Chapter 737 There Are Many Names, but I Don’t Know Which One Is the Real One

Le Changsheng didn't say anything.

He looked into the distance calmly.

"I can feel him coming." There was sadness in Le Changsheng's words.

"I just secretly borrowed Luo Xian Sect's luck and made a hexagram."

"What are the hexagrams?"

Luna and others asked.

Le Changsheng stood up slowly and looked towards the golden arena.

"There is a shortage in heaven and earth, talents come out, all things are stimulated, and ghosts and gods are born. As for whether it is a god or a ghost, or whether it is a ghost or a god, it is difficult to deduce the truth based on my ability."

Le Changsheng is as elegant as a fairy and rarely participates in the struggle for hegemony in the Eastern Region.

It is like the misty dust floating outside the Eastern Region. It cannot be grasped or touched. It is free and carefree, better than the fairy in the world of mortals.

"It's a ghost or a god. Believe it or not. The results will come soon."

There was a man whispering, and it sounded like there was something evil in his tone.

But when everyone looked at the figure in front of the golden arena, they understood why their friend was so gloomy.

"This fellow Wu Mian really dares to come here today?"

Several people present had all been detained by Faceless.

The elders of the family redeemed their bodies in exchange for spiritual objects and regained their sight.

I’m seeing Wu Mian today.

It's hard to calm down, and it's hard to get rid of anger. He really wants to jump out of his room and fight Wu Mian.

——

"If you ask me, it would be a surprise if this guy Faceless didn't come."

In another VIP room.

The Overlord hugged his arms, his eyes were like the sun, emitting endless light, looking at the faceless figure below, with high fighting spirit.

"I understand the truth, but can you be more restrained? It's okay to keep a low profile in other people's territory."

The Chaos Emperor was lying on the rocking chair with his legs crossed.

While eating delicious spiritual food, he chattered endlessly to the Overlord.

"cannot."

The Overlord's eyes widened, showing no fear of the Chaos Emperor.

When the Chaos Emperor saw this, he did not shy away.

Seeing the two looking at each other, they were ready to fight at any time.

"I tell you two, if you want to fight, go and fight below. Don't ruin the noble family in front of you and damage my reputation."

Liu Huanyue was dressed carefully in a pink outfit and looked extremely beautiful.

"Hahaha... you must have been taught a lesson."

Mankui laughed and looked like a big fool, watching the Overlord and the Chaos Emperor compete.

In contrast, several people in the Valley of Evil were quarreling endlessly.

In other VIP rooms, various sounds came out as Wu Mian appeared.

"A smart guy always appears at the most appropriate time. Obviously, Faceless is not a smart guy."

Nine Poison Sect, Wan Dushou said.

"If I were to be Faceless, I would definitely take action at the last moment. I would never be stupid enough to show up early and attract the prying eyes of many enemies."

Someone from Cangtian Pavilion answered the call, and it didn't sound like he had any good intentions towards Wu Mian.

Too.

Wu Mian has killed several powerful Nascent Soul Stage masters from Cangtian Pavilion, as well as countless young disciples.

The hatred between the two sides is probably even greater than the hatred between Cangtian Pavilion and Luoxian Sect.

"Strange, really strange."

Mo Xiaoqi looked at Wu Mian below, feeling puzzled.

Based on her understanding of Wu Mian, this guy is absolutely useless.

But today, she really couldn't understand what Wu Mian was thinking.

The Immortality Conference has just begun, why are you taking action?

To know.

Although you are a legend in the Eastern Region, you have offended many people.

Showing up so early, aren't you afraid of being targeted?

Mo Xiaoqi felt worried.

"Why, my seventh sister cares so much about this person. Could it be that she is attracted to this man with no face?"

Mo San looked at his sister, a smile appeared on his handsome face.

"No!"

Mo Xiaoqi screamed, slightly panicked.

"How could I fall in love with him? It's just that this person has what I need. Regarding the life of the body, I only care about the body."

Mo Xiaoqi hurriedly explained.

Thinking of what her third brother said just now, she really didn't know how she felt.

"I just fell in love with you. Why are you making so many excuses? I told my uncle later that he loves you so much that he will definitely catch him and marry him. In this way, you don't have to be separated from him by less than a hundred feet, but It's like being separated by thousands of years. Some things are missed. Don't let regrets fill the rest of your life. I will feel sorry for your third brother. "

Mo San smiled kindly and expressed his heart to his sister.

"Third brother, you are here again. I will handle my affairs myself. You must not interfere."

Mo Xiaoqi held his forehead, feeling happy that he loved his third brother.

With such a brother, she has more sky than others.

It's just that the third brother is not like a devil at all. In her eyes, the third brother is simply a great saint.

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"Sister Chixiao, is Wu Mian crazy?"

Jin Chan held Red Owl's arm and looked at Wu Mian who came out of the scene, expressing his incomprehension.

"Things done without a face are always unpredictable."

The man's name is Aries.

The Golden Clan, one of the four patron saints, and a descendant of the Aries Clan.

"Bang!"

In the VIP room, there was a coffin board, and suddenly the coffin lid fell.

One of the men was pale and looked limp, as if his yang energy had been sucked dry.

"No, ordinary people, who can commit a kidnapping incident, not to mention that the person kidnapped is an entire generation of genius monsters in the Eastern Region, phew..."

Yuan Ming let out a long breath and looked a little weaker.

"By the way, Sister Chixiao, that senior brother of yours whom we met on Golden Island last time, he...may be here today too."

Yuan Ming was made mentally invisible by Zheng Tuo at that time.

Now when he sees the explosive talisman, he can't control himself and starts to shiver.

"Speak less, I guess that senior brother is watching you in the dark, ready to throw the explosive talisman into your coffin anytime and anywhere."

Jin Chan said playfully and quietly.

Yuan Ming was so scared that he hid in the coffin and dared not show his head again.

Such a scene made several people laugh.

But Chi Xiao looked at Wumian below without showing any smile.

She knew Wumian was Zheng Tuo, and she also knew why Zheng Tuo appeared now.

Everything was for Luoxian Sect.

As Chi Xiao said.

Zheng Tuo stood on the edge of the golden arena, looking at the golden arena that quickly repaired itself and was intact again, and there was not much fluctuation in his heart.

Originally.

He should appear as Wumian at the end, defeat his opponent, and take the Changshengquan.

This is the most cautious script.

But he also knew that the Changsheng Conference should end as soon as possible.

Among those present, the only one who has the ability to quickly end everything in front of him, apart from the king-level strongman, is himself.

The words are a bit arrogant.

But this is the fact, we have to admit it.

What a cruel fact.

Especially for him.

He is a person who never wants to look directly at the scorching sun.

When you look at the scorching sun, the dazzling light that makes you lose yourself in it and cannot extricate yourself.

Fortunately.

He prepared goggles, which is the trumpet of Wumian.

What he did today, people will only remember, is what Wumian did.

No one will remember who Zheng Tuo is under his mask.

Even Zheng Tuo sometimes can't tell.

Is he Wumian, or Zheng Tuo, or... another name and identity that even he himself is about to forget.