Everyone followed Fang Ye's gaze and saw that the place he was looking at was only a void, and let them sweep it with their huge spiritual power, and they didn't find the slightest abnormality.

Li Qinghui's body was glowing with a hint of brilliance, his eyes were like two bottomless whirlpools, and he regained his calm in a blink of an eye, with a slight hint of surprise on his face.

Lei Jiutian's eyes completely turned purple, and when he looked closely, there was a scene of divine thunder destroying the world looming in his eyes, and he glanced at Fang Ye with surprise.

Just when everyone thought that Fang Ye was deceiving people, a translucent black shadow appeared extremely slowly in the void they were staring at, from nothing.

The void around the black shadow fluctuated, and a very innocent-looking little fat man appeared in the void, with a pair of small eyes on his chubby face, looking at Fang Ye in surprise.

Fang Ye was slightly stunned, Mo Chengying, who made the pride of the sky talk about it, turned out to be a little fat man?

"I used the technique of concealing the sky, collected all the murderous energy, and melted into the void, even if I used my spiritual power, I would never be able to find the slightest trace, how did you find me?" The little fat man asked in surprise, undoubtedly admitting his identity, he was that Mo Chengying.

Mo Chengying, with such a chic name, turned out to be a simple-looking little fat man, which made Fang Ye a little surprised.

Hearing Mo Chengying's words, Fang Ye smiled lightly and spit out two words: "Intuition!"

"What a gut feeling, it seems that you have experienced a life and death crisis, which is why you have such a terrible spiritual sense. Now that you've discovered it, I won't shoot at you within a year. Mo Chengying's chubby face was full of smiles, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

If you don't know this person, no one will think that he is Mo Chengying, who is famous all over Qingyun City.

Fang Ye shrugged his shoulders with a smile and said, "No one wants to face a killer who is hidden in the dark at all times. It seems that by accident, I escaped. ”

The little fat man stared at Fang Ye for a long time, shook his head seriously and said, "No, even if I tell you that I won't make a move on you within a year, you will still be wary of me." ”

Fang Ye's thick eyebrows raised slightly. Lang smiled: "That's right, I'm very afraid of death, I don't dare to pin my life on your words." ”

Mo Chengying sat in an empty seat, took a spirit fruit and gnawed it up, and said to Fang Ye with a smile: "Beware or not, then it's up to you, anyway, I said that if you don't make a move, you will never make a move, and after a year, you can ask for more blessings." ”

Fang Ye shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He wouldn't let his guard down anyway.

Lei Jiutian lightly clapped his hands twice, and then a waiter knocked on the door with various dishes, and the delicacies exuding a rich aroma quickly filled the table.

The ingredients of these dishes are all extremely precious, either the strange flower elixir in the depths of the valley, or the various immortal treasures at the bottom of the deep sea, which makes people's appetite move when they smell it.

"You're welcome, everyone, how about tasting the dishes here?" Lei Jiutian greeted warmly.

Before he could finish speaking, the phantom and Xiao Hei ate it regardless of their image. It was so difficult for the two of them to use chopsticks that the two little ones directly lowered their paws. After a while, my mouth was full of oil.

Fang Ye's face was full of embarrassment, these two guys, when they saw delicious food, they were not polite at all, and they didn't care about the occasion at all.

Yun Baichuan snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction. But he didn't dare to say anything.

Lei Jiutian smiled and said, "These two friends have set an example, this is the true temperament, eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink!" It's a millennium of wine that I've worked so hard to get!

As he spoke, Lei Jiutian flicked his right hand, and a jar of sealed wine appeared on the table, gently patting the mud seal of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

Lei Jiutian gently pressed his palm on the jar, and several strands of translucent wine rushed out of the jar, and fell into the wine glass in front of everyone without any spillage, even the cups in front of the phantom and Xiao Xiao were full.

Fang Ye smelled the aroma of wine, and secretly pursed his lips in his heart, thousand-year-old wine, it sounds good, compared to his own monkey wine, it is far behind!

Fang Ye tasted this thousand-year-old wine lightly, and said with a smile: "The taste is okay, I also brought some fine wine with me, and when this jar on the table is finished, let everyone taste it." ”

"Okay! Look at Brother Fang's meaning, the treasured wine must be good!Come, let's drink this thousand-year-old wine first, and then taste Brother Fang's wine!" Lei Jiutian raised his glass.

"I won't disappoint everyone!" Fang Ye smiled lightly and raised his glass.

Putting down the wine glass, Lei Jiutian stared at the lazy and lazy Mo Chengying with wide eyes, and said with a smile: "Fat man, you slaughtered a few elite disciples of the Huoyun Palace, and you were hunted down and killed by those old guys, it doesn't taste good, right?"

Mo Chengying snorted and said disdainfully: "Those old guys, just follow me and eat fart, chasing me for so long, I didn't even see my shadow, one day I was unhappy, so I slaughtered them one by one!"

Li Qinghui chuckled and said: "Brother Mo, everyone knows that you will not make a move on someone whose cultivation is lower than you, you are now in the late stage of the Martial King, and it is not easy to kill the grandmaster!"

Fang Ye was slightly surprised, this little fat man was actually the same as his cultivation, he was in the late stage of the Martial King, and the pressure that was inadvertently revealed, but it was stronger than Yun Baichuan and other people who were the Great Perfection of the Martial King, and he was worthy of being a killer.

The little fat man pursed his lips noncommittally, drank all the wine in the cup, gently pressed down the table, and suddenly flew out of the wine jar in the distance, filled it for himself again, looked at Lei Jiutian with slanted eyes, and said in a dignified manner: "The surname is Lei, you fought with Zhan Xuechen, what was the result?"

Lei Jiutian shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know what that girl is crazy about, she retreated far away after fighting me." She didn't use Feixue jianzhen, and I didn't use Zixiao Divine Thunder, judging from that fight, his strength with me should be between the best. ”

Xiwei Fairy's eyes flowed, lifted a corner of the veil, took a sip of wine, and said with a light smile: "Tianjiao Mansion enrollment has not yet begun, and very few people will fight to the death." Of course, the two battle maniacs of Huo Feiyang and Lin Qingchen are exceptions. ”

Lei Jiutian's gaze swept over everyone, and he said slowly: "Tianjiao Mansion accepts people, once every three years, and those under the age of twenty are eligible. In the past, the teenagers in the late stage of the Martial King had already entered the Tianjiao Mansion, so why did there appear so many strong people this year?"

Li Qinghui looked at Lei Jiutian with interest, and asked with a smile: "Brother Lei's Zixiao Hall Shili is also unusually large, why are you here?"

Everyone's eyes also shifted to Lei Jiutian, wanting to see what he would say.

Lei Jiutian smiled and said, "It's not a secret, I guess everyone has heard of it." Xuanling artifacts and creation Xuanling were born one after another, and the ancestors all said that they were going to change the sky, and no one in the world could avoid it, and even our entire Zixiao Hall might be wiped out! The disciples in the hall with better talents were all allowed to go freely, let us find ways to improve our cultivation by ourselves, and we didn't care if we died! Tianjiao Mansion has been inherited for endless years, and its status in the divine domain is a little special, I want to see what is so special. ”

Fairy Xiwei bowed her head and whispered: "First the Frost Flowing Shadow Sword appeared in the world, then the nine-colored Yunling Basin was born, and then the Divine Scar Purple Gold Whip and the Ten Thousand Flames Burning Diagram came out one after another, and the Creation Mysterious Spirit was also born four or five in succession, and there would not be one in the past thousands of years, no wonder those ancestors couldn't sit still." ”

Hearing the name of the familiar Xuanling artifact, Fang Ye's heart moved slightly, and he unconsciously remembered Xue Qianqian again, I don't know where she would be now?

Mo Chengying took a sip of the glass of Chinese wine, and said lazily: "Don't worry, the twenty-four kinds of Xuan Spirit artifacts and the forty-nine kinds of Creation Xuan Ling will appear one by one." ”

When these words came out, most of the people were taken aback and looked at Mo Chengying in surprise.

"Brother Mo, how do you know?" Jin Shikai's eyes widened in surprise.

Mo Chengying drank the thousand-year-old wine in the cup as if he was swallowing a cow, and filled himself with it, and then said slowly: "I am a killer, I have seen more things than ordinary people, and by chance, I have seen a record of only a few words in a certain big shili." 100,000 years ago, something similar to what happened now, the Xuan Spirit was exhausted, and everyone in the Divine Domain had a chance to get it. ”

Jin Shikai rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "In the long years, the Xuanling artifacts in the entire divine domain add up to less than five fingers, and they are all in the hands of some legendary-level supreme shili. The number of Creation Soul in the world is also extremely limited, if the Mystery Spirit is exhausted, even if we can't get the Mystery Spirit artifact, there is still a great chance to get a Creation Soul Spirit!"

Yun Baichuan, Changyu Yueyin and the others were also ready to move, eager to find the Xuanling Artifact and the Creation Xuanling Soul now, but Li Qinghui frowned slightly, and whispered suspiciously: "If the Xuanling Soul has been exhausted 100,000 years ago, why has the total number of Xuanling Artifacts never exceeded the number of five fingers for so many years? The number of Creation Xuanling Spirits is only hovering around seven, what happened 100,000 years ago? Where did the other Xuanling Artifacts and Creation Xuanling Spirits go?"

Hearing Li Qinghui's analysis, everyone also calmed down a little, and their surprised eyes all shifted to Mo Chengying's chubby face, Fang Ye looked at Mo Chengying without blinking, he also wanted to know what had happened to the mysterious Xiaoding in his body.

Mo Chengying's small eyes narrowed slightly, and a rare solemnity appeared on his chubby face, and he said in a deep voice: "Legend, the rest of the Xuan Ling is ruined!"

"What, even if it is a god, it is difficult to destroy the Xuanling artifact, how can so many Xuanling artifacts be destroyed at the same time?" Yun Baichuan, Jin Shikai and the others all exclaimed in surprise.

Fang Ye's heart moved slightly, the Xuanhuang Divine Liquid became a drop in ten thousand years, there were nine drops in the mysterious Xiao Ding, counting the time it took for Xiao Ding to awaken, Xiao Ding was very likely to be destroyed 100,000 years ago!

What happened 100,000 years ago? (To be continued......