Chapter 1438 Eight Prison Kings

"Stinky boy, are you that afraid of me?"

The visitor looked at Wuji Aotian, cursed and said: "If I hadn't given you the Nine Layers Spirit Pagoda, would you have achieved such achievements now? From now on, you will be my successor to Chengfeng, disciple, do you understand? "

Hearing this, Wuji Aotian's face turned bitter, and he looked at Jian Fengxian eagerly.

"Okay, Yu Chengfeng, why do you have to make fun of him, I think you've been living a cool life recently!"

"I'm not as chic as you, Jian Fengxian, what did you call us this time? It's nothing important, so don't call us!" Yu Chengfeng laughed and walked to a stone platform at the end on the left, Sit quietly.

"Yu Chengfeng, you talk a lot of bullshit, I've heard your voice from far away!"

At this moment, outside the gate, a voice suddenly sounded.

A figure, tall, majestic, gray-haired, but full of energy, a pair of eyes, giving people a sense of sharp light.

"Wang Yufeng, you are a bad old man, you are still not dead, occupying the position of the Eighth Prison King, how many people covet you?"

Seeing the person coming, Yu Chengfeng smiled strangely.

"That's better than you Yu Chengfeng, do you want to make gestures..."

"Come on, after discussing the big things, we've made two moves!"

"no problem!"

The two of you talked to each other, and they seemed very familiar.

"Wang Yufeng..." Hearing this name, Wuji Aotian always felt very familiar, but for a while, he couldn't think of where he had heard this name before.

However, Yu Chengfeng, the Nine Prison Kings, is the famous Qianli Chengfeng in the extremely chaotic land, and the Eight Prison Kings, I am afraid it is even more difficult.

Wuji Aotian only knows at this moment that he has no place to speak now.

If Muyun was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize that Wang Yufeng was the owner of the Leaking King Shop in Sanji City.

"Okay, it's enough for the two of you to arrive!"

Jian Fengxian spoke at this moment.

After the words fell, Jian Fengxian waved his palm, and the buzzing sound continued.

In the main hall, in the vacant positions, one after another figures suddenly appeared.

There are four figures in total, all of which can only be seen as illusory appearances, not real.

"Fourth prison king, fifth prison king, sixth prison king, seven prison kings, long time no see!"

Jian Fengxian looked at the four figures, cupped his hands and smiled.

The Seventh Prison King clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Jian Fengxian, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still the same, I don't know your swordsmanship, compared with the Second Prison King, who is better?"

"Lu Qingfeng is known as the Sword Saint of Qingshan, and he learned from senior Mie Tianyan. The blue is worse than the blue, I am ashamed of myself!"

Jian Fengxian said with a smile.

"That's not necessarily the case. The title of Immortal Sword and Immortal is not for nothing. You and Immortal King Muyun were best friends back then. The Immortal King Muyun I know is very proud!"

The Sixth Prison King interjected: "The ones who can become close friends with him are the top immortal kings in the world, the four protectors of Yunmeng, Hao Tengfei, the Qinglong sage envoy, Zhong Hao, the Baihu sage envoy, Han Hui, the Zhuque sage envoy, and Sun Yanzhou, the Xuanwu sage envoy. , these four people were eccentric people who were famous in the extremely chaotic land back then. You and him are best friends, how could there be any difference?"

"Six Prison Kings, don't you forget to belittle me when you praise your sword and seal your immortality?" Yu Chengfeng snorted and said, "How is I worse than those four holy poems? I think intellectuals have a false reputation!"

"In vain?"

The Sixth Prison King laughed and said: "The Yunmeng can stand for thousands of years without Muyun, one of the top ten immortal kings. Meng Zimo, the number one alchemy, has contributed a lot. I don't deny it, but if it wasn't These four holy envoys are guarding the four sides of the Yunmeng, and I am afraid that the Zhao family and Jiuyuan Xianmen in Zhaoyu and Jiuyuanyu have already swallowed up the big cake of Yunmeng!"

The fairyland is vast and hell is vast. The Yunmeng back then was a barren land, but Muyun led a group of people to forcibly open up the tenth cloud domain. This method is one of the top ten immortal kings, and it is well-deserved.

"I see that you are very interested in Muyun. He has been dead for thousands of years. The current Yunmeng can barely support it. I'm afraid it won't be long before it will fall apart!"

The voice of the Four Prison Kings was hoarse and low.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while.

"What if Immortal King Muyun is not dead?"

Jian Fengxian suddenly said at this moment: "What if he is still alive in another identity?"

As soon as Jian Fengxian said this, a gust of cold wind blew through the hall.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all dumbfounded.

What Jian Fengxian said seems to mean something?

In fact, they are all subdued by the suzerain, and the suzerain gathered them together. They don't know what they are doing, but they only know, and they only need to understand one thing.

That is the suzerain's order, don't disobey it!

"It's time for him to come!" Jian Fengxian didn't say much, looking outside the hall.

Suddenly, everyone's breathing became unnatural.

That him, everyone naturally knows who it is!

A figure came slowly, dressed in a green shirt, cloth boots, and a green belt around his waist, with his arms folded in front of him, holding a long sword in his arms, and walked in step by step.

The footsteps were silent, but the person in front of him gave off an invisible pressure.

"Brother Lu!"

Seeing the person coming, Jian Fengxian cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Is everyone here?"

Lu Qingfeng spoke lightly.

If people in this world know that Mie Tianyan, who was once respected as the sword god of a generation, and his great apprentice Lu Qingfeng is actually the second prison king of the Biluo Huangquan Sect, their eyes will pop out of shock.

"Um!"

Jian Fengxian nodded and sat down.

Lu Qingfeng also walked to the first place on the right, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Wuji Aotian was standing behind Jian Fengxian at this moment, he didn't want to walk, or if he didn't go, standing in place, it was like being in a frying pan.

He hoped so much now, Yu Chengfeng came to scold him - get out!

After scolding him to get out, he immediately left the hall, and he was relieved.

Now these big guys are here, having a formal meeting, and he stands here like a fly...

"Today, the two Dharma protectors will come, please remember, relax and don't talk nonsense!" Lu Qingfeng said lightly.

It's just that this sentence was said lightly, but it seemed to be an order, which made several big bosses present sit down immediately.

Wuji Aotian clearly saw that the four prison kings adjusted their sleeves, even Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng sat obediently.

He knew that he couldn't see the figures of the four prison kings clearly. One reason was that the real bodies of the four prison kings were not here, and the other reason was that he was too weak to see clearly.

But these big guys can see each other clearly.

For such an important meeting, these four prison kings are not here. I am afraid that these four are definitely the top immortal kings that he did not expect. Maybe they are high-level officials in other domains, or they are arranged in various positions...

For a moment, Wuji Aotian's mind was full of thoughts.

"Oh, right!"

Lu Qingfeng sat down, looked at a few people, and said indifferently: "There is one thing, I need to tell you, the Immortal King Muyun of ten thousand years ago did not die, but his soul was reincarnated, becoming the current Muyun It's the kid you've been paying attention to before, and... he's the young master of our Biluo Netherworld Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder.

It's not just thunder, it's thunder from the Nine Heavens!

The Prison Kings were fine, they weren't in a bad mood, but Wuji Aotian sat on the ground with a thud, holding onto Jian Fengxian's seat with both hands, trying to stand up, but how could he stand up!

Immortal King Muyun is that kid, isn't that kid Muyun?

Muyun... Immortal King...

Immortal King... Muyun...

Wuji Aotian couldn't help thinking back to the first time he saw Muyun and the last time he saw Muyun.

For a long time, he felt that his heart was about to protrude.

"It's okay...it's a good thing I didn't offend you, Muyun, no, it's a good thing I found my way back and defended you..." Wuji Aotian's whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were wet.

But at this moment, in the main hall, several prison kings did not say a word.

They knew that the power of their suzerain was indescribable.

To describe it, there is only one word—God!

It was so amazing that these top fairy kings felt that the top ten fairy kings in the fairy world were just a joke.

God is so strong that no matter how others persecute them, they dare not betray them!

Muyun in this life, the fairy king in the previous life, and also the young suzerain.

This news was really amazing to them.

Jian Fengxian looked at Lu Qingfeng, wanted to speak, but finally held back.

Originally, no one knew about this news except him, Lu Qingfeng, Bi Zhongtian and Bi Qingyu, but now that Lu Qingfeng said it, he probably had his reasons.

"Say what you should say later, don't say what you shouldn't, I hope you can understand!" Lu Qingfeng's voice was still neither salty nor weak, as if it had never changed.

But at this moment, outside the main hall, two figures came together.

These two people were dressed in simple clothes and had a dignified appearance, without a trace of magnificence or arrogance.

However, looking at the two of them, Wuji Aotian was completely dumbfounded.

"Qiu Chiyan!"

"Ren Gang!"

The protectors Lu Qingfeng spoke of were the two of them?

These two people were Mu Qingyu's personal protectors back then, could it be... the master of the Biluo Huangquan sect is Mu Qingyu?

That Muyun, really, is the young suzerain!

Wuji Aotian only felt his head was muddy.

Muyun, the young suzerain...

His father is the suzerain, the suzerain of Biluo Huangquan sect.

He is the reincarnation of the fairy king from the previous life!

This Mu Qingyu, why didn't he directly take his son to the fairyland, and simply feed him the elixir and elixir, and make him immortal in one fell swoop.

Wuji Aotian felt that his whole mind was going to be messed up.

The eight prison kings present all stood up at this moment, including Lu Qingfeng, who also stood up and bowed their hands.

"Sit down!"

Ren Gang and Qiu Chiyan stepped forward and stood at the front, one left and one right, standing still with their hands behind them.

At this moment, Ren Gang looks like an ordinary person, without any fluctuation of immortal energy, without any flow of power.

The same is true for Qiu Chiyan.

It's just that Wuji Aotian is not stupid, he knows that the eight prison kings in this battle are all top immortal kings, and they are willing to worship these two people, how could these two people be simple things?