In the surprised and shocked eyes of everyone, Li Yu suddenly raised his hand and waved it. With a loud bang, the colorful lights around him scattered, and the stars in the sky scattered.

The power of paralysis, the power of space, the power of weakness... Zhong Ming's natal stars are so rare. It is difficult to find these stars in the vast sea of ​​stars. Li Yu was moved and then led them over and made a small mark.

When practicing the Great Yan Star Art to the highest level, you can have forty-nine stars, while Li Yu practiced the Nine Heavens Star Moon Treasure Art can bring 81 natal stars. Li Yu now has only fifty-four natal stars and twenty-seven gaps.

In an instant, Emperor Zhong Ming had a connection with his natal stars again.

The panic in my heart became weaker in an instant. The star in my life was taken away, and this was the first time I was instinctively panic.

After thinking about it, I screamed again.

I thought that his magical magic could suppress Li Yu, but I didn't expect that Li Yu was just interested in his natal stars, so I allowed him to weave a net for a long time.

Li Yu threw out a shield and was in a hurry. If Li Yu had all his strength, could he block a move?

"Thank you, Brother Zhong Ming, for opening your eyes!"

Li Yu suddenly bowed to Emperor Zhong Ming.

"This... Brother Li is polite, I'm also open my eyes!"

Emperor Zhong Ming smiled bitterly, and a strong sense of frustration came, and he just wanted to turn around and leave, but in full view of everyone, as a disciple of the Dayan Palace, he could not do this.

"It's interesting, so interesting. The great disciple of the Dayan Palace and the ancestor who manipulated the power of stars were actually taken away by someone's natal star. Emperor Zhong Ming, you bought the ranking of the Qingjin Immortal List!"

A sharp voice suddenly came from a distance, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a man's voice or a woman's voice.

But anyone can hear the ridicule and mocking in this statement.

At the top of the snow peak, half of the people changed their faces, and the cultivators looked at the direction where the sound came.

Thousands of miles away, a flying boat was coming towards the snow peak like lightning. The flying boat was a hundred feet tall and dark all over. In front of the flying boat, eight iron-armored barbarian bulls, more than ten feet long, were dragging long black iron chains and dragging the flying boats. The skin of these eight iron-armored barbarian bulls was covered with black scales as big as palms, shaped like dragon scales, but thicker than dragon scales. The horns of the cows several feet long above their heads were pointed with cold light, and the white mist sprayed out from their noses was like white columns of light.

Judging from the spiritual pressure revealed in the bodies of these eight iron-armored barbarians, they are all powerful among the seventh-level monsters. There are many strange beasts in the wilderness, and iron-armored barbarians are not rare. However, it is difficult to grow into a level seven. If it is not even a thousand years, it is difficult to achieve it. A herd of tens of thousands of cattle can only have one or two sixth-level and seventh-level bull kings. It is difficult to find eight exactly the same seventh-level iron-armored barbarians in the wilderness.

On the flying boat, more than twenty monks sat or stood, with different clothes and appearances, and their expressions were also different. Some were arrogant, some looked cold, and some looked around, while others had complicated expressions. Some were a little uneasy in their expressions.

At the top of the snow peak, Old Man Dameng frowned, but after a moment, he stretched out again, picked up the wine jar, filled a bowl of wine for Jian Wuxin opposite him, and then filled a bowl of himself.

"What a great mighty style, I really think I am the overlord of this fairy world!"

Jian Wuxin snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The green scales, who had been standing beside the two of them and pouring wine for them, frowned in a ball, stared at Li Yu, and then looked at Wen Zhongming, Lei Yidao and the others. Seeing the two of them with solemn expressions, their hearts became inexplicably tight.

"Is the style of disciples of Xuantian Palace getting bigger and bigger?"

Lan Ruo glanced at the distance, and there was a hidden worry in her expression.

"I am now taking over the Immortal Alliance's affairs, so I am naturally rich and generous!"

Zuo Xiang said with a smile, but the palms that were gathered in his sleeves burst out slightly.

"So it's a disciple of Xuantian Palace. No wonder he hates it so much!"

"And there are disciples of Nantian Sect!"

"Is the man in the middle the Daozi, who is known as the invincible player in the Color Star Realm of Xuantian Palace?"

"It shouldn't be, like the third-ranked Iron Leopard in the eight major black armors in Xuanming Palace!"

"It should be Tielin who just spoke, right?"

"Who else can sound so bad except for this pervert who is neither male nor female?"

"I'm afraid this guy didn't wake up, so he thought this was the Immortal Alliance and the East Region of Zhongtian?"

"What he does is just a fool who is watching the sky in a well!"

Chu Kuang, Zuo Lang, and Dan Jiuzhi three people said one by one, and there were ridicule and resentment in their expressions.

"It's fun to watch it!"

Mu Yao stood up and watched from the side.

But Mu Xiao and Aunt Feng all looked at her with a bad look.

"Sit down and close your mouth, otherwise you don't have to go out with me in the future!"

Mu Xiao whispered and looked like a knife.

Mu Yao's little face became gloomy, and hesitated for a moment, sat down reluctantly, took the wine bowl and started drinking the wine.

She knew Mu Xiao's temper. If she really angered Mu Xiao, Mu Xiao would just go to Mu Yuntian to sue her, and she would be confined.

Compared to being confined, I can say less than a few words... it is actually nothing!

"The person who came was not good, Brother Li Yu is careful!"

Zhong Ming suddenly sent a message to Li Yu, "This Tielin is now ranked fourth on the Qingjin Immortal List. He is cruel and good at using poison. Since he was on the Qingjin Immortal List, there have been more than ten geniuses in various sects who died at his hands. If he fights against him, don't be approached by him!"

Li Yu was looking into the distance. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked at Emperor Zhong Ming. After pondering for a moment, he asked back and said, "It is said that Emperor Xuantian was severely injured after fighting with the Demon Lord of Burning Heaven. He has been in seclusion for many years. Is there any news of his resignation recently?"

"This little brother doesn't know. These masters of the Emperor Realm have always been the dragon but the head is not the tail. No one can figure out what they are doing. There are rumors that Emperor Xuantian was not severely injured back then. He just released a message to confuse a group of powerful enemies and wanted to lure the strong enemies to attack Xuantian Palace. As a result, no one did this. Over the years, Emperor Xuanming has always been the one who is in charge of Xuantian Palace. Emperor Xuantian has never been publicly exposed!"

Emperor Zhong Ming replied, not understanding why Li Yu turned the topic to Emperor Xuantian for a moment.

"Above this flying boat, there are several cultivators in the Color Star Realm at this moment!"

Li Yu changed his mind.

Emperor Zhong Ming couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of the flying boat in the distance. After a moment, he replied: "It's hard to determine how many people there are for a while, but two of them can be confirmed that the thin middle-aged Taoist priest was Feng Taoist Feng, the strong man with red face, Nan Tianlie, the Supreme Elder of Fengtian Sect!"

Li Yu: "The man in brocade clothes beside Nan Tianlie is Nan Tianxu, the Daozi of Fengtian Sect, right?"

"It should be him!"

Zhong Mingzi nodded.

Although the Zhongtian Immortal Realm has a vast territory and many major sects, several top forces can still distinguish Daozi, Supreme Elder, and Emperor Zhong Ming.

"Let's go, drink a few bowls of wine first, and friends come to the door, there are fine wine, jackals, and hunting rifles!"

Li Yu suddenly smiled and said, without any transmission. After that, he headed towards the platform on the top of the mountain.

Zhong Ming was thinking about Li Yu's words, and was stunned for a moment, then raised his legs and followed him.

The word "hunting rifle" sounds novel. Could it be a magic weapon newly refined by Li Yu?

As for Li Yu inquiring about how many colorful monks came to the other party, was he trying to fight with the other party?

Although Xuantian Palace has been domineering in recent years, it has a bit of background. The number of third-level cultivators under the sect, Color Star, Red Gold and Qingjin is far from comparable to the Beihuan Immortal Palace. As a veteran emperor, Emperor Xuantian's magical powers are not comparable to those of the Mingjian Real Person. Even Emperor Xuanming has entered the great road longer than that of the Mingjian Real Person. Moreover, Xuantian Palace has many powerful allies. Li Yu's idea is a bit dangerous. Should I remind him?

As they thought about it, the two of them had arrived at the top of the mountain.

Li Yu returned to his seat calmly, and calmly invited Chu Kuang, Zuo Lang and Dan Jiuzhi to drink together, and seemed to turn a blind eye to the disciples of Xuantian Palace who were flying in the distance.

Emperor Zhong Ming hesitated for a moment, gave up the idea of ​​reminding Li Yu, and sat in his seat honestly and started drinking.
Chapter completed!