God: I have a wild world!

Chapter 90 [The two clans of the Lich go to the banquet, and the storm rises again]

Randeng, Duer, and Duobao chatted with other people happily, and on the way, many representatives of the great forces in the prehistoric world and those powerful casual cultivators came.

The cultivation bases of the people present are all above the Golden Immortal, and there are thousands of them, which can be said to be a huge force.

However, although there were indeed quite a few people who came, there was not a single strong person in the quasi-sage realm. Obviously, Zhen Yuanzi, a quasi-sage who was alone, was respected by everyone.

However, he was not taken seriously by other quasi-sages, and they only sent people from his sect as representatives.

Moreover, when the representatives of these powerful forces came over, they didn't even have a gift. After all, in the eyes of these forces, it was already a great deal of face to be able to send someone over, and they even brought a special gift.

Several hours later, the banquet was already set up, and the guests present took their seats under the guidance of the Wuzhuangguan boy and the Zhenyuanzi disciple.

The banquet was placed under the ginseng fruit tree, and the main seat closest to the ginseng fruit belonged to Zhen Yuanzi, and the rest were lined up on both sides of the main seat.

Although there are thousands of people here, only [-] ginseng fruits are cooked in a season, and those who are eligible to eat ginseng fruits are only a few tables near the main seat.

Lei Hong and Xing Tian, ​​as representatives of the witch clan, were naturally placed in the seat closest to the chief seat, and the disciples of Sanqing were on the same seat as them.

But the table opposite them was always empty, and Lei Hong reckoned that it was supposed to be for the flat-haired beasts of the Yaozu.

Although it is most likely that the demon master Kunpeng of the demon court was the one who ambushed the ancestor of Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi and the demon court should not be able to deal with it very well.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was alone in his family, so he didn't dare to be too arrogant. On the surface, he would make the demon court look bad, so he still had to invite him.

After many guests were seated, hearty laughter resounded in Wuzhuang Temple:

"Haha, the seasoned ginseng fruit conference can have so many talents come.

It really makes the face of the old man shine, and the Wuzhuang Temple is full of glory! "

A cyan shadow descended from the sky and landed on the main seat, sitting cross-legged.

Lei Hong took a closer look and saw that Zhen Yuanzi was tall and tall, wearing a blue robe with various Dao patterns engraved on the robe, with black hair hanging like a waterfall on his shoulders, and he looked like a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Congratulations to the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi!"

The visitors responded in unison.

"Haha, okay, I don't have any good things in Wuzhuang Temple. If you neglect everyone, please forgive me."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled all over his face and said some polite words.

At this time, a blood-red figure flew from outside the door and landed on one of the empty seats opposite Lei Hong.

This person was filled with a red demonic energy, his body was thin and tall, his hands protruding from the wide sleeves were like skin and bones, his eyes were blood red, like a big demon.

"Patriarch Styx? Why did he come here?"

After the guests present felt the evil spirit emanating from the ancestor Styx, they all felt uncomfortable and restless.

Only then did Lei Hong know the identity of the visitor, the quasi-sage and power born in the sea of ​​blood in the underworld: Patriarch Styx.

He was also one of the guests of Zixiao Palace. He usually lives in the sea of ​​blood. He has 8000 million blood god sons. He claims that the sea of ​​blood will never dry up, so he will never die.

The sea of ​​blood was formed by the illusion of a mass of dirty blood from Pangu's navel, and it would take a lot of effort for the sages of heaven to erase it.

It is almost impossible for a single monk in the quasi-sage realm to wipe out the sea of ​​blood, so Styx may not be the most capable of fighting in the quasi-sage realm, but it is definitely the most difficult to kill.

And because of his birth, his temper and disposition are also very weird, moody and even murderous.

That's why the monks present felt uncomfortable.

Ancestor Minghe sat in his seat and didn't talk to anyone. He held a spiritual fruit in one hand and a fairy wine in the other, and poured it into his mouth, as if he came to eat for free.

Zhen Yuanzi seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and deliberately reserved a place for him.

At this time, Xing Tian, ​​who was originally sitting at the same table with Lei Hong, suddenly flew to the empty seat next to Patriarch Minghe, and sat down.

"Master Xingtian, that is the position reserved for the Yaozu."

Qingfeng boy who was standing next to Zhen Yuanzi reminded in a low voice.

"Now the banquet has started, and before they come, this seat belongs to me, besides, what place is there for a group of flat-haired beasts.

If you give them to eat, sprinkle it on the ground and let them peck it. "

Xing Tian said with a grin, and poured it into his mouth with a flagon.

The monks present shrank their necks when they saw the formation, dared to sit beside Styx, and even took the position of the monsters, calling them flat-haired beasts, I am afraid that only the witches can do it.

At this time, the boy at the door shouted again: "The Great Golden Crow of the Yaozu has arrived, and the Nine Infants of the Yaozu Demon God have arrived!"

"Hehe, acquaintance."

The smile on Xing Tian's face suddenly piled up.

Lei Hong looked in the direction of the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple, and saw two middle-aged men coming side by side.

The one on the left is dressed in a golden robe, tall and strong, his whole body is shrouded in golden divine light, and the gaze projected from his eyes is like lightning, very powerful.

Lei Hong reckoned that this should be Donghuang Taiyi's parent-child. Although Di Jun and Chang Xi had gotten along now, they hadn't been married yet.

Although Donghuang Taiyi, like Kunpeng on the surface, has no clear Taoist companions, but as the emperor of the monster clan, he naturally needs as many Taoist companions as possible.

It is not surprising that a Golden Crow is born.

On the right, Jiuying turned into a woman in a long red dress, with a delicate face, and the long dress was burning like a flame, making her look extraordinarily glamorous.

Lei Hong didn't expect that Jiuying was actually a female bird, which made the scene even more interesting.

"Where is my Yaozu seat?"

Da Jinwu said in a deep voice, his eyes scanned the field, and when he found that there were no empty seats, his expression suddenly became ugly.

"You're seated at Grandpa's place. When someone invites you to the banquet, you're procrastinating. You only come here now that the show has already started. What are you putting on airs?"

Xing Tian said bluntly.

"It's not your turn to take care of my monster clan's affairs!"

Dajinwu said.

As a strong man in the realm of the Da Luo Jinxian and the prince of the Demon Court, the Da Jinwu is naturally a hard stubble.

"I'm not interested in taking care of your shit either!"

Xing Tian said, with a smile on his face, he picked up the jug and took another sip into his mouth.

"You Wu Clan already has a seat, why don't you let the prince out of the way!"

Da Jinwu said with a gloomy expression.

With his status, wherever he comes, there are countless people who are full of stars, and today he comes here without even a place.

He suddenly felt offended and insulted by his identity.

"I have a big butt, I can't fit half of the seat, so I have to sit alone, hehe."

Xing Tian said with a cheeky smile, which made the female monks present blush when they heard the words.

(End of this chapter)