Chapter 260: Gods Conference 2

Chapter 260:

The three people stood in the middle of the Fengshen platform, and an invisible momentum rippled between the three.

Between the three people, there is a distance of ten feet, and their expressions are different. They are either far and deep, which can't be seen, or they just burst, burning like infinite flames, or strange and cold, like the eyes of a fierce beast.

There is a person in the left hand, dressed in a cold moonlight robe. The cold moon in front of his chest seems to emit a cold light. Under the light, it makes people feel cold and indifferent. A pair of eyes reveal a deep chill, but on that pair of eyes, another eye is tightly closed.

This person is a subordinate derived from the power of the cold moon, and is also the "Dongchu Palace" three-eyed emperor who is responsible for monitoring all the strong people in the world of the divine world. It is said that his third eye can penetrate the void, see the world thousands of years ago, and can also shoot out absolute rays through the void. This magic power is If the emperor is a little careless, he will also be hit hard.

While there is a person in the middle, there is a wisp of smile on his face, but this does not make people feel close. The body is pure black robe forged, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of. As if it can suck people's eyes, people's eyes are trapped in it and can't extricate themselves.

It is the fire god emperor of Jiayu Hall, which is derived from the strange combination of the two forces of Burning to Zun and Leng Zhi Zun, but it is not controlled by the two gods and emperors. In addition to the world, it is also rare to care about the affairs of this world. There are few traces of him in all kinds of things in the world.

The person on the far right is extremely cheerful. However, in a pair of eyes, there is a violent and fierce atmosphere, which makes people dare not dare to compete with it. A fiery soul armor is the best soul armor, burning like a flame.

It is the Lone Sword Emperor derived from the power of Burning to Zun, who is the polarized palace master who is responsible for fighting and action.

As soon as the three people appeared, the power on their bodies actually suppressed the power of the seven major suzerains. They stood proudly in the Fengshen platform, looking around the world, as if no one could see it.

On and off the stage of the Fengshen platform, countless disciples of the sect Sanxiu's eyes were taken by him for a while, and there was a trace of fear among them.

"Three of you, please take your seats!"

The emperor's god was indifferent, but his voice was full of a strong and mellow atmosphere. From afar, the whole peak was clearly audible, which immediately called back those people's hearts.

"Humph!"

The three-eyed emperor snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, dragged a chair to one side, sat in the corner of the Fengshen platform, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

The Fire God Emperor laughed, but held his fist and said, "The suzerain is polite." He chose one side to sit down, but the emperor of the lonely sword looked left and right. Suddenly, he smiled and walked carelessly to the seat of the beast spirit suzerain.

On the side, the three elders, the flying tiger, the cracked bear and the drum lion, saw this situation. Their eyes condensed. The flying tiger elder stepped on a step, stood in front of the seat, arched his hand and said, "Emperor Gu Jian, your seat is over there. This is the position of my beast spirit suzerain."

The corners of Emperor Gujian's mouth slightly raised and snorted coldly, "It's just a seat, and it's divided into the suzerain emperor. If you like that position, take it yourself. I want this position!"

As he spoke, he saw that the emperor of the lonely sword buttoned his finger slightly, and an unparalleled sword gas suddenly shot out from his finger and directly attacked the flying tiger elder in front of him.

The face of the flying tiger elder changed, but he never thought that the lonely sword emperor was so bold. At the time of the god conference, he immediately wanted to take action. Looking at the sword spirit, which was extremely full of qi and blood, as if he had pierced the void. There was no sign at all, but stabbed in front of him and was shocked. Below, he retreated half a step, and the elder of the cracked bear and the elder of the drum lion took a step at the same time. Three giant beasts, a lion, a tiger and a bear, appeared in their hands at the same time.

"Bum!"

The unique sword spirit of the emperor of the lonely sword hit the three beasts, and his powerful power stirred around, while the emperor of the sword suddenly took a step forward, with ten fingers in his hands, and the sword spirit sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, and kept stabbing the three elders in front of him.

"Humph!"

The flying tiger elder snorted coldly and tried his best to resist. However, with each blow of the lonely sword emperor, the power of qi and blood was extremely condensed, forming a huge force. When he hit, he was worried about damaging the Fengshen platform, so he had to restrain his strength. Every blow forced him to resist only and had no counterattack power.

"Emperor Gu Jian, please stop!"

In the distance, Di Shitian suddenly shouted, his body flashed, and his body disappeared out of thin air. At this moment, he saw the empty superiors laughing and said loudly, "It's rare for the Gujian Emperor to have such interest. Di Shitian, let's not disturb."

While talking, the figure of Wukongshang's body seemed to be unmoved. However, in the sky, the figure of Di Shitian and Wukong appeared at the same time. The two quickly collided with their hands, and then both of them fell down. It was not until this moment that the previous body of Wukongshang's previous body gradually disappeared. The speed was so fast that it was so fast.

The emperor's face was indifferent. He stared at the empty superior coldly and said, "After nine years of cultivation, I don't know what level your infinite heart formula has reached."

"Ha ha, I dare not. You disappeared for nine years, and it was not until the day before yesterday that you suddenly appeared. I don't know if the sword wound of the heart mark has healed."

The man's face did not change, he said slowly.

When the two said this, the faces of the people around them couldn't help but change, and they speculated again about the battle between the two sides in nine years. However, the words between the two were very obscure. Although they knew some of the situation at that time, they could not guess which side would win in the end.

However, at this moment, the battle between the Gujian Emperor and the three elders of the Beast Spirit Sect has also entered a white-hot state.

However, the blue light beast shadow appeared on the three elders of the flying tiger, the drum lion and the cracked bear at the same time. When they raised their hands and feet, there were lions and tigers. With each blow, it seemed to tear up the space. It collided with the sword spirit of the emperor of the lonely sword, causing the space to shake. Suddenly, the emperor of the lonely sword took a step forward again, in his hand. The sword was like a rainstorm. In a blink of an eye, it shrouded all the ten feet around it, and its figure disappeared at the same time as the three elders.

Just when the scattered cultivation and sect disciples below were surprised, they suddenly heard an explosion. The seat was like being struck by lightning and suddenly exploded. Countless pieces of wood had not yet rushed out of a foot of the place. In an instant, a force was stirred into pieces and disappeared.

The three elders of the Beast Soul Sect appeared at the same time as the Emperor of the Gujian. They only heard the Emperor of the Gujian laugh: "If you don't sit, don't sit, don't sit. Why destroy the chair? Now even if your suzerain comes, there is no seat. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Emperor Gujian laughed loudly and swaggered back to his seat to sit down. He looked coldly at the emperor Shitian and Wukong superiors who were facing each other in the field and said, "If you want to fight, you can fight. There is no suzerain style like this."

Di Shitian took a deep breath, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the people in the field. His voice was cold, which revealed a sense of killing.

"The emperor's battle, get up!"

"Yes!"

The four strong palm bells agreed at the same time, and the four palms angrily hit the ancient bell of Tianxing. The melodious sound came out thousands of miles in an instant. The rivers were shocked, and the clouds and fog moved. In this way, a fierce murderous spirit suddenly appeared on the peak of the sky. If this murderous spirit suddenly had the essence, it reached the whole sky peak cage. In the cover, above the sky, there are nine emperors at the same time.

The nine emperors looked down and their eyes were cold. The murderous spirit gathered among the nine people, making the nine people proud of all sentient beings as if they were pointing to the sky with a sharp sword, but when they saw the nine people bowed to the emperor Shitian at the same time and said, "See the suzerain!"

On the Fengshen platform, everyone saw the projection of the nine strong emperors, and their expression was solemn at the same time. It was the Lone Sword Emperor. Although the corners of his mouth still contained a smile, after the smile, the pair of violent eyes were extremely solemn.

"During the Fengshen Conference, there were bold trouble-or. Regardless of their status, they don't have to report and kill them directly."

"Yes! The suzerain!"

The nine strong emperors bowed and agreed at the same time, but their bodies shook slightly and immediately turned into nine rays and fell into the peak of the sky.

Although the nine emperors retreated, the intention of killing just now is still shrouded in the hearts of all people. The spirit of killing is like a sharp sword hanging upside down, hanging in the hearts of everyone's hearts.

Countless scattered disciples cast their eyes on the face of the Gujian Emperor at the same time, but the latter smiled carelessly, did not speak, and seemed to be unaware of it.

Look at the three elders of the Beast Soul Sect, Flying Tiger, Rift Bear and Drum Lion, with a bright blue face, three pairs of fists clenched tightly, and staring at the lonely sword emperor with hatred.

Just now, the emperor of the lonely sword defeated three, and still suppressed the three people with his strong strength. At first sight, he couldn't defend it. The flying tiger elder decisively took action and destroyed the patriarch's seat to avoid succeeding for the lonely sword emperor and smearing the sect. However, such a practice still made them ashamed and helpless. Seeing that the emperor Shizong was so peaceful. Pai, I hate it in my heart.

The flying tiger elder stepped on a step and said, "The suzerain is not here. The three flying tigers humiliated the sect and stay here again. The Beast Spirit Sect withdrew from the god conference and asked the emperor to grant it!"

Di Shitian's face changed slightly and said in a low voice, "I have dealt with this matter improperly. Don't be angry with the three elders. Breeze, take the three elders down to rest for the time being."

One of the four elders answered, flew to the three flying tiger elders and said in a low voice, "Three elders, please!"

"Brother, I don't know if we can still catch up!"

Wu Pengwei galloped and said, "I heard that once the Fengshen Conference is opened, no one is allowed to enter it. If it is too late, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to enter it again."

Wu Pengwei's heart sank slightly, nodded and said, "Do your best."

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter. I'll take you into it and see which of them dares not to let you go!"

A person's voice suddenly sounded beside Wu Pengwei's ear, and he was suddenly surprised. The source of the sound was within ten feet behind him. It was so close that he was unaware of it. This man's magical power was absolutely above the realm of the emperor, and it was even impossible to reach the divine realm of the emperor.

Wu Pengwei looked sideways, but he saw that the person behind him was extremely sloppy. His hair was like a chicken coop, and his face was all black. His clothes were as if he had not been washed for several years, one piece of a piece of rags.

However, Wu Pengwei could still see that in the corner of the chest of the tattered shirt, there were traces of dragon floating clouds, and his heart was slightly shocked. The only person in the world who could wear this shirt was the master of the beast spirit.

Wu Pengwei's heart was shocked. Nine years ago, the beast soul suzerain, the beast spirit sect was broken. In order to protect the disciples of the sect, he got out. After being involved in danger, there was no news at all, and the beast soul sect could not be checked. At this moment, it actually appeared!?

"Wu Pengwei has met the suzerain!"

Wu Pengwei immediately stopped and bowed and said.

"Haha, good! I really don't know what those elders and apprentices think. They can recruit people to enter the door, hehe, but I appreciate your style of acting very much. It's good.

"Song...Songzhu!?"

Chi Mei looked at the man before he met him. For a while, he couldn't recognize this person as the suzerain. Seeing that this person was sloppy all over, there was an unpleasant stench emerging, but there was no other suzerain appearance. It was not until he heard Wu Pengwei talking that he suddenly realized that this person was really the suzerain of the beast. I can't help but be surprised and can hardly speak.

Over the years, the Beast Spirit Sect has been suppressed by people and succumbed to others. Among them, how can others know that there is no suzerain, it is as if there is no pillar pillar. Since the last war, half of the elder disciples of the sect have fallen, that is, another strong man in the sect except for the suzerain, is also the whole Without any news, how can other sects pay attention to it like this?

"Hey hey, Chi Mei, I haven't seen you for nine years, but I have forgotten my appearance. Ha ha, yes, I have reached the peak of Xingshuai. In nine years, you have not been lazy! Haha!"

Kanglong Shangren laughed, but a trace of sadness appeared faintly in the corners of his eyes. He completely covered up this look and patted Wu Pengwei on the shoulder and laughed, "Aren't you with Feihu and others? Why are you late?"

"The disciple was injured by Haoran Zong Mo's superiors, and he chased them for them. It was not until yesterday that he recovered from his injury and rushed over!"

Wu Pengwei answered truthfully, but Kanglong Shangren's face was slightly cold and he hummed, "A group of bastards dare to sneak attack the people of my sect. After the God Conference, let's see me clean up the Mo Li Shangren for you."

Wu Pengwei couldn't help rubbing his nose: "Mo Li's superior is dead!"

"Dead!?" Kanglong Shangren was slightly stunned: "How did you die?"

"He is forced to escape for his disciples. Only in the self-explosive world can he hit me hard."

"What!?" Kanglong Shangren's face was surprised, and an incredible expression appeared in his eyes. Looking at Wu Pengwei in front of him for a long time, he laughed: "Okay, okay, die well, die happily, haha!"