Sunset over Valley Taniguchi.
Feng eleven led the elders of the Feng clan to greet each other.
Others can leave it alone, but Peng Shiba, who is now Yi Yuntian's number one boss, can't help but take care of it.
Mufaer.
The position of the Kunpeng clan was placed there, and the strength of Peng Eighteen was indeed impressive. Even the proud old Phoenix couldn't resist this softness.
Feng clan, Huofeng, Qingluan, Bi Fang, and the three clans stood proudly, and even came out to greet them with a group of elders, which was regarded as giving Peng eighteen years of face.
In the air, the huge Kunpeng landed on the ground, bringing up the swelling wind, which made people squint, and then Peng Shiba led the three major races of the Peng clan to descend majestically.
"Hehe, Brother Peng, I haven't seen you for a long time, the style remains the same!"
Feng 11 greeted each other with a smile, like a spring breeze, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
"Brother Feng is polite, don't you also be strong, haha."
In a word, the corner of Feng Eleven's eyes couldn't help but jump.
Old things, who do you say is old!
Feng eleven and Peng eighteen, now Yi Yuntian’s two most dazzling brilliant suns, finally collided again at the All Souls Conference. As soon as they met, people could feel the strong smell of gunpowder in each other’s tone. .
This is not just a question of whether the Feng Clan or the Peng Clan is the overlord of Yi Yuntian, but also the dignity and glory of who is the number one leader of Yi Yuntian.
Therefore, this time the All Souls Conference will definitely be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers. The two supreme must have used all their energy to train their own players, and will dedicate an unimaginable peak battle at the conference!
The two sides met and walked into the Sunset Valley. As usual, the conference will open on the ninth day of September in the Yiyuntian calendar, and all the previous contestants will rest in the Sunset Valley.
Later that day, the tribes led by the Jinwu clan also arrived at Sunset Valley, and the old patriarch Fengxi will hold a welcome dinner under the sacred sycamore tree tonight to catch the wind and dust for everyone.
The night sky soon filled the entire Sunset Valley.
In the sacred sycamore tree, each leaf emits a faint golden brilliance in the night. Looking from a distance, it seems that thousands of stars are dotted on the tree, shining a dreamlike beauty.
There are thousands of seats under the tree.
This banquet was in a single-person, single-seat layout. The three races surrounded the city and sat around the saint sycamore tree. The fragrance of wine and delicacies was accompanied by the fragrance of the attractive sycamore fruit on the tree. Twitching people's noses, and taking a sip of this wonderful taste, I suddenly feel that my mood will be much more beautiful.
The servants and maids of the Feng clan have already set up everything, and the guests are also taking their seats. In the whole scene, sitting facing the sacred sycamore tree is the three veins of the Feng clan, the owner of Sunset Valley, and the left direction is The Peng clan headed by Kunpeng, the right leader is Jinwu leading the three strong teams.
The atmosphere is serene and harmonious.
The unique divine fire light of the Huofeng clan illuminates the scene like daylight, and the faces of most people are also filled with indifferent smiles, except for...
Peng eighteen!
The patriarch of the Kunpeng clan, the expression on his face seems to be frozen since sitting down, a pair of sharp eyes always stare directly at the leafy sacred sycamore tree above his head, and his heart is turbulent. indefinite.
Holy phoenix tree... Holy phoenix tree... The sacred tree of enlightenment of the female emperor...
Such a holy thing has been left in this sunset valley for too long too long!
The Huofeng clan is no longer worthy of possessing this supreme fetish. The Kunpeng clan has won the leader of the All Souls Pilgrimage Conference for four consecutive times. Why should the champion come to the place of the loser to compete every time
The sacred sycamore tree should have belonged to the [Sky Cliff] inhabited by the Kunpeng tribe long ago!
Terrible thoughts were writhing in Peng Shiba’s heart, and he also had enough confidence that no one in the All Souls Conference this time could stop their Peng Clan from winning. Coupled with that guy’s support, he would never go back this time. Will return empty-handed, and will bring Yi Yuntian's most sacred artifact back to this sect!
Thinking of this, Peng Shiba turned his head to look at the Feng Clan next to him, with only a slight disdain in his eyes.
It is these weak descendants of the Feng Clan, they are really ashamed of the name of the descendant of the Empress, look at these fire phoenixes, and those Qing Luan... How can they be the opponents of the fierce cubs under their own
Even the Liyun Peak... huh... it's nothing more than that!
Peng Shiba saw Li Yunfeng in the crowd.
I haven't seen him for many days, but this Feng Clan Tianjiao still has his style.
I just don’t know why, sitting in a group of strong Feng clan, Li Yunfeng always gives people a feeling of cold separation, as if the whole person is absent-minded, which makes Peng Shiba look down on this year’s Feng clan even more. The players, even their strongest players are like this...
wrong.
Suddenly Peng Shishi thought of the news he had heard the other day.
This year the leader of the Feng clan's team is not Li Yunfeng, but a rookie Bi Fang.
Having said that, why didn't you see a player from the Bi Fang clan
Peng Shiba's sight swept away and saw that the seat of a hundred people was hollowed out by the Feng Clan, which was the place for the hundred players of the Bifang Clan.
The big banquet is about to begin, why haven't those little Bifangs come yet
Boom boom boom.
As he was thinking about it, Peng Shiba suddenly heard the roar of big drums from the location of the entrance passage of the big banquet.
"Huo'er! Huo'er!" Neatly shouts from far and near, like a surging tide rushing into the entire banquet venue.
What is this
Everyone looked at the entrance inexplicably, and as a result, a group of Maafeng, a group of vast people who mixed the three veins of the Feng clan, walked over here incomparably.
fire! fire! !
The deafening shout was welcoming the most dazzling star.
Wow! Wow!
More than a dozen young female phoenixes smiling like flowers are sprinkling bursts of flower petals in the air, like a colorful rain, paved a road of fragrant petals.
Boom! Boom!
Next to it, eighteen animal skin drums were beaten vigorously under the hands of eighteen handsome Qingluan boys. The domineering drum beats and the cheers of'Huoer' complemented each other, directly shaking the brains of the audience. lock up.
This... This... What is this
Is the show before the start of the banquet, too wild and intense, shouldn't it be the beautiful girl who came out and twisted her ass
And what the hell is that fire
It's too loud! !
Everyone was shocked, but some people discovered that after seeing this scene, the faces of the Feng clan's elders had changed. At this moment, the turbulent crowd suddenly separated from both sides. The crowd walked out with their heads high.
Bi Fang! It is the players of the Bifang tribe!
It was only then that people figured out that a battle with such a great sentiment is the guard of honor of these little guys of the Bifang tribe. This is too exaggerated!
"My God! Who is that guy? He was still being carried out?"
What’s even more amazing is that among the ninety-nine Bifang players, there was a young Bi Fang lying half-lying, but was carried in the air by the four people below. The hand of the cargo was not holding a famous wine-flavored tea. It was a bone stick with half-pulled fat. Under everyone's stunned gaze, while chewing, it kept pointing at the people around it.
"Hey, my sisters, remember to change to [Secluded Purple Blue] next time. The fragrance of these [Blood Jade Roses] is too strong, it doesn't fit my brother's elegant sentiment!
"Okay, okay, Brother Huoer!"
In the air, the chirping little phoenixes were filled with joy.
On the ground, a slap and an eyeball were smashed.
Your sister, you are so ostentatious, what are you still talking about elegantly
"And your slogans are too monotonous, Huo'er, Huo'er, please use a snack? For example, what kind of handsome Huoer, mighty and domineering, invincible world, etc.... Hey, in short, just don't be too arrogant..."
Isn't Nima arrogant enough
So who, can we kill this shameless Bi Fang
What's his coming...
Everyone in the Peng clan and the Jinwu clan was almost mad by the Bi Fang’s piety in front of them, and on the front row seats of the Feng clan, the old patriarch Feng Eleven's face was also weird like dried stinky tofu. , Looking at the old Bifang next to him, trembled:
"The British Patriarch... Here, is this your idea?"
"Of course not!" Old Bifang is the only one who can keep smiling: "This fire is really a bit of a mess!"
More than just some!
It's almost a tumult, okay!
Before Feng Eleven had spoken, Old Bifang added: "Isn't it a good idea to use this appearance style at the All Souls Conference? Why did you take it out in advance and didn't notify me."
Wow.
The table in front of Feng 11 suddenly cracked.
Are these Bifang people a bunch of lunatics
"Also, let Huo'er and the others sit in first." Reluctantly, in this situation, Feng Eleven couldn't say anything, so he could only wave his hand to let the one hundred Bifang players come first.
"stop!"
Huoer waved his hand.
The drums stopped, the screams stopped, and they were very neat.
Good guys.
Really practiced...
People cover their faces collectively.
"Where are my people?"
But then there is more to be forced.
Huo'er yelled, and came from the side a human youth who was wearing a blue shirt and was so handsome that he could not even hold a sacred bird, and stood respectfully under his seat.
"Well, good!"
Huo'er nodded in satisfaction, and stepped out his paw. Originally, he wanted to step on the young man's head, but he hesitated, and finally landed on the other's shoulders, letting the human take it to the feast. In the field.
I go! !
The scene was full of surprises again.
Doesn't Bi Fang even know how to walk on his own?
It’s not that everyone has never seen a high-profile pretender, but it’s the first time to pretend to be as annoying as this Bifang. Among the Peng clan and the Jinwu clan, a few terrible gazes immediately hit the fire. On his body, no matter who it is, he must pull out his feathers if he has the opportunity to make him so annoying again!
Finally, the players of the Bifang clan were seated under the leadership of that Huo'er.
It's time for the big banquet to begin.
As the patriarch Feng 11 got up and finished his speech, everyone was waiting for the official start of the banquet so that they could enjoy the delicious food in front of them.
As the host of the banquet, the patriarch Feng 11 naturally wanted to toast everyone on behalf of the Feng clan and open the whole banquet.
"Come and come, all the elites of Yiyuntian, the old lady represents the entire Feng clan, welcome you here, and wish this year's All Souls Pilgrimage Conference a complete success, come, cheers!"
cheers!
The audience cheered, and everyone toasted.
All members of the Feng and Jinwu clan stood up and responded enthusiastically to the proposal of the head of the Feng 11 clan, but soon everyone found a scene that was very embarrassing and embarrassing to Feng Xi.
There are three lines of Peng clan, all of them, none of them moved.
Nearly a thousand members of the Peng clan since Peng eighteen and below looked at Feng Shi's embarrassed appearance holding a wine glass, all with a sneer, as if they were waiting to appreciate the embarrassing scene at the moment.
This... It's so shameless, it's simply a shame in public! !