Although he was inexplicably surprised, Zhao Chen showed any flaws on the surface.

After checking the invitation, the guard said lightly: "Get in. Remember, many distinguished guests have come to Qinglian Mansion today. After entering, they are all kept a little low-key and don't cause unnecessary trouble to Lord Qinglian Shangjun." After that, he looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, and returned to a sculpture.

Lieyang Zhongjun quickly said respectfully: "Yes, sir!"

Then, he led Zhao Chen and others into one after another, and walked in carefully along a path on the edge of the avenue.

It is a great honor to be able to attend Qinglian Shangjun’s birthday feast, and no one dares to offend people casually.

When I came here for the first time, it was inevitable that everyone was curious in their hearts. The tall and majestic buildings were extremely visually impactful, which made many people unable to help but be amazed. It is worthy of being the mansion of Shangjun of Qinglian. Not to mention the terrifying area, these buildings alone have already shown a different style.

After a moment.

A group of people came outside the building on the edge of a hill.

"This is our area. You must remember not to run around. If you get to a place you shouldn't go and are destroyed by someone, then I can't help you." Lieyang Zhongjun said in a tone of warning and admonition.

"No!" everyone responded in unison.

There have been many people here, all of whom are from planets similar to Aster Star, like Lieyang Zhongjun, and family members brought by some other strong men. To be precise, the people gathered here are people with relatively low strength, relatively low status and relatively low importance.

However, no one complained about being assigned here, because it was already a great honor to be able to attend the birthday of Qinglian Shangjun, and they were already satisfied enough in their hearts.

The power of the Qinglian Shangjun is in the jurisdiction of the Dongguan Emperor. Not many people can match it!

Seeing the arrival of Lieyang Zhongjun and a group of people, some old acquaintances came up with a smile, while Lieyang Zhongjun waved his hand to the rest of the people except Zhao Chen: "You guys let's go and say hello when I meet some acquaintances."

After saying that, he took Zhao Chen over.

"The fiery sun has not been seen for more than a thousand years, how are you doing recently?" an old man asked with a smile.

The Lord of Lieyang replied with a faint smile: "Of course it's very good! Everyone, I will introduce you to a little brother."

While saying that, he opened his body halfway and said, "This little brother is Zhao Chen, don't underestimate him. I fought with him. What are the final results?"

A middle-aged man smiled and said, "You won't lose to this little brother, right?"

Everyone can hear this tone, it is a joke.

But Lieyang Zhongjun sighed: "Although I have not been defeated, I have not won!"

"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath of air conditioning. The news was so unexpected.

The middle-aged man who had previously guessed was also stunned and looked at Zhao Chen in disbelief: "Little brother, have you played against this old guy without a chance?"

No wonder they were so surprised. They knew the strength of Lieyang Zhongjun quite well. At the top level of Zhongjun, there are still few who can defeat Lieyang Zhongjun. Their combat power is undoubtedly strong. Many of them have experienced the power of Lieyang Zhongjun. It can be said that Lieyang Zhongjun can rank among the top three among them!

But now, Lieyang Zhongjun said that this young man, who was in his twenties, had a fight with him without a chance of winning, which means that this person's combat effectiveness can also rank among the top three of their group.

Such geniuses seem to have not appeared for many years, or have appeared, but they have not received the news yet.

Zhao Chen said modestly: "That's Brother Lieyang who gave in to me. Otherwise, I might not be able to hold on."

After waved his hand, Lieyang Zhongjun said, "Little brother, don't be humble. Everyone knows that I, Lieyang, will not talk nonsense."

Now, when everyone looked at Zhao Chen again, they looked different. It was more of a sense of friendship and a kind smile. Of course, there were not necessarily no jealous people among them, but this was the territory of Qinglian Shangjun. Besides, they were no match for Zhao Chen, so that a little jealousy could only be forced to be pressed in the heart.

Just when the chat was very hot here and the atmosphere was pretty good.

In the distance, a loud voice overwhelmed everyone: "You are here on Tianyan!"

In the next incense stick, the man's voice sounded one after another: "Zihou is here!"

"The Demon Rain is here!"

"Here is here!"

"Hargesh is here!"

"The Lord of Thunder and Heaven is here!"

...

"You are here on the compass!"

Wow!

brush!

In a certain area, a gaze suddenly burst into sight, staring at the person walking on the red carpet from afar, the middle-aged man who looked extremely domineering, the middle-aged man in gorgeous purple clothes, and the middle-aged man with two eyebrows curled up like silver hooks.

As if he felt someone else's peeping, Jun Shang of the Compass glanced lightly, then withdrew his gaze, not caring at all.

He has killed countless people and cannot count them all. No matter where he goes, he can feel such a gaze, but no one can have any impact on him. He still lives well, live happily, and live until now and to the future.

Did this cold look come from Zhao Chen?

No!

No, this is not from Zhao Chen's eyes, because Zhao Chen had already checked his information when he saw the middle age. Although the compass Shangjun had a lot of hatred in his heart, it was enough to break through the sky, but Zhao Chen was very restrained, so good that even the compass Shangjun did not notice it.

So, if it’s not Zhao Chen, who is it?

Cold night!

That cold look came from Zhao Chen's guard, who had been separated for more than 10,000 years, the once genius with a cold temperament, the alternative among the killers, Leng Ye!

Following the gaze of the compass Shangjun, Zhao Chen also discovered Leng Ye's existence and couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Leng Ye!"

He is indeed Leng Ye, but now Leng Ye is as white as snow, and his temperament is even colder. At the same time, his strength has actually reached the level of the upper and lower grades!

What kind of adventure is it that has enabled Leng Ye's strength to improve so quickly, reaching a state that Zhao Chen has never been involved in?

If you want to ask the compass Shangjun, he definitely doesn't know, but if you want to ask the compass Shangjun's nephew, the person who caused the compass Shangjun to take action personally and ingest Cheng Yaojin and others into the Soul-Devouring Tower, he is the only person in this world who knows the facts except Leng Ye, Cheng Yaojin and others. Unfortunately, he was killed.

Zhao Chen's mood was inexplicably better when he was able to see Leng Ye here.

"Compass Shangjun, it seems that his target is also Compass Shangjun." After thinking for a moment, Zhao Chen knew the purpose of Leng Ye's trip, and his figure slowly leaned over.

Lieyang Zhongjun suddenly said beside him: "Little brother, there is not a place we should stay there, it's best. It's better not to walk out of this area."

Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, then regretfully withdrew his gaze and said to Lieyang Zhongjun next to him: "I saw an acquaintance who looked very much like me, so I forgot this. Please forgive me, brother."

"It's okay, I'm just afraid that the little brother will make them unhappy and lead to some bad things happening." Lieyang Zhongjun explained: "But if the little brother really knows the people over there, as long as they have their proof, then they can stay there."

Zhao Chen shook his head: "Forget it, let's talk about it later if you have the chance."

At this time, another voice interrupted their conversation: "Lord Immortal in the Mist is here!"

"My Fairy in the Mist is Master Wu! He is here!"

"Yes! The Qinglian Shangjun has a very good face, even the Immortal in the Fog is here."

"Hehe, that's of course. Our Qinglian Shangjun is ranked third among the 33 Shangjun!"

"Hmph! What's this? Isn't it that I can't compare to Lord Wu Zhongxian. It should be noted that even the emperor who never appears all year round attaches great importance to Lord Wu Zhongxian. Although Lord Qinglian Shangjun is powerful, he is not comparable to Lord Wu Zhongxian, right?"

A wave of discussion suddenly sounded, noisy, just like a vegetable market, causing the figure surrounded by clouds and mist to pause slightly. However, just such a small action made all the discussions there stop. Then I remembered that the Immortal in the Fog likes quiet the most. If they offended the Immortal in the Fog because of their noisy, then they should commit suicide collectively.

The fairy in the mist was wearing a white gauze dress and a pure white round hat on her head, covering her face. She couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. Everything seemed so mysterious.

His figure approached from a distance, stepped out one step, but escaped a thousand meters.

With this step alone, we have reached the gathering area of ​​Shangjun, and stayed alone in a corner of the building, looking lonely and arrogant.

"The Immortal in the Fog, really amazing!" Zhao Chen found that he could not see the other party's information. This was the first person he could not see through after he arrived in the Zhongqian World. I can only say that his strength is probably really like the rumors, which is much beyond the many Shangjuns.

"Hong Calyx is here!"

"Red Eye?" Zhao Chen was also very familiar with this name. "What is the relationship between immortals in the fog, red Eyes?"

After checking the information of Hong'e Shangjun, there were still a series of question marks. Zhao Chen had to give up, but he knew one thing, that is, the strength of these two people was probably much higher than that of the other Shangjun. Hong'e was not inferior to the Immortal in the Fog, but he was more low-key. People from the outside world thought that his strength was similar to that of Qinglian Shangjun, but in fact, they were all deceived.

Hong'e is wearing a fiery red dress in a segmented fiery red dress, and a fiery red round hat on her head, which is somewhat similar to the dress of the fairy in the mist, but the color is different. In addition, the fairy in the mist is dressed in a gauze dress, while the redeam is dressed in a lace red dress. The fairy in the mist is surrounded by white mist, and the redeam is surrounded by fiery red gas, like flames.

"Are you here?" Wu Zhongxian saw Hong'e and finally said, "Please take your seat."

Hongai under the round hat curled her lips and said, "I'm not right! By the way, sister, did you feel a feeling of being peeped at just now?"

I'm afraid few people in the world know that Hong'e Shangjun and the Immortal in the Fog are actually two sisters with the same bloodline. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!