There was a sudden wind in the hall.
The wind blew the clothes of everyone in the hall, and the long sleeves of their robes fluttered in the wind, making a harsh "pop" sound.
The wind seemed to be centered on Chu Tian. His clothes and long hair were dancing wildly, and his long hair was dancing wildly, like black snakes twisting carnivally behind his head. Chu Tian's eyes turned pure gray, and there was an inexplicable indifference in the chaotic original gray.
He stared at the ancestors of the Seven Gates, these big men who were high in the Holy Spirit Heaven and stood at the top in terms of their own cultivation and power.
It's these guys who have come up with some gimmicks like the Battle of Destiny!
A middle-aged woman wearing a long black dress, her whole body surrounded by black mist, and a bit mysterious and cold, stood up slowly. She squinted at Chu Tian and asked in a deep voice: "Qinglian" Holy Lord... Flower Rain Temple... "
Chu Tian glanced sideways at the woman and interrupted her question: "Is Hua Empress yours? Your clansman? Or your subordinate?"
The middle-aged woman smiled coldly: "Hua'er is my niece. She was ordered to lurk in Daluotian. This time... you turned around, but Hua'er lost contact with me for hundreds of years... I wonder, is there a story in this?"
Chu Tian glared at the woman, then looked at the patriarchs sitting next to the woman. He sneered: "Yes, of course there is a story, haha! It's very good, really good, let's I'm going to kill the Blood Spirit Lord, lest I die not fast enough and let the people from the Huayu Temple deal with me cruelly... Okay, very good... I have the Hua Empress and another girl in white in my hands, and I want to take them with me. They go back..."
Chu Jie poked his head out from behind Chu Tian, and said with a strange smile: "If you want those two ladies to go back, please pay the ransom quickly... Otherwise, you won't be able to bring them with you when they go back. Sending two babies together is something you can’t say for sure.”
The middle-aged woman's face became ugly, with a hint of livid color in the coldness, like a zombie that had been frozen for countless years.
She took a deep look at Chu Tian and Chu Jie, smiled coldly, and suddenly raised her right hand.
"Boom", Ancestor Huntian Niu slammed the big stick in his hand onto the ground. He grinned and smiled silently. He looked at the middle-aged woman up and down with greedy and ferocious eyes: "Mother of the Phoenix Clan. My son, I heard it’s amazing... Hehe! You’re always a bit old, but it doesn’t matter, the old pork is chewy, and I can withstand the tossing... Old cow, I don’t like that kind of delicate little girl! "
Ancestor Huntian Niu said an extremely wonderful thing: "Old bulls like to chew on old thorns, hehe!"
The old thorns... Oh, no, the face of the female elder of the Phoenix clan has become indescribably ugly. The five fingers of her right hand have become strangely translucent, with traces of black energy entangled in the fingers, and the void in front of the fingertips is faintly visible. Squirming, as if something might burst out of it at any moment.
However, seeing the rough and fierce face of the Hunting Bull Ancestor, the middle-aged woman swallowed the bad breath and sat back in her seat with a gloomy face.
Hundreds of elders from the Seven Gates took a deep breath at the same time and shook their heads helplessly.
Recalling that year, before the start of the second round of the competition, a group of elders operated behind the scenes and asked Chu Tian to go to Da Luotian to assassinate the Blood Spirit Lord. At that time, Chu Tian could only let them manipulate them and had no strength to resist.
At that time, not only Chu Tian, but also Luo'er was just a chess piece that they could control at will.
But in just over five hundred years, a chess piece that was played casually jumped out of the chessboard and headed directly towards the chess players like them!
Everyone looked at Chu Tian with complicated expressions, but no one spoke for a long time.
Including this middle-aged woman from the Phoenix clan, everyone just looked at Chu Tian and looked at him quietly.
Chu Tian didn't say anything, and the wind in the hall became stronger and stronger. Later, the entire hall seemed to be filled with hundreds of hurricanes at the same time. The winds collided and rubbed against each other, making a loud "ka-ka" sound, and the entire hall was shaking violently. swaying.
Chutian is located at the core of all storms, and the wind here is terrifyingly strong.
His clothes were dancing wildly and his long hair was swaying wildly, but Chu Tian's body remained motionless.
There was such a strange silence for a long, long time. Finally, sitting in the middle of more than a hundred elders, a white-haired old man with obviously the most respected status slowly raised his right hand and pointed his fingers lightly: "Your seat!"
A group of pretty palace maids silently walked out from behind a screen in the main hall. They carried gorgeously decorated thrones and placed them gently in the main hall. The white-haired old man looked at Chu Tian and his group and nodded slowly: "Please sit down!"
Chu Tian smiled and nodded to all the elders: "It's not easy. It's really not easy. I didn't expect that I could actually have a seat in front of all the elders. Well, grandfather, father, and Luo'er, two Brother, Tianzun... everyone, sit down, sit down!"
The group of people sat on the throne with smiles. Chu Jie turned his body proudly and rubbed his butt hard on the cushion: "Well, brother, today, with your strength, as expected, our Your status and status are different from those in the past. That's right. Don't always think about plotting against people's backs. If you have any demands or appeals, let's discuss them openly. I hate those old guys who plot against people's backs the most! "
Chu Jie scolded the bald donkey in front of the monk, but the elders of the clan pretended not to hear him.
The inexplicable wind in the hall also stopped, and all the elders of the clan stared at Chu Tian. After a long time, the white-haired old man still sighed softly: "Our original intention, this son of destiny, He can only be a descendant of the seven great clans."
Chu Tian smiled and nodded: "I can understand, the wealth should not go to outsiders!"
All the elders of the clan nodded at the same time and looked at Luo'er with complicated eyes. The white-haired old man said in a deep voice: "I, Gongyang Tieshan, Gongyang Yao, is my direct granddaughter!"
Luo'er blinked and said nothing, just looking at Gongyang Tieshan.
Speaking of which, Gongyang Tieshan is actually Luoer's great-grandfather.
However, Luo'er doesn't have a good impression of the Gongyang clan members, and is even full of resentment. Don't expect her to have a good look towards Gongyang Tieshan.
Gongyang Tieshan sighed softly, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that we were all wrong, and our plan failed. I really didn't expect that the Holy Lord Qinglian was Luo'er's lover in the Tianlu world... I can’t believe that in just a few hundred years, you actually..."
Gongyang Tieshan looked deeply at Ancestor Huntian Niu.
Sighing, Gongyang Tieshan said helplessly: "The matter has come to this, and we can no longer use many of our methods. Today, we old guys can no longer let us be willful. Therefore, Holy Lord Qinglian, you are not in our hearts. A good choice... But, are you ready to become the Holy Spirit Heavenly Lord?"
Chu Tian looked at Gong Yang Tieshan in astonishment.
Luo'er, Chu Jie, Zi Tianzun, Chu Ye, Chu Feng and others all looked at Gongyang Tieshan in astonishment.