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"Brother Gu, I haven't seen you for three hundred years, and your face is still the same, just like in the past!" said a middle-aged man with big fluttering sleeves and a black beard hanging down his chest above the Dragon Emperor City.

"Are you...... Liu Yunhe?" Gu Fei couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this middle-aged man, he recognized the person, this person was Liu Yunhe, a disciple of the Guangcheng Immortal Sect.

Now Liu Yunhe no longer has the fledgling and high-spirited appearance of three hundred years ago, his breath is restrained, and the whole person is like an unsheathed sword.

Three hundred years have passed, Liu Yunhe has become the current middle-aged uncle, unless he is young and enlightened, otherwise, few people can look as old as Gu Fei.

Moreover, when the monks are generally successful in cultivation, most of them are no longer young, and these monks generally maintain the appearance of the peak state.

"Demigod?" Liu Yunhe's cultivation couldn't be concealed at all in front of Gu Fei, and Gu Fei saw through Liu Yunhe's current strength at a glance.

"I heard that Brother Gu's return is too mysterious, I still don't believe it, but when I see it today, it's true. Liu Yunhe said that now, after experiencing so many things, he has become very calm.

When Liu Yunhe saw Gu Fei, he didn't show surprise.

"We're talking here?" Gu Fei looked around and said indifferently, he never imagined that he would see his old man in Dragon Emperor City.

At this time, in the Dragon Emperor City below, many people had already discovered their figures, and many people were pointing at them and talking in low voices.

Maybe it's no surprise that the residents of Dragon Emperor City didn't panic when they saw someone standing in the sky above Dragon Emperor City.

"Oh, little brother is rude, please come with me!" Liu Yunhe said and made a gesture of invitation, and led the way in front.

"It's interesting that there are immortal gods in the Dragon Emperor City!" Gu Fei muttered, as if talking to himself.

However, when Liu Yunhe heard it in his ears, he was awe-inspiring, this Gu Fei was able to sense the existence of the immortals in the city, could it be ...... He has already cultivated into the body of an immortal god?

Liu Yunhe couldn't see through the cultivation of Gu Fei and the others, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Brother Gu, there are some friends who heard that you are coming and want to make friends with you, you see ......" Liu Yunhe wanted to speak and stopped, seemingly a little embarrassed.

When Gu Fei heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in his heart, this Liu Yunhe, did he want to give himself a dismount? In the Southern Wilderness, he had many opponents.

You must know that back in the Dragon Emperor City, Gu Fei could beat the entire young generation of the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans to lose their voice, but he offended many people.

Three hundred years have passed, and those guys are still thinking about me?

He had already understood the current situation, the Desolate Ancient Forces had returned strongly, and the forces of the entire cultivation world had been reshuffled, and in the Southern Regions, only the Southern Desolate Hundred Clans could compete with the Zhou family, the Honghuang family.

"Qinglong ......" Gu Fei thought of this person, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink for a while, in those days, this strong man of the Qinglong clan was a good opponent.

It's a pity that when Gu Fei wanted to enter the Void Heaven Realm, he didn't fight against the strongest of the younger generation among the hundred tribes of the Southern Wilderness in the end, three hundred years later, if this green dragon didn't die, what kind of Cheng would it grow to?

Dragon Emperor City, in the water pavilion in the back garden of the city lord's mansion, there was melodious music, there were charming dancing queens dancing, and in the center sat a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown and a purple python robe, with a mighty appearance, and a young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, less than thirty years old.

These two people sat on the top of the head, but on the left and right, there were many people sitting.

When the prince of Southern Yan arrived in the Dragon Imperial City, Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness, was washing the dust for the prince Yan immeasurably, and the people here were all outstanding figures among the hundreds of tribes in the Southern Wilderness.

In the eyes of the Central Plains Dynasty, the Southern Wilderness was a wild land, and the Southern Yan Dynasty was beyond the reach of the whip, and the entire Southern Wilderness was like an independent kingdom.

The territory of the Southern Wilderness is ostensibly the territory of the Southern Yan Dynasty, but everyone knows the Tao in it, and the Southern Yan Dynasty cannot control the Southern Wilderness.

The real master of the Southern Wilderness, for thousands of years, has always been the hundred tribes of the Southern Wilderness.

Yan Wuliang, the prince of Southern Yan, although he was very dissatisfied with the practice of Yang Fengyin, the king of the Southern Wilderness, still came to the Dragon Emperor City, because the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans and the Ancient Families have recently made frequent changes, which made the Southern Yan Dynasty, one of the three immortal dynasties of the Central Plains, a little uneasy.

The Southern Wilderness was originally in a semi-self-reliant state, and the king of the Southern Wilderness had never respected the royal family, and the royal title was hereditary, so the royal family was not allowed to interfere at all.

The prince Yan Wuliang was very dissatisfied with Yang Yuandao, because Yang Yuandao pretended to be deaf and dumb about his arrival and did not greet him at all.

Yan Wuliang is less than thirty years old, and he is already in the throne, and he is expected to become the human emperor of the immortal dynasty.

However, he has been holding back for a few days, he has already had contact with some big forces in the city, today is not so much that Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness, invited Yan Wuliang to a banquet, but that Yan Wuliang borrowed Yang Yuandao's place to make friends with the hundred clans of the Southern Wilderness to show friendship.

Even if these families are powerful and have hands and eyes, they nominally belong to the people of the Great Yan Dynasty after all, so they will definitely actively let the younger children of the family attend, but they are not afraid of offending Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness.

It was a small private gathering, but it was indeed the elite of the younger generation of some large families.

"Why haven't the people from the Guangcheng Immortal Sect arrived yet?" Yan Wuliang asked a white-clothed young man who lowered his hand, this person was Zhou Haoyang, the heir of the Zhou family who had been ruthlessly repaired by Gu Fei's disciple Gu Chong in the witch land.

This guy only has the cultivation of the peak realm of the Imperial Void, and any one of the people here is stronger than him, but he can sit under Yan Wuliang, which makes everyone present a little disdainful.

"Your Highness doesn't need to be in a hurry, then Liu Yunhe said that he was going to invite a few friends, and he should be there soon. Zhou Haoyang said, the Zhou family is an ancient family, although everyone disdains Zhou Haoyang, but Zhou Haoyang has a big brother who makes everyone here jealous.

"Hmph, could it be a few immortal-level characters who have just entered the Dragon Emperor City? What is it that he Liu Yunhe can do to invite such a character?" said the middle-aged man who was hunched over, with a thin face and a sallow complexion, as if he was malnourished.

The man sat there, his back arched, as if he were carrying a large tortoise shell.

"The person he invited is amazing, I heard that this person once beat the outstanding people of the younger generation of the Southern Wilderness three hundred years ago, I don't know if there is such a thing. Zhou Haoyang lazily looked at the yellow-faced middle-aged man with a pointed head and a narrow forehead and said.

"What ......"

When the outstanding figures of the Southern Wilderness present heard this, they were immediately moved, especially a man in Tsing Yi who was sitting under Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness.

"Is that the person?"

"Isn't he missing?"

"Rumor has it that he's dead!"

The people of the Southern Wilderness were all moved, and the yellow-faced middle-aged man who seemed to be carrying a turtle shell on his back was even more excited, and stood up violently.

"Gu Fei, you didn't die, haha, great!" The yellow-faced middle-aged man was hunched over and thin, but at this time, a powerful aura emanated from his body, as if a giant beast had woken up from its slumber.

The singer who was singing and dancing in the water pavilion suddenly fell to the ground in fright, trembling all over, and this powerful aura made these mortals frightened.

"Gui Teng, don't act rashly!" the man in green clothes said in a deep voice.

"Boss Qinglong, I can't wait!" The middle-aged man named Gui Teng disappeared directly into the water pavilion.

"Your Royal Highness, this surprise of yours, my Qinglong is very satisfied!" The man in green clothes also stood up, and then walked out of the water pavilion and rose into the air.

"Hmph, Gu Fei, you still dare to come to the Southern Wilderness, this time, I, Feng Qiwu, want to trample you under my feet. A beautiful figure surrounded by Dao Dao fire also walked out of the water pavilion and rushed to the sky.

Seeing the elites of the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans leaving one after another, Yan Wuliang smiled, but the face of Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness, was not good-looking.

These people don't need to give face to the king of the Southern Wilderness at all, and they don't have any scruples when they say they go.

"Lord Wang, your relationship with the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans doesn't seem to be very good!" Yan Wuliang said, if the Southern Wilderness Hundred Clans don't support you, you will be nothing, Yan Wuliang thought to himself.

"Hmph!" Yang Yuandao, the king of the Southern Wilderness, flicked his sleeves, left his seat, and walked out of the water pavilion.

"Let's go out and have a look, too!" Yan Wuliang raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, then stood up and walked out of the water pavilion.

Zhou Haoyang hurriedly followed behind Yan Wuliang.

At this time, above the high sky outside the City Lord's Mansion, Gu Fei and his party were intercepted again.

"Gui Teng, is that you?" Gu Fei was surprised when he saw the hunchbacked middle-aged man in front of him, that person was the outstanding figure of the Xuanwu clan who fought with him endlessly and was finally defeated under his hands, Gui Teng.

"This guy has the aura of a divine beast on his body!" After Hei Tian saw Gui Teng, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a bright soul divine light.

"Gu Fei, dare to fight!" Gui Teng was defeated by Gu Fei's hands, three hundred years later, he cultivated into a Xuanwu True Body, and when he saw Gu Fei again, he couldn't wait to separate himself from Gu Fei.

"Fight and fight!" Gu Fei said calmly.

"Whew!"

Gui Teng didn't speak again, and directly blasted forward with a punch, the violent force squeezed the air, and a strong Gangfeng appeared out of thin air, and the void in front of the fist was about to collapse and collapse by this force.

"Whew!"

Gu Fei also punched out, without any fancies.

If you want to fight, both of them are very direct, without too many words, when they meet a good opponent, it is better to fight directly than to waste their lips.

Gui Teng's right fist collided with Gu Fei's fist, making an earth-shattering sound, and then Gui Teng was shaken back four or five steps, and his expression changed again and again.

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