity?"

As soon as Jian Fengxian said this, a cold wind blew across the hall.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, they are all dumbfounded.

Jian Fengxian's words seem to mean something?

In fact, they are all people who are subdued by the Sect Master. The Sect Master gathers them together. They don't know what to do, but they only know and understand one thing.

That is the order of the suzerain, and you must not disobey it!

"He should be here!" Jian Fengxian didn't say much, looking outside the hall.

Suddenly, everyone's breathing became unnatural.

Everyone knows who he is!

A figure slowly stepped forward, dressed in a blue shirt, walking on cloth boots, with a cyan belt around his waist, with his hands in front of him, holding a long sword in his arms, and walking in step by step.

The footsteps are silent, but the person in front of them gives people an invisible pressure.

"Brother Lu!"

Seeing the person coming, Jian Fengxian clasped his hands and smiled.

"Are everyone here?"

Lu Qingfeng spoke lightly.

If people in this world learn that the great apprentice Lu Qingfeng, who was once revered as the sword **** of the first generation, is actually the second prisoner of the Blue Yellow Spring Sect, his eyes will be shocked.

"Ok!"

Jian Fengxian nodded and took a seat.

Lu Qingfeng also walked to the first place on the right, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Wuji Aotian was standing behind Jian Fengxian at this moment, neither walking nor without, standing still, it was as if he were in a pan.

He is very hopeful now, and Yu Chengfeng scolds him—get out!

Scolding him, he left the hall immediately, which was a sigh of relief.

Now these big guys are here for a formal meeting. He is standing here like a fly...

"Today, the two guardians will come, please remember, relax and don't talk nonsense!" Lu Qingfeng said lightly.

It's just that this sentence was spoken indifferently, but it seemed to be an order that made the few big guys present immediately sit in jeopardy.

Wuji proudly saw that the four prison kings, each finishing their sleeves, even Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng were sitting honestly.

He knew that he couldn't see the four prison kings clearly. One reason was that the real bodies of the four prison kings were not here, and the other reason was that his strength was too low to see clearly.

But these big guys can see each other clearly.

For such an important meeting, these four prison kings are not here. I am afraid that these four are definitely the top immortal kings he unexpectedly. Maybe they are the high level of other realms, or they are arranged in various positions...

For a time, Wuji Aotian's thoughts flashed in his mind.

"Oh, right!"

Lu Qingfeng sat down, looked at several people, and said indifferently: "There is one thing, I need to tell you that the Immortal King Muyun, who lived ten thousand years ago, did not die, but the soul was reincarnated and became the current Muyun. It's the kid who kept you paying attention before, and... he is the young master of our Biluo Huangquan Sect!"

The words came out like thunder.

It's not just thunder, it's the nine gods of thunder!

The prison kings are okay, they are not very gaffes, but Wuji Aotian made a puff, sitting on the ground, climbing Jian Fengxian's seat with both hands, wanting to stand up, where can he stand up!

Immortal King Muyun, that kid, isn't that kid Mu Yun?

Mu Yun...the fairy king...

The fairy king... Mu Yun...

Wuji Aotian couldn't help thinking about the scene when he saw Mu Yun for the first time and the last time he saw Mu Yun.

For a long time, he felt his heart protruding.

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I didn't offend you, Mu Yun, it's not right. Fortunately, I will know how to return and protect you..." Wuji Aotian's whole body was covered with cold sweat and his clothes were wet.

At this moment, in the hall, several prison kings said nothing.

They know that their sovereign is indescribable.

To describe, there is only one word-God!

The gods made them, the top fairy kings, feel that the top ten fairy kings in the world are just a joke.

God so that no matter how persecuted by others, they dare not betray!

In this life, Muyun, the immortal king in the previous life, and still the young master.

This news is really amazing to them.

Jian Fengxian looked at Lu Qingfeng and wanted to speak, but finally held back.

This news, except for him, Lu Qingfeng, Bizhongtian and Biqingyu, no one knew, now Lu Qingfeng said it, I'm afraid he has the truth.

"I will say what should be said in a while, what should not be said, don't say, I hope you can understand!" Lu Qingfeng's voice is still not salty, as if there has never been any change.

At this moment, outside the hall, two figures came together.

The two of them were dressed in a simple dress, with great looks, without a trace of gorgeousness, and no domineering aura.

However, looking at the two of them, Wuji Aotian was completely stupid.

"Qiu Chiyan!"

"Ren just now!"

Lu Qingfeng's guardian is the two of them?

These two people used to be Mu Qingyu's personal protection, could it be that... the Sect Master of Biluo Huangquan was Mu Qingyu?

That Mu Yun, really he, is the Young Sect Master!

Wuji Aotian only felt a paste in his head.

Mu Yun, Young Master...

His father is the Sect Master, the Sect Master of Biluo Huangquan.

He is the reincarnation of the former immortal king!

This Mu Qingyu, why didn't he take his son directly to the immortal realm, and simply fed the elixir of immortal medicine directly, and he could seal the immortal in one fell swoop.

Wuji Aotian felt that his whole mind was going to be messed up.

The eight prison princes present all stood up at this moment, including Lu Qingfeng, also stood up and bowed their hands.

"Sit down!"

Ren Gang and Qiu Chiyan stepped forward and stood at the forefront, one left and the other right, with both hands behind and standing still.

At this moment, Ren Gang looked like an ordinary person, without any slight fluctuations of immortal energy in his body, without any flow of power.

The same is true for Qiu Chiyan.

It's just that Wuji Aotian is not stupid. He knows that the eight prison kings in this game are all top immortal kings. They are willing to worship these two people. How can these two people be simple things?