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Feng Shiyi led the Feng clan bosses to come out to greet them.

Others can ignore it, but Peng Eighteen, the current number one boss in Yiyuntian, can't help but take care of it.

Mufar.

The status of the Kunpeng clan is there, and the strength of Peng Eighteen is indeed impressive, even the proud old phoenix can't refuse to accept this softness.

The Feng clan, the fire phoenix, Qingluan, Bi Fang, and the big men of the three clans stood proudly, and even brought a group of elders to greet them, which was enough to give Peng Eighteen face.

In the air, the huge Kunpeng landed on the ground, bringing a rolling strong wind, blowing people's eyes, and then Peng 18 led the three major races of the Peng clan to descend majestically.

"Hehe, Brother Peng, I haven't seen you for a long time, but the style is still the same!"

Feng Shiyi greeted him with a smile, like a spring breeze, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

"Brother Feng is polite, aren't you also old and strong, hehe. ”

In a word, the corners of Feng Shiyi's eyes couldn't help jumping.

Old thing, who do you say is old!

Feng 11 and Peng 18, the two most dazzling glorious suns in Yiyun Sky now, finally collided again at the Ten Thousand Souls Conference, and as soon as they met, people could feel the strong smell of gunpowder in each other's tones.

This is not only a question of who is the overlord of Yiyuntian between the Feng clan and the Peng clan, but also the dignity and glory of the two of them who is the number one boss of Yiyuntian.

Therefore, this time the All Souls Conference will definitely be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers, and the two Supremes must have already used all their energy to cultivate their own players, and they are going to dedicate an unimaginable peak battle at the conference!

The two sides met and walked into Sunset Valley, where the convention would begin on the ninth day of the ninth month of the Wing Cloud Sky Calendar, and all the contestants would rest in Sunset Valley.

Later in the day, the three-veined centaurs led by the Jinwu clan also arrived in Sunset Valley, and the old patriarch of Feng Eleven will hold a welcome dinner under the holy plane tree tonight to wash the dust for everyone.

The night soon sprinkled the entire Sunset Valley.

The Holy Sycamore Tree, each leaf exudes a faint golden brilliance in the night, and from a distance, it seems that thousands of stars are dotted on the tree, shining a dream-like beautiful scene.

Under the tree, there are thousands of seats.

The dinner party adopts a single table layout, the three races besiege a zigzag around the holy plane tree to sit on the ground, the fragrance of wine and food accompanied by the aroma of the enticing plane fruit on the tree, constantly tickling people's noses, inhaling this wonderful taste suddenly feel that the mood will be much more beautiful.

The servants and maids of the Feng clan have already arranged everything, and the guests have also entered the table under the guidance, and in the whole scene, sitting opposite the holy plane tree is the master of the Sunset Valley, the three veins of the Feng clan, the left direction is the Peng clan headed by Kunpeng, and the right is the three teams of strong people led by Jin Wu.

The atmosphere, serene and harmonious.

The unique divine fire light of the Fire Phoenix clan illuminated the scene as if it were daylight, and most of the people's faces were also filled with indifferent smiles, except for ......

Peng XVIII!

The patriarch of the Kunpeng clan, the expression on his face seemed to be frozen since he sat down, and a pair of sharp eyes always stared directly at the leafy holy plane tree above his head, and his heart was uncertain.

Holy Sycamore...... Sycamore ...... Her Majesty the Empress was the holy tree of enlightenment......

Such a holy relic has been left in this Sunset Valley for too long, too long!

The Fire Phoenix clan no longer deserves to have this supreme artifact, and the Kunpeng clan has won the leader of the Ten Thousand Souls Pilgrimage Conference for four consecutive years, so why do they let the champion come to the loser's place to compete every time?

The Holy Sycamore Tree should have belonged to the Kunpeng clan a long time ago!

Peng Eighteen had terrible thoughts churning in his heart, and he was confident enough, no one in the Ten Thousand Souls Conference this time could stop their Peng Clan's victory, coupled with that guy's support, he would never return empty-handed when he went back this time, but would bring the most sacred divine object of Yiyuntian back to his own sect!

Thinking of this, Peng Eighteen's eyes turned to look at the Feng clan next to him, and there was only a faint disdain in his eyes.

It is the weak descendants of these phoenix clans, they are really worthy of the name of the empress's heirs, you look at these fire phoenixes, and those Qingluan...... How could he be the opponent of those fierce cubs under his command?

Even if it's that Liyun Peak...... Hum...... That's it!

Peng 18 saw Liyun Peak in the crowd.

I haven't seen him for many days, but this Feng Tianjiao is still in style.

It's just that I don't know why, Li Yunfeng sits in a group of Feng clan powerhouses, always giving people a feeling of cold peeling, as if the whole person is absent-minded, which makes Peng Shibai look down on this year's Feng clan players, even their strongest powerhouses are like this......

Wrong.

Suddenly, Peng Eighteen thought of the news he heard a few days ago.

This year, the leader of the Feng clan's team is not this Liyun Peak, but a newcomer Bi Fang.

Then again, why didn't you see the players of the Bifang clan?

Peng Eighteen swept his eyes and saw that the seats of a hundred people in the Feng Clan were empty, which was the position of the hundred players of the Bifang Clan.

The feast is about to start, why hasn't that group of little Bi Fang come yet?

Knock knock.

Just as he was thinking about it, Peng Eighteen suddenly heard a burst of drums roaring from the position of the entrance passage of the Great Banquet.

"Fire, fire!" shouted neatly from far and near, like a surging tide, rushing into the entire banquet hall.

What's going on?

Everyone looked at the entrance inexplicably, and it turned out that a group of vast people mixed with the three veins of the Feng clan walked towards this side.

Fire!Fire!!

A deafening shout is welcoming the brightest stars.

Whoa!

More than a dozen small flower-like female phoenixes are smiling in the air, sprinkling bursts of flower petals in the air, like a colorful rain, paving a fragrant petal road.

Knock knock!

Next to it, eighteen animal skin drums beat violently under the hands of eighteen handsome little men of Qingluan, and the domineering drums and the cheers of 'Huo'er complemented each other, directly shaking the cranial nerves of the audience.

This...... This...... What is it?

Is the entertainment performance before the start of the feast, it's too wild and intense, shouldn't it be a beautiful girl who comes out to twist her waist and shake her ass?

And what the hell is that fire?

It's so loud!!

Everyone was shocked, but some people found that after seeing this scene, several bigwigs of the Feng clan changed their faces, and at this time, they saw that the surging crowd suddenly separated to both sides, and a team with a fiery red body walked out of the crowd with their heads held high.

Bi Fang! is the contestants of the Bi Fang clan!

Only then did people figure out that such a big battle of emotions was the honor guard of these little guys of the Bifang clan, which was too exaggerated!

"Oh my God! Who is that guy? And he's being carried out?"

What's even more amazing is that above the ninety-nine Bi Fang contestants, there is a half-lying young man Bi Fang, who was actually carried in the air by the four people below, and what the merchant's hand was holding was not some famous wine and fragrant tea, but a bone stick with half fat oil, under the stunned gaze of everyone, while chewing, and constantly pointing to the people around him.

"Hey, the girls who sprinkle flowers, remember to change it next time, the aroma of these is too rushing, it doesn't meet my brother's elegant sentiments!"

"Okay, okay, Brother Huo'er!"

In the air, the little phoenixes chirping with joy in their eyes.

On the ground, a jaw and eyeballs were shattered.

Your sister, you are exaggerated like this, what are you talking about?

"And your slogans are too monotonous, Huo'er, Huo'er, please use dim sum, for example, like some kind of Huo'er handsome guy, mighty and domineering, invincible in the world, etc...... Hey, just don't be too arrogant, just ......"

Isn't Nima arrogant enough?

So who, can we kill this shameless Bi Fang?

Where the hell did he come from......

Everyone in the Peng clan and the Jinwu clan has been driven crazy by the style of this Bi Fang in front of them, and on the front row of the Feng clan, the old patriarch of Feng Shiyi also looked strange like dried stinky tofu, looked at the old Bi Fang next to him, and said in a trembling voice:

"Patriarch ...... This, that's your idea?"

"Of course not!" Old Bi Fang was the only one who could still keep a smile: "This fire is really a bit nonsense!"

It's not just a few!

It's about to make a big fuss, okay?

Before Feng Shiyi could speak, Lao Bi Fang added: "Didn't you say that you want to use this appearance at the Ten Thousand Souls Conference, why did you take it out in advance, and you didn't notify me." ”

Crash.

The table in front of Feng Shiyi suddenly cracked.

Are all the Bifang people a bunch of crazy people?

"Also, let's let Huo'er and them sit first. Helplessly, in this case, Feng Shiyi was not able to say anything, so he could only wave his hand and let the hundred Bi Fang players come in first.

"Stop!"

Huo'er waved his hand.

The drums stopped, the shouts stopped, and they were neat.

Boy.

Have you really practiced......

People are collectively covering their faces.

"Where's my favor?"

But then there's something even more pretentious.

Huo'er shouted in a loud voice, and a young man of the Terran who was wearing a green shirt and was so handsome that even the gods couldn't hold it came from the side, and stood respectfully under his seat.

"Yes, good!"

Huo'er nodded in satisfaction, and stepped out of her paw to step on the young man's head, but hesitated, and finally landed on the other party's shoulder, holding her head high and letting the human carry it to the banquet hall.

I'll go!!

The scene was full of surprise again.

Doesn't this Bi Fang even know how to walk by himself, and he also accepts a pet??

It's not that everyone hasn't seen the existence of high-profile pretending, but it's the first time to pretend to be so annoying like this Bi Fang, among the Peng clan and the Jinwu clan, there are suddenly several terrible eyes that shoot on Huo'er's body, no matter who this thing is, if you have the chance, you must pluck out its bird feathers, so that he will be so annoying again!

Finally, the players of the Bifang clan sat down under the leadership of that Huo'er.

It was time for the feast to begin.

As the Patriarch of Feng Eleven got up and finished speaking, everyone waited for the banquet to officially start so that they could enjoy the delicious food in front of them.

As the host of the banquet, the patriarch of Feng Shiyi naturally wanted to toast everyone on behalf of the Feng clan and start the whole banquet.

"Come on, come on, all the elites of Yiyuntian, the old man represents the entire Feng clan, welcome your arrival, and wish this year's Ten Thousand Souls Pilgrimage Conference a complete success, come, cheers!"

Cheers!

The audience cheered and all raised their glasses.

All the members of the Feng Clan and the Golden Crow Clan stood up and responded enthusiastically to the proposal of the patriarch of Feng Shiyi, but soon everyone discovered a very embarrassing and embarrassing scene for Feng Shiyi.

The three veins of the Peng clan, all the people, none of them moved.

Nearly a thousand members of the Peng clan below Peng 18 looked at Feng Shiyi's embarrassing appearance of holding a wine glass, and they all sneered, as if they were waiting to enjoy the embarrassing scene at this moment.

This...... It's too faceless, it's just a slap in public!!