Chapter 712 Embarrassment

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After Yi Yun sat down, the black-clothed old man was still sticking to the side like a wooden stake.

The black-clothed old man's face was extremely ugly now. What Yi Yun said to him before was: "I have something to do, so I can't sit down and talk."

But after Yi Yun finished speaking, he didn't even have a place to sit.

There are so many people in a room, except for the emperor sitting in the middle, there are also some strong men at the peak of the Kaiyuan realm around. Under the eyes of everyone, they are all looking at the black-clothed old man, which makes the black-clothed old man extremely embarrassed.

At this time, the former Huang Wang waved his hand and motioned for the guards of the Huang Clan to bring a new chair, which was placed beside Yi Yun.

Seeing the chair being delivered, the old man in black finally looked better. He snorted coldly, and was about to sit on this chair, but Yi Yun lightly pressed it on the chair's deputy and turned to Lin Xin. Hitomi waved.

"Xintong, come and sit."

Um?

The black-clothed old man's eyes widened, and the legs that he had just opened suddenly froze.

He watched Lin Xintong, dressed in a long white dress, walking slowly. In the dark hall, she was like a fairy walking in the dark night.

At this time, the black-clothed old man was of course closer to the chair. As long as he took two steps, he would be able to sit on the chair before Lin Xintong, but...

He has no such confidence!

It wasn't that the black-clothed old man was afraid of what Yi Yun would do to him. In this situation, Yi Yun released his breath to suppress others. It was absolutely impossible to do anything.

The reason that really made the black-clothed old man have no confidence was Lin Xintong, who was walking slowly.

Lin Xintong stepped down at will, and there seemed to be dao patterns intertwined with laws under her feet. Lin Xintong's strength was already unfathomable.

However, she was usually low-key, and most of the time she just followed Yi Yun's back, seldom made moves, and she didn't show off.

The old man in black knew very well that he was definitely not Lin Xintong's opponent.

In the world of warriors, the strong are respected. In this case, Lin Xintong should sit on this second chair.

Let him fight with Lin Xintong, how can he have the confidence to fight? Without this strength, if he bites the bullet and grabs Lin Xintong's seat, even the human race will feel that he is not qualified.

So, he watched Lin Xintong calmly sit next to Yi Yun.

The face of the old man in black was completely black.

At this time, Cang Yan and the others, who witnessed all this not far away, completely understood one thing, which was completely unimaginable and unbelievable in their eyes.

That is Yi Yun and Lin Xintong, not only their status is detached, but their strength, for some reason, has reached the top level of entering the Tianyuan Realm!

Yi Yun and Lin Xintong had not only been named emperors, but they were definitely at the top level among emperors. In front of them, the old man in black had no temper at all.

Just when the black-clothed old man was extremely embarrassed, the first desolate king signaled a desolate soldier and slowly moved a second chair.

This chair is only placed in one corner of the conference table.

"Master Xuanhu, don't mind sitting there."

The former Desolate King said casually, with a lazy and playful smile on his mouth, Xuanhu, the title of the black-clothed old man, came from the form of his totem.

For this old man in black, the former King of the Wilderness did not have the slightest impression of him.

The black-clothed old man snorted, he really wanted to walk away, but he knew that it would be shameful to walk away at this time, and the negotiation between the Human Race and the Desolate Race was not over yet.

He could only bear this breath and sit down, but in this way, he no longer had the momentum of the Dharma Totem that erupted just now.

"Xuanhu, don't worry, we are a little weaker now, so what if we let them shine at the meeting, but the black armor demon is about to come, Jiang Xiaorou is locked by the black armor demon, which means that his name is crossed out on the book of life and death , How long can the desolate clan be proud of? And that Yi Yun, can he ignore Jiang Xiaorou?

See how he manages! "

When the old man in black felt aggrieved, a sound transmission of vitality sounded in his ear.

The person who spoke through the voice transmission was another member of the Tianyuan Presbyterian Church.

Half a year ago, when Yi Yun was invited to Juejian Mountain, this person also witnessed Yi Yun's strength. He certainly didn't want Yi Yun, who could easily control his fate in the future, to grow up.

Xuanhu snorted coldly, and said through voice transmission: "You are right, I see how long he can be arrogant, and that little demon girl from the barren clan will not be able to live for a few days, if the desolate clan and Yi Yun can perish with the black armored demon god. Enough!"

Xuan Hu thought about it this way, and gave Yi Yun a hateful look, they both perished, and all three scourges of Yi Yun, the Huangzu, and the Heijia Demon God were solved in one fell swoop, and they were all very happy.

Of course, he just thought about it. He knew very well that the power of the black armored devil was too strong, and it was almost impossible for Yi Yun and the Huangzu to perish with him.

Yi Yun had already sensed the hostility in Xuanhu's heart. After realizing the Dao in the Pure Yang Sword Palace, Yi Yun felt that he was in control of everything around him, and he didn't need to look at it with his eyes at all.

"Young Master Yi, you and I have parted ways on Juejian Mountain. It's only been ten months until today. Seeing Young Master Yi again today, the strength has been further improved. It's unbelievable."

The island owner of Yingzhou Island said politely to Yi Yun, Yi Yun was chatting with the Yingzhou Island couple while smiling, and he was transmitting voice to Jiang Xiaorou.

He must first understand the background of the negotiation. Jiang Xiaorou told Yi Yun everything that happened recently in just a few words.

When he heard that Jiang Xiaorou was locked by the black armor demon, Yi Yun's heart tightened, "Miss Xiaorou, why is the black armor locked on you?"

"I don't know either..." Jiang Xiaorou sighed softly, she felt that her existence had brought huge trouble to both the Huangzu and Yi Yun.

Jiang Xiaorou was unavoidably happy that Yi Yun came to the deep mountains and lakes at this time, but she was more worried.

Originally, the demon god in black armor invaded the headquarters of the barren clan, and only with the resistance of the Holy Spirit was the barren clan able to retreat.

At that time, before Jiang Xiaorou evacuated, he left a message to Yi Yun, telling Yi Yun the direction of his escape.

However, the situation changed. The black armored demon gods chased after him step by step and locked Jiang Xiaorou, which made it impossible for the barren clan to flee for the second time. At this time, Jiang Xiaorou no longer wanted Yi Yun to come to the mountains and lakes.

Until now, Jiang Xiaorou could faintly feel the spiritual lock of the black armored devil on her, maybe in the next breath, the black armored devil will suddenly come here!

The Human Race obviously also felt that the next attack of the Black Armored Demon God might happen in a very short time, so their negotiations with the Desolate Race were extremely intense.

There is no way for the Terran to ask the Desolate to do anything for them, but the Terran is not without capital.

(To be continued.)