"Two, this is not the place for you to fight, if there is any deep hatred between you, please leave the EPRO Conference and settle it yourself. Just as the two were tense, they were interrupted by a scolding.

Ling Yu turned his head to look at the person who spoke, it was an old man in his old age, his beard was white, his eyes were like magic lamps, his lion nose and wide mouth, his face was Chinese, his face was red, and he was extremely majestic. This person is dressed in a dark blue silk robe, with a steady gait and profound internal skills. Although Ling Yu only glanced at the old man, he knew that the other party was at least asking about the peak of his state of mind. Needless to say, Ling Yu also knew that he should be the manager of the Yibao Conference.

"Hmph, you just want to stop me with an old man who asks about his mood, tell you, if I want to kill this kid, no one can stop me!" Guan Mozhen sneered at the old man's warning and said disdainfully.

"Don't think that you Guan family has two supremes who can be empty-eyed and extremely arrogant. To put it mildly, those two old men of yours are not even farts in the eyes of our Elysium. Boy, I warn you, don't be too arrogant, otherwise, maybe you will be healthy when you fall asleep, but when you open your eyes, you will be in a different place!"

"What??, you're from the Paradise Pavilion?!" Guan Mochen shuddered when he heard the old man's words, he took a few steps back, distanced himself from the old man, and asked vigilantly.

Not only Guan Moji, but Ling Yu and the surrounding cultivators were all shocked. No wonder the old man didn't care about the behavior of the two, it turned out that they were people from the Bliss Pavilion. There are three mysterious organizations in the Huaxia Continent, the Psychic Pavilion, the Bliss Pavilion and the Imperial Beast King Court. It is precisely because of this that everyone can understand why the Tongling Pavilion will send a hero post to it every time the Yibao Conference is held. They are all the three mysterious organizations in the Huaxia Continent, and it is not surprising that they have contacts with each other. It's just that the Paradise Pavilion rarely walks around the world on weekdays, and their degree of concealment is even higher than that of the Psychic Pavilion, how can the old man take the initiative to identify himself?

"From today onwards, the Pavilion of Bliss will reappear in the world, stop the war with killing, Bliss Red Dust!" Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, the old man seemed to have guessed what everyone was thinking, and he shouted loudly to the group of cultivators.

"Bliss Pavilion, the force behind the Yibao Conference that has been held in the Huaxia Continent for thousands of years is actually Bliss Pavilion! They are obviously a killer organization, how could they host such a barter conference?"

"Yes, the Pavilion of Paradise is known as the most mysterious existence of the three major organizations, and they rarely walk around in the world on weekdays, and this time they are saying with great fanfare that they are going to be born, and I am afraid that something big will happen in Huaxia again. ”

"Actually, you all misunderstand the Pavilion of Paradise, I heard that they are the biggest chaebol in China, and they are involved in the Carriage and Horse Restaurant, the Pawnshop of the Medical Hall, and the Pavilion of Paradise. They announced that they would return to China, which is understandable. ”

“......”

The surrounding cultivators whispered, some were suspicious, some were worried. After all, the Pavilion of Paradise was an organization that started with killing, and who knows what big moves they will make when they appear in the world this time.

The Pavilion of Paradise, which means the Land of Paradise, is one of the three mysterious organizations in China. The Pavilion of Paradise rarely interacted with outsiders, and only a very small number of people who had reached heaven had a way to contact them. The people of the Pavilion of Paradise make a living by killing, they don't talk about right and wrong, they only talk about money, if you want to find them to kill, you must first offer a hundred fairy crystals, and they will consider whether to accept your commission. Moreover, in the world, each person or force can only have one chance to trade with the Pavilion of Paradise. After the matter is completed, the Paradise Pavilion takes the money and the client receives the life, it's as simple as that. When the two parties complete the transaction, they will go their separate ways, and there will be no more intercourse in this life.

If you want to become the killer of the Elysium Pavilion, the tests you will go through are extremely harsh, and your heart, methods, and cultivation must meet their standards. Every killer of the Pavilion of Paradise is a bloodthirsty Shura, who may be a shopkeeper, a pawnshop owner, or a ragged beggar during the day, but when night falls, they change into black clothes like the night sky and walk on the tip of a knife. They have ruthless eyes and cold hearts, and they cruelly harvest the lives of others. There was once a ballad that sang: Don't fall asleep when the cold night comes, between the bliss of breathing, the spring is good, and the ghost returns to the sky.

In the heyday of the Pavilion of Paradise, many people from the enemy family did not even dare to sleep at night, for fear that someone would buy the Pavilion of Paradise and take their lives while they were asleep. At that time, people's fear of the Pavilion of Paradise was even higher than that of the Psychic Pavilion, which only sold news, but rarely harmed people's lives. The Pavilion of Bliss is different, they are the agents of the Nether Yama in the human world, and they will take people's souls to hell.

Later, the heyday of the Paradise Pavilion was rejected by many sects in the Huaxia Continent, and finally a battle broke out, which killed the sun and the moon and the blood flowed like a river. It was precisely because of that turmoil that the Pavilion of Paradise has since disappeared. Later, some people also approached Bliss Pavilion to make a deal, but it was only behind the scenes, and it did not cause people to panic again.

After such a long time, I didn't expect that the Pavilion of Paradise had changed from a killer organization to a wealthy chaebol, and almost all the businesses in Huaxia had their disciples infiltrated. In addition to the realm of the cultivator's world, another thing that can command Kyushu is the spar and the magic stone, that is, the hard currency in the cultivator's world, and only by mastering them can you truly grasp the lifeblood of Huaxia. And the Bliss Pavilion happened to see through this, so they quietly controlled the source and direction of more than half of the magic stones and spars on the Huaxia Continent. In other words, at this time, the Pavilion of Paradise was the master of the world of Huaxia cultivators.

"You heard it right, from today onwards, the Pavilion of Paradise will officially enter Huaxia and walk in the blue sky and white sun of China. In the past, we were executioners who killed people without blinking, but now, we are businessmen who make money in harmony, and we hope that all of you will support you. At this moment, a good-faced old man with white hair descended from the sky and said loudly.

The man was less than seven feet tall, with a kind face, kind eyebrows, and fluffy silver hair that was not tied up, floating haphazardly behind his head. The old man descended slowly from the sky, like an immortal. Although he didn't show his cultivation, everyone present knew that I was afraid that this old man was already a red dust immortal. It's just that such a kind-faced old man makes it difficult for people to associate him with the cold-blooded and ruthless Bliss Pavilion.

"I am one of the elders of the Pavilion of Paradise, and I haven't walked in the world for many years, so I just want to catch up with you and inform you of the news of the comeback of the Pavilion by the way. The old man said softly.

"It turned out to be Nie Chengxian Nie's senior, but I didn't expect you to be still in the world, and your body is still so tough. If it weren't for you coming forward today, we would all think that you would have ascended to the Immortal Realm a long time ago. When Sikong Qingyu saw the old man, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he pointed his toes on the ground, rose into the air, and talked to the old man Nie Chengxian in mid-air.

"It turned out to be Qingyu! I haven't seen you for many years, is your master okay?" I think we fought three times back then, but each time it ended in a draw, and now I really miss those years!" Nie Chengxian sighed.

"Looking back at my predecessors, the family teacher has been immortal for many years. When he was dying, he often mentioned you, and mentioned the days when he met friends with martial arts and drank and talked happily. Sikong Qingyu also sighed.

"Well, life has an end, and my old friend is a person who lives a relatively transparent life. Unlike us, who have struggled in the torrent of the world for thousands of years, they still can't get rid of distracting thoughts. Alas, time flies, live up to the youth!, Qingyu, I have time to sit in the Pavilion of Paradise, there are few people I know who are still in the world, and it is a relief to finally meet the descendants of old friends. Nie Chengxian said softly.

"The seniors rest assured, the juniors will take time to visit, and when the time comes, I hope that the seniors will give them a glass of water and wine, and the juniors will drink with the seniors. Sikong Qingyu said with his fists clenched.

"Okay, okay! There are a lot of rising stars today, yes, this is what Huaxia Zuxing should look like, I am mainly to inform you of the news of the birth of the Paradise Pavilion today, since the goal has been achieved, I will not bother you with barter, you please." Before leaving, I have another sentence to tell you, although the Pavilion of Paradise has rarely done murderous deeds, it does not mean that we are not murderous, so please abide by the rules of the Yibao Conference, barter is allowed, but no weapon fights are allowed, otherwise, don't blame us for not being emotional!" Nie Chengxian's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he said in a deep voice.

When Nie Chengxian spoke, a boundless killing intent rippled out of his body, which was a boundless aura that could only be accumulated by crawling and rolling in the sea of corpses and blood. At the Yibao Conference, there were about tens of thousands of cultivators, all of whom were shrouded in an invisible aura, and everyone seemed to have seen a terrifying scene of white bones like mountains and blood like a sea. Some of the weak cultivators even hugged their heads in fright, crouched on the ground, and shivered.

This is the coercion of the Supreme Realm, and it is also a supernatural power that can only be exerted by the powerhouses of the Supreme Realm who kill the Dao. Although it was only for a moment, it still made everyone feel the breath of death.

Fortunately, Nie Chengxian didn't mean to persecute everyone, he just didn't want anyone to stir up trouble at the Yibao Conference, so he used this to deter everyone. After the coercion, he turned into a white light and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"What? Aren't you going to exchange this dagger for it? Six 100,000-year-old demon beast Neidan, take them out!" Xiao Hei saw that Nie Chengxian had left, and he stepped forward to Guan Moji, who had a blue face, and teased.

"Hmph, when did I break my promise about what Guan Mozhen said, you wait, I'll go back and get it now!" Guan Moji's eyes were full of anger, he glared at Xiao Hei fiercely, and was about to turn around and go to get Neidan.

"Wait!I'm a kind-hearted person, I don't want to break your dog's leg, why don't you see if I can exchange this dagger first, if what I take out is more precious than six demon beast Neidan, you don't need to humiliate yourself." Ling Yu stroked her earlobe and said lightly.

Seeing Ling Yu's calm appearance, Xiao Hei and the others scolded for a while: You are still kind, if you are kind, Wu Dao can be a bodhisattva!

"Hmph, okay, I'm going to see what you can fight with me!" Guan Moji clenched his steel teeth and said coldly.

"This fellow Daoist, I have a friend who was lucky enough to get a drop of Heavenly Thunder Dew during the Tribulation, I wonder if it can be worth the six 100,000-year-old Demon Beast Inner Dan?" Ling Yu moved his fingers slightly, holding the Heavenly Thunder Dew in his hand, and said to the ghost cultivator.

When he saw the drop of Heavenly Thunder Dew, Ghost Xiu's eyes once again fluctuated violently, and he looked at the soybean-sized droplet in Ling Yu's palm, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time......