The Dao Follows My Words: I Am Identified As The Son Of Heavenly Dao

The moment the Gold finger appeared, Wang Shiyong's spiritual palm exploded!

Those geniuses who hadn't had time to attack in the future were blown back by the aftermath that hadn't really hit yet!

Wang Shiyong was the first to bear the brunt, spurting out a mouthful of old blood, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Under a single strike, Li Changsheng Fang Yuan was 50 meters away, and no one stood still.

In the dumbfounded eyes of all the onlookers, he said indifferently:

"Okay, I won."

"Then everyone, you continue, Changsheng has urgent matters to leave first."

After speaking, Li Changsheng immediately turned around, about to step into the Nine Heavens portal.

But at this moment, the Nine Heavens portal suddenly flickered.

A hurried figure suddenly rushed out.

Because he was too anxious, he didn't investigate the situation carefully, and directly bumped into Li Changsheng.

"Ah! Sorry sorry..."

The young man quickly lowered his head and said to Li Changsheng.

Lin Xianghai on the Void Seat shook his head helplessly after seeing Mo Yunfei appear.

This brat... is late again.

Because before Hundred Years, when he learned that the Nine Heavens portal would no longer be closed, he gave Mo Yunfei his own natal Magic Treasures, firstly to ensure the safety of the other party, and secondly, to be able to use this to communicate with the other party .

Find out if anything has changed in Nine Heavens.

This is also the reason why he didn't worry about seeing Mo Yunfei come back with everyone before he was in the crowd.

Because he knows it well.

"Brother Li?!"

The young man said in surprise the moment he looked up and saw Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng looked at the bold young man in front of him and felt very familiar, but he didn't remember where he saw it for a while.

"Ah... hello." Li Changsheng greeted with a little embarrassment, and immediately stepped into the Nine Heavens portal and disappeared.

Yuan Mo came back after seeing Li Changsheng, and left before he could say hello. A look of disappointment flashed in his beautiful eyes, but he immediately waited again full of expectation.

Now that you're back, then...

It shouldn't be too long this time.

Mo Yunfei looked at the hurrying Li Changsheng with some doubts, and then looked around.

"Huh? Why are you all in such a mess?"

"Oh! This is..."

"banquet?!"

Mo Yunfei's eyes suddenly brightened!

Can't help but lick the corner of his mouth.

[Not coming down yet? 】

At this time Lin Xianghai's voice sounded in his mind, Mo Yunfei hurriedly left the Qingshitai, found a disciple to ask the whole story and joined the banquet.

At this time, the only injured Wang Shiyong fell to the ground, coughed twice violently, his eyes revealed disbelief and at the same time he said unwillingly:

"Ahem..."

"That's not counting...he's... Quasi Emperor!"

After the words fell, Wang Shiyong fainted.

On the Seat of Void, an old man didn't hesitate any longer when he saw this, and immediately flew down, helped Wang Shiyong up, and sent Spirit Power into the opponent's body to recuperate the injury.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little grateful to Li Changsheng.

Wang Shiyong was fine, but Li Changsheng's attack caused the blood in his body to surge up, his breath was disordered, and he was stunned.

After swallowing the Medicine Pill, with a little conditioning, it will heal in a short time.

To humiliate the Quasi Emperor but to be knocked unconscious was the lightest punishment, and he was naturally grateful.

The old man sighed and said with a wry smile: "This martial arts tournament was won by the noble son of God."

"What tournament? Why can't I understand the words of fellow daoist?"

At this time, Yan Nantian's majestic voice came out, making the old man stunned.

"But God King senior, this..."

Yan Nantian caressed his beard and said with a smile:

"Did the fellow daoist hear someone announce the start of the conference?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking, this is your Divine Sect's home court, and we can't speak unless you announce it.

He shook his head and said, "No."

"Then someone announced that it's over?"

"Neither."

"Since there is no beginning and no end, then of course it doesn't count!" Yan Nantian said loudly with the corner of his mouth curled up.

The old man seemed to have understood Yan Nantian's words, and continued:

"Then God King senior means that Shenzi Li does not participate in the conference?"

Yan Nantian's eyes flickered and he shook his head, saying:

"No!"

"Of course I want to participate!"

The old man was puzzled: "But he is already Quasi Emperor..."

"Although I didn't expect Changsheng to break through to Quasi Emperor, but he is a genius of this era after all, so he should participate."

"As for what the fellow daoist said, you can rest assured!"

"Quasi Emperor's appearance is indeed biased, but if it is Great Saint, it will be fine."

The old man was also stunned when he heard the words: "God King means..."

"Not bad! Let Changsheng suppress the Cultivation Base, and have a fair fight with the Tianjiao."

"So I want to postpone this conference until Changsheng returns!"

"Can you give me the face of Divine Sect?"

Yan Nantian's resounding voice resounded in all directions, and all the visitors from the Outer Sect looked at each other and then nodded their heads and said:

"I will wait for God King's arrangement!"

This martial arts competition is held by the Dao Divine Sect, which is different from the regular Wanzong Conference, but it is almost the same in form and meaning. It is a platform for the talents to show their strength and gain fame.

Moreover, everything in the conference does not need the burden of these foreign sects, and they can also show their own arrogance, why would they not do it?

The only problem may be that the return date of Li Changsheng has not yet been determined. If it is a short term, it is okay to stay here for a period of time, but if it is a long term, it will take some trouble.

What's more, the balance on the mainland has long been broken, and now the Dao Divine Sect is dominated by the Hantian family, and it is flourishing.

They also don't want to brush their faces.

"Very good." Yan Nantian nodded in satisfaction and said:

"During this period of time, if you want to stay in Divine Sect, Divine Sect will definitely entertain you well. If you want to go back, Divine Sect will also bear the cost of the round trip!"

"Thank God King!" Everyone was even more delighted when they heard that.

"Then everyone, please start the banquet first!"

...

The banquet officially begins.

Everyone also relaxed and participated in this feast.

The Dao Divine Sect family has a big business, and the lowest grade of wine on each table is Biluochunfeng, Zitanghuaniang, Qingfengtai, etc. This kind of high-quality wine is only one level lower than Wangjia Zuixianniang.

Some of them are even more than that.

But those wines are certainly not something that disciples and ordinary Elders can taste.

Just like the ancestors and people in Zhao Wuji's circle, what they drink is Linlang Yuye. When the real wine can't be brewed by drunken immortals, it will be the top wine in the Hantian world, extremely precious.

Patriarch Lihuo took a sip of Linlangyu liquid on the seat in the top circle and smiled at Yan Nantian:

"Nantian! This old man now thinks that the promise you made with Changsheng to become an emperor is likely to be lost!"

"If he can enter the imperial realm before me, how about we hold another banquet in Divine Sect?" Yan Nantian responded with a smile.

Patriarch Lihuo laughed loudly when he heard this and said:

"Hahahaha! So good!"

The consumption of this banquet is not a small amount.

In the past, a banquet of this scale could only be seen at the Wanzong Conference, and it was jointly undertaken by all sects in the world.

That is to say, the current situation is not the same. Otherwise, if it were placed in the period when the four top forces checked and balanced each other, even the world-renowned Taoist Divine Sect would have to be hurt, let alone held twice.

Ancestor Wan Yang on the side was also emotional.

Now that the back is hard, it’s okay to splurge occasionally, not to mention that there are still a lot of resources available in Nine Heavens.

The future of Divine Sect is indeed smooth!

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