Looking at the former Holy Sons of these two holy lands, Ye Chen let out a long sigh, feeling a little lost.

When he first heard about their legends, Ye Chen was proud that he could look directly at Lin Xian'er's face. Now it seems that it is actually because these two people have a problem.

Sima Chaoqun smashed the ground angrily, "Damn, Ye Chen! Even if I lose today, I won't hand over the little fairy to you! The petite and cute fairy will be protected by me!"

According to common sense, Ye Chen should be very angry, and then beat this guy hard.

But I don't know why, Ye Chen not only didn't want to beat him, but also pitied him a little.

"Petite and cute?"

Lin Xian'er is now slim, 1.8 meters tall, and in her own time, she was a standard international supermodel, half a head taller than him. So, it's hard to imagine what she has to do with the adjective "petite".

Poor Sima Chaoqun has always lived in the memory of that year, and thought that Lin Xian'er was a fairy child who would not grow up.

Nangong Yi whispered: "I heard that Lolita seems to have this kind of paranoia. I think cute children will never grow up!"

Sima Chaoqun protested again: "I'm not Lolicon, I'm just a feminist!"

Ye Chen let out a long sigh, "No wonder when I asked the female disciples of the Yaochi Holy Land for directions just now, they turned pale when they mentioned the two of you. How many female disciples of the Yaochi Holy Land have you killed!"

Nangong Yi hurriedly sweated and said, "That, I'm just just lustful." It shouldn't have anything to do with the word pervert, right? That's the ...... You see, we're all men. You should understand this emotion. ”

Ye Chen glanced at Nangong Yi, "Tell me the truth, have you ever used that gossip mirror to peek at Lin Xian'er taking a bath or something?"

Nangong Yi shook her head again and again, "We don't dare to kill us, she seems to have a secret method of cultivation, and once she is snooped, she can find out." So we don't even know what she looks like all these years, otherwise why do you think he's the way he is?"

Ye Chen nodded knowingly.

You don't dare, or I'll have to beat you to death!"

When he opened the Heavenly Eye to snoop, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was keenly aware of it. Presumably, it must be a secret method specially researched by the ancestors of Yaochi in order to target the Source Heavenly Master.

Tut-tut, once bitten by a snake for ten years, I'm afraid of the well rope! So what, isn't the contemporary Yaochi Holy Maiden still seen by him?

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang at the mountain gate of the Shaking Light Holy Land, and wave after wave spread through the entire Holy Land, even if it was far away, it could be heard clearly.

As soon as the bell rang, dozens of divine rainbows suddenly flew out of the sky above the Shaking Light Holy Land, heading in the direction of the mountain gate.

"This voice is a saint master-level figure has arrived!" Nangong Yi said.

He had been in the Holy Land of Shaking Light for thirteen years, and he was familiar with these things.

And the sound was incessant, louder than the previous ones. It seems that there is more than just a Holy Lord-level person. ”

Ye Chen knew where these people came from, the Halloween Conference was about to be held, and the Holy Lord-level figures from all over the Eastern Wilderness had also arrived at the Yaochi Holy Land one after another. However, this level of assembly has nothing to do with him.

Even if the Holy Communion Dao Fetus is against the heavens, it is still a junior after all, and it is not qualified to participate in the gathering among the top monks in the Eastern Wilderness.

"But...... But you can go and see those big names in the Eastern Wilderness. ”

Ye Chen was curious and wanted to meet the rulers of the Eastern Wilderness.

Thinking of this, he picked up Sima Chaoqun with one hand, "Let's go, I'll let you meet someone too!"

This dead perverted Lolicon went to the Yaochi Holy Land to be an idiot for thirteen years just for that glance in the crowd thirteen years ago, which made Ye Chen unbearable.

Therefore, he must be asked to face the reality and see clearly that Lin Xian'er is already a slim big girl to dispel his thoughts.

Ye Chen glanced at Nangong Yi again, he took two steps back, and waved his hand again and again: "I'd better stop! There may be my enemies coming to this Holy Meeting, and it's not good to see them." ”

Ye Chen said lightly: "Everyone in the whole world knows that you are in the Yaochi Holy Land, is it safe for you to hide here?"

Hearing Ye Chen say this, Nangong Yi's face became very complicated, he thought about it for a long time, stared at Ye Chen, and then said: "Okay, I'll go with you!

Ye Chen thought about it for a while, and said vaguely: "It depends on the situation!"

After the three of them finished speaking, Yu Hong flew towards the mountain gate of the Yaochi Holy Land.

Today's Yaochi Holy Land is very lively, the mother of the King of the West welcomes everyone at the mountain gate, an ancient chariot crushes through the void, a mount containing the blood of the divine beast is in the air, and the four hooves bloom with colorful divine light.

A quaint Taoist temple flew from afar, and in the middle sat a white-haired old Taoist priest, as if he was one with heaven and earth, and his body was in harmony with the Tao.

A Nine Dragons God sniper cart flew in, and among it sat a bright and majestic middle-aged man, shrouded in one hundred and eight circles of light, and the majesty was so vast that people did not dare to look at it directly.

These big names are difficult to see on weekdays, but today there are dozens of them.

The Queen Mother of the West stepped on the Jiupin Lotus Platform to resist the wind, and there were pink petals falling in the air, and there was a breeze blowing her clothes, like Chang'e running to the moon, as if a Xuannu came down to earth.

"Queen Mother of the West, I haven't seen it for a hundred years, and my demeanor has not diminished back then!" said the Holy Lord of the Daoyi Holy Land, the old Taoist priest who was in harmony with the Dao.

"The Holy Lord of Dao Yi has been overhonored, and he has come from afar, please come in and take a seat! Later, people from other holy places and families will come. ”

The Holy Lord of the Ji family also greeted cordially: "The last farewell was thirty years ago, and the Queen Mother of the West is still as kind as the Dao Lotus back then. ”

The relationship between the two is obviously not ordinary, so there is a hint of closeness in the tone of the Holy Lord of the Ji family.

The Queen Mother of the West smiled slightly, in the past, when she was not the Queen Mother of the West, she had also traveled to the Eastern Wilderness and traveled all over the world. He had a deep friendship with the holy master of the Ji family.

"The Holy Son of the Ji family in the past crisscrossed the Eastern Wilderness, and now he has become the Holy Lord, and his prestige is undiminished, go and sit inside! ”

The Halloween Convention was held in Yaotai, and only Holy Lord-level figures were allowed to enter. The clansmen who followed were outside, and Lin Xian'er was in charge of receiving them.

Lin Xian'er, the holy daughter of Yaochi, is known as the first beauty in the Eastern Wilderness, and is known as the world's most powerful veil. In other words, even if she wears a veil, she is more beautiful than any woman in the Eastern Wilderness.

Therefore, all the monks who came would give her a special look.

The Halloween Conference is a rare encounter in the Eastern Wilderness for thousands of years. It must be a major event that affects the entire Eastern Wilderness before this meeting will be convened.

Therefore, the elites of the younger generation in the Holy Land also followed the elders. One is to increase knowledge, and the first is to make friends with the leaders of the major forces in the Eastern Wilderness in the future.

Among them, the holy sons and goddesses of those holy lands and the gods and goddesses of the ancient families are undoubtedly the most eye-catching stars.