The entire hall was silent.

No one stood up in response to him.

Cultivating a profound self-contained identity, it is inconvenient to snatch it at will, and it is afraid of others.

Those who are not high in cultivation know that they have no play, and they can't be used as cannon fodder for others in vain.

Not to mention people who have cultivated for thousands of years, even those who have cultivated for hundreds of years, there are not many fools.

The disciple's expression became scornful, and he wanted to go back, but he felt that he had no face, so he didn't go back, and he didn't dare to really fight Cao Yi. It's so tangled that it can't be overwhelmed.

"I'll deal with him with you"

Mrs. Diyong stood up, her back straight, her eyes sharp.

If you talk about the person who hates Cao Yi the most here, it is none other than her. Not only was the foundation destroyed, but people almost died in the hands of Cao Yi. Such a big revenge is not avenged, she is in vain as a generation of demon kings.

"Enough"

Nezha's cold voice sounded.

Lady Diyong immediately died down and sat down again.

She can have today, relying on the protection of Nezha's father and son.

Without Nezha's father and son, she would have died dozens of times. Nezha's speech, in her place, is equivalent to the golden rule.

The disciple took advantage of the situation and retreated together.

"Who, I really don't want it"

Cao Yi deliberately asked.

The disciple stumbled under his feet, glared back at Cao Yi, and quickly returned to his position.

He's not stupid, he's just been carried away by greed.

"There is a thief's heart but not a thief's courage"

Cao Yi shook his head.

When the disciple heard this, his fists clenched, and his eyes were full of resentment!

Cao Yi directly ignored it.

"I'll exchange it with you with the Heavenly Court Elixir"

Nezha said very sincerely.

"Not interested"

Cao Yi replied very simply.

There are no real immortals in this world, and the magic medicine must be enough!

Nezha experienced two seconds of stunned and nodded flatly.

Although he protects Mrs. Diyong, he is not a bully, not to mention that there are so many people here, and there are many masters among them. The first god of Heavenly Court is just a name, he is not invincible, if he really snatches it, he may not be able to grab it, not to mention, the image he has maintained for so many years is gone.

Nezha's approach made many monks around him feel relieved.

As long as things don't fall into the hands of super masters like Nezha, they still have a chance.

For a while, Cao Yi felt a lot of greedy eyes.

Why hasn't this happened before?

Is it because I used to always find a strong backer, and I stayed at home most of the time?

"Sit here, wait a while, you can be the first to enter the shrine."

Nezha casually pointed to a position close to him.

As the first god general of the Heavenly Court, a person from the Three Realms of Might, he treated an unknown person so politely.

It is false that the people are not envious and jealous.

"No more"

Cao Yi refused.

"Ignorance of lifting"

Mrs. Diyong, who was sitting next to Nezha, sneered at the corner of her mouth and said.

Nezha glanced sideways at her.

She immediately lowered her head.

Cao Yi walked to a position near the entrance of the hall and sat down.

Dozens of pairs of malicious eyes were immediately felt.

Cao Yi just smiled flatly.

Except for a few monks, no one was his opponent.

Even if these crowds fight, won't he turn in?

"Master Penglai Cui arrives"

Someone called names.

The voice was loud.

Then, Master Cui, who was completely antonymous with the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, appeared on the steps of the main hall.

"Master Cui is here, Master Cui is a famous alchemist"

"Master Cui of Penglai has been heard for a long time"

……

Many people stood up from their positions with solemn expressions.

A famous alchemist is one of the most honorable people in the cultivation world, and no one can guarantee that they will need a famous alchemist one day.

"Master Cui is here, why are you still sitting, there are no rules at all"

The disciple before reprimanded him, and his expression was very stern.

It's over, isn't it?

Cao Yi's eyes flashed with fire.

The disciple kicked his legs several steps and sat on the ground, his face extremely pale.

"Master Cui, please take a seat"

An elder from the Great Pope Sect greeted him and said politely.

The smile on his face is like a blooming daisy.

"Master, sit here"

Elders from other sects said loudly.

Master Cui ignored it directly, walked over to Cao Yi and sat down next to him.

Cao Yi reciprocated and nodded slightly.

This surprised everyone, is it popular to sit at the door this year.

"They know each other, just now on the mountainside......"

There was a person who had witnessed the acquaintance of Cao Yi and Master Cui before, and spoke up.

Only then did everyone know how powerful Cao Yi was.

But that's about it.

They don't believe in the high achievements of a person who lives less than thirty years in alchemy.

They prefer to believe that it is the extraordinaryness of the Divine Furnace itself. The desire to seize the Divine Furnace has also become stronger.

"Hades represents it"

There was another roll call.

"Hades, there are a number of peerless masters in the new gods"

"The Hades sent someone and wants a piece of the pie too?"

……

There was a lot of talk in the hall as if the council was in session.

However, the attention was very consistent, and a pair of eyes were fixed on the entrance of the main hall.

Even Nezha is no exception.

A golden light flashed, and Zhao Yan and Wang Xiaoya appeared on the steps of the main hall.

"How did the king of Hades send a ghost and a mortal? Let's make up the numbers."

Someone was stunned.

"No, the soul is very strong, not a pure ghost"

Someone noticed that Zhao Yan was unusual.

Zhao Yan looked around, saw Cao Yi, and walked straight to Cao Yi and sat down.

Wang Xiaoya sat down next to Zhao Yan.

What's the situation?

Master Cui of Penglai, the representative of the Hades King, was sitting at the door. The location of the door, when did it become so popular.

"The representative of the Hades King and this Taoist leader are here together......"

The man who had pointed out the halfway point spoke again.

Only then did everyone know that Cao Yi and Zhao Yan knew each other.

"It turned out that I was friendly with the representative of the Hades, no wonder I was so arrogant that I didn't even give the third prince face."

Someone suddenly realized.

"What's wrong with the representative of Hades, and it's not Hades"

Some scoffed.

Many people's hearts, which had cooled down, became hot again.

Yes, a friend of Hades' representative, not a friend of Hades.

Everyone is killed in the pile of dead people, who is afraid of whom.

"I'll tell you a secret, the nine-headed bird is also a friend of the poor road"

Cao Yi doesn't think it's a big deal to see his liveliness.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Some even shuddered a few times.

The famous name of the nine-headed bird, there are really a lot of people who don't know.

In front of Cao Yi, the harmonious nine-headed bird, in the world of monks, is the existence of the demon king.

Every time it appears, it is a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"You're friends with the Hydra? Hahahaha, a murderous demon king will be friends with a hypocrite Taoist priest, laughing at me, hahahaha......"

Mrs. Diyong laughed loudly, and tears of laughter came out.

A lot of people laughed along.

They really couldn't connect the big devil nine-headed bird with Cao Yi.

"Hehehehehe......"

Cao Yi also laughed.