It's just that the other refiners are destined to be disappointed.

Mr. Decay looked around, but the corners of his mouth curled up with a mockery.

A bunch of idiots!

Others don't know Mo Yun's identity, but he doesn't know yet?

This is the only seventh-order refiner in the Wuhuang Realm, and the fools below are still there to make all kinds of coaxing, a group of eyeless things.

Or he was lucky, if it wasn't for Yu Yao's kid who recognized the master's true body, maybe he would be one of the fools below.

"Master Mo, and the envoy, please!"

Mr. Rotten stood up to greet him, his smile was bright, and he was humble and polite.

As he spoke, Mr. Decay also pointed to the two stone chairs at the top.

In an instant, countless eyes were all focused on Mo Yun.

And recently, the eyes of the seven great refiners were even colder, and an invisible coercion instantly enveloped the audience.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

Mr. Decay dares to let him, but does Mo Yun dare to sit?

"This chair is good. Xiao Yao, sit down! I approve it!"

In front of thousands of eyes that were almost murderous, Mo Yun sat down.

Not only sat down, but he also looked at Zhao Muyao, who was slightly hesitant, and asked the other party to sit down.

That look is not so much an invitation as an order from the superior to the inferior.

Seeing this scene, all of a sudden, the seven great refiners all had their eyes glazed over.

And the people below, first as deathly quiet, followed by a loud noise.

"The old man has never seen such a visionless person, the people on the high platform are all refining giants in the Wuhuang Realm, Mo Yun is simply insulting the instrument path of my Wuhuang Realm!"

"Hubris! How did he speak to the messenger. That is, the envoy has a good temper, so he doesn't bother with him!"

"It's really audacious, a waste deserves to sit with the eight great refiners, how can it be reasonable?"

"Mo Yun, do you still want to be faced? Don't get down yet!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Seeing that Mo Yun had sat in the position that originally belonged to the Eight Great Refiners, in an instant, there were shouts and scoldings.

It must be known that on the high platform, the fifth-order refiner could not go up, and now, Mo Yun, a waste who had gone through the shit luck, actually sat on the supreme chair in front of everyone.

This has already caused the wrath of the people!

"Junior, this is not the place for you to come, go down!"

The old oriental monster of the Huang Empire had a pale face and tense muscles, obviously holding back his anger.

"Oh, I think this seat is pretty good, I don't want to go down for a while, what should you do?"

In the face of insults from all directions, Mo Yun's face remained unchanged, he looked at the old monster in the east, with a joke on his face, competing against each other.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the Qionghai Master, who was no longer visible from the side, stood up suddenly.

His face was flushed and out of breath at this time, and he actually slapped the table with a slap, looking very angry.

In any case, Mo Yun is still a disciple of their Wanshizong, and now Mo Yun is making a big fuss about the refining conference here, and it is not only him who is embarrassed, but also Wanshizong!

"Bastard, don't you know how to lift a dog thing, isn't it shameful enough?

Master Qionghai glared at Mo Yun viciously, and the disgust in his eyes had reached the extreme.

In fact, not only the Qionghai Master, but also the other six refining masters, some of them snorted coldly, some brushed their sleeves, and some turned their heads, all expressing their dissatisfaction with Mo Yun in various ways.

For them, a milky junior sitting with them is the biggest insult to them!

"Needless to say, you see how Mo Yun has the heart to repent, this son is here to make trouble. Someone, bring him down to me!"

The old monster of the East waved his hand backwards, his eyes murderous.

Under his order, the two martial marquis of the Huang Empire responded to the call, and they galloped towards Mo Yun.

But at this time, Mr. Decay Weapon, who had been prepared a long time ago, was directly in front of Mo Yun.

"Stop!"

Mr. Decay scolded sharply, there was a kind of majesty in him, and he forced the two martial marquis of the Huang Empire to stop.

The two martial marquis turned their inquiring gaze to the old monster of the east, and the old monster of the east looked at the decay weapon with dissatisfaction:

"What do you mean, Mr. Immortal?"

That's exactly what others want to ask.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, why is it that Young Master Mo is also a disciple of a seventh-order refiner. Since the seventh-order refiner is not here today, it is not impossible for Young Master Mo to sit on behalf of the teacher!"

Mr. Decay said loudly.

This was an explanation, but it wasn't enough to appease the anger of the Seven Great Refiners.

But at this moment, Mr. Decay has already spoken, and they are not good at making a bird, and they all look at the old monster in the east.

As we all know, because of the Dongfang Jingqing incident, Mo Yun has become on the same page as the Huang Empire.

If you really want to make a statement at this moment, it must be the old monster of the East.

And the old monster in the East naturally knew this, and he immediately stood up:

"Hmph, Brother Decay, having said that, but now that a yellow-haired child with a milky smell has not dried up, people who don't know still think that he is a seventh-order refiner?

After Dongfang Monster's words, he immediately made the other six refiners nod.

Indeed, as the old monster of the East said, although they don't care about any false name, but now let Mo Yun ride on their heads, this is unbearable!

And at this moment, a red-haired old man in the crowd jumped out from the divine seat below, and he pointed at Mo Yun and shouted:

"That's right, what Master Dongfang said is extremely true, how can Mo Yun dare to sit with several masters?"

"In addition, I have heard that Mo Yunnai is a wasted person who has cultivated the original Dao Martial Kaitu, and he can only wander in the third order for the rest of his life. How could a seventh-order refiner accept such a disciple? This so-called master disciple is only afraid that he is an impostor, right?"

"Mo Yun, this guy has never refined a weapon in his life, if he lets this kind of waste sit on his head, I'm just afraid of ...... It will make others laugh and be generous!

The old man of the red side seemed to have some identity, and his words were sonorous and powerful, which caused an uproar at once.

"It's actually Mr. Yan Tianen, the great elder of Tengyanmen, his old man has stood up and spoken, combined with Mo Yun's performance, it seems that Mo Yun is undoubtedly an impostor!"

"I'll just say, a seventh-order refiner is such a master, how can there be such an arrogant and rude disciple?"

"At the beginning, Mo Yun had killed Guan Luoqi, a fifth-order refiner of Tengyan Sect, and this Yan Tianen should have come to take revenge. But so what? Anyway, I won't allow a junior to occupy a high seat!"

"Mo Yun, impostor, get down!"

The square was full of boos for Mo Yun.

"Silence!" Mr. Immortal Instrument yelled all his life, and actually really quieted the audience, "Mr. Yan, Master Mo's purple gold invitation was given by my Heavenly Instrument Sect, are you questioning the identity of Master Mo, are you questioning my Heavenly Instrument Sect?"

There was already some dissatisfaction in the tone of the decaying weapon.

"Mr. Immortal, I respect you as a person, so I will not argue with you. ”

"Regardless of the truth or falsity of Mo Yun's identity, this is the refining conference, and the comparison is the strength of the refining weapon, if you let a junior of unknown rank sit at the top, how can you convince the public?"

"Today, I, Yan Tianen, are here to speak, unless this kid is a stronger refiner than me, I, Yan Tianen, will be the first to disagree!"

Yan Tianen was furious.