"OK."
Lintian agreed happily.
Qingyun Yang no longer hesitated and led the way.
On the way, Lintian also learned that many important figures of ethnic groups came to the treasure competition, and many young leaders like Qingyun Yang followed.
Among these young people, there are many top figures at the saint and son level, and their identities are not simple.
Qingyunyang has received an invitation to attend this gathering among the younger generation of all ethnic groups.
A quarter of an hour later, zuifeng building.
It has been wrapped up here. There are elite guards outside the building. If there is no invitation, you can't enter it.
"You must not make trouble for me."
When he arrived here, Qingyun Yang told him again, as if he was still worried about Lintian.
It was normal. If Lintian was really the young devil, the consequences would be very serious if he made trouble!
This is a gathering of the younger generation of all ethnic groups. In case of any conflict, who can afford it?
In Qingyun Yang's opinion, Lintian was such a dangerous and ferocious person. He was afraid that if he didn't agree with him, he would kill all sides, so he would remind him again and again.
Lintian was funny. He could not be the kind of person who likes to find trouble.
Even, in order not to attract people's attention, he disguised himself before he set foot on Yunpeng Island, and even his temperament became more insipid and ordinary, so as not to attract people's attention.
No way. If his identity is found out, the consequences will be serious.
Therefore, there was no need for qingyunyang to remind, and Lintian would not make trouble on his own initiative.
Nevertheless, Lintian solemnly promised Qingyun Yang.
"It's the Holy Son of Qingyuan family, please!"
After the guard's inspection, Lintian and Qingyun Yang entered Zuixian building smoothly.
……
The highest floor of Zuixian building is an extremely magnificent and spacious temple, which can accommodate hundreds of people.
From here, you can even overlook half Yunpeng island.
When Lintian arrived, the hall was already full of practitioners, all of whom were the leaders of the young generation of all nationalities.
Men are handsome and women are beautiful. Although their clothes are different, their breath is very strong. Almost all of them exist in the cave state!
Lintian could not help feeling.
In the Obsidian Empire, great monks like Yao Tuohai in dongtianjing can awe one province and are worshipped by countless practitioners.
But in the depths of the soul annihilation sea, the strong in Dongtian can be seen everywhere, and they are all the younger generation, so we can't find a strong older generation.
This kind of lineup and quantity alone is far from being comparable to the spiritual world of the Obsidian empire!
"Young master Yunyang, why are you here now?"
As soon as he arrived at the gate of the hall, a young man with purple hair and a lonely look frowned. He seemed very dissatisfied with the late arrival of Qingyun Yang.
To Lintian's surprise, Qingyun Yang, who was very proud in the past, seemed to be afraid of the young man. He looked embarrassed and explained: "sorry, I..."
"Stop talking nonsense and come in and take a seat!"
The young man with purple hair interrupted impatiently, so he didn't look at Qingyun Yang again and took back his eyes.
Qingyun Yang's face changed and seemed to be angry, but he finally held back and sat in the corner of the hall with Lintian.
At this time, only this corner is empty.
Lintian looked at all this and thought deeply. He didn't ask more. In this case, it's not suitable to ask more.
The hall is very lively. The leaders of the young generation of all ethnic groups gather in it. There are many handsome men and beautiful women. They are drinking and talking to themselves.
"Speaking of this treasure competition conference, although the specifications can be called unprecedented and grand, those who can participate in it are the older generation of big people, which has little to do with us."
Suddenly, a young man in black robe sitting at the head opened his mouth and attracted the eyes of the whole hall at once.
Lintian was acutely aware that the eyes that looked at the black robed youth more or less had a trace of fear or respect.
Obviously, the identity of this young man in black is very detached, far better than the young leaders of all ethnic groups here.
"He is Luoya, the son of Heifeng nationality. Among the saints of all nationalities in nanminghai, he has strong combat effectiveness and can be ranked among the top 30."
Qingyun Yang whispered and told Lintian who he was. There was a deep fear in his voice.
"Oh, how about niutuntian of the powerful niumo clan?" Lintian asked.
Qingyun Yang's lips twitched violently and almost rolled his eyes. Then he remembered that the guy around him was a cruel and unparalleled man.
"There's no way to compare. Niutuntian is the son of God. He has strong combat effectiveness and can be listed in the top three."
Qingyun Yang patiently explained that he was a little bitter in his heart. His explanation was superfluous. In the eyes of this guy, I'm afraid he didn't care about these at all?
"Well." Lintian was stunned and said, "so this guy should be at the same level as Kong Xiu, the Holy Son of Yunyu family?"
Qingyun Yang had a black line on his forehead and was speechless: "Kong Xiu has strong combat effectiveness and can be ranked in the top ten. How can Luoya compare with Kong Xiu?"
"No, what about the Holy Son of Bilin family?" Lintian asked.
Qingyun Yang almost collapsed and wanted to cry without tears. The holy sons mentioned by this guy are more powerful than each other. Which can Luoya compare? The most irritating thing is that his Qingyun Yang is worse than Luoya. Doesn't it seem that his Qingyun Yang is getting worse and worse?
Seeing that Qingyun Yang didn't speak, Lintian became more and more confused: "is it... Better than the blood lion saint?"
Qingyun Yang is about to cry. Brother, you'd better stop asking and spare me, OK? "
"That's all."
Lintian had roughly judged that it was funny. At first, he thought that there would be many unique characters in this party.
Who ever thought that he still overestimated them.
"That's right. The circle you make friends with has the same strength as you. I misunderstood it before."
Lin Xun thought about it, but his big truth was like a knife, deeply inserted into Qingyun Yang's heart, making him extremely ashamed and angry.
This guy... Is so tormenting!
"Although the treasure competition conference has nothing to do with us, I have a major event to discuss with you at this party."
On the upper main seat, Luoya looks solemn and solemn, and looks sideways. It enjoys the feeling of being noticed by everyone.
"I don't know what a big event it is, but it startled brother Luo?"
A young man asked.
Luoya said in a deep voice: "you must have heard about the young demon God. What I want to talk about this time is about this person!"
Young demon God!
The eyes of both men and women became as silent as magic for a moment.
Obviously, they have heard of the murderous deeds of the "young demon God", so they will be surprised.
Qingyun Yang was stiff all over and trembled in his hands. The wine cup just picked up was almost thrown out, young demon God!
What is to be discussed at this party is actually related to the guy next to it?
All of a sudden, Qingyun Yang's heart was clenched. He couldn't help glancing at Lintian, but he saw that the latter looked calm and was eating a piece of cake with relish, just like nothing else. He was so happy that people hated him.
"This guy... Is really calm..."
Qingyun Yang suddenly had a strong impulse and wanted to open Lintian's skull to see what he was thinking?
Are you really not worried at all?
Not nervous?
In case of being identified, what can I do?
Qingyun Yang is confused.
"Don't think blindly. The more you do this, the more abnormal it will appear. It's easy to be seen by others."
Lintian glanced at him and spoke.
Qingyun Yang was shocked in his heart and his face changed slightly. He also realized that he had lost his temper.