"Boy, are you that afraid of me?"

The visitor looked at Wuji Aotian and cursed and said, "If I hadn't given you the Nine-Level Spirit Tower, would you have achieved such a success now? From now on, you will be my descendant and disciple of Yu Chengfeng, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Wuji Aotian looked bitter and looked at Jian Fengxian with his eyes.

"Okay, Yu Chengfeng, why do you have to tease him? I see you have been living a comfortable life recently!"

"I am not as cool as you, Jian Fengxian, what are you asking us to do this time? There is nothing important, don't call us!" Yu Chengfeng laughed and walked to a stone platform at the end of the left position, and sat down quietly.

"Yu Chengfeng, you just talk a lot, and you can hear your voice from all over the world!"

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

A figure is tall, majestic, gray hair, but full of energy. His eyes give people a sharp sense of light.

"Wang Yufeng, you old man, you are still alive. You occupy the position of the Eight Prison Kings, how many people have coveted?"

When he saw the visitor, Yu Chengfeng smiled strangely.

"That's better than you Yu Chengfeng. Should you be able to gesture..."

"Come on, we will do two tricks after discussing the big thing!"

"no problem!"

The two of them seemed very familiar with each other.

"Wang Yufeng..." When Wuji Aotian heard this name, he always felt familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't imagine where he had heard this name.

However, the Nine Prison King Yu Chengfeng is the famous Qianli Chengfeng who is extremely chaotic and chaotic. These eight Prison Kings are probably even more difficult.

Wuji Aotian only knew that he had no choice but to speak now.

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

"Okay, it's enough for you two to arrive!"

Jian Fengxian spoke at this moment.

As the words fell, Jian Fengxian waved his palm and a buzz kept ringing.

In the hall, in the empty space, figures suddenly appeared.

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

"Four Prison Kings, Five Prison Kings, Six Prison Kings, Seven Prison Kings, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Jian Fengxian looked at the four figures and bowed and smiled.

The Seven Prison King bowed and smiled, "Sword Fengxian, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still the same. I don't know who is more powerful than the Second Prison King?"

"Lu Qingfeng is known as the Qingshan Sword Saint, and his master has mastered senior Mie Tianyan. He is worse than the blue than the blue. I feel ashamed of myself!"

Jian Fengxian bowed and smiled.

"That's not necessarily the case. The title of "Sword of Immortality" was not for nothing. You and Immortal King Muyun were close friends back then. The Muyun Immortal King I know was arrogant and arrogant!"

The King of Six Prisons interjected: "Are those who can become friends with him the top immortal kings in the world, the four guardians of Yunmeng, the saint of the Qinglong, the saint of the White Tiger, the saint of the Vermillion Bird, the Han Hui, the saint of the Xuanwu, and the saint of the Xuanwu, the saint of the four people, who were famous for being very chaotic and strange people, were much more terrifying than Lao Yutou. They could be subdued by the Immortal King Muyun, and their loyalty has not changed for thousands of years. It is enough to see that the extraordinary nature of the Immortal King Muyun, is that you are the friends with him, so where is the difference?"

"The King of Six Prisons, you praised the sword and seal the immortals, and you still didn't forget to belittle me, right?" Yu Chengfeng snorted: "I am not worse than the Four Saints? I think knowledge only has a false reputation!"

"Is there a false reputation?"

The King of Six Prisons laughed and said, "Mu Yun, one of the ten immortal kings, can still stand for thousands of years without Mu Yun. Meng Zimo, the first elixir, has made great contributions. I don't deny it. But if it weren't for these four saints guarding the four sides of the Yun League, I'm afraid that Zhao family and Jiuyuan Immortal Sect of the Jiuyuan Realm would have swallowed the big cake of Yun League long ago!"

The fairy world is vast and the hell is vast. The Yunmeng back then was a barren land. Mu Yun led a group of people to open up the tenth domain cloud domain. This method is ranked among 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 is only able to support the Yunmeng now. I am afraid that it will fall apart in no time!"

The Four Prison Kings' voice was hoarse and low.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

"What if the Immortal King Muyun is not dead?"

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

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

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them were stunned.

Jian Fengxian's words seem to mean something?

In fact, they are all people conquered by the sect leader. The sect leader gathered them together and didn’t know what they did, but they only knew and understood one thing.

That is the order of the sect leader, and you must not disobey!

"He's coming!" Jian Fengxian didn't say much and looked outside the hall.

Suddenly, everyone's breathing became unnatural.

Everyone knows who that he is!

A figure slowly stepped forward, wearing a blue shirt and cloth boots, a blue belt tied around her waist, wrapped her hands in front, holding a long sword in her arms, and walked in step by step.

The steps were silent, but the person in front of him was putting invisible pressure.

"Brother Lu!"

Seeing the visitor, Jian Fengxian bowed and smiled.

"Have everyone arrived?"

Lu Qingfeng spoke lightly.

If people in this world learn that Mie Tianyan, who was once respected as a sword god, and his great disciple Lu Qingfeng, were actually the second prison king of Biluo Huangquan Sect, they would be shocked.

"Um!"

Jian Fengxian nodded and sat down.

Lu Qingfeng also walked to the first position on the right and sat down.

Wuji Aotian was standing behind Jian Fengxian at this moment, not leaving, not leaving, standing there, as if he was in a oil pan.

He is extremely hopeful now, Yu Chengfeng comes to scold him - Get out!

He scolded him and got out of the hall immediately, which was a sigh of relief.

Now these big guys are here, holding formal meetings, and he is standing here like a fly...

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

But this sentence was said lightly, but it seemed like an order that made the big men present sit upright.

Wuji Aotian saw that the four prison kings were tidying up their sleeves, and even Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng were sitting honestly.

He knew that he could not see the figures of the four prison kings clearly. One reason was that the true 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 clearly see each other.

At 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 top leaders of other domains, or they are arranged in each position they should have...

For a moment, Wuji Aotian thought a lot in his mind.

"Oh, by the way!"

Lu Qingfeng sat down, looked at the few people, and said indifferently: "There is one thing that I need to tell you that the Immortal King Muyun, ten thousand years ago, did not die, but was reincarnated in his soul and became the current Muyun, the boy you have been paying attention to before, and... he is the young sect leader of our Biluo Huangquan Sect!"

When these words came out, they were like thunder.

It’s not just thunder, it’s simply the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

The prison kings were fine, but they were not very disobedient, but Wuji Aotian sat on the ground with a thud, climbing Jian Fengxian's seat with both hands. He wanted to stand up, but where could he stand up!

Immortal King Mu Yun is that boy, isn’t that boy Mu Yun?

Mu Yun... Immortal King...

Immortal King...Mu Yun...

Wuji Aotian couldn't help but start to recall the scene when he first saw Mu Yun and the last time he saw Mu Yun.

After a long time, he felt his heart be about to stand out.

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I didn't offend you, Mu Yun, it's wrong, but I'm lucky I'm going to be lost and I'm going to protect you..." Wuji Aotian's whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were wet.

At this moment, several prison kings in the hall did not say a word.

They knew that the power of their sect leader was indescribable.

To describe it, there is only one word - God!

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

God has made them dare not betray no matter how others persecute them!

Mu Yun in this life, the Immortal King in the past life, and the Young Sect Master.

This news was really amazing to them.

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

No one knew about this news except him, Lu Qingfeng, Bi Zhongtian and Bi Qingyu. Now that Lu Qingfeng said it, it is probably because he is right.
To be continued...