Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

When Yan Bei heard these discussions, the black mist flashed in his eyes.

Xuanmen's effective methods started again.

Insert mysterious persons into various forces, and then control and guide various public opinions, confusing right and wrong.

This is how he and Qi Jiu were defeated back then.

Yan Bei scanned the crowd of commentators. These were all hidden, and the mysterious practitioners without marks on their bodies could not be kept.

After hearing that the powerful forces had been successfully led away, the mysterious master above spoke again, "Everyone, the battle at Yun Dian is a battle that belongs to our geniuses. Strictly speaking, Feng Qingran is an outsider."

"Even if she has the name of Feng, she cannot be allowed to take away the glory that belongs to our genius."

"Those who are not of my race will have different hearts and cannot give in."

"What's more, she is a person named Feng who has a deep hatred against us. We cannot let her win this competition."

"She was the one who destroyed the rules of the game first. For our sake, the Xuanmen Sect Master just sacrificed most of his strength to change the rules of the Battle of Cloud Summit."

"The age limit for this competition has been relaxed. As long as the contestants are under 100 million years old and have participated in the Battle of Cloud Summit, they can compete on the stage."

"The rest of the rules remain unchanged."

"The benefits that our Xuanmen promised before are still the same."

"Everyone, I am here to wish you all a satisfactory result."

After the mysterious man finished speaking the inflammatory words, he successfully retreated.

After hearing Xuanzhe's words, the strong men immediately became excited.

With this age relaxation, many ancestors can play.

"With this provision, wouldn't there be many universe masters on the battlefield? In other words, there won't be anything for us juniors to do?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Maybe we can go up there and try."

"Pull him down. Next, the battle on top of the clouds is a battlefield for old monsters and has nothing to do with us."

"Stay outside and watch the show. Lords of Origin like us will be disgusted if we go up and deliver food."

……

The juniors were all talking.

The old monster did not come directly. They looked at each other, as if they were weighing something.

At their age, they shouldn't go to the Battle of Cloud Summit.

Once the realm has passed the Lord of Creation and reached the Lord of Origin, the difference in strength by one level is like a chasm.

Limiting it to 100 million years old may seem like a good thing, but it is not.

Because a few of them happen to be stuck on the edge of being 100 million years old, and their realm is the peak of the Lord of the Universe.

As for the 100-million-year-old Lord of Laws.

none.

So the winner must be a few of them.

What can the other strong men do if they go up there?

To deal with Feng Qingran, or to suppress her and make her hand over the God-killing Spear and many divine beasts in her hand.

The divine beasts and bonded spirits that Feng Qingran obtained at the two thousand level were still on her body.

Yan Bei noticed the thoughts of many old monsters and no longer concealed his existence.

Yan Bei walked a few steps in the air and came to the sky above Xuanmen Continent.

A terrifying cold air emanated from his whole body, and with a cold and ruthless glance, those old monsters who had previously concealed their presence were instantly nowhere to hide.

Many old monsters trembled after seeing Yan Bei's face clearly, and they all had the same thought: Why did he appear here?

There were also some old monsters who had never seen Yan Bei. They looked at Yan Bei warily, and they had a tacit understanding and did not dare to act rashly.

Yan Bei's unfathomable aura indicates that he is anything but simple.

"Who is he?"

An old monster spoke up.

No one answered his question.

Finally, an old monster came to Yan Bei and said respectfully: "Ghost Lord Yan Bei, are you here to prepare?"

Yan Bei raised his knowing eyes and looked at the old monster who spoke.

Just one glance made the old monster who spoke feel like his soul had been seen through.

A ghost cultivator appeared in front of Yan Bei and said to the old monster: "Jie Jie Jie, are you worthy of asking our boss a question? How do you look like you don't have any idea in your heart?"

The field fell silent again.

It is true that they are afraid of the Ghost Lord in the Ghost Realm, but it is also true that they are speechless towards the Ghost Lord's subordinates.

The ghost cultivator who spoke was very proud.

His boss never speaks respectfully when he is outside.

Of course he has to act as a mouthpiece, and the boss must not fall into the disadvantage.

"Jie Jie Jie, our boss said that if you want to go to the battlefield, you'd better think carefully. Don't be blinded and lose the grace of your elders. Sooner or later, this world belongs to the younger generation."

Yan Bei glanced at the ghost cultivator who was talking and went back to reward him.

"Yan Bei Ghost Master, the rules set by Xuanmen are no problem at our age, right?" An old monster asked cautiously.

They are afraid of Yan Bei.

But I don’t want to give up those benefits either.

It's really hard to prevent them from being greedy for the treasures Feng Qingran has.

"Jie Jie Jie, if you keep talking, our Ghost Lord will twist off your head and let you use half of your body to compete. In this way, after you go up, even if you are embarrassed, no one can see your face."

Zhu Qiang:......

After the ghost domain was sealed off, the ghost cultivators became even crazier.

The corners of Yan Bei's eyes twitched, and he suppressed his smile and kept his cool look.

"Yan Bei Guizun, what age do you think is appropriate?" an old man asked.

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Qi Jiu entered the Xuanmen Hall,

Luo Qingya was sitting on a chair, with a chessboard in front of him and an empty seat opposite.

"Hey, how about playing chess? I'm in a good mood." Qi Jiu said, walking towards Luo Qingya.

Arriving not far from Luo Qingya, he looked at Luo Qingya carefully.

Luo Qingya was surprised by Qi Jiu's appearance, but also felt it was reasonable, "Why did the God Lord come here?"

Qi Jiu looked at Luo Qingya with a half-smile, then raised his foot and kicked Luo Qingya.

Luo Qingya didn't notice for a moment, and rolled onto the ground with his body and the chair.

Qi Jiu quickly stepped forward, stepped on Luo Qingya's face, pressed it hard on the ground, and rubbed it a few times, "Do you like to play with the people in your hands? Do you like the feeling of being superior? Do you like this feeling?" "

Qi Jiu looked down at Luo Qingya, met his sinister eyes, and chuckled: "Back then, you Xuanmen were like that rat in the gutter, you could only use despicable means to steal everything."

"It's not enough that you plotted against Cang Xuanji, you also plotted against her Cang family. It's not enough that you took away the achievements of the Feng clan, and you even didn't spare their descendants."

"Can't your Xuanmen use fair and just methods?"

After Qi Jiu finished speaking, he let go of Luo Qingya and kicked him a few more times as if he was upset. Then he walked to an empty seat and sat down.

Luo Qingya slowly got up from the ground, with a footprint on his face.

Luo Qingya changed chairs, and the one just now was kicked to pieces by Qi Jiu.

He sat down opposite Qi Jiu, "I am just a sect leader of Xuanmen. I can only execute the commander's orders and cannot make any decisions."

Qi Jiu sneered, "What's the point of repenting after you've done the evil thing?"