Above the front desk, there are Canglang, Yunfeng and other supreme gods and banners in the sky and cloud domain. Several people are discussing about a jade Jane.

After hearing this, Yuelao's face changed greatly. He looked back at many gods and said politely, "that's Jiang Tianchen..."

Jiang Tianchen is a pseudonym used by Jiang Wuchen to match the festival. It was also written in the jade slips just now. At the same time, the cultivation level is left on the jade slips: below unborn.

Yuelao is looking for Jiang Tianchen at this time. From the friendly and respectful tone, he can conclude that it is not a bad thing.

Thousands of God kings in the Taoist temple look at each other. Who is Jiang Tianchen?

In addition to the God King who participated in the examination in the center of the dojo, there were more people watching the excitement outside, and the voice of opposition was much less when Yunfeng covered the coffin in the Zixia fairy palace.

Yue Laodao said: "according to the rules, if the literary fight is the first, there can be no armed struggle..."

"What?"

When this rule was thrown out, it immediately surprised people, and the sound of just falling exploded into the frying pan.

"Without fighting? Why? We disagree!"

"Behind the scenes! You are trying to make money. At the beginning, you said you would not limit cultivation. Even the God general can sign up. Now you sign up, but you have to fight. Isn't that still limiting cultivation? Shameless!"

Veteran Yue took out the rule jade slips and crushed them. The description of the rules appeared. In the bottom line, there was a mosquito size font that said "No. 1, don't participate in the fight".

Jiang Wuchen laughed. "You can't see clearly. Who's to blame? But Yuelao's kindness, Emperor Yang's heart! Aren't you unconvinced? You're trying to revenge? It doesn't matter. I'll take part in the fight! Anyone can come to me."

"What a big breath!"

Suddenly, an unusually sharp voice came from the west side. The tone was like a eunuch. It was harsh. Jiang Wuchen didn't know who was talking. When he looked around, he saw a thin and short man hanging out in the air.

This man is not amazing, small and short, and speaks like a sissy, but his cultivation is extremely high. Jiang Wuchen's natural power detects him and can't feel each other's cultivation.

And the other side came with a cold breath, and Jiang Wuchen was seen through in an instant.

"I dare to be so presumptuous in this cultivation. I wonder if I can stand my Jingtian fist!" the little man said sissily.