"According to the rules, this invitation... is like this."
The immortal was wiping cold sweat from his forehead. He was just an ordinary immortal from the Chamber of Commerce. Because the president had a deal with Immortal Emperor Duobao, he took over the task of holding the Duobao Conference.
He also didn't expect that this Duobao Conference would be such a big and tense scene.
He only knew that the people above specifically asked him to recognize the invitation that Changqing was holding in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
He didn't know why there was such a "link".
He guessed that the visitor might also be an Immortal Emperor, or at worst an Immortal King.
He checked the invitation carefully, and what he suspected was not the invitation itself, but Changqing, who was only in the heavenly realm.
"Then I'm really going to sit on it?" Changqing looked around the audience.
In his thoughts, he sensed countless prying eyes, so many that it made Chang Qing's head grow bigger.
Xu Wenxin also sent a message in his mind that of all the monks present, only those who were quasi-Daoists were the weakest.
In other words, in the entire Duobao Conference, there are tens of thousands of monks at a glance, and the weakest one is also a heavenly immortal!
"Sir, please." The Tianxian staff said respectfully again.
Changqing nodded and walked side by side towards the high platform with Xu Wenxin.
A flash of blood flashed behind him, and Jiang Tian arrived belatedly.
Without looking at the Tianxian staff, Jiang Tian said casually: "I was with them."
The Tianxian staff member didn't dare to stop him, so he could only let Jiang Tian follow Chang Qing.
"I thought you were going to make your final appearance, but I didn't expect you to take advantage of my invitation?" Changqing joked with a smile.
Jiang Tian smoothed his hair. The bright red hair looked as if it had just been soaked in blood, and the whole person looked extremely strange.
With his scarlet eyes, Jiang Tian was even more demonic than a demon in the eyes of many monks in the audience.
"I really didn't plan to attend this Duobao Conference, so I didn't ask for the invitation Qi Cang gave me."
"Tell me secretly, were you stopped before?"
"No, I just found someone checking the invitation, so I waited for a while."
The exchange between the two seemed so harsh in the silent arena.
The monks from different factions in various states looked at each other in disbelief.
"Who are these three people?"
"There won't be Qin Mu among them, right?"
"Hey! Mr. Quan Daozi, wake up, do you know these three?"
The audience was still quiet, but the sound transmission from the dark was surging.
For those who don’t know why, continue to wait and see.
Zhun Daozi, who had been beaten by Jiang Tian, saw those two figures again, and his eyelids jumped sharply.
Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Changqing and the other three walked to their seats on the high platform.
Changqing turned around and sat directly on the middle seat, crossed her legs, stretched out her hands to support the armrests, and supported her head. She stared boredly at the gap in the semicircular arena and waited boredly.
Jiang Tian sat on the left hand side of Chang Qing. Compared with Chang Qing, his posture was more upright.
Xu Wenxin turned into a ray of fairy light and entered the wooden house in the fairy robe on Changqing.
There has been no sound from the Duobao Conference since Changqing appeared.
The atmosphere was originally solemn, but there was a hint of weirdness.
"Are you sure we can sit here?" Jiang Tian gradually felt unsure.
In this case, it is no exaggeration to say that these three thrones are prepared for the Immortal Emperor!
"Of course I'm sure."
"Why?"
"Because I have an invitation."
"..." Jiang Tian.
Changqing turned to look at Jiang Tian and said with a smile: "If you come in with me and then leave halfway, how shameless will you be? Besides, you don't even have an ordinary invitation. Although this venue is big, there is no such thing as you." It's your position. Once you've come, make peace with it. I can sit down, so why can't you? You'll probably perform better later."
Jiang Tian was speechless for a while.
Just as he was talking, a divine light flashed around the two of them. Qi Cang looked at the two people on the throne with a strange expression. It could also be seen from his expression that these three thrones were not prepared for Jiang Tian, and Changqing also You shouldn't sit in the middle.
In just a moment, Qi Cang started laughing.
He turned around and sat down on Chang Qing's right hand side.
At this moment, everyone in the entire arena was stunned.
This seems different from the Duobao Conference they thought before?
"Hmph!" Jiang Tian snorted softly.
He could tell that Qi Cang was trying to save the two of them.
"It seems that you also know everything you know about Changqing?" Qi Cang said with a smile.
"Is it an accident?" Changqing asked.
"A little bit." Qi Cang nodded and admitted, then changed his tone and said, "But it doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter if you kill Qin Mu?" Chang Qing continued to ask.
Qi Cang shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter what the process is, the result is always the same."
As he spoke, Qi Cang added: "I am referring to the result of the sacred tree seeds."
Sighing, Qi Cang continued: "Although I think if Qin Mu goes, the result will be better. But I also think that if you go, it will be safer. But..."
"Just what?"
"If you have any shortcomings, I'm afraid I will also die." Qi Cang looked around the audience and said quietly: "Your friends will not let me go, the moon god will not let me go, and Dongfang Lan will not let me go." Let me go...sigh."
Qi Cang let out a long sigh.
Changqing chuckled, "You don't look down on Jiang Tian, just as Jiang Tian doesn't look down on you. At the same time, you both look down on me a little? You can't expect me to do well, right?"
Jiang Tian and Qi Cang turned their heads at the same time and looked at Changqing.
There seemed to be the same question in his eyes.
Changqing shrugged and said, "Okay, I admit, I don't look down on you two either."
Changqing sat in the middle, feeling a little prickly.
What was irritating was not that both of them were staring at Changqing. What was irritating was that if Changqing wanted to stare back, he could only stare at one person at a time.
This isn't fair.
In the semicircular auditorium, most of the monks still paid attention to the three people on the three thrones.
Even the monks who had never met Qi Cang couldn't help but feel frightened when they looked at the three people on the throne.
There is always an inexplicable feeling. It is quite a scary scene for these three people to sit together.
At this moment, no one even doubts whether these three people are qualified to sit on these three thrones!
In the front row of seats, a group of would-be Taoists felt the invisible aura emanating from the three of them, and some clenched their fists.
In such a Duobao Conference, a conference that the entire fairy world is paying attention to, these three people have become the focus of attention!
How could these quasi-daoists become foils?
"Qin Mu should be here soon. If it weren't for this critical moment, I would have to..."
A would-be Taoist was a little dissatisfied. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Chu Buqi, who was lazily lying on a chair in the distance.
"The latest gossip." Chu Buqi was weak. After seeing Chang Qing and Jiang Tian arriving, he felt his body became softer and simply slumped on the chair.
After Chu Buqi finished speaking, everyone in the audience pricked up their ears.
"The competition between the heavens, the three giants."
Chu Buqi looked around the audience, pointed to the three thrones with a smile, and then said: "All right."
Everyone thought that the three giants Chu Buqi was talking about were Li Yan, Yan Lu, and himself.
But following Chu Buqi's finger, everyone looked at the three people sitting on the three thrones, and they were suddenly shocked.
At this moment, the entire arena was in an uproar.
