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As soon as he called out, Zhou Yan slapped him on the face and shut up.

"If you have something to talk about, if you call again, you will be boiled into a pot of donkey broth, and the donkey whip will also be boiled by the way."

Zhou Yan glanced at it, and pointed at Yu Shicheng: "This guy is so good, he's about to cry."

Yu Shicheng used to be a frequent visitor to the brothel, and he still remembers that after giving the other party a tiger penis, Yu Shicheng started to appreciate and help him from then on.

Yu Shicheng coughed dryly, subconsciously looked at the little black donkey's crotch, couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

"Damn it! You are so old, what are you looking at!"

The little black donkey trembled at the sight of Yu Shicheng, and flew into a rage, with smoke coming from his nose.

"You are going to do something bad! I know, I want to join!"

The little black donkey glared at Yu Shicheng, looked at Zhou Yan, and raised the donkey's hoof.

"Don't talk nonsense! I have been open and aboveboard and love freedom all my life. How can I do bad things? It's just to talk about life and ideals with the gods in the lower realm."

Zhou Yan retorted with righteous words.

The little black donkey understood right away.

"I can help you. I have also learned a lot about the sons of God in the past few days, and I know their habits."

The little black donkey's eyes are chaotic every day!What's new?Since childhood. Talk group. Stay.Stay (nine! Eight? Zero? Twenty, five? Eight [five six) turn.

"Oh? Let's talk about it, which one is easy to start? It can't attract the attention of others."

Zhou Yan flicked the sky, and a list of names emerged, which were rubbed from the court hall, and basically all of them coveted his Dao fruit.

There are indeed too many god sons and so on who came down from the fairy world, and it is not appropriate to act blatantly.

However, a few were kidnapped and sold without anyone noticing...

Who knew he did it?

Has something to do with the Dragon Clan?

"This, I have learned about it before. This guy is the son of the Nether Immortal King. Someone once said that he is the ninth incarnation of the Immortal Emperor, and then he believed it. He is very obsessed with fortune-telling."

The little black donkey's hoof pointed to a name—Son of Netherworld.

Chapter 168 Nether God Son

"How did you lure him out?"

Zhou Yan tilted his head and said, why does he feel a little unreliable.

"As long as it is spread, a fortune teller is in the Han Dynasty, and he will definitely go there!"

The little black donkey was very determined, and told Zhou Yan that there was a branch of divine calculation in the fairy world who was good at deducing secrets.

Although there are not many people, all of them are proficient in deduction. It is rumored that the ancestor of this lineage deduced the dark catastrophe, which is famous in the fairy world and has a high voice.

This disciple, a small fortune teller, is also a remarkable figure, born with wisdom roots, and can glimpse a corner of the future when he was young.

"This matter is entrusted to you."

Zhou Yan pondered for a while and felt that it was necessary to give it a try.

Next, Zhou Yan learned the peerless fairy formation from the little black donkey, and prepared to set up a formation to trap and kill.

He also borrowed a top-level fairy weapon from the sixth son of the Dragon Clan, and by the way, released the news that the little magic operator was in the Han Dynasty.

He had inquired about that lineage, and Shenlong could see the beginning but not the end, and he would not be exposed in a short time.

At the same time, the news of the Immortal Dao Conference has intensified, and an invitation has even been sent to Zhou Yan.

This was clearly a move against him.

Zhou Yan didn't respond to this at all.

On this day, the Immortal Dao Conference was held in Zilong Mountain.

"That Zhou Yan really didn't know good from bad! The ancient devil invited him, but he didn't come! It's his luck that a person from the lower realm can be invited!"

At the Immortal Dao Conference, there were peach trees standing tall and stone tables lying horizontally, and many disciples of the great sect were chatting and laughing happily, looking down the mountain from time to time, waiting for a long time to no avail, some people couldn't help but feel cold.

Many outstanding people looked at the ancient devil sitting at the stone table in the depths.

Tall, with dark eyes like abysses, with the courage to swallow thousands of miles like a tiger, the space where he is located is distorted, and it is extremely terrifying.

Many people looked at it with awe.

The ancient devil, who has been immersed in the ancestral devil pool for thousands of years, has overwhelmed many arrogances since he was born. Compared with the god son of the Great Sect, he is not far behind, extremely terrifying.

Beside him, there is a phoenix girl from the ancient phoenix clan, who is peerless and untainted by dust.

There is also a demon sage son who has the most demonic aura in the world, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance, and is superior to all heroes.

There are also top god sons such as the reincarnation god son and the ghost god son of the human race.

Those who can sit here are all the most talented people in the ages, who have the aptitude to prove the Taoism and the Immortal Emperor.

"Let me see, go directly to the capital of the Han Dynasty, capture and kill that Zhou Yan, and seize the Dao Fruit!"

A strange man with a head shaped like a cow snorted coldly, his hair was like steel needles, red like blood, it looked weird.

But no one dared to laugh at him. This is a remnant of the ancient times, the young supreme of the Qiongqi lineage, very bloodthirsty and cruel.

"Brother Wu is right. Now that thousands of clans are gathered, if I kill that Zhou Yan, the dragon clan will dare to turn against me?"

The demon saint raised his glass and said with a smile.

As the young son of the Kunpeng clan, he is qualified to say this. The Kunpeng clan can rival the dragon clan. It is rumored that the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan can swallow the sun and the moon.

"Then how to distribute the unworldly fruits?"

Gu Mozi opened his mouth with a stern expression, as if he treated Zhou Yan as a dish on the table and let others slaughter him.

"Kill him first, it's all about ability!"

Youming Shenzi has a slender figure, as warm and moist as jade, and has a bit of femininity.

"Okay! After that, I will test the attitude of the dragon race. That race is too heaven-defying after all."

The Son of Samsara said that he was very afraid of the Dragon Clan.

If Zulong hadn't died tragically in the dark catastrophe, they wouldn't dare to be presumptuous.

And this race has become extinct in the fairy world. It was cursed by the one in the dark catastrophe many years ago, and its bloodline withered.

I believe that in another ten thousand years, this heaven-defying race will completely disappear in the long river of history.

"It's a pity, this Zhou Yan can't grow up anymore, otherwise I really want to experience his strength. If I can smash a character who has survived the nine-color half-day tribulation, I will become an immortal emperor!"

Huang Nu's voice is clear and sweet, her face is beautiful, but her momentum is no worse than that of a man.

"If he grows up, I'm afraid you will really meet a big enemy."

God Son Youming sneered, eyes full of fear, no one can guarantee that no one in the same realm can defeat a hero who has survived the nine-color half-day tribulation.

Back then, the empress of the Supreme Immortal Cult was only nine colors.

"God Son Xianguang from the Supreme Immortal Sect won't intervene?"

Gu Mozi glanced at the young man in white who was drinking tea alone in the corner, his face was like a crown jade, untouched by the world of mortals, like an exile.

There is no one around, and this is enough to prove that God Son Xianguang is terrifying. As the empress' grandson, he is one of the most powerful people here.

"It has nothing to do with my Supreme Immortal Sect, please do as you please."

Shenzi Xianguang smiled gently, which attracted the attention of many goddesses.

Son of God Xianguang, in terms of appearance, no one can match his shoulders, and his handsomeness is unparalleled.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. It was rumored that the Kunlun Immortal King valued Zhou Yan very much, and everyone was very afraid of it.

As long as the Supreme Immortal Sect doesn't intervene, they slaughter a guy who has just crossed the catastrophe, like picking something out of a bag.

at this time.

A figure rushed over and whispered a few words in the ear of God Child You Ming.

"Farewell, everyone."

God Son Youming's eyes brightened, he stood up and said goodbye.

"Why is the Son of God in such a hurry?"

The Son of Samsara was surprised.

"Oh, the little fortune teller of the school of divine fortune-telling is in the lower realm, I'll go pay a visit."

God Son Youming smiled, and hurried down Zilong Mountain after speaking.

"Hey! What's the use of being obsessed with divine calculations? My fate is up to me!"

The Son of Samsara sneered, and sneered at the behavior of the Son of Nether.

The people present nodded one after another. There is no definite number for the future.

Many gods in the fairy world exchanged cups, talked about the great way, and sometimes mentioned Zhou Yan who had crossed the nine-color half-day calamity. Some people envied the nine-color half-day calamity, while others scoffed.

"Nine-color half-day calamity, but that's all, I kill him like a chicken!"

Gu Mozi snorted coldly, looked at the world with disdain, very conceited.

After leaving, God Son Youming was followed by an old servant.

"Where is the little fortune teller?"

The God Son of Youming asked, looking expectantly in his eyes. Divine fortune-telling is a mysterious and abnormal art, and it is difficult to find the real dragon.

He has searched for too long in the fairy world, but unfortunately it has been fruitless.

Of course, seeking gods is a discipline, and naturally has his purpose and plan.

"In Yuecheng, the old slave also heard about it from some real immortals in the lower realm."

The old servant said respectfully, in the past few days, news has spread, and many real immortals have gone to ask the little magician to deduce it, and they all gained something.

Of course, those true immortals are all lucky and casual cultivators from the lower realms.

"Go! Let him help me deduce the Immortal Emperor Dao this time!"

The eyes of God Son of Youming are like the sea of ​​Netherworld, shining with a faint light.

When the ancestor of the divine calculation calculated the dark catastrophe, they also deduced their generation at the same time.

Treat the lower realms as a field of Shura, step on the bones of your peers, and a fairy emperor will surely be born!

The old servant hurriedly led the way, and with their speed, they soon arrived at Yuecheng.

Not long after, they found an ordinary stall. The stall owner was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a gentle face and big white teeth showing in a smile.

"Are you a little fortune teller?"

Chapter 169 A Sap!abducted

Shenzi Youming looked suspiciously at the ordinary youth in front of him.

Little fortune teller, few people have seen the real face, so he is not sure.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Your Excellency is the Son of the Nether God, right? My teacher once said that there is a Taoist friend who has a destiny with me, and it seems to be Your Excellency."

The little black donkey smiled.

"Maybe deduce, my fate?"

God Son Youming doubted that he believed in fortune-telling, but he was not stupid.

"God Son of the Netherworld has a long history and it's hard to deduce it, but since I'm destined, I can watch it for free."

The little black donkey smiled, then threw a few copper coins to the ground.

After a while, his face changed, and he said immediately: "Your Excellency, leave!"

After finishing speaking, he packed up the booth and left, in a hurry.

God Son Youming was stunned, what does this mean?

"Master Shenzi, this person is very suspicious, do you want to arrest him for questioning?"