Soul Emperor Martial God

"This deacon." The law enforcement captain arched his hands at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded and asked, "I just had to work out."

The law enforcement captain waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm the same as the rooster, just give it a hand, it should be."

"But you, deacon, don't you seem to be very old."

"At a young age, he is already the deacon of the first main hall. Tsk tsk, there are not many people in the first main hall like this."

"I don't know, deacon, which sub-temple master are you under?"

The law enforcement captain couldn't see Xiao Yi's face.

But from Xiao Yi's voice, you can probably guess that Xiao Yi is just a young man.

In addition, the first main hall, commanding the main shura halls of the Fengsheng area.

Therefore, the affairs in the temple are extremely complicated.

Since it is impossible to be the master of Duanmu Temple doing everything by himself.

In the hall, there are dozens of hall masters sitting in it.

Each sub-temple master leads a different general deacon and deacon, and handles matters concerning the sub-temples of the major Asura Halls in the entire Fengsheng area.

Xiao Yi did not answer, but asked indifferently, "I have not seen you in the main hall."

"You are?"

The law enforcement captain smiled and said, "We are the law enforcement team in the nearby branch hall. You are the deacon of the first main hall. Naturally, you have never seen us."

"In Gero Masa, these are my team members."

The law enforcement captain, that is, Lu Zheng, introduced the other Shura Temple law enforcement members behind him.

"I am waiting to come to Fengji Holy Land by the order of the Sub-Hallmaster."

"But we don't compete for the place in the Wind Silence Conference, we just represent the branch hall to participate in it."

"Wind Silence Conference, quota?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"Yeah." Lu Zheng said with a smile, "but you are the deacon. You are the deacon of the first main hall. You must have an amazing cultivation level."

"I'm here to compete for the spot, right?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "I am ordered by the first main hall to come and perform some tasks."

"Specifically, it is inconvenient to talk more."

Lu Zheng's expression was startled, "I was really ordered to perform the task."

Lu Zheng said, lowering his voice, and said, "I knew that the deacon of the first main hall, who is still acting so cautiously, must be carrying a secret mission."

After that, Lu Zheng looked solemn and didn't ask any more.

Under the large black robe, Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

In fact, he did not lie.

He was indeed ordered to come, but it was a test given to him by Duanmu Palace Lord, not a secret mission.

Xiao Yi continued on his way.

Lu Zheng and other law enforcement teams also moved forward.

Xiao Yi is still not clear about the Wind Silence Conference.

If he didn't guess wrong, this should be what happened when he left Fengshengwangdu to experience the two dangerous places of wind and thunder and boiling volcano.

On the way, Xiao Yi had a general understanding of the conversation with Lu Zheng.

The Wind Silence Conference is a grand event that has occurred in the Wind Holy Region in 30 years.

And the Holy Land of Wind Silence, on weekdays, is indeed a dangerous place, just like a normal forest of monsters, the monsters in it are rampant and dangerous.

In the most central area of ​​the Holy Land of Wind Silence, there is an empty place surrounded by wind.

Rumor has it that countless years ago, in this lonely place, the first in the Wind Holy Region was born, and it is by far the strongest infinite power in history.

Therefore, this empty place is known as a holy place.

Every thirty years, this empty place will open up once.

The Silence Conference is held here.

The Wind Silence Conference was jointly held by Fengsha Temple and the Royal Family of Fengsheng Empire.

Five days ago, the Fengsha Temple notified Quanfeng Holy Land.

And five days ago, Xiao Yi was still practicing in the thundering pond, he didn't know.

In addition, it is an announcement.

In fact, as the biggest event in the Fengsheng area, the Wind Solitude Convention is generally known to the big forces in the Fengsheng area.

Therefore, almost most of the forces came to the Holy Land of Wind Silence as early as a few months ago.

There is still more than half a day before the Wind Silence Conference begins.

Almost all major forces have come near the Holy Land of Wind Silence.

Naturally, Xiao Yi came here all the way, and met a large number of warriors on the way.

An hour later.

Xiao Yi and Lu Zheng waited for the law enforcement team to arrive at the center of the Holy Land of Wind and Silence.

Here, there are already strong people gathering, I am afraid that there are no less than tens of thousands of warriors.

At the forefront, there is a huge competition platform.

On the stage of the competition, there is an old man.

The old man, dressed in Tsing Yi, is obviously a member of the Fengsha Temple.

The old man was sleeping with his eyes closed.

On the side of the huge competition platform, there is a row of spectator seats that have already been arranged.

There were dozens of people sitting in the spectator stand, and all of them were very impressive.

Xiao Yi glanced, his face was slightly surprised.

He didn't even need to perceive, the aura of these dozens of people alone had already proved their cultivation.

Uniform powerhouse of the celestial realm.

Half a day passed in a flash.

A cyan blast suddenly cut through the sky and flew from a distance.

Almost when the martial artist on the scene discovered this gust of wind, the gust of wind had fallen into the spectator stand from afar.

Here comes an old man.

All the martial artists around, as well as the strong ones in the spectator stand, stood up.

"Participate in the Master of the Wind Palace."

The visitor is the master of the first main hall of the Fengsa Temple in the Fengshen area, the master of the Fengdian.

At the same time, on the huge martial arts stage, the old man who had closed his eyes and slumbered, suddenly opened his eyes.

A cyan light burst out from his opened eyes.

"This Wind and Silence Conference, begin."

The loud voice spread throughout the audience like Hong Zhong.

"So profound cultivation." Xiao Yi's face was startled.

The old man's voice, as if it could penetrate everything, actually made his mind tremble.

"Deacon." Lu Zheng whispered beside him, "This is the first sub-host of the first main hall of Fengsha Temple."

"The status and strength are second only to the Master of the Wind Palace."

While talking, Lu Zheng glanced at Xiao Yi suspiciously, and said, "The first main hall of our Asura Hall, and the first main hall of Fengsha Hall are in the Capital of the Holy King of Wind."

"What, don't you know him, deacon?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and said nothing.

Lu Zheng retracted his gaze.

On the huge martial arts stage, the old man said loudly, "If you want to enter the Hollow Holy Land, you can go on stage."

Below, Lu Zheng whispered softly, "Deacon, only 8 places have been selected to enter the Holy Land of Desolation in this Wind and Silence Conference."

"8 places, the strongest get it."

Xiao Yi nodded.

Whizzing…

Two eager figures jumped onto the competition stage first.

These are two young men with a cultivation base that has reached the top of the earth, and they are quite good martial arts geniuses.

However, there was a loud bang.

The old man actually waved his big hand and blasted the two off the competition stage.

"If you haven't reached the Fifth Floor, you are not qualified to be on stage."

The indifferent voice of the old man made the two retreat into the crowd unwillingly.

Whizzing…

Two figures jumped onto the competition stage again.

"Five layers of the earth? Let the old man come for a while to meet the powerful wind saints."

Two figures, one is the old man and the other is the middle-aged man.

As soon as the two of them came on stage, the martial artists around them suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Isn't that the great elder of the Wind Xingzong? Is that a strong man at the extreme peak?"

"The other one is the captain of the White Blade Windshield Team, Bai Wandao? That's an eighth-level pinnacle windshield."

The martial artist in the audience immediately recognized the identities of these two people.

"There's a good show to watch now." The warriors around him looked expectant.

What's wrong, the old man in Tsing Yi on the stage also waved the two men off the stage.

"Above 30 years old, who have not reached the half-step celestial pole, are not eligible to be on stage.

"What?" The warriors below, their expressions changed.

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Second more.

Yesterday’s request for leave is just that I intend to adjust the update time back to normal.

Lest the old irons always stay up late and wait for updates.

Therefore, it will not be changed in the early morning, and will be updated during the day.