"You are welcome to be polite, I dare not be accused of it!"

For this middle-aged man, Venerable Feiyun showed a humble appearance for the first time, as if flattered.

"It's right. Eighty thousand years ago, when the Venerable first entered Kinmen, he was shocked here. When he arrived again, he contained countless expectations!"

The middle-aged man had a friendly smile on his face and sincerely praised Venerable Feiyun.

Ye Fan looked at the man carefully and saw that his face was square, a national face and a simple yellow robe, which was very friendly.

"Ye Fan, come and see the Lord of Jin Zai Tian Sect!"

Venerable Feiyun no longer politely with the middle-aged man, but reminded Ye Fan on the side.

"Ye Fan, a disciple of Feiyun Sect, has met the Lord of the Golden Sect!"

When Ye Fan heard this, he immediately walked up and bowed slightly to Jin Zaitian.

"So you are Ye Fan, you are really a young talent."

Hearing Ye Fan's self-introduction, Jin Zaitian's eyes immediately lit up. He looked at Ye Fan deeply, and he also praised him.

"Okay, it's getting late, and the other sects are almost here, so we'll go in first!"

Venerable Feiyun didn't want to say more and immediately interrupted the topic.

"Okay, please come in!"

Jin Zaitian politely made a gesture to Ye Fan and the others.

"Honor, this person is the leader of the Golden Gate. Why does it look a little different?" On the way to the pavilion, Ye Fan couldn't help but express his confusion.

In his heart, the Kinmen Gate is so sacred that its sect leader should be majestic, otherwise how could he be able to be in the southern barbarian status?

"Ye Fan, there is a word called "hiding a knife in your smile, don't be confused by the appearance of others." Venerable Feiyun said lightly, and then stopped talking.

At this moment, the two of them had already arrived in the pavilion.

The outside of the pavilion is towering, and the inside is a unique world. There is a huge round platform in the center of the bottom floor. There are tens of thousands of Taishi Chairs placed around it, all of which are set around the high platform. Among these Taishi Chairs, thirteen are particularly eye-catching, all of which are made of pure gold and are located around the round platform.

The top floor of the pavilion is penetrated, and a beam of golden light is set on it, shining on the round platform, making it extremely dazzling.

Ye Fan was just arriving and was immediately shocked by this magnificent scene.

“Ga…”

Originally, there were countless noises on the chairs of the Grand Master, but the moment Ye Fan and Venerable Feiyun came in, all the noises came to an abrupt end. Countless pairs of eyes looked in the direction of Ye Fan and the other two, each with their own spirits.

"Ye Fan! This person is Ye Fan, who destroyed the disciple of the Ten Jue Sect!"

"There is the Venerable Feiyun who has disappeared for tens of thousands of years by his side. I didn't expect that he would appear in Kinmen!"

After a brief silence, there was a greater sensation. Ye Fan and Venerable Feiyun were both famous in the southern barbarians.

As Venerable Feiyun said, he is a legend of the past, while Ye Fan is a legend of the present. How could the two of them gather together not cause a sensation?

"Ye Fan, I didn't expect that he only had the strength of the ninth level peak, and it seemed that it was just that!"

"Don't underestimate him. He has an immortal body and is extremely powerful in real power. It is said that several genius disciples of the Ten Jue Sects died at his hands!"

"Tsk, Immortal Body! In the face of absolute strength, these are just jokes!"

After Ye Fan appeared, the audience started to talk fiercely, and some disciples jumped out and said, "Son Ye Fan, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"I am the chief disciple of Taisui Sect, and I want to meet your immortal body!"

...

For a time, there were endless disciples who challenged Ye Fan, and various introductions were dazzling.

Ye Fan frowned slightly when he heard this. Today, he finally saw thousands of sects and sects in the southern barbarians. The many forces were indeed amazing.

"Ye Fan, a group of clowns jumping, don't pay attention to them!"

Just as Ye Fan was a little annoyed by these people, a disdainful voice from Venerable Feiyun immediately came from the front, and he led Ye Fan toward the Grand Master Chair in front.

Ye Fan calmed down when he heard this. Of course, he understood the purpose behind the declaration of war around him. He all hoped to use Ye Fan to take over the ranks of the top ten sects to compete vigorously for the quota of the top ten sects.

Venerable Feiyun led Ye Fan to the front, and under the gaze of everyone, he came directly to the front of a Golden Grand Master Chair.

“Wow…”

The next scene was completely boiling, and countless people widened their eyes, and even Ye Fan was slightly surprised.

Venerable Feiyun actually sat down directly on the Golden Master Chair, which symbolized one of the ten major sects.

"Old Feiyun, you are shameless. You dare to sit in this position when you first arrived. Why do you?" An old man on an ordinary Grand Master's chair slapped the table, and he was furious when he looked.

"Who are you?" Venerable Feiyun did not get up, but turned his head slowly and asked him.

"Sila Villa, Mao Yuanshui!" the old man said coldly, his tone with a hint of arrogance.

Before the destruction of the Ten Jue Sects, Silla Villa was at least several times stronger than Feiyun Sect, and it is expected to become the top force of the new ten sects.

"Sila Villa, I have never heard of this name, but now I remember it, do you want to be the same as the Ten Jue Sect?" Venerable Feiyun said lightly, which shocked the audience.

"you……"

Hearing this, Mao Yuanshui was stunned for a moment. He never thought that Venerable Feiyun would not take him seriously. The next moment he said angrily: "Old Feiyun, don't be rampant here. If you have the ability, let's fight in the last battle."

"Just with your strength, you are not worthy of challenging me. Eighty thousand years ago, when I sat in this position, you might still be in the womb!"

The tone of Master Feiyun was filled with disdain, and it also contained endless domineering.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and Mao Yuanshui's angry expression also stagnated for a moment.

Eighty thousand years ago, when Master Feiyun first came to Kinmen, he sat on this golden lord chair, let alone now.

"Hahaha, old Feiyun, you have been so domineering for so long. As soon as you appear, you destroyed the Ten Jue Sects. Now you do this again. You do this, which makes me very ashamed!"

Several old men stood up on the other golden priest chairs, bursting out loud laughter, breaking the silence.

"Hmph, why didn't you feel ashamed when I sat with you?"

For these old friends, Venerable Feiyun also had no good expression and just snorted coldly.

In this southern barbarian land, there are actually no friends at all.

"You..." These old friends' smiles came to an abrupt end. This was the ridicule of Venerable Feiyun, and even the fool could hear it.

The words of Master Feiyun made the gunpowder present more intense and the situation became a little nervous. Master Feiyun's approach was too strong, just like 80,000 years ago.

However, 80,000 years ago, no one dared to object. At this moment, it has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, but it has changed a lot.

"Everyone, don't get angry. Today, Mr. Jin invites you to wait for the arrival just to select a new sect, not a quarrel!"

At the critical moment, Jin Zaitian's voice appeared in the pavilion, which also made the presence quiet in an instant. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!