Chapter 518: Gathering of Successive Leaders

Whoosh!
Like a rushing wind, Yang Feng's body left afterimages along the way that day. However, after a few breaths, he went straight for nine days, rushed into the sky, and soon reached the top, and came to a high platform built of white marble.
Opposite him was a huge golden gate ten feet high and six feet wide, tightly closed.
Yang Feng's eyes sighed slightly, and without saying anything, he stepped forward and pushed the door hard.
Rumble!
With a heavy creaking sound, the door slowly opened, and a line of familiar figures caught the eye.
The group of people that Yang Feng met in Yudian Pavilion at the beginning now all appear here, and they are neatly divided into two rows, sitting on both sides, looking at him with a gentle smile.
The seats of all of them were huge seats three feet high and two feet wide, majestic and majestic, which seemed to indicate that everyone was king.
Especially the huge flame seat in the middle, which is nine feet high and six feet wide, which is better than the rest of the seats.
And sitting in the highest position was the old book administrator.
Wow!
Suddenly, an unparalleled king's aura rushed toward his face, and Yang Feng couldn't help but step back two steps. Yang Feng has only seen such a domineering scene twice in his life.
One time was when Chen Haonan took his brothers to the streets to fight, and another time when Extermination Lao Ni brought a group of female mafia to encircle Guangmingding.
These two shocking scenes have been imprinted in his mind since he was a child. For a while, he always thought that the Emei School was a branch of the Hongxing Thirteen Sisters.
Because of their appearance, they all carry a domineering spirit.
At this moment, Yang Feng also felt this familiar and powerful momentum, as if he was a rookie candidate who had just entered the workplace, facing a group of examiners, interviewing the company's leader.
Suddenly, Yang Feng licked some dry lips, not knowing how to speak.
At this time, Ouyang, who was sitting on the outside, stood up first, stared at Yang Feng who had just stepped here, raised a staff, and smiled: We meet again, little guy. Introduce yourself again, this seat is the 37th-generation leader of this religion, Ouyang Feiying, who is given the nickname, Shengming Emperor! "
call!
As soon as the voice fell, the staff in his hand ignited a golden flame.
This seat is the thirty-sixth generation of the leader of this religion. "
Immediately afterwards, the other person who followed also stood up, raised an iron glove in his hand, and shouted: People give the nickname, Evil Bone Demon Yunzun! "
call!
After speaking, a hot golden flame immediately ignited on his gloves.
This seat is the thirty-fifth generation of the head of the religion, Emperor Shitian..."
This seat is the 34th generation leader of this religion, Nangong Liuli..."
...
Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up one by one, introducing themselves to Yang Feng, and the hot flames quickly burned as their voices fell.
Finally, when everyone had finished the introduction, the highest-ranking administrator of the classics smiled slightly, and Kuan Kuan stood up and said: The deity is the first founding ancestor of the sect, nine heavens and ten places, a peerless god, Shangguan Haotian ! "
call!
As he said, his whole body suddenly lit up with a hotter golden flame, much stronger than the other thirty-six people. Looking around, the entire flame seemed to be draped over his body. Once anything in the world approaches, it will instantly turn into ashes.
Suddenly, thirty-seven people present, thirty-seven raging fires, burned together, burning the entire sky red. Yang Feng was also forced by the scorching air currents, and the moisture on his face was lost a lot, and his skin instantly dried out.
Damn, is this giving me power?
Thirty-seven people, use the earth-level torch to roast me together?
His eyes narrowed slightly, and Yang Feng cast a gloomy look at the crowd.
The saint ancestor looked down at him from top to bottom, smiled slightly, and continued: Xiao Sanba, welcome..."
puff!
But the words were not finished yet, Yang Feng was already teleporting, and he came to the holy ancestor, kicked him on the door of his face, kicked him out, and cursed: fuck, you Who is it called Sanba? Why do you curse as soon as you speak? I provoke you to mess with you? "
Holy ancestor! "
Seeing this, the other 36 people present were all stunned at once, and the powerful flames on their bodies were also instantly extinguished.
The pupils stared so big that their eyes almost didn't fall out.
I go, the leader of this session is too arrogant. Seeing the face of the saint ancestor, I actually started to do it without saying a word, no matter how big or small, are there any rules?
Only the saint ancestor, after being kicked ten meters away, clutched his aching cheeks, got up and waved his hands and said: Don't get me wrong, I didn't scold you. I'm just used to using numbers to call the hierarchs of the past. Adding a small character in front of me makes me amiable and has no other meaning. Who made you happen to be the thirty-eighth hierarch? Are you right, small two small three, small three seven, small three six? "
Hmm...
Nodding their heads in a hurry, everyone gave proof to Saint Ancestor one after another.
Yang Feng glanced at them suspiciously and scratched his head. Could it be that I misunderstood? But his name sounds like a curse.
So Yang Feng said with a serious face: In view of my special number, please don't use this number as my pronoun in the future, just call me my real name, thank you! "
Real name? Which real name? "
With a chuckle, the saint ancestor stood up and patted the dust on his body, seemingly meaningful and authentic.
Raising his brows, Yang Feng immediately shouted: Of course it is my name, Yang Feng. "
So your name is on the hukou? Not a nickname in the game? "
Of course... uh! "
Suddenly, Yang Feng was stunned. He looked at the holy ancestor with a wicked smile and cried out in disbelief: You...you you you...how do you know that I have a registered permanent residence and a game nickname? thing? Could it be that you too..."
Yes, fellow, it's rare that we can meet here, and it's also considered a stranger to meet in another country, ha ha ha! "With a grin, the ancestor's eyes flashed with sparkling light.
Yang Feng's mouth was wide open, and a salted goose egg could be stuffed inside.
I went, I thought I was the only one who came through. I never expected that there is a senior here. I started a business 100,000 years ago, established a company, and went public for development, but unfortunately it is now delisting.
As if seeing through his thoughts, the saint ancestor couldn't help but chuckle, stepped in front of him, patted his shoulder, and said meaningfully: brother, don't think of yourself too special. In this other world, you are not alone, including me. We are not the first batch of outsiders in this world, nor the last. "
what? You mean...before you..."
Not bad! "
Nodding his head, the ancestor said with a serious face: There are still many secrets in this world, waiting for us to explore. As we continue to deepen into this world, maybe we will meet more fellow villagers, but not necessarily, ha ha ha! "