The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Stop, Fengshence is not something you can have!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from Tianshou Square.

Everyone is complexion changed, who? Who at this time dares to disrupt the Heavenly Convocation Conference?

"Huh!"

Guyue Holy Son brought Chang San and the others reappears Tianshou Square.

"Gu Yue, what are you doing?" Mo Yuxi stared.

In the Wen Dou just now, Haoran’s righteousness was too strong, and Wanxian’s pilgrimage fu formed a new world, so outsiders saw it very vaguely. Gu Yue Holy Son did not see the internal scene, but Seeing Sima Yuntian leaving, knowing that the outcome was determined, he flew over immediately.

"Yan Chuan, this divine strategy is not something you can have!" Gu Yue Holy Son coldly said.

Standing on the platform alone, Yan Chuan looked towards Gu Yue Holy Son, revealing a trace of lightly said with a smile: "defeated, dare to let go of the words?"

"En? What did you say?" Gu Yue Holy Son suddenly shouted.

"Where to come, where to go back, Fengshence is mine, no one wants to intervene!" Yan Chuan stared.

A cold sentiment directed at Gu Yue Holy Son, Gu Yue Holy Son complexion changed, and it’s fine to be beaten in public by the emperor before, but now Yan Chuan wants to beat me in the face too?

Just waiting for Gu Yue Holy Son to get angry.

The void suddenly appeared with a loud noise.

"What a big tone!"

"bang!"

Five words, like a thunder blasted out, blasted into everyone’s hearts, almost Everyone was stunned.

Meng Ziqiu, Le Yi and the others are all complexion sank, showing grave expressions one by one.

Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"weng!"

In the distance, the sun suddenly illuminates a huge golden beam of light. In the golden beam, a huge breath gushes out, and the breath comes out. A huge oppression came, pressing on the entire square.

The powerful breath is surging.

Yi Feng suddenly couldn't stand it. Mo Yuxi waved his probing hand and stood in front of Yi Feng.

Yan Chuan stood quietly on the platform, his eyes cold.

On the other side, Meng Ziqiu frowned and took a step.

In the golden light pillar, a golden daoist robe man suddenly appeared. The man floated in the air, exuding the breath of Monarch Overlooking The Whole World.

"Welcome father!" Gu Yue Holy Son said excitedly.

Among the pillars of golden light, it is Daojun Uri who descends!

The peak character of the world, the Daoist Maori!

"I have seen Daojun Uri!" countless cultivators gave a respectful salute.

Yan Chuan did not salute, but looked at it coldly, and continued to grasp Fengshence between the hands.

"Asshole, do you dare to impudent in front of this Daoist?" Maori Daoist suddenly drank.

Mo Yuxi's face changed, because Mo Yuxi saw it, Daojun Mao looked at Yan Chuan, Mo Yuxi looked anxious, and was about to step forward.

Meng Ziqiu was the first to speak.

"Mauri Daoist, do you want to break the 50,000-year rule and start destroying the Heavenly Grant Convention?" Meng Ziqiu said with a deep sigh in his eyes.

Meng Ziqiu cultivation base is not as good as Daojun Mao, but Julu Academy has its own background, with its own extraordinary and refined. Naturally impossible now succumb to Uri Dao-kun.

"Meng Ziqiu, I didn't break the rules. I have my share of this divine policy!" Jin Guangzhong's Maori Daojun said indifferently.

"oh?" Meng Ziqiu complexion sank.

"Wenruo, come on!" Uri Daojun suddenly shouted.

Suddenly, almost everyone's eyes turned to Mr. Wenruo.

Mr. Wenruo's face showed a trace of bitterness.

Guyue Holy Son suddenly laughed: "Wenruo, tell everyone, are you fighting for my father for my father or Yan Chuan for fighting for the gods?"