Two eyes burst out with excitement. He was extremely satisfied with Chen Yi's performance. He laughed loudly and shouted: "Yes. My little apprentice is right. If my brother is not allowed to sit on the same seat today, I won't eat it, old man." It’s time for dinner. Hum.”
There were all big shots present. Anyone who came out would attract everyone's attention. He really didn't dare to offend a mere servant.
Although this situation was very embarrassing, Chen Yi would never compromise because of this matter. He even walked out of his seat and stood side by side with the God of Three Ultimate Skills and the fiery old man. This scene made the faces of Master and Disciple Shouhou become increasingly ugly. Moreover, Everyone is speculating about who this kid is and why the murderous city lord thinks so highly of him.
"Okay. It's okay. It doesn't matter where I sit. You two should go back." The God of Three Jue's face didn't look good, but he still smiled and asked Chen Yi and Huo Bang to sit back. The reason is very simple. Because this murderous city lord His identity is too terrifying. Otherwise, with his wild and wild temperament, he would have caused a huge commotion long ago.
Of course Chen Yi knows that the master is for his own good, but the principle in his heart must never be broken. Perhaps it is because of Wang Zhen's relationship. Therefore, in Chen Yi's heart, the master is always the most worthy of his worship. The master is his father. Even He is kinder than his father.
"I won't embarrass you. If you still want my master and apprentice to stay here, you can go and ask the city lord to come." Chen Yi's tone could not be denied, giving people a feeling of an emperor dominating the world.
The boy shuddered subconsciously. It can be known from the fact that the city lord valued Chen Yi in front of him so much. The identity of this young man must be extremely noble. And he is more noble than the great master of the air. Otherwise, how could he offend a god and let a junior Get first class seats.
The young man was about to speak again, but when he saw Chen Yi's unquestionable gaze, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He held back the words that came to his lips.
But at the same time, a loud laugh suddenly burst out on the field: "Hahaha. My little friend still has such a personality. Okay. Okay. Just follow what you said. The master is as close as a father. This God of Three Ultimate Skills does indeed have Qualified to sit in the upper class seats. Extra seats.”
The sudden burst of laughter made everyone look over, and a young man in gray robes came into view.
This young man is majestic and handsome. Every move he makes gives people the illusion of blending into the world. Sanjue and Huobao can clearly see that the air around this young man. Yes, it is the air. His swinging arms automatically avoided him and he didn't dare to touch him.
So... strong.
"See Killing the City Lord."
When the powerful men saw the appearance of this young man, they knelt down on one knee one after another. It was actually a great gift. You know, the ones with the lowest cultivation level present were also powerful immortals. All of them knelt down on one knee except for the Three Jue and Huo Bao. The powerful strength of the young man in front of him was about to come out.
The young man smiled and motioned for everyone to take a seat. Then he added a first-class seat next to Chen Yi. Then he said with a smile: "I know you are all wondering why a junior can sit in the first-class seat. Haha. To be honest, I am Meng Qian. Hun feels that this child will become the next junior brother."
Dream...Dream of Thousand Souls...
Several voices swished through Chen Yi's mind. Meng Qianhun. It was the big shot who arrived at the time of his breakthrough that day. He was known as the disciple of the Lord of the Abyss. He understood the extremely powerful laws of space. That day he said yes The peak of immortal energy. Looking at it today, it is obvious that he is already a powerful person.
Meng Qianhun... The lord of this murderous city turned out to be Meng Qianhun.
No wonder it attracts such a large number of powerful people.
After Meng Qianhun's words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They all looked towards Chen Yi.
The next junior disciple is the next disciple of the Lord of the Abyss. The conditions for the Lord of the Abyss to choose a disciple are extremely clear. He must be the champion of the killing contest. This Meng Qianhun was the champion of that world a hundred years ago. He is also one of the disciples of the Lord of the Abyss. The only one who showed up.
What Meng Qianhun meant by this was not to say that the young man in front of him would definitely win the championship in this killing contest.
Thin Monkey's face was full of shock. His disciples could not hide their disapproval.
The disciple said coldly in his heart. Champion, could it be that even if you say so, could it be that the Lord of the Abyss would still appoint someone internally? Although he thought so, he did not dare to say it out loud. He just felt more for Chen Yi in his heart. A murderous intention.
Meng Qianhun pressed his hands in the void. Then he said: "You may be wondering why I am so sure. Now I will tell you the name of this child. I believe you will know why I am so sure." After that. Meng Qianhun smiled deeply and spoke softly: "Chen...Yi."
Everyone was startled for a moment, then all looked thoughtful.
Immediately afterwards, in the next breath, one person took the lead and shouted loudly: "Chen Yi, the heaven-defying genius with eleven sticks of incense. The three major sects are competing to snatch him. It turns out to be him."
"Oh my God. No wonder. No wonder."
Everyone looked shocked. Chen Yi's name has long been spread throughout the abyss. Maybe some don't know it, but anyone who is an old monster with a head and a face has definitely heard of a person like Chen Yi.
He absorbed eleven sticks of incense and lowered his morale. He made the Earth Sect restless and threatened to destroy it in three years.
Such a rebellious person.
No one knows. No one knows.
"Chen Yi. He is Chen Yi. That peerless genius." Shouhou was dumbfounded. He still remembered how he boasted about his apprentice's talent in front of this young man that day. He also threatened that he would not accept anyone in the abyss except Chen Yi. This time. It was as if he had been slapped across the face with a willow stick.
That disciple was even more like this. His cheeks were bloodless. He was like a deflated rubber ball, paralyzed there. Not to mention seeking revenge from Chen Yi. He was even thinking about how to avoid Chen Yi's revenge.
Eleven sticks of incense. Are those geniuses something he can shake?
A pair of shocked eyes looked at Chen Yi, which made Chen Yi feel a little embarrassed. He couldn't help but touch his nose. But when he saw the proud face of the God of Three Jue, he put his hand down, which made the master do it. He is proud. His heart is very warm.
"Haha. I called you all to come here today. Firstly, to get to know my future junior brother. Secondly, because after the killing contest, you must have gone out of the cave to go there." Meng Qianhun took a sip of his drink and broke the news. Everyone was shocked.
Hearing this, everyone else had a look of greed on their faces.
Seeing this, Meng Qianhun turned to look at Chen Yi, which shocked Chen Yi. Then Meng Qianhun said: "Now let's call you little friend. Haha. But there is one thing I have to tell you..." Meng Qianhun deliberately paused and then said: "Your Yili Sect built it in the wrong place."
What...what...
Chen Yi's face suddenly darkened. The other party's words made Chen Yi's first feeling be that he wanted to destroy Yili Sect.