With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

Following Zhou Qiong's sudden move, the entire hall immediately exploded, and all the powerful men were filled with anger.

Can.

But no one dared to stand up and accuse. After all, it had already been spread that Demon Lord Zhou had killed the Demon Lord with a knife a few days ago.

Demon Lord’s cultivation level is at the sixth level of Heavenly Lord!

As for the strong men in this hall, there were no more than ten people who could be stronger than the Demon Lord, so they dared to scold Zhou Qiong in their hearts for pretending to be a showdown.

Above!

The four strong men on the seats also have different expressions!

Wu Zhantian looked at Zhou Qiong with a flash of light in his eyes. He felt that Zhou Qiong's strength had become much stronger after not seeing him for a few years.

Among the other three people, an old man in brocade robe looked at Zhou Qiong with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and the other old man in white robe looked at Zhou Qiong with a hint of hostility in his eyes, but he did not get angry.

Only the remaining Dragon Lord looked at Zhou Qiong with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

That's right!

He and Zhou Qiong had a grudge, because the Yan Zun whom Zhou Qiong killed not long ago was one of his illegitimate sons.

"Monster Zhou, right?"

"I am still looking for you. Do you know that the master of the Heavenly Fire Holy Court you killed is my son."

Long Zun looked at Zhou Qiong and asked coldly, a trace of momentum bursting out of his body.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion struck Zhou Qiong, and even the space in the hall was oppressed and fluctuated continuously.

Yan Zun's father?

Zhou Qiong looked at Long Zun with a flash of interest in his eyes, and said with an evil smile:

"So it's your son. Well, it tastes pretty good!"

Tastes good?

Snapped!

Long Zun was so angry that he slapped the seat and stood up. His whole body was full of momentum and he was about to take action.

Right now!

Buzz.!

A terrifying wave came, instantly suppressing Long Zun's momentum.

Then an old figure wearing a white robe appeared on the first seat above, and terrifying fluctuations emanated from him.

When Long Zun saw the old man appearing, his eyes shrank, he immediately put away his momentum, cupped his hands and said:

"I've met Wu Lao!"

at the same time!

All the venerables and deities in the entire hall stood up and bowed to Mr. Wu.

Only Zhou Qiong was sitting on the chair and had no intention of getting up.

"Is the devil really looking for death this week?"

Long Zun saw Zhou Qiong not getting up, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. You must know that it was actually a little afraid of Zhou Qiong.

Because in the battle with the Kraken Tribe a few days ago, he also saw that Zhou Qiong's sword could already pose a slight threat to him.

Although!

It didn't believe that Zhou Qiong could use that trick again, but it was afraid of just the worst.

But it's okay now. If Zhou Qiong dares not to give Wu Lao face, I'm afraid he will be slapped to death by Wu Lao.

But he was disappointed!

Wu Lao waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down. Then he glanced at Zhou Qiong who was sitting in front of him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said nothing.

How can this be!

Wu Lao's actions instantly confused everyone. Zhou Qiong's actions just now definitely did not give Wu Lao face.

Not only was Wu Lao not angry, he even laughed.

"Could this week's demon be the illegitimate son of Wu Lao?" For a moment, all the strong men thought of this possibility, and then dismissed it.

Wu Lao is a bastard in his true form, and Zhou Qiong is a human race, so these two poles are incompatible.

If the many deities and venerables were just jealous, then the many disciples who followed them and could only stand behind their seats were going crazy.

Obviously, he and Demon Zhou are from the same generation, and some of them are even several generations older than Demon Zhou.

Can.

They can sit on the same level as many of the top bosses in the Eastern Region, but they don't even have the most ordinary seats.

All I can say is: It’s so sad!

at this time!

Zhou Qiong looked at Wu Lao, his eyes flashing, and the brows between his eyebrows emitted a faint light.

"It's not the original body, it's just a clone of the mind, and it's not stable yet."

Zhou Qiong secretly thought in his heart, in the field of vision with raised eyebrows, the Wu Lao's body was clearly illusory and was still trembling.

However, looking at the state of the others, this was obviously not noticed. Even Wu Zhantian and others looked normal.

"Huh!"

Wu Lao seemed to feel something. He glanced at Zhou Qiong deeply and said in his heart:

"Did this little devil notice my state? No, the only ones in the entire Eastern Region who can see my state are the old witch and the old devil."

cough! cough!

Wu Lao coughed twice, which instantly brought back the thoughts of all living beings, and then said:

"Thank you for coming to my meeting to call for talents. You are all people that I am very optimistic about."

"This conference will select fifty outstanding candidates, and I will reward them with an unparalleled opportunity."

As Wu Lao finished speaking, the entire hall exploded instantly, and all the powerful men had a look of surprise on their faces.

What Wu Laodu calls a supreme opportunity may be enough to change their destiny.

"Old Wu, I dare to ask, what is the opportunity?" Tiger Lord below stood up and asked in a deep voice.

After hearing this, the other strong men also looked at Wu Lao.

"Imperial elixirs, fragments of imperial weapons, Dao beads,...!" Wu Lao spat out treasure after treasure from his mouth.

hiss!

All the strong men suddenly took a breath of cold air, with greedy looks in their eyes.

Because every secret treasure Wu Lao mentioned is a treasure that can be encountered but cannot be found in the barren Eastern Region.

Just when all living beings have been shocked to death.

Wu Lao said again: "And the opportunity to become emperor!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless strong men instantly sat on the ground in shock, looking at Wu Lao with eyes that were incredulous at first, and then crazy.

Especially the powerful men at the seventh and eighth levels of Tianzun, such as Tiger Lord and Dragon Lord, their eyes began to glow green.

Opportunity to become emperor!

You must know that the entire Eastern Region has not become an emperor for countless years, and even the Demon Lord has not succeeded for so many years.

They had given up long ago and just wanted to accumulate strength. When the Age of Ending Dharma comes, they can escape for a while.

Can.

Now Mr. Wu says that it has the potential to become an emperor. Isn't this scary to death?

If reason hadn't told them that they couldn't afford to offend Wu Lao because of his strength, they might have killed the turtle to seize the treasure.

Only Zhou Qiong did not feel any excitement at this time. Instead, he frowned and the light in his eyes kept flickering.

"This old turtle has a problem with his own condition. He even said that he could help others become emperors. How dare he say that." Zhou Qiong secretly thought, but at the same time, he also felt that Wu Lao was not lying.

But Zhou Qiong is not very interested!

Because as for Emperor Cheng, as long as Zhou Qiong wants to, no one can stop him, not even in this world!

"Old Wu, how do you compete for this spot?"

A venerable man stood up and asked. You must know that there are more than 40 Guang Tianzun in the hall at this time.

If these fifty places were given based on strength, I'm afraid it wouldn't matter to them, the venerables.

"The fifty quotas for this summoning meeting are divided into twenty at the Heavenly Realm and thirty at the Venerable Realm."

Wu Lao smiled and explained that if it were based on strength, it would not invite these venerables.

Then!

Wu Zhentian, who had been standing behind Mr. Wu, came out, looked at the people in the hall and said loudly: "The time has come, the summoning meeting is now officially open!"