. "Haha, please do whatever you want. I hope you can get some feelings from it today. We are all people born for our master, and our cultivation is the strongest weapon to overcome obstacles for our master, and this is exactly what you lack the most. Looking back now, my grandfather and the others were really great wisdom at that time. They strictly warned our descendants not to give up their practice even if they are trapped in the barrier under the abyss forever, but should be the first priority. Now, everything is proving how correct the words they left behind at that time were. Girl, since you claim to be the master's woman, you have to pay more for him than us. By his side, you must use your own hands to protect the master, instead of letting the master protect you, otherwise it will only be a burden to the master. So, don't be slacking off again in the future, do you understand?" Yan Tianwei said meaningfully.

In front of Chu Jingtian and Leng Ya, he had no scruples on his speech. He could be approached by the - Green # Xiao￥论论在线论在线 and appeared in their sight. The monk looked about forty or fifty years old, with a wide chin and surprisingly small eyes. He was holding a big palm fan that had been damaged in his hand, wearing a shabby ordinary monk's robe. It was autumn at this time, and the air was a little cold, but his front was wide open, with his breasts exposed. Seeing a group of people arriving earlier than him, he grinned and smiled strangely at them, his eyes... swept across them and finally fell on Yan Gongruo, and he did not move away. His squinting eyes also smiled strangely.

Yan Gongruo was fur all over his body, and then he was angry. He was about to scold him, but Yan Gongluo reached out to stop him and whispered: "This person is a terrifying lewd monk that appeared in the past ten years of Kui Shui Kingdom. He is called Wuhua Monk. Although he is a monk, he enjoys being lewd with his wife and daughter. He is full of evil Kui Shui, but no one can do anything to him. He is indeed here."

"...Is he powerful?" Yan Gongruo resisted the urge to dig out the eyes of the monk Wuhua, hid beside Yan Qiusha to avoid his gaze, and then felt more comfortable.

"It's very powerful. If it's not powerful, how could it appear here? There will be no more than three people who can beat him in Kui Shui Kingdom." Yan Gongluo said solemnly.

"He actually dared to make an idea for me... I'm going to dig his eyes!" Yan Gongruo said viciously with his eyebrows lagging.

Although it was a long distance, such a distance was nothing to a real master. Her voice still reached the ears of Monk Wuhua, and his smile became even more strange.

For these masters, they all have their own pride. The strong are always used to appearing at the finale. Therefore, not many people are willing to appear too early. These are basically within the expectations of Yan Tianwei and the others.

After the arrival of Monk Wuhua, the number of people finally began to increase gradually. In a short while, there were already thirty or forty people. Not surprisingly, most of them observed others coldly with their eyes and thoughts. Except for some people who had a connection or familiarity, they did not communicate with each other. Many eyes were still on Yan Tianwei and his group. Except for some people who were desperate to see the duels, no one of them knew the great figures who were shocked by the side. What was even more striking is that there were four young people in the Double Ten.

And besides them, there is no one below thirty years old among these people.

A man with a white face and no beard appeared beside Chu Jingtian like a ghost, looked at them with a few expressions expressionless face, and said, "Young people, this is not the place you should come. At the beginning, many young people with excessive confidence came here every year, and eventually they were either dead or injured. Later, no one dared to come here casually. You, it would be better to come back twenty-five years or fifty years later."

"Age does not mean anything." Yan Duancang said casually.

"But at least it can represent the foundation and accumulation of power. I don't want to be troublesome, but these young people are all amazing and will become great things in the future. I don't want to see them ruin this place too early. They may have the ability to protect themselves while watching the battle. But if they fight with masters... among these people, there are good and evil, and some, they may deliberately take ruthless measures against some rising stars. Just take care of themselves." The man said in a low voice, then ignored them and walked away.

"Hey! Do you look down on us, do you? I'll tell you..."

"Girl, don't say much, he has good intentions. Even if the gathering of the strongest people in the continent is almost the same, what he said is not false, please be careful." Yan Qinghong interrupted Yan Gongruo's words in a low voice, and then looked at Chu Jingtian and Leng Ya with great meaning. Today, in addition to completing what Ye Wuchen told them, he was looking forward to the performance of these two people - on that note, Ye Wuchen specifically explained to him at the end: At the Tianchen Magic Martial Arts Conference, no matter what he had, they were allowed to help them, even if they were in danger of their lives under the masters.

Various people appeared one by one, some men and women, some stood there quietly, some squatted lazily on the ground, and some stood coldly on the mountain wall. Gradually, the number of people reached nearly a hundred people, each of which was faintly different, but one was more terrifying than the other. It was not difficult to imagine how terrifying it would be if everyone who came here built a force.

The flat area on the top of Luochen Cliff was dozens of meters long. At this time, there were already all kinds of people standing sporadically, and the various conversations became obviously warm. Yan Qinghong and Yan Tianwei and their party deliberately kept silent, paying attention to every new person. After waiting quietly, Yan Tianwei's eyes suddenly glanced upward, and a flash of light appeared in their eyes.

At the same time, four elderly people over 60 years old walked up at the same time. With their arrival and their deliberate aura, a strange burning sensation wrapped around Luochen Cliff. All eyes fell on these four elderly people at almost the same time. Because this was clearly the breath of the Northern Emperor Sect's Yan Soul Art. This means that these four elderly people are from the Northern Emperor Sect, as the order maintainer of this Tianchen Demon Martial Art Conference. No matter how strong a person is, even the Sword God and the War God, they will not easily violate the Southern Emperor Sect and the Northern Emperor Sect's Yuanhuang Sect. The Northern Emperor Sect's Yan Soul Art, the name of the Southern Emperor Sect's Water Jade Practice and its unique characteristics are almost common sense in the cultivation world of the Tianchen Continent, and it is difficult to admit mistakes.

More than 20 years ago, the chaotic battle between the Southern Emperor Sect and the Northern Emperor Sect ended in the failure of the Northern Emperor Sect due to the intervention of the Tianlong Royal Family. The Northern Emperor Sect disappeared because of this, and no news appeared again for more than 20 years. However, no one who is truly discerning would think that the Northern Emperor Sect was afraid of the Southern Emperor Sect, but instead smelled some unusual smells from it. Today, the people of the Northern Emperor Sect did appear, and no one felt the surprise, but looked at them carefully with various eyes.

Behind the four old men, there was a young man with a smile on his face. He looked about twenty-five years old and dressed casually, but he could not hide his outstanding temperament, which was born higher than ordinary people. Anyone who took a look at him could tell that his extraordinary person was extraordinary. Everyone remembered the appearance of this young man in their hearts. When they looked at him, they did not look at Leng Yachu Jingtian and the others at all. It was just because he was from the Northern Emperor Sect.

"Hmph, the Holy Lord expected that... That person is their young master, Yan Ximing and Sanwa, do you have confidence?" Yan Tianwei's mouth moved slightly, and a trace of voice came into Yan Gongluo's ears.

Yan Gongluo clenched his fists and his face was calm. Although he did not speak, he told him with his own expression: I am the real Young Master of the Northern Emperor! How could he lose to him!

"With the help of the Holy Lord, no one will realize that what we are using is the Fire Soul Art they are familiar with. At that time, you can just let go and you don't need to have any scruples. He... is your first trial. With the pure Northern Emperor bloodline, if you have been practicing hard since childhood and cannot even defeat this "mixed species", what kind of face can you follow your master!" Yan Tianwei said sternly.

Yan Gongluo nodded vigorously, glanced at Yan Ximing suddenly and then took it back in an instant. Yan Ximing seemed to have some senses, but his eyes moved sideways, but nothing appeared.

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