There are so many monsters, but only ten lucky ones are drawn.

This probability, I'm afraid it's a fight with the lottery.

Tang Peng looked at the spacious platform, the Yin Yang Tianzun and the young man, the two seemed to be talking about something, Tang Peng deeply felt that this immortal yuan conference was very strange.

Yin Yang Tianzun and Yang Zhan talked and laughed, seeing so many monsters gathered, they were so happy, this time.

Tang Peng also smiled, he was almost ready to pick peaches, but seeing the smugness of Yin Yang Tianzun and Yang Zhan, Tang Peng always had the urge to slap his face, although he could use two miniature upgraded *** to level all the monsters present in a thought, Tang Peng was still a little interested, wanting to see what tricks the two were doing.

Yang Zhan seemed to notice Tang Peng's gaze, and also looked over, and the gazes of the two touched in the air, like intertwined lightning, and then they both smiled unkindly.

The laughter was full of confidence. The assembly square was very lively, and groups of monsters in the audience sat close together, looking like they were doing happy events.

Yin Yang Tianzun stroked his long beard, his eyes flashed with essence, and he was very satisfied.

Subsequently, the hands were pressed weakly, and the hot scene slowly calmed down.

"Presumably, you have all got your own tokens, and when the good day arrives, the old man will descend ten opportunities to become immortals, as for who the flowers fall into, it depends on your creation."

At this point, the atmosphere that had just fallen silent burned again, and it was pushed to a higher point.

Damn, they came all the way to this opportunity to become immortals.

Some excited monsters, even twisting their hips and tails, even danced, which is called an excitement.

Seeing that Tang Peng was speechless for a while, he could be regarded as seeing that this group of monsters was strong in the flesh, but their brains were a little difficult to use, this was obviously a trap, even if it was not damaged in the Yin Yang Temple, it would also be cheap for him, a passing monk, anyway, it was a dead word.

"Hehe, boys, do you think I have the potential to become an immortal?"

A donkey-faced monster, with a mane on both sideburns and a crooked mouth, shouted at his men. "The king's immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever, and he will definitely be able to become an immortal this time!"

"yes, yes."

Suddenly, the sycophants were like a tide, and the slap was so loud that this donkey-faced monster was even more carried away, and he even ordered the little ones to be rewarded with some food.

A toad jumped up and down, croaking and screaming, and that little look seemed to say, you scumbags, you are simply delusional, it must be my toad king who has become a frog fairy.

The atmosphere of fanaticism spread more and more.

"What the hell, did the poor monk enter the pyramid scheme?"

Tang Peng looked at this group of fanatical monsters and couldn't help muttering.

Everyone has a herd mentality, and monsters are no exception, under this frenzied atmosphere, some of the monsters who were originally clear-eyed are also red-eyed, and their minds are full of absurdities about becoming immortals.

Yin Yang Tianzun looked at the audience, his heart was full of joy, he didn't expect so many people to believe what he said.

It's just that the group of people led by the monk don't seem to have lost their minds, and they are quite calm.

Yin Yang Tianzun frowned, but when he thought that there was still Yang Zhan, the great god by his side, the fire of self-confidence in his heart burned again, as long as it was done and he got what Yang Zhan promised, he would definitely increase his strength, and when the time came, these people would not be easy to come.

Yin Yang Tianzun's palms pressed again, and when the noise calmed down a little, he finally spoke, and he made an inviting gesture to formally introduce the very young man next to him.

"Today, my Yin Yang Temple held a fairy event, and I specially invited a big man to come and watch."

Listening to Yin Yang Tianzun's words, the monsters present all shifted their eyes to the young man's body.

This young man had a white face, dressed in a silk brocade robe, and was full of nobility when he raised his hands and feet, and he looked like he was from a famous family.

Many monsters are in awe, although this young man's strength is not in the stream, but he can be side by side with the famous Yin Yang Tianzun, I don't think he is an ordinary person.

And the young man didn't say a word, his chin was slightly raised, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being in the limelight.

"Hehe, I look at this son, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary person, is it the son of the demon king, at least he is also a Tianjiao who is a god and martial arts."

In front of a humanoid monster with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes, it seems to be speculating.

Tang Peng stared at the young man slightly, the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, and he was also a little looking forward to the identity of this young man.

But this little demon doesn't want to tie up with the powerful, this can especially see that the sky is full of martial arts, and the poor monk must not be the savior of the future!

Before Yin Yang Tianzun could speak, a boy dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a whisk of dust walked over with his feet moving, his mouth pouting, quite arrogant!

"What is the son of the demon king, the identity of my son-in-law is much higher, you are all gathered in this poor and remote place, I don't know, my son-in-law is Yang Zhan Tianshen, that is the real true immortal, today I specially join hands with the Yin and Yang Temple,

Convened this fairy conference, in order to find someone who is destined, to get my true immortal inheritance, you are fortunate to be able to witness the face of the true immortal, that is the blessing of the previous life, haven't you heard, a person has the Tao chicken dog ascended to heaven, if the son is in a good mood,

Descended an auspicious immortal qi, not to mention soaring into an immortal, it is still possible to increase the longevity of the immortal, how about it, don't worship yet, wait for the arrival of the true immortal. ”

The boy spoke like a chariot, and his face was scolded.

Yang Zhan Tianshen? True Immortals? One

Sounds tall.

Many monsters are short-sighted, and when they hear these words, they suddenly worship and admire their hearts, and they all bow down in unison and chant in unison.

"Welcome to the True Immortal Nether."

In a huge square, they all lowered their stature and went to worship this young man, only Tang Peng and his party looked as usual, neither humble nor arrogant, and they were still sitting in the distance, very leisurely.

Tang Peng secretly observed the boy and found that although the latter's appearance was very immature, with red lips and white teeth, the vicissitudes in his eyes made him confirm it at once.

This should be an old immortal, and his strength is even higher than the Hedao realm, judging by his tone, it should be based on Yang Zhan, and it should be his protector and bodyguard.

"Bold mortals, when they see a true immortal, they dare not kneel, it is simply disrespectful to the gods!"

The eyes of the dusty boy were round, and his immature face was filled with a thick evil aura, which was very fierce.

Yang Zhan's face was also a little displeased, he was in the great sect of cultivating immortals, he had always been pampered, and all kinds of immortal gods came in and out of the house, so they didn't dare to be disrespectful to him, and Tang Peng and the others didn't seem to take him in their eyes at all, which made him, who was extremely good-looking, quite annoyed.

Tang Peng sneered in his heart, you stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs, and you are also worthy of the gods and monks to kneel, I'm afraid that you are not living in a dream, the true immortals are amazing, the apprentices behind you have not been stained with the blood of the true immortals and even the Da Luo Jin Immortals.

And many monsters lying on the ground also raised their eyes lightly, staring at Tang Peng and the others very hotly, eager to devour them, in their hearts, the status of true immortals is lofty, and they are not allowed to be offended at all, and Tang Peng's behavior made them also have killing intent.

"What the hell, what do you see, are you afraid that he is not afraid of poor monks?"

Tang Peng's eyes were full of anger, and he suddenly shot out a fireball, directly burning a monster that was staring at him nearby to ashes.

The breeze blew, and the ashes of the ground scattered and disappeared cleanly.

Many little demons shuddered, their fanatical mood cooled down a little, and the eyes looking at Tang Peng returned to their previous fear and jealousy.

It is not easy to provoke the true immortal, but this monk is really terrifying.

"What a guts." The dust boy opened his eyes angrily, and out of nowhere, he pulled out a long sword with a bright body and a dense array of talismans, and slashed towards Tang Peng when he saw the situation.

"Get out."

Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop stick, separated the long sword, and stretched out a golden flame field, imprisoning the long sword, and emitting a sneering sound.

The dust boy had his nostrils facing the sky, but at this moment, his eyes were wide open, revealing an incredible look.

The long sword was entangled in the golden flame of the golden hoop rod, burning black, and a large spark was revealed, and its constant humming sound seemed to be mournful.

The dust boy was angry, forcibly pulled back the long sword from the imprisonment, and when he reappeared in front of him, he found that the spirit of the long sword was severely damaged, and the cold aura that originally flowed disappeared and became very dim, almost the same as an ordinary blade.

"Damn."

The dust boy was angry, his heart was surging, this sword was a magic weapon given to him by the Lord himself, he didn't expect to be ruined by this monkey like this, this shame is simply intolerable.

"Haha, little brat, what are you doing with your toy sword?"

Sun Wukong laughed, full of teasing looks.

Seeing this situation, Tang Peng first felt a little painful, the sword was not bad, it was destroyed by this monkey, and then he sighed, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick was really a well-known divine weapon of the Three Realms, and with a little effort, the magic weapon of the boy on the opposite side was broken.

The dust boy had a blue face, and wanted to take action immediately, use his great powers, and suppress the demon monkey.

He then looked at Qingyunzi to see the latter's posture, but the latter shook his head slightly, signaling him not to act rashly.

Although the dust boy was unwilling, he still forcibly swallowed his anger.

Although his cultivation is profound, he is still dominated by Yang Zhan, and he naturally does not dare to disobey the Lord's order. Yang Zhan originally wanted to let the accompanying dust boy show it and give Tang Peng and them a dismount, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the strength of the demon monkey, and the latter's big stick, I don't know what kind of magic weapon it was, actually broke the long sword of the dust boy with one blow.

Although he is very confident in the strength of the dust boy, the fairy yuan conference is being held at this moment, and it is not appropriate to make a big move. In this way, Yang Zhan waved his hand, pretending to be generous, and said loudly: "Everyone, please be even, there is a virtue of a good life, these Taoist friends are by nature, let him go." ”

"Great Immortal Shengming!" Some of the little goblins first flew with all kinds of praise and then slowly returned to their seats.

Yang Zhan looked polite and sometimes smiled in return.

But the chill that emerged from the depths of his eyes still couldn't escape Tang Peng's eyes.

Many monsters knew that the True Immortal seemed to be deflated, but they naturally didn't dare to show it, but followed Yang Zhan's words and gave him a step down.

Yang Zhan holds the quota of the immortal yuan, in case he annoys him, he will become a fart immortal! Yin Yang Tianzun hugged his fists, glanced at Tang Peng and the others, and then said kindly: "It seems that this friend of the old man still has some reservations, hehe, then let the old man come to it." ”

He glanced at Tang Peng and the others again, and then said with a bright face, as if introducing himself.

"The old man's friend is the descendant of Yang Jian, the god of heaven and justice, named Yang Zhan, as for Yang Jian, everyone must have heard more or less from ancient books and myths and legends, his old man is the god of war in heaven, so to speak, in the sky, the Jade Emperor has the final say, but he can't control Erlang God."

"Where, where, Tianzun has praised it."

Yang Zhan seemed to be modest, but he was ridiculous.

"Huh? Yang Jian? Why haven't you heard of it! ”

The toad monster croaked twice and muttered in a low voice.

Soon, a very strong demon king, Pu Fan's big hand, patted the head of the toad monster and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, what do you know, in front of the Judicial Heavenly God, even the Yin Yang Tianzun we are afraid of is just an ant." ”

This demon king, unlike that low-level toad monster, has a lot of vision, and when he heard the name of the god of justice, he immediately trembled with excitement, it was impossible to exist.

He hurriedly said something flattering, which made Yang Zhan smile.

And that toad monster, when he heard the king say that in front of the god of justice, even the Yin and Yang Tianzun was an ant, and with the right, he immediately felt that this god of justice was awesome, and he was half scared to death, feeling offended to the gods.

Then some monsters were talking about it, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Although at their level, they couldn't touch a super powerhouse like the Judicial Heavenly God, but thinking back to the myths and legends, they immediately opened their mouths one by one, and looked at Yang Zhan in shock, and suddenly felt that Yang Zhan's figure was as majestic as a mountain.

Yang Zhan seemed to enjoy the gaze of everyone on the field looking at him, and there was a burst of pride.

Nani?

This Yang Zhan turned out to be the son of the Judicial God?

Tang Peng was suddenly a little confused, he felt that this world was too small, he actually met the enemy's son pretending to be forced here, no wonder when he first saw Yang Zhan, he always felt very familiar. Suddenly, the faces of Yang Jian and Yang Zhan quietly coincided, and there were seven or eight points of similarity.

I see, I see.