In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In the great hall, almost everyone was stunned by the gaze of Ash Fairy, those dead gray pupils, as if eternal extinction, made everyone shudder.

In the arena, Donghuang looked at Li Mingru with a resentful face, and then glared at Fairy Ash. The old man Jianshang also had a subtle expression. He kept looking up at the dome, as if he couldn't see the subtle atmosphere between the three of them.

And Li Mingru lamented in his heart, his charm that has no place to rest~ Deer, don't follow the old path of being a teacher.

He lamented for a while, then touched his nose in embarrassment, and smiled at Fairy Ash:

"Miss Jin, thank you for taking the lead for me."

Hearing this, the gray-eyed woman turned her head to look at Li Mingru, without any expression in her eyes, but after seeing Li Mingru, she looked at Donghuang provocatively, and squeezed her small fists.

If he hadn't been sealed and could only manifest himself as a soul, how could it be Luo Wujin's turn to pretend to be forceful? It's really annoying.

And just as sparks were shining in the eyes of these two women, a person stood up silently in the depths of the silent hall.

This person is very ordinary, wearing an ordinary dark Taoist robe, and his facial features are also very plain, the kind of ordinary face that can't be remembered when thrown into the crowd.

If there is anything special about him, it might be his eyes. There is no wave in the ancient well, and there is a very strange look in his eyes, which are neither sad nor happy, like flowers in a mirror, and the moon in the water. , Unconsciously, you will feel a strange sense of indistinguishable reality.

In the hall of thousands of people, as this person got up, thousands of monks all looked at him, and there was a trace of fear in everyone's eyes. It was obvious that each of them was a strong man in the world, but in this ordinary place In front of the middle-aged Taoist priest, he seemed to see the rabbit of an ancient beast, and felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

Luo Wujin, who was like ashes, also looked at this person, and his cold gray pupils couldn't help trembling slightly.

The Taoist came leisurely, passed by Luo Wujin who was holding the old bustard in black, but never looked at her, but Luo Wujin's face was extremely ugly, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

It was a trembling mixed with fear and anger that he was so scared.

In the silent palace, the middle-aged Taoist came to Li Mingru one step at a time, and then looked at Li Mingru with dull eyes.

Facing this weird and mysterious middle-aged Taoist, Li Mingru still smiled, as if he didn't care about anything and deserved a beating.

Donghuang and Jianshang on both sides also looked at this Taoist with solemn expressions, and among them, the elderly Jianshang showed a sword intent that had been sealed for many years in his eyes.

But facing the gazes of these two suzerains, the middle-aged Taoist still ignored them, and only looked at Li Mingru calmly. From the beginning to the end, he was the only one in his eyes.

This strange atmosphere made the entire hall extremely quiet.

And just when this atmosphere began to make all the monks feel uncomfortable, some of the younger ones didn't even dare to show their breath, a hearty laughter suddenly came from outside the hall:

"Mingru, long time no see!"

The voice broke the eerie silence, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief for a while, but the next moment, three figures entered from outside the door.

These three figures, on the left side, are a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man is wearing a black dragon-embroidered robe and a black crown. His eyes are majestic and imposing, like an emperor through the ages.

On the right is an old man, wearing a black robe, short in stature, with long and narrow eyes. Although his eyes are full of fierceness, he has a slightly wretched demeanor, giving the impression of an old and fierce short old man.

And the figure headed in the middle is a tall, muscular old man wearing a blue and white elegant robe. It was this old man who spoke just now.

Seeing these three people, the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest Gujing Wubo finally moved slightly, and Jianshang, Donghuang, and Luo Wujin were obviously relieved.

In the field, Li Mingru, who was carrying a wine gourd, also smiled and greeted the three of them one by one:

"Junior Li Mingru

I have met the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Senior Jiang.

I have met the ancestor of Shangguan, the senior of Shangguan.

I have met Zhifangtian Confucian ancestor, Zhongni senior. "

The three titles sounded one after another, and every time they fell, the hearts of everyone in the audience would tremble.

In the field, the tall man, imposing, but full of knowledge, the old man smiled and patted Li Mingru on the shoulder, talking to him. The little old man in black, the ancestor of Shangguan, seemed to be watching a Like an outstanding junior, he talked enthusiastically with him, and said with emotion between his words:

"Mingru's nephew, the descendants of the descendants are not talented, and it is really embarrassing for the generation of Shangguan to be promoted. Speaking of which, the kid's talent is enough, but he is too stupid. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult for him to ascend to heaven Of his three children, only the eldest daughter can barely tell the truth. I hope that when Mingru goes back, he will beat the grandson of Shangguan Sheng for the old man. Don't be afraid, Mingru, just tell him that you are right. The name of his ancestors to smoke him!"

Hearing this, Li Mingru smiled awkwardly and didn't know how to answer it for a while.

While he was joking and chatting with several elders, the majestic middle-aged man in the black dragon robe in the field only nodded with Li Mingru, and then strode towards the expressionless middle-aged Taoist.

When he came in front of the Taoist, the middle-aged man gave him a hard look, and then said directly:

"I came here today for one thing only!

Mu Chaoge, you can stop me, and I will turn against you immediately. If you fight with me, although I am not invincible, but I am confident that I can do it if I destroy this Dao Yuan Palace. At that time, you will also be forced to fight The Taoist came out, so you can give it a try! "

After some Daoming words were spoken, the middle-aged man directly passed him and strode towards a man and a woman in the field.

Following his steps, the man and the woman were suddenly filled with fear and fear, and their jaws began to tremble uncontrollably.

The middle-aged Taoist just watched coldly, but he did not stop him. It seemed that his threat had worked.

In the arena, under the gaze of countless people, a middle-aged man wearing a black dragon robe, with a high aura, with an unimaginable aura of a real dragon, came to a man and a woman with pale faces.

The other monks around lowered their heads one after another, as if they were turning a blind eye. Even the golden monk sitting next to the two of them closed their eyes and chanted in a low voice, very seriously.

No one dares to disobey the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Jiang Taiqing, at this time!

At this moment, a man and a woman were breathless from the middle-aged emperor's breath, and the woman knelt on the ground with a "plop".

The man stretched his neck reluctantly and said:

"Eastern Europe has been destroyed by China. Both Izanami and I have lost the belief of the people. Without faith, Izanami and I are doomed to be difficult to improve our cultivation. Jiang Taiqing, I"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Taiqing stared suddenly:

"What are you! How dare you call me by my name!"

As soon as these words came out, a violent aura raged in the hall instantly, and the aura even turned into the sound of a violent dragon chant. For a moment, thousands of monks in the audience lowered their heads, even the mysterious Mu Chaoge. He squinted his eyes.

Li Mingru was also amazed at seeing it, and said with emotion: "Emperor Jiang is worthy of being the emperor who inherited the ancestor dragon. When this ancestor dragon spirit comes out, it is really breathless, and I can't help but want to kneel and kowtow."

The tall and mighty Mr. Zhong Ni smiled when he heard the words, and said, "Mingru, you see, the old man is not affected, do you know why?"

Li Mingru thought for a while, and then guessed: "Could it be that Mr.... the urine is slightly higher than ordinary people?"

Kong Zhongni: ...