Everyone stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence.
Even the previous King Anlan's achievements of eighty pavilions were only comparable to those of the Eight Elements, and they only accounted for a small part of the light screen.
But now,
One thousand and eighty seats!
This is not twice as much, nor ten times as much, but more than a hundred times as much!
After a long time, one person swallowed hard and reminded Hei Shou: "Fellow Hei Shou, this result... is the statistics wrong..."
"Yes, it must be that the formation is wrong..." Other strong people also reacted one after another, thinking that this result should be due to a problem with the formation.
"Yes, fellow Taoist Heishou, please check it out."
As for Hei Shou, a wry smile appeared on his face: "This... to be honest, I have just checked the formation three times and found no problems."
"There may be something wrong with some of the hidden formation disks and runes. I'll check again..."
"One thousand and eighty seats is too exaggerated..."
With that said, he will continue to check the array runes.
But at this moment, a voice interrupted him.
"No need to check, the one thousand and eighty seats are real."
The voice was clear and sweet.
Hei Shou and other powerful men looked over subconsciously and found that it was An Shuyao who had just stood up but said nothing.
"This girl...what do you mean? Now is not the time to lose your temper." Hei Shou said quickly.
"I admit that it was wrong of me to interrupt you before, but you don't have to open your eyes and tell lies to disobey me."
An Shuyao smiled and said: "I am not against my Taoist brother. If you don't believe me, ask other Taoist friends if this result of getting 80 seats out of 1,000 is true?"
Hei Shou heard this and looked at the others in surprise, "This... Taoist brothers..."
The others looked at Hei Shou and nodded neatly together.
Hei Shou froze on the spot, and thunder seemed to flash through his mind: "This... are you serious?"
"Of course I am serious." Sikong said seriously.
Jin Xiao also nodded: "I know this is hard to accept, but Brother Heishou, we really saw it with our own eyes."
"well……"
Hei Shou said incoherently: "But one thousand and eighty seats, how on earth did you do it..."
An Shuyao smiled mysteriously: "How about you ask the rightful owner what he said?"
Hei Shou's body trembled, and then he remembered that these 1,080 achievements were created by people. He could directly ask the person who created the results.
"I wonder which fellow Taoist has completed the achievement of 1,080 seats. Can you come out and clarify our doubts?"
Hei Shou, as well as everyone behind him, all looked at the Spirit Tribe people expectantly.
His eyes swept over An Shuyao, Sikong, Huang Siyuan, Bai Lun, Zhou Yaoqiao...
However, no one responded to them.
But the next moment,
They saw An Shuyao turn around, smile and say to someone: "Fellow Daoist Li, would you like to explain to fellow Taoists how exactly one thousand and eighty seats are made?"
"ah!"
Everyone exclaimed inwardly at the same time and began to go crazy!
What! What!
Why is it him!
It turned out to be the person who was ridiculed collectively just now!
It was actually him who completed the record of 1,080 seats!!
Ahhhhhhhh what should I do, how should I speak!!
The scene was very embarrassing.
The faces of all the strong men were extremely ugly, filled with embarrassment.
Because just now under the leadership of Hei Shou, they almost collectively laughed at Li Qingyun...
Of course, the one with the ugliest face was Hei Shou.
At this time, the corners of his eyes twitched crazily, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly: "This... I didn't expect..."
"I didn't expect that this Taoist friend would actually create 1,080 achievements. I was really disrespectful just now..."
Li Qingyun nodded lightly: "It doesn't matter. After all, everyone here is a monk who is stronger than me. Just teach me a few words and I will listen."
Being attacked by what he said, everyone present suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.
My heart hurts like a needle prick.
"Fellow Taoist, don't say that, fellow Taoist, isn't that a misunderstanding..."
"Yes, yes, you hide so deeply, who knew you were so powerful..."
"We're just joking with you, there's no harm in it."
Everyone endured the heartache of being ridiculed and began to do Tai Chi to explain.
Li Qingyun: "Oh."
Everyone once again suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points, and their hearts felt as if they were pricked with toothpicks, which hurt even more.
I can't bear it.
Hei Shou tried his best to straighten his expression and stepped forward to ask Li Qingyun: "Fellow Taoist, can you explain to me how you got this result of one thousand and eighty..."
Li Qingyun: "No."
Hei Shou: "I..."
After enduring a critical hit of 10,000 points again, my heart hurt like two toothpicks pricking me at the same time.
"I would like to apologize to my fellow Taoist."
Hei Shou clasped his fists with both hands and saluted Li Qingyun: "I apologize to fellow Taoist for my previous neglect, and I also ask fellow Taoist to forgive me."
Seeing that Hei Shou's apology was quite sincere, Li Qingyun said softly: "Yes."
Hei Shou continued to ask without giving up: "Fellow Taoist, can you tell me to wait now?"
"How did you achieve this achievement of one thousand and eighty seats?"
Li Qingyun had no expression on his face and said calmly:
"The reason is simple."
"Because your secret realm of Hades only has a total of 1,080 pavilions."
The moment this sentence appeared.
Not only was everyone present silent, but even the air seemed to freeze.
What Li Qingyun just said echoed in everyone's ears.
Because there are only one thousand and eighty pavilions...
only……
Heart, it hurts like a thousand signatures piercing the heart...
…
…
Half an hour later.
Many strong men who came to help waved goodbye to Hei Shou and left Qingzhou after being fed and shocked.
King Anlan bid farewell to Hei Shou: "Fellow Hei Shou, the competition task for the geniuses of the four tribes is very close. I have to rush to the next competition, so I can't have a drink with you."
"Next time I see you, I will definitely have a drink with you."
Hei Shou nodded: "I naturally understand the mission of fellow Taoist Anlan and the priest group."
"only……"
He secretly glanced at Li Qingyun in the crowd: "It's just that fellow Taoist is sure... is it necessary for the four races' geniuses to compete?"
King Anlan: "..."
"Farewell!"
Turn around and leave.
Hei Shou: "..."
"Friend Taoist, calm down your anger, Taoist friend, calm down your anger."
Prince Anlan ignored him and signaled to the geniuses of the four tribes, and everyone used their flying magic weapons, soared into the sky, and left Qingzhou.
Hei Shou looked at the back of King Anlan, raised his right hand and hesitated to speak:
"Oh...it's just the truth..."
"Why are you still angry?"
boom!
The magic weapon called by the underworld suddenly activated, made a huge noise, and left with a bang.