Chapter 842: Refining Conference

"okay…"

The Great Emperor Heimang replied mechanically, and then stood up at a loss, his expression a little awkward.

He didn't know what he was going out to do with the master, and he was a little bit worried.

"master…"

Emperor Heimang's thoughts turned, and he suddenly said, "Should I call out the four of them to be with you?"

Hearing these words from the Great Heimang, Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said with a smile:

"Alright!"

Let the five great emperors go to a treasure refining conference with him. This kind of pomp, 100,000 years ago, Ye Yun could not even think about it.

After all, Ye Yun was only the number one powerhouse in the Cangnan Continent 100,000 years ago. In terms of his seniority, he was still a bit worse than the five emperors with a long lifespan.

Although the Five Emperors are now disciples of the Shenlong Sect, in Ye Yun's heart, they are still the invincible powerhouses hundreds of thousands of years ago, and each of them suppressed an era.

If these five people travel with him, this can somewhat satisfy Ye Yun's little vanity.

Thinking about this, Ye Yun made a final decision on the spot.

The Great Heimang made a sound transmission and entered the green beads. After two or three seconds, the Qingyue Demon Emperor, the Withered Bamboo Demon Emperor and others flew out of the beads.

"Four virtuous brothers, we want to go out with the master..."

The Great Heimang looked at the four and said with a smile.

"good!"

The Four Emperors were a little puzzled, but still responded quickly.

Ye Yun waved his hand disapprovingly, and smiled faintly: "Let's go!"

After speaking.

The void in front split open, and Ye Yun left the carriage with the Five Emperors.

Yunlu Mountains.

Somewhere above the void on the hill.

There was a wave of fluctuations in the void, and Ye Yun and the Five Emperors walked out of it.

Ye Yun glanced at the five people and said with a smile: "You guys are all true gods cultivation bases now. Your strength is too strong, so let's constrain all your auras..."

"Okay, sir!"

The Five Emperors quickly agreed, and in the next second, the aura on their bodies suddenly disappeared.

To converge the breath, for the Five Emperors, it is easy to do.

True God monks in the same realm can hardly see through their cultivation.

"Master, let's come here...what's the matter?"

The Great Heimang looked around, scratched his head and asked.

"The demon Lingling hosted a treasure refining conference, and you follow me to participate in this grand conference!"

Ye Yun smiled.

Participate in Demon Lingling’s Treasure Refining Conference?

The Five Emperors looked at each other and looked at each other.

For a while, the Five Emperors didn't know why such a powerful master would be interested in a treasure refining conference.

Naturally, they also knew about this demon spirit.

When he entered the cemetery of Li Qikong, the planner and main executor behind it was Demon Lingling.

"Let's go!"

Ye Yun smiled lightly, and flew forward slowly.

The Five Emperors were puzzled, but they had to follow Ye Yun with their heads dull.

After about a stick of incense.

A mountain hidden in the mist, looming in the mist, from time to time, there are various rare birds and animals flying over it.

"There are a lot of people, this is Misty Peak..."

Ye Yun stopped, his eyes flashed, looking at the mountain peaks in the mist, and said with a faint smile.

"In Misty Peak, there are monks in the eternal realm..."

The Great Heimang observed for a while, then turned his head to look at Ye Yun and asked, "Master, are there many true gods in Cangnan nowadays?"

Ye Yun raised three fingers and said with a smile: "It's so pitiful, in a hundred thousand years, I only know three, but I don't know if it counts as Li Qikong..."

"True God is really difficult..."

The Great Heimang sighed. Back then, he also failed to attack the true god, and was forced to enter the abyss of grime.

"This treasure refining conference is about to begin. If we don't hurry up, we will be late..."

Ye Yun smiled and flew towards Misty Peak first.

The Five Emperors followed closely behind.

On the Misty Peak, several disciples of Demon Lingling blocked Ye Yun and others.

"Are you here to participate in the treasure making conference?"

A disciple looked at the six people in front of him and asked with a look of surprise.

These six people not only have complicated costumes, but also have very different temperaments.

It's not like a person at all.

"Yes, we are here to participate in this treasure refining conference!"

Ye Yun said calmly.

"Do you have invitations?"

A disciple asked.

"No."

Ye Yun shook his head.

"Sorry, the specifications of our treasure refining conference this time are extremely high. If there is no invitation, ordinary refining masters are not qualified to participate!"

The disciple's face became cold, and he said stiffly.

"Bold! How did you boy talk to my master?"

Qingyue Demon Emperor raised his eyebrows and said irritably.

Ye Yun remained calm and chuckled: "This is the treasure refining conference-your demon Lingling is looking for a more powerful refining master. How can you delay the affairs of your family master because of a small invitation? Woolen cloth?"

The disciple raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "It's useless if you tell me like this. Anyway, if you don't have an invitation card, you won't be allowed in!"

"Go find someone in charge!"

With a big wave of his hand, Ye Yun shot these disciples flying out.

He didn't make a cruel move, but only slightly injured these disciples.

"You dare to make trouble on Misty Peak, you wait for me!"

After the few disciples put down their harsh words, they flew towards the top of Misty Peak with a grin.

It only took half a cup of tea.

An old man at the third level of life and death flew down from above.

"I have seen a few fellow daoists! My disciples were a bit rude just now, please forgive me!"

The old man fell beside Ye Yun, clasped his fists in his hands, and said very politely.

"It's okay."

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

How could he care about two little disciples in the destiny realm?

The old man glanced at Ye Yun and found that this young man was extraordinary, far better than the five behind him.

Among the five people behind, three of them wore imperial attire, with a majestic aura, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

The other two, with fierce faces, were full of wild auras, as if they were members of the monster clan.

The old man's heart trembled.

Although these five people didn't see any cultivation base, they looked like unruly generations.

People like them surrendered so willingly in front of this white-clothed youth, it can be seen that this white-clothed youth also has an extremely powerful background.

"This fellow Taoist, are you here to participate in the treasure refining conference?"

Seeing this situation, the old man asked politely.

"My master is here to participate in the treasure refining conference. Didn't those little guys tell you?"

The Cthulhu Crazy Emperor glared, and said unceremoniously.

"Oh, sorry, the old man was negligent and forgot to ask them a few..."

The old man blushed and said in a panic.

Ye Yun smiled at this.

Although the Five Emperors appeared extremely respectful and low-key in front of him, in fact, these five people were all powerful men who suppressed an era. They had a rebellious temperament inside and out. When they saw other ordinary people, they naturally did not. Good face.

They are also used to being aloof.

The old man straightened his righteous spirit and quickly said respectfully: "This fellow Taoist, there is no invitation in this treasure refining conference. You are eligible to participate in this treasure making conference..."

"Is it imperial grade?"

Ye Yun just smiled casually, stretched out his hand and took out a sword.

"How about this sword?"

Ye Yun flung the sword lightly and threw it over.