426: C426 The King of the Ten Thousand Spirits' Family

C426 The King of the Ten Thousand Spirits' Family

The huge wooden boat was completely red and brown, and it shone with a yellow and green light.

The three-masted huge sail was swaggering in the air. There were some abstract paintings drawn on it. It looked like a porcupine with tusks. Its sharp teeth were facing the sky, and its two eyes were flashing with red light.

Why was the symbol of the Avengers so ugly?!

Anyone who saw such a symbol would not have a good impression of it! This was too ugly!

"God of War... this is the symbol of God of War!"

"Avengers, is this the descendant of the War God?"

"It's the symbol of the War God! The Avengers is indeed the Heavenly Guardian of the First Layer!"

...

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment when she heard the discussions and cries of the crowd. She then realized what they meant.

This fat porcupine with tusks was the symbol of the God of War?

Why?

What kind of aesthetics is the War God?

The War God that everyone in the First Layer admired, talked about by mouth, and fought to sing praises, was this the aesthetic sense??

Bai Yi's head was full of question marks!

On the large green ship, a few figures appeared. As they were too far away, she was unable to see them clearly.

At this time, a melodramatic scene appeared.

The Avengers had gone through a lot of trouble just for this battle!

Even the Transportation Mirror was ready!

In the middle of the two armies facing each other, a huge 'screen' suddenly appeared!

The one controlling the teleportation mirror, which is also the cameraman of our drama, is naturally a member of the Avengers. Thus, all the angles given to the Avengers are very handsome and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament.

However, as long as the scene turns, the one with the most number of pictures on the side of the Tianji Pavilion is the big fatty with a gray beard.

That fatty is really disappointing. One moment he will pinch his nose, another time he will stretch his hand under his butt and scratch it...

The long-faced female elder sitting beside him angrily hit him with her elbow.

"What!" The fatty's voice was muffled as he asked discontentedly.

"You better behave!" The long-faced female elder said snappily. She raised her eyes and signaled the fat man to look at the screen.

The fatty's reaction was slow. Only then did he notice that he was already on the television. His face was filled with indifference: "Tch! What's so great about it? Love to see me? Come on! I'll show you! "

As he spoke, he actually stood up and lifted up his top, revealing his round belly!

"Hahahahaha!"

"F * ck! Where did this weirdo come from!?"

"The Tianji Pavilion is really full of geniuses!"

"Look! What is that thing on that fatty's belly?"

"Eh? It seems to be... it seems to be some kind of totem?"

"Aiya! Isn't that an enchantment totem? "

...

In that case, there was still a lot of stuff on this fatty's stomach?

This time, the cameraman changed the scene and once again adjusted it to the large green ship.

Mo Yan suddenly raised his hand and called out to Zhiyan. Zhiyan heard Mo Yan's words and got up to greet the two disciples. After the disciple received the order, he left in a hurry.

Bai Yi's eyes followed the two disciples and found that they had already arrived beside the photographer.

The disciples of the Avengers in green robes were concentrating on controlling the teleportation mirror. When they saw the people of the Tianji Pavilion, they interacted with each other for a while.

As for what exactly they were talking about, they definitely could not hear it clearly from such a long distance.

During the process of the negotiation, the image was fixed at the bow of the ship.

On the bow of the ship stood five people.

The leader was naturally King of Myriad Spirits, who was the center of attention! Judging from his attire and his powerful and majestic aura... it was indeed different. He had a kind face, a fat head, and a fat brain, but he was tall and big. He had a straight shoulder and a straight back, and there was not a single beard on his face. It was somewhat different from what Bai Yi had imagined.

Originally, they thought that those who called themselves' kings' were all wild men who did not care about their appearance and their faces were full of beards.

She did not expect that it would be such a harmless looking big brother.

King of Myriad Spirits did not look old either. According to the standards of the people on Earth, At most, he was fifty years old. His long black hair was tied up tightly. He was meticulous. It was precisely when he was in high spirits that there was no hostility on his face. Even if there was no expression on his face, he still looked like he was smiling.

It was hard to imagine that so many unpleasant words and disgusting methods were actually the work of this person!

On his left side stood a woman. She looked to be in her forties or fifties, but she was tall and slender, no different from a young girl. She was not much shorter than King of Myriad Spirits. Her figure was graceful, and her grayish-white long hair danced in the air.

Although there were traces of time on her face, it was difficult to conceal her beauty.

This must be King of Myriad Spirits's wife...

What a great beauty...

She stood motionless on the bow of the ship, beside her husband, gentle and dignified. She really did not expect King of Myriad Spirits to have such a wife!

And standing on the other side... It was a young man.

This young man looked very familiar...

Huh? This... this person had made it onto the top ten Prince Charming Chart!

From his looks, it seemed that he had inherited his mother's fortune. His features were like a painting, handsome and bright, different from Zhiyan's refined and refined appearance. He was different from Linyuan's indifferent and callous expression, and he was different from Yi Tian's flirtatious and charming demeanor. For some reason, he looked like a sunny boy, giving off a pure and pure feeling.

No wonder... Tch.

He wasn't that handsome! Why should I not be on the list?

The other two people stood on both sides. It could be seen that they were King of Myriad Spirits's right-hand men and subordinates. They stood with their hands hanging down and were extremely respectful.

The crowd let out waves of cries. King of Myriad Spirits smiled and raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.

"Everyone has waited for a long time! Today, I hope that the Tianji Pavilion's Head of Divine Lord can give us an explanation. Destroy this Zhong Xiu Garden completely! Return peace to First Layer!"1

The old man did not speak much and went straight to the point, which suited everyone's tastes!

Everyone has been waiting for so long, and they don't want to hear such a long story!

As expected, as soon as he said this, everyone roared loudly in agreement.

On the other side, the people from the Tianji Pavilion also raised their heads and looked at the main seat in the attic.

Bai Yi looked towards the photographer's seat. It seemed that both sides had almost reached an agreement. The disciples of the Avengers and the disciples of the Tianji Pavilion were ready to fight. Finally, they reached a balance. Both parties were controlling the 'Transportation Mirror' with their cameras.

At this time, the scene turned to the main seat of the Tianji Pavilion's attic.

They thought they would see the pavilion elder Mo Yan, but when they found out that the person sitting in the middle was actually Linyuan, they were all in an uproar!

"Who is that?! Why is he sitting in the main seat?"

"Is that Divine Lord?"

"The young man asked. That's not right! Isn't that Linyuan?"

" Oh! That's right! I heard that Linyuan and Divine Lord have a deep relationship!"

" So, Divine Lord isn't going to appear? Why did he ask Linyuan to come forward?"

"What the hell is going on?! What does the Tianji Pavilion mean by this?!"

...

What was even more shocking was that Linyuan only had an indifferent expression on his face when he faced King of Myriad Spirits's provocation.

On the contrary, Mo Yan, who was standing beside him, stood up.

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