"Is this your confidence to invite me here?" Li Xi'an looked around the hall.

The figures in the green robe stood up from all directions, and the spiritual energy gathered, surging!

The man is still smiling.

"Master, I don't want to be enemies with you. It is unfortunate for us to have an enemy as powerful as you. But maybe I'm lucky. After all, Master, you are just an emperor in the extreme palace realm now."

Many people seem to have endless people. Everyone's aura is enough to crush Li Chengqi and make him dazed.

He subconsciously turned around and reached out to protect Li Xi'an. In his heart, although the master was invincible and powerful, the Lord of Mira did point out the uneasiness in his heart. Yes, no matter how powerful the master was in the past, he finally lost the power to fight against a world.

Two figures of white robe stood on both sides of the hall.

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At this time, a strange feeling suddenly came from Li Chengqi's head.

The master rubbed his hair casually and didn't even raise his eyes.

"These are the only ones of the three emperors?"

With a loud sound, the one-horned dragon rod hit the ground, and the old man drank: "This is Miluo Mountain, for us, the gate! Even if it is an ancestor, you cannot make a rash!"

Everyone followed and shouted with murderous aura.

Perhaps the "Master" was just the Emperor of the Extreme Palace Realm, which made these disciples know. They did not have the initial confusion and fear. Because in their eyes, the ancestors symbolized invincibility and the unknown. Different from the Emperor of the Extreme Palace Realm, there was an existence standing on the top of the Extreme Palace. No matter how powerful the other party was, it was only better than their sect leader. Not to mention that this was the land of Mount Miluo, the power that the sect leader could use was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Okay, OK." The Lord of Mira took the air, stood at the top of the monks, and waved his hand. "We have said that we did not want to be enemies with our masters. We are even willing to help our masters repair the Dharma and make up for the fallen state. As long as you give up Mira, what? This is the land where our ancestors survive for generations. Even if you are a noble ancestor, there is no reason to force others to rob the mountain gate. Isn't it?"

The Lord of Miro at the top overlooked the two people in the hall, and their faces were still full of smiles.

Li Xi'an ignored everyone and glanced at him for a week.

"They are not here..." he whispered.

"Do you still remember the Mira monks who first met me? They are Yang Shen Realm, and they should be the elders here, right? Why are they not here?"

Lord Miro frowned.

The hall was silent, and the elders looked at each other, and no one could answer this question. Until Li Xi'an said again.

"Because they have really seen me..."
Chapter completed!