But Patriarch Tu Xin and the old Confucian scholar Ye Chunqiu became solemn. Not only did they stop talking, but they looked toward the entrance from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.
"Are you waiting for the hater they talked about?" Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally noticed this situation, felt a little curious, and also paid attention.
In the afternoon, footsteps finally sounded again at the entrance of the hall, and then with a flash of silver light, two people walked in one after another from the outside. One had nine ring scars on his bald head and a childlike face.
, an old monk with a compassionate face, and the other is a thin, dark old man dressed as a woodcutter with a bitter look on his face.
As soon as they saw these two people, the monks in the hall were in a commotion. Most of them looked at these two people with awe. It seems that these two people have quite a reputation!
But Yu Wen Zhouyuan found that Patriarch Tu Xin and Ye Chunqiu, an old man in Confucian clothing, looked at them with extremely unkind eyes, especially Patriarch Tu Xin, whose expression suddenly became stern.
When the two new masters saw that Ancestor Tu Xin and others also showed hostility, the old monk even snorted and said directly: "Old Demon Tu Xin! You guys came early enough.
?It seems that you people in the demonic path are determined to win this trip to the Galaxy Palace."
"Master Wujie! It's not that I came early, it's that you hypocrites came too late! Unfortunately, I thought the news that the two of you had the residual map in your hands was false, but I didn't expect that I found it in the end! But this is
Okay, I will just let my ancestor transform you." Ancestor Tu Xin said with a sinister face.
"Tu Xin! Who do you want to transform? Why don't you transform me too?" Before the old monk Wujie could speak back, another deep voice came from outside the hall.
When Patriarch Tu Xin and Ye Chunqiu, an old man in Confucian attire, heard this voice, their expressions suddenly changed. However, the beautiful young woman who had been silent suddenly raised her head, stared at the entrance and said coldly: "Baili Xuanji, no
I thought you were here too!"
"Mrs. Yan is already here, why is it strange that I, Baili Xuanji, am here?" Following this voice, the figure outside flashed, and a middle-aged man wearing a floral robe of the Kowloon Regiment, an E official official, walked in.
It gives people the feeling of being a noble and powerful person.
This man has a plump heaven, a round pavilion, a square face with thick eyebrows, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and a mouth with two rows of shining white teeth. He casually glanced sideways at the beautiful young woman, then looked at the ancestor Tu Xin, giving people a kind of
A feeling of overwhelming momentum.
Ancestor Tu Xin was looked at so unceremoniously by the other party, but his face was gloomy and his lips were tightly closed, and he actually fell silent. This surprised Yuwen Zhouyuan, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at this person.
Since even Patriarch Tu Xin, a late-stage True Master cultivator, is extremely afraid of him, could it be that this person is a cultivator at the peak of the late-stage True Master stage? Yuwen Zhouyuan began to guess in surprise.
Yuwen Zhouyuan has now figured out that these three people should be monks in the righteous path of Sin Valley, and they are the exact opposite of those in the demonic path such as Ancestor Tu Xin.
The commotion among the other monks in the hall suddenly quieted down when the middle-aged man came in. You could only faintly hear someone whispering something like "The Master of the Huangji Sect, the Nine Dragons Emperor Baili Xuanji."
Obviously, this emperor-like middle-aged man's reputation seems to be higher than the first two.
"Baili Xuanji, the sword maid under me was injured by one of your disciples, right?" The young woman surnamed Yan seemed not to be afraid of this person, and asked unceremoniously.
"Mrs. Yan, it's not an injury at all. It's just that my disciples saw that your swordsman's cultivation is good and they just sparred with each other for a while. Could it be that for this trivial matter, madam, she went to ask this emperor to punish her?" Baili
Xuanji narrowed her eyes and said calmly.
"What kind of competition! My sword maid is only in the early stage of Zhenyuan cultivation. Your disciple is clearly bullying the weak. Is he deliberately bullying my disciples?" the beautiful woman said with a cold look on her face.
"Insulting Madam's disciples? How dare I! For the sake of my respected husband, the Qisha Patriarch, I will just turn around and ask that disciple to plead guilty to Madam." Baili Xuanji frowned slightly and said nonchalantly.
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"What does my matter have to do with the ancestor of the Seven Evils? If you are unwilling, I would like to use the Peacock King Sword Art to learn from you, the Emperor of Nine Dragons." When the beautiful young woman heard this, she became even more angry.
"Sparring with my wife? Forget it! If the ancestor of Qisha knew that this emperor had bullied his wife, he would not immediately go to this emperor to fight for his life. This emperor does not want to provoke a war between good and evil!" Nine Dragons Emperor Bai
Li Xuanji gave a haha sermon.
When the beautiful young woman heard this, her face turned red, and after finally glaring at the other party, she gave up.
However, the beautiful young woman let go of the Kowloon Emperor Baili Xuanji, but Baili Xuanji didn't want to let go of the ancestor Tu Xin.
Just when Baili Xuanji sneered at Ancestor Tu Xin and was about to say something, suddenly a "rumbling" vibration came from outside the passage, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly.
At this time, except for these true masters and old monsters, all the monks looked outside in surprise.
Ancestor Tu Xin and Ye Chunqiu, an old man dressed in Confucian attire, looked at each other, with a hint of joy on their faces, but Ancestor Tu Xin's joy seemed to include a bitter smile.
Baili Xuanji's eyes flashed coldly, and the murderous aura like a knife passed in a flash. The old monk and the woodcutter seemed to know who was coming, but they showed a hint of worry.
As the shaking sound grew louder and louder, an unusually tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
A strange man with curly white beard and purple robe suddenly walked in. Every time he took a step, the whole hall immediately shook, as if this man actually weighed more than 10,000 kilograms, which was really shocking.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, this weirdo looked at the people in the hall as if no one else was watching. Finally, his eyes stopped on the Kowloon Emperor Baili Xuanji, and he burst out laughing.
"I didn't expect that Emperor Jiulong from the Huangji Sect would come here. It seems that I really came at the right time this time. I hate Tian Weng but I have always wanted to compete with the Master of Baili Sect. But unfortunately, there is no chance. This
This time I finally got my wish!" The weirdo looked at the middle-aged man with provocative eyes.
"I have long admired the 'Overlord Controlling the Heaven Technique' of brother Hate Tian Weng Hen, which is known as the best defense magic skill in Sin Valley. I will definitely have to ask for advice later." Baili Xuanji, the Emperor of Kowloon, looked at the weirdo coldly,
He replied without any fear.
"Hehe! It's easy to say, easy to say! I've long admired Baili Sect Master's Nine Dragons Emperor Skill." The weirdo grinned, not hiding the eagerness to try in his eyes.
But unfortunately, the Kowloon Emperor Baili Xuanji didn't seem to think of anything happening now. He whispered a few words to the old monk and the woodcutter, and then the three of them flew to a certain Bagua stone platform together.
Then the old monk and the monk on the Bagua Stone Platform said a few words with a smile. The real-life old man was immediately flattered and voluntarily gave up the Bagua Stone Platform and found another place.
When the weirdo saw this, a trace of sneer appeared on his face. He raised his head and looked around, then suddenly flew towards an eight-stone platform. Coincidentally, this Eight-Based Stone Platform was exactly where Yuwen Zhouyuan was staying.
One stick.
Seeing the hater flying toward him, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but change his expression!
"Boy, get out of here! I own this place!" As soon as the monster's huge figure stood firm on the Bagua Stone Platform, he immediately stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan with cold eyes and said coldly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression suddenly turned ugly, and he couldn't help but clasping his hands together in his sleeves, but after a moment of silence, he resisted the thought of taking action, and still jumped off the Bagua Stone Platform without saying a word.
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Then, from the Bagua Stone Platform, the sound of Hate Tianweng’s wild laughter could be heard.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face turned cold when he heard that smile! For him, although he felt extremely humiliated, he could only tolerate it for the time being.
After all, although the restrictions in this hall can limit the monks' cultivation and allow them to fight, he really doesn't know whether these restrictions will have as great an impact on these late-stage True Master monks as they do.
Although Yu Wen Zhouyuan is arrogant, he is not stupid, and he will not fight an uncertain battle. He does not want to lose his life because of his impatience.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan found a clean ground and sat down again, Ye Chunqiu, an old man in Confucian clothing, raised his hand and placed a soundproof ban on their magic masters, and then asked the weirdo with a smile on his face.
: "Brother Hen came so late this time. Ye thought that Brother Hen had changed his mind and didn't plan to come this time?"
"No, how is this possible? I was still counting on the things in the Galaxy Palace to refine the Immortality Pill! But something happened on the way and I was delayed. But this time, the Kowloon Emperor Baili Xuanji came here, I was really surprised.
Not small! Could it be that he also knows that the longevity fruit has reached maturity and wants to pick some?" The weirdo touched the yellow beard on his chin and said with some doubts.
"I'm really not sure about this Ye? But apart from this object, there are many precious and unusual things in the Galaxy Palace. Who knows what the other party came for this time." Ye Chunqiu, an old man in Confucian clothing, also became a little confused.
, so he replied.
"This Baili Xuanji is one of the top leaders in the righteous path. Could he be trying to steal the Galaxy Treasure Box?" Ancestor Tu Xin seemed to have thought of something and asked a little worriedly.
"Galaxy Treasure Chest! Isn't it possible? If this thing were so easy to obtain, it would have been taken away by the masters in the past. How could it be their turn?" Before the hater could respond, Ye Chunqiu, an old man dressed in Confucianism, shook his head.
It's as authentic as a plucked drum.
"Is this not necessarily true? I heard that the disciples of the Huangji Sect were looking for powerful spiritual beasts everywhere in the past few years, but then there was suddenly no news. I don't know if they have found them yet. If there are enough powerful spiritual beasts to help, maybe this
The Jiulong Emperor of the Huangji Sect really knows how to plan for the Galaxy Treasure Chest." Ancestor Tu Xin said with a frown, and subconsciously glanced at Baili Xuanji and the others, looking worried.
At this time, the three true master-level monks from the righteous path were sitting cross-legged on the Bagua stone platform, seemingly not paying attention to their conversation at all.
"Hmph! It's not just Baili Xuanji who may have powerful spiritual beasts. I heard that Ancestor Tu Xin also got two alien giant spiritual beasts in Fenglei City. I'm afraid you are very ambitious when you come here this time.
!" Hattianweng glanced at Ancestor Tu Xin and said unceremoniously.