The next moment!

Ming Ziguang was so scared that he retreated billions of miles and retreated out of the valley alive! It seemed that what Yaolian had delivered was not a precious eternal magic, but a decree to urge her.

“Huh?”

"What's wrong with Senior Sister?" Yao Lianxiu opened her mouth slightly, and was also startled. She couldn't figure out why Senior Sister Ming Ziguang, who is usually showing off her power, is so afraid of the eternal cold condensed shovel in her hands?

Could it be that there is something wrong with this Eternal Cold Condensation?

Pick.

Yaolian tentatively shook the eternal cold condensed floe, and then shook, but no matter how you look at it, it was clearly a rare eternal cold condensed floe!

"Senior Sister?"

Yaolian looked around in a daze, her eyes fixed in the distant area. The trembling Minghua blinked her delicate eyes in surprise. She was as smart as Yaolian, and her thoughts were naturally sharp, and she was vaguely aware.

"Cough cough." Ming Ziguang, who was isolated from billions of miles away, also realized that he was wrong and smiled: "Little junior sister, I'm so sorry. I've been hiding it from you for so many years... In fact, my senior sister has a serious allergy to cold treasures."

Yaolian was stunned, her beautiful eyes were as dull as a pearl: "???"

...

A void in the Neptune Realm.

There are wooden tables and wooden chairs placed here, and the surrounding wind is turbulent and all the winds are avoided. In total, four wooden chairs are sitting in the Yu Shenyi, the sealed demons, Mingfan, and the secret thought.

bite!

Yu Shenzhi raised his wine glass and sighed at the three junior brothers: "Two hundred years ago, who would have thought that we would have a strongest junior brother?"

An Ming laughed: "I can't imagine."

Ming Fan, wearing a magical chaste, looked at Feng Zhimoyong and smiled and said, "We can't imagine it either."

Pang.

Four wine glasses clink together.

Mingfan sighed: "How many years have you been? The four of us brothers finally gathered again. The last time we gathered seemed to be the day when the sixth junior brother fell."

Yu Shenzhi shook his head and said, "That's true. If Junior Brother Fang could be born as soon as possible, it would probably be impossible for the sixth junior brother to die, and we can be reunited. Unfortunately, at present... there are only four of us left under the master's seat, plus Junior Brother Fang."

Feng Zhimoying took a sip of the wine and smiled: "We five brothers. Junior Brother Fang is the strongest, Senior Brother Yu and Junior Brother Ming are the thrones. Only Junior Brother Anming and Junior Brother are the eternal gods."

Crash.

Mingfan flicked his finger, filled his wine glass, and smiled lightly: "No need, why should we brothers sort by their combat power cultivation? Besides, if it is really sorted, Junior Brother Fang is the first name."

At this moment.

Dong!

Fang Cheng, wearing a white dress, stepped on the void and waves, and his clothes flew like light. He stepped out of the overlapping space. He walked leisurely to the wooden table and chairs, and smiled and said, "What? Don't the four senior brothers add a chair?"

"Ha ha!"

Mingfan was stunned, then stood up to greet Fang Cheng, and smiled and said, "Welcome the strongest, we senior brothers are so frightened!"

Among the four people present, Mingfan and Fang Cheng were the most familiar with each other. And he was also the one who helped the other party the most. Naturally, he was able to let go. For example, if you only saw Fang Cheng several times, Feng Zhimoying, even a little at a loss.

The reputation of the strongest man was not promoted, but was created with the life of the prison god!

"Senior Brother Mingfan, how can you look so frightened?" Fang Cheng was amused and cried, and went up to hug Mingfan for a moment, then flicked his fingers and evolved into a wooden chair.

Fang Cheng is waiting to sit down.

"Wait!" Mingfan pushed Fang Cheng to the side, sat on the wooden chair himself, and slapped his lips happily: "Tsk tsk, I was actually lucky to sit on... the wooden chair created by the strongest! Brothers, don't envy me hahaha."

“…”

Fang Cheng was speechless immediately and could only sit on the wooden chair before Mingfan.

Immediately.

Fang Cheng paused his palm and quietly created the same wine glass, filled the wine with fine wine, and looked around. He asked casually: "Four senior brothers, why don't you see the fourth senior brother?"

Swish.

The scene was immediately silent, as if the cold river condensed here for billions of years, freezing the supposedly enthusiastic atmosphere.

I saw that the four gazes of Yu's clan, Feng Zhimoying, Mingfan, and An Mingming were all filled with strange confusion. They looked at Fang Cheng in surprise, as if they couldn't understand what Fang Cheng was talking about, with a confused face.

Dongdong!

Fang Cheng moved his right finger lightly, tapped the wooden table, and said speechlessly: "Four senior brothers, how can you bear to stare at your junior brother like this?"

However.

Fang Cheng's words did not work. Instead, they made the scene even more awkward. Yu Shenzhi and Mingfan looked at each other several times, and communicated with each other countless times.

"Ahem." Ming Fan coughed lightly and asked softly: "Junior Brother Fang...what were you just talking about?"

Fang Cheng sighed and repeated: "Four senior brothers, this is not funny. Where is the fourth senior brother Lipang?"

Lipang?

At this moment, Yu Shenyi and the others heard it completely. They couldn't help but look at each other, their faces even more confused.

Mingfan frowned and looked at Fang Cheng, his eyes full of surprise. But when he saw Fang Cheng's expression was not like a joke, he immediately said seriously: "Who is Lipang? Where did we get the fourth junior brother?"

"What?"

Fang Cheng was shocked. The fourth senior brother was named Lipang, which was what Mingfan told him! Moreover, when he was fighting against the prison clan, Fang Cheng had seen Lipang with his own eyes.

What is Senior Brother Mingfan doing?

Fang Cheng frowned, but when he saw Yu's clan, Feng Zhimo Yi, and An Ming, these three senior brothers were also shocked... Fang Cheng immediately knew that there was something wrong with it.

There is definitely a problem.

The fourth senior brother Lipang must exist. Moreover, the four senior brothers in front of him are by no means disguised by other lives. Could it be that he was inexplicably trapped in the illusion?

impossible.

Fang Cheng immediately denied this speculation.

What kind of illusion can make him, the master with extremely high spiritual qualities, fall into it, and even be unaware of it? Such illusion must exist, but it can only exist in the primitive world.

There is no such terrifying illusion in the eternal void.

"etc."

Fang Cheng looked up at the four senior brothers, then immersed himself in the space god, used the power of the truth to detect the surroundings, and used the original exploration, chaotic coverage,.

Bang!

An invisible and terrible majesty was like the sky canopy collapsed, covering the entire scene, making time and space solidify at this moment, and making time freeze at this moment. Even Mingfan, who is a first-class throne, could not move.

After a moment.

This pressure finally dissipated.

Bang!

Mingfan slapped the table, obviously a little dissatisfied. He was suppressed for no reason, and no one would be angry. Besides, he had a deep relationship with Fang Cheng, so he was too lazy to worry too much. He said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Fang, what are you doing?"

"Look carefully"

Mingfan pointed to Yu's clergyman: "This is the clergyman of Yu's senior brother."

Mingfan raised his chin at Feng Zhimoying: "This is the second senior brother Feng Zhimoying."

"This is the fifth junior brother An Ming." Mingfan looked at An Ming and finally pointed at himself: "As for me, I am the third master's master. Your four senior brothers are all here. And the sixth junior brother has already fallen in disgrace."

"At present, there are only five of us under the master's sect. Tell me." Mingfan stared at Fang Cheng and said word by word: "Who is the fourth junior brother Lipang?"

Fang Cheng's face became more and more strange, and he whispered: "Senior Brother Mingfan, am I Junior Brother Seven?"

Mingfan said: "Yes."

Fang Cheng pursed his lips and whispered: "Since the sixth senior brother has died and I am the seventh junior brother, then the master... should there be six disciples under his throne?"

Mingfan said angrily: "Wrong!"

Fang Cheng looked at Mingfan in surprise and said, "How many is seven minus one?"

Mingfan snorted coldly: "Sixth!"

Fang Cheng swallowed and finally asked, "I am Junior Brother Seven, and I have one sixth brother missing. Should there be five senior brothers?"

Bang!

Mingfan slapped the wooden table again, got completely angry, and stood up straight.
Chapter completed!