Lingkong Mu lazily plucked his ears and said impatiently, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"You, this is the Celestial Realm Conference, how dare you ......" Yue's voice trembled for the first time, as if she was afraid of something.

"So what? Is there anything I wouldn't dare? Lingkong Mu leaned over and said coldly.

"The Celestial Assembly dares to mess around like this, you are really a madman." Yue's face was slightly reddened.

"Did you know I was crazy?" Lingkong Mu was not ashamed of this, and said it naturally.

"Hmph." Yueqi's sleeves flipped away, to be precise, he fled.

"Fight with me, you're still too tender." Lingkong Mu patted his robe and strode into the Zhaohua Palace.

Because of this Celestial Conference, the human world contributed a piece of land, and the people of the Celestial Realm began to rebuild the important palaces of the Celestial Realm on this land meticulously.

After all, the Heavenly Realm is too big, and there are more fights than the Human Realm, and if the palace of the Celestial Realm is rebuilt in the Human Realm, it will not be enough for most of the land in the Human Realm to be occupied, so the people of the Celestial Realm can only build the indispensable palace in the Celestial Realm Assembly.

Among them, the most exquisite is the Zhaohua Palace of the Ziyang Emperor.

After all, that was the Ziyang Emperor, the strongest combat power in the Heavenly Realm, and the master of His Majesty the Emperor today.

For some reason, the guard in front of the door did not stop Ling Xuan from entering Zhaohua Palace, but instead bent down slightly, as if saluting.

At this time, Ling Xuan quickly walked to the room and silently changed into the purple robe.

The robe is cool to the touch, silky to the touch, and the golden silk threads outline the gorgeous patterns, but they are not extravagant.

People rely on clothes, this sentence is not false at all, after Ling Xuan, who was already very handsome, changed into this robe, he suddenly had a little more of the breath of a noble boy, but his gray-white eyes were a little confused and distracted.

The door was pushed open, and Lingkong Mu, who was dressed in a silver robe, strode in, glanced at Lingxuan, who was distracted, and stuffed the pill that had already been prepared in his hand into his mouth.

The bloody clothes on the side were put away by the space-time ring on the middle finger of Lingkong Mu.

"Let's go, it's going to start soon, today, Emperor Ziyang is the host." After that, he took Ling Xuan's hand very gently and walked out.

After Ling Xuan heard the word Ziyang, his brows furrowed, and some fragmentary memory fragments flashed in his mind, among them, a woman's face flashed, Ling Xuan subconsciously wanted to remember the appearance of that face, but he couldn't remember anything, but he had a headache.

What is it? Ling Xuan was very puzzled in his heart, but there was no trace of it, he couldn't, he showed anything wrong, but his brows were still furrowed.

There was a smile on the corner of Ling Kong Mu's mouth, he looked at Ling Xuan's frowning appearance, as if he had guessed something, and he was in a very happy mood.

"See Your Highness." The words of the maid on the side interrupted Ling Xuan's thinking, it turned out that it had arrived.

There is only one table at the top, and there are two tables on each side, one on the left and one on the right, but they are more like subordinates.

Under the stairs, there are three layers on the left and right, and the more prominent the person, the more he sits on the first floor in front.

Lingkong Mu pulled Lingxuan and sat down at the table on the right next to the highest seat.

The things on the different tables are different, and they are all great supplements from the heavenly realm.

On the three tables on the highest seat, there are fresh fruits that are more than thousands of years old, and under the stairs, they are divided into 10,000 years, 5,000 years, and 3,000 years.

There are more and more people, this time, not only people from the heavenly realm came to participate in the conference, but also people from the demon clan and demon clan who were invited to attend the appointment.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has arrived, Emperor Ziyang, Princess Qingyang has arrived!" A sharp voice sounded, no matter where, such people were indispensable.

The brilliance in Ling Xuan's eyes flickered, Emperor Ziyang, so familiar......

Outside the palace, a man in a purple-gold robe walked in, holding the hand of a girl with a blushing face.

On the other side, a young man in Tsing Yi walked in slowly, he walked very steadily, as if he had gone through a century with one step, and in just a few steps, he had already experienced tens of millions of years.

His long hair, the gorgeous crown has an irresistible temptation, and his deep eyes look at everyone present, just one glance, which makes people fascinated.