The middle-aged man in red robes with a sinister and stern face was the red-robed high priest of Taishang Sect, Loew, a nine-star emperor.
At the same time, Loew is also the leader of the Taishang Sect's team participating in the Tao Discussion Competition. The forty powerful Taishang Sect Ancestor God Realm behind him are the ascetics who will participate in this Tao Discussion Competition.
At this moment, if Loew and his group came uninvited, nothing good would come of it.
The atmosphere in the hall became deathly silent.
Chen Xi and the others had cold expressions on their faces. They sat cross-legged in front of the documents and remained motionless, showing no intention of getting up to greet the guests.
Emperor Rongxun was a little surprised and uncertain, looking at "Ying Qin" standing in front of the hall, as if he didn't understand why he brought a group of Taoist cultivators from the Taishang Sect.
However, Loew and the others seemed not to have noticed the subtle atmosphere of the hall, as they had all entered the hall at this moment.
Wen Ting obviously recognized Loew. When she heard Loew's words, she didn't even raise her head and said calmly: "It's true that we haven't seen each other for more than ten thousand years. It's just a pity that your senior brother Wei Zhe was protecting him at that time. You will die, otherwise, you may never be able to stand in front of me today."
The voice was as calm as water, but it contained a hint of sarcasm, echoing endlessly in the silent and empty hall.
Lu Fu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Wen Ting really has a good memory. Ever since my senior brother Wei Zhe died in your hands, I have been waiting for an opportunity to avenge him. What a pity. , you Wen Ting have been hiding in Shenyan Mountain since then, and have never appeared again, which has made me endure it for so many years, which feels very hard."
As he spoke, there was an indescribable resentment in the cold and hoarse voice, which spread in the hall like a cold wind, making Chen Xi and others present feel shocked.
That Taishang Sect's red-robed high priest Le Fu's senior brother actually died at the hands of Wen Ting 10,000 years ago
If so, would Loew come here to seek revenge
Even the two Taoist teaching elders, Emperor Rongxun and Emperor Yingqin, seemed not to understand this point, so their expressions changed slightly at this moment.
The atmosphere in the hall became more and more deadly, the air seemed to be frozen, and it was so depressing that people could hardly breathe.
"So, you are here to avenge your senior brother?"
Wen Ting finally raised her head, a pair of starry eyes looking directly at Loew who was standing far away, but there was an undisguised sneer on the corner of her lips, "However, with your current ability, it is not enough. .”
Wen Ting was an eight-star emperor, but at this moment she was looking directly at a nine-star emperor, unabashedly showing her disdain. This was a bit abrupt and ridiculous.
But those disciples of Shenyan Mountain behaved calmly and in a reasonable manner. They knew very well how powerful their uncle Wen Ting was.
Even Chen Xi was not surprised, because he himself often did things to kill enemies across realms, and now he knew that none of the disciples of Shenyan Mountain were strong in the ordinary sense, so they would not There is something wrong with this.
But when those disciples of the Supreme Religion heard this, their expressions darkened.
Loew's expression was also the same. He stared at Wen Ting with sinister eyes and said solemnly: "How can you know if you don't give it a try?"
Wen Ting withdrew her gaze, and without looking at Nalev, she raised her hand to pick up the cup of tea on the desk, took a sip, and then said: "I advise you not to try. Back then, your senior brother was two levels higher than me in cultivation." After reaching this realm, you still failed to survive in the end. Do you think you are more powerful than your senior brother?"
With one sentence, Loew's face suddenly changed slightly, and his breath became colder and more chilling.
Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, and there was a faint struggle that was about to break out, Emperor Rongxun could no longer sit still, and quickly stood up and said: "Two fellow Taoists, we are all here for the Taoism Competition this time. We must not do it because of some personal matters. And I think the consequences of ruining this discussion are definitely not something you two would like to see."
Wen Ting smiled and was noncommittal.
Seeing this, Le Fu also took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, fellow Taoist Rongxun, I just want to bring a group of disciples here to get to know the disciples of Shenyan Mountain who are participating in the discussion. , lest you admit the wrong person when discussing the Tao."
As he said that, he moved his eyes away from Wen Ting and landed on Chen Xi and his group. He immediately raised his eyebrows with a strange look on his face: "Ten people? Haha, you Shen Yanshan are really as confident as before. .”
There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Uncle Loew, I think they are not confident, but arrogant."
Suddenly, a Supreme Sect disciple spoke coldly. He was dressed in black robes, with skinny cheeks, a hooked nose, and a cold and unruly temperament.
"Who do you think you are, you dare to call us arrogant? Do you want us to start making gestures now? If anyone loses, how about kneeling down in front of everyone and begging for mercy?"
With a snap, Tu Meng stood up from the table, spoke angrily, and stared at him fiercely with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes.
The hook-nosed man's face darkened, and he sneered: "What are you talking about? If you want to fight, I will let you try my own methods when the Dao Competition begins. But this time, we are not fighting." Come."
As he spoke, he glanced at the Shenyan Mountain disciples present and said in a deep voice, "Who is Chen Xi? Come forward and let us see!"
This sentence was full of command and seemed extremely insulting.
"Asshole, you can also call my great-uncle by his name?"
Tu Meng stood up with his majestic and burly body, pointed at the hook-nosed man and shouted.
Great uncle
Unexpectedly, when he heard Tu Meng's name, the hook-nosed man was slightly startled, and suddenly smiled strangely and said to his companions: "Did you hear clearly? A boy with the cultivation level of the ancestor god actually became their master. Uncle, hahaha."
Everyone else also had a weird expression on their faces, and many of them laughed out loud.
Snapped!
Suddenly, Wen Ting waved his hand lightly, and before the hook-nosed man could react, he was slapped hard on the face with an invisible slap. His cheeks were red and swollen, blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, and several teeth were splashed out. pellets.
Then the whole person let out a miserable howl, and flew backwards more than ten feet. He was twitching on the ground like a gourd, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.
This scene happened so fast, no one expected that Wen Ting, as an emperor-level being, would actually change his hands, and the person he was dealing with was a powerful person in the Supreme Ancestral God-level.
Even the red-robed high priest Loew was caught unawares and had no time to save him.
"Wen Ting! What do you mean?"
Le Fu's face was livid, and he said coldly, "You are so majestic when you deal with a disciple by bullying a small one!"
"He, a young disciple, dared to slander my uncle. I didn't kill him, so I tolerated him enough."
Wen Ting said calmly, "If there is a second time, you, Le Fu, just wait and collect the body of that little guy who talks nonsense."
Everyone's heart froze, and they all knew that according to Wen Ting's character, her words were definitely not bluffing, and she meant what she said.
But when they saw that Wen Ting, an Eight-Star Emperor, was brazenly taking action because of his reputation as an "Uncle Master" in the Ancestral God Realm, the expressions of the disciples of the Supreme Religion changed slightly, but they no longer dared to take Chen Xi's identity joke.
When Chen Xi witnessed all this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is Shen Yanshan's style of dealing with things. He doesn't cause trouble, but he's not afraid of it. If you dare to provoke, then I dare to beat you!
It's so simple and domineering, no matter whether you are a Supreme Master or whoever you are, you can still hit him.
"For the sake of our Taoist temple, please don't be angry, otherwise it will be difficult for us."
Emperor Rongxun hurriedly spoke again, but he was secretly complaining in his heart, why did Emperor Yingqin bring these guys from the Taishangjiao? Don't you know that the Taishangjiao and Shenyan Mountain have always been sworn enemies
"Haha, fellow Taoist Rong Xun, there is no need to be embarrassed. Aren't they here to see me, Chen Xi? I'm right here. If you've seen enough, please leave. We don't welcome uninvited guests here!"
At this time, Chen Xi suddenly stood up and spoke calmly, attracting all the attention in the hall.
Lev was stunned and narrowed his eyes to look at Chen Xi.
The Supreme Sect disciples behind him also looked at Chen Xi with various eyes, as if they wanted to see something from him.
But what disappoints them is that Chen Xi's aura is indifferent, and nothing can be seen from the surface alone.
However, they firmly remembered Chen Xi's appearance, as if he was staring at prey.
At this moment, even Emperor Ying Qin of the Taoist Academy was looking at Chen Xi with a calm expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
"I heard that when you were in the Three Realms, you killed many of my Supreme Sect's fellow disciples, and even robbed my Supreme Sect's precious copper coins?"
Suddenly, a Supreme Sect disciple spoke.
This person looked extremely special, with hair as long as blood, dazzling red, a complexion as white as jade, a tall and tall figure, and a pair of eyes filled with brilliant light, like the flames from the abyss of hell, which captured the soul.
He stood there casually, like a spear that could pierce the sky. His whole body was filled with an incomparable aura of scorn, just like an overlord emperor in the Ancestral God Realm!
"Uncle Master, this son is Leng Xinghun. He has set foot in the Ancestral God Realm as early as ten thousand years ago. He is known as the 'Emperor Realm' and was unparalleled at the time. Now that he has not advanced to the Emperor Realm, he must have used some kind of The secret method suppresses the realm just to wait for this opportunity to enter the chaotic ruins."
Wen Ting's voice came to his ears, and Chen Xi immediately understood the identity of the man in black. He narrowed his eyes and felt a shiver in his heart. In order to enter the chaotic ruins, he even suppressed the realm for tens of thousands of years. This This guy is really forbearing.
However, he said calmly: "Kill them because they deserve to be killed. As for the copper coins, they are just trophies."
These words were said so unceremoniously that the red-robed high priest Loew's face darkened and his eyes were extremely cold.
Leng Xinghun was silent for a moment, but he smiled, nodded and said, "As long as you admit it, I will take it back from you again."
The words are calm, but the meaning is profound, and it is full of contention!
(End of chapter)