Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Yue Qinxue turned around and glared at Ren Yi, "What do you want?"

Ren Yi stood up slowly, with a look of half smile in his eyes.

"You guys barged into my room so brazenly and asked me what I wanted?"

"I think the young emperor is not only addicted to cheating, but also addicted to framing others."

Yue Qinxue gritted her teeth and looked at Ren Yi, anger surging in her eyes.

He reached out and grabbed Yue Qinxue's collar.

Forcing Yue Qinxue to look into her eyes.

"It seems that the punishment of thunder is still too light. Why don't I lead the young emperor to confront the Thunder God now?"

"Should we give you one or two more thunder punishments?"

Her deep and cold eyes looked at Yue Qinxue indifferently, and she tilted her head and whispered in her ear:

"I can't wait to see your skin torn apart."

"You!" Yue Qinxue breathed rapidly, and felt that the person in front of her was so strange that it seemed as if he was a different person.

There was a faint smile on her face, but she had a captivating aura.

Yu Bai, who was standing next to him, had never seen Ren Yi like this before. He was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and couldn't utter a word.

He couldn't understand why the Xiaoyao Tianzun, who always smiled gently in the past, would reveal such a terrifying aura.

Yue Qinxue avoided the arbitrary gaze and said in fear and embarrassment:

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

If she makes a scene again, not only will her face and self-esteem be trampled upon once again, but her thunder punishment will definitely increase!

The wails of Hongguang Tianzun when he was punished by thunder were still ringing in Yue Qinxue's ears.

Ren Yi reached out and patted her face, "Then let me see your sincerity."

She released her grip on Yue Qinxue's collar, turned around and sat back between the two male monks.

Yue Qinxue gritted her teeth and bowed to Ren Yi: "I was reckless just now, please forgive me, Lord."

Ren Yi didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

Yue Qinxue closed her eyes and bent as far as possible.

"Please forgive me, my Lord!"

He stroked his hair casually.

Yun An spoke tentatively: "Tian Zun, she already knows she is wrong."

She gave him a cool glance.

Yun An stopped talking.

Yue Qinxue gnashed her teeth, then knelt down and kowtowed to Ren Yi with a thud.

Ren Yi finally turned his gaze back to her and glanced at Yue Qinxue calmly:

"I hope the young emperor will remember the lesson from this time and never make the same mistake again."

Yue Qinxue's face turned pale and she turned around and walked out quickly.

Yun'an looked at Ren Yi with a complicated expression, and Yu Bai pulled his sleeve.

[Don't beg for mercy from the Young Emperor, the Heavenly Lord is a bit scary! ]

[Yun An: Who pleaded for her? I was just afraid that she would bear a grudge and cause trouble for Tian Zun.]

[Yu Bai:...]

Yun An looked at Ren Yi and spoke slowly:

"Tianzun's injury has just healed, so don't overindulge yourself."

After saying this, he bowed and left.

The arbitrary gaze turned to Yu Bai, and Yu Bai shuddered all over.

"Goddess, please don't look at me. Although I am handsome, I only have admiration for you. In my heart, you are my elder, my grandmother! I have no other thoughts!"

Any: "(?_?)"

After they all left, the two male cultivators following Ren Yi also put away their teasing expressions.

To pay respect to any person:

"Tianzun, let's go back first."

These two men are Daluqi’s brothers, Daluqian and Dalujun.

"Your last name... doesn't sound like a Celestial Clan name."

The Celestial Clan rarely has double surnames, and the surname Doyle is more like that of the Demon Clan.

Dao Erqian said, "Reporting to the Heavenly Lord, our ancestor lost the bet with the Demon Clan's Prince Wei, and we are willing to accept the defeat. Our entire sect will change its surname to Prince Wei's surname - Dao Er."

The corner of Ren Yi's mouth twitched: "This bet... is quite unique."

At the same time at the meeting, in order to ease the atmosphere between the two sides, the Human Emperor proposed that the two tribes each perform several programs.

Everyone enjoyed the show and learned from each other.

The cultivators of the Celestial Clan were already holding a grudge, and when they heard this, a man immediately jumped onto the high stage in the center.

He swung his arms, took off his upper body clothes, and performed a sword dance with both hands holding the sword.

Various magic arrays and runes were painted on his body with gold powder. The golden lines sparkled as he danced, which was very beautiful.

Soon it aroused applause from the whole room.

Wu Ya looked at the excited crowd below the stage and curled his lips in disdain.

He walked up to the Serpent Master and poked his arm with his elbow.

"Your Excellency, I saw you had a tattoo on your chest during the martial arts competition just now. Why don't you go up and perform one to save our reputation?"

Venerable Venerable Viper turned his head and stared at Wu Ya quietly with dead fish eyes.

Wu Ya felt uneasy when he looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"My stepmother's name is tattooed on my chest. What am I going to do there? Tell others that I'm a big lover?"

Wu Ya: “…………”

Ren Yi and her doll exchanged souls again. When she sat back in the stands, she let out a long sigh.

The soul-swapping function of the clone puppet can only be performed within a short distance. Once the distance is too long, it will be useless.

The fancy sword dance on the stage ended. Under the moonlight, the gold powder sparkled brightly and was really beautiful.

Someone's servant beast suddenly raised its head and roared, scaring the monk dancing with the sword so much that he trembled violently, staggered, and his face turned into an emoticon with fear.

Ren Yi smiled and said, "He was dancing so well, why did he turn into a zombie?"

There were bursts of laughter from the audience.

As soon as the monk dancing with the sword went down, another monk came up with five-colored flames in his hands.

He looked fierce, and his tiger eyes slowly scanned the people present.

Just when everyone thought he would perform something special, he threw the five-colored flame in his hand into the sky.

The five-colored flames exploded and turned into fireworks.

The scene fell silent, feeling a little awkward.

Ren Yi chuckled: "It looks like there are two brushes, but it feels like there are not many bristles on the brushes."

Everyone started laughing.

"This show is boring. I just want to listen to our Saint Lady's comments. This is not a mouth, it's a weapon!"

"The Celestial Tribe is almost depressed by this blow!"

"In the past two years, the Celestial Clan has been showing off their might. Since the Saint Girl came back, we have finally been able to be proud of ourselves!"