"Who are you!"

Seeing Liu Zhengyang in front of him looking at them with a solemn look on his face, someone immediately asked with a calm expression.

"Sorry, let me introduce myself now. Here is the leader of the Southeast Region, Liu Zhengyang! Perhaps many of you have heard of my name!"

Liu Zhengyang said with a smile.

"Leader? Haha! Where did you come from the stupid ones?"

"It's so funny! Why haven't I heard of any alliance established in the Southeast District? And the leader, you're sick!"

A group of people immediately began to curse, and it was obvious that they had regarded Liu Zhengyang as an existence with the same experience as them.

It's just that this guy's head is a bit bad!

But then these people couldn't scold them.

They may not know Liu Zhengyang, but they cannot know Qu Batian or Feng Qi! They do not know Liu Quancheng!

When one former Taoist tycoon after another appeared behind Liu Zhengyang, everything was no longer necessary to be said clearly, and everyone knew what it meant.

"You may have no impression, but I can tell you something!"

After Liu Zhengyang finished speaking, he began to tell the story about the Black Sky.

Everyone didn't agree at first, but when they heard about the harm of black gas, the people's expressions changed slightly.

I hurriedly investigated the situation inside my body.

The thick meridians and the inexplicable insights in my mind all seemed to confirm Liu Zhengyang's words.

"No! You are lying! There is no way to squeeze talent in this world?"

"Yes! Talent is invisible and intangible. Who can believe it if you say that?"

The group of people didn't know whether it was because they couldn't accept the reality and were unwilling to believe it or they really didn't believe Liu Zhengyang's remarks, so they all stood up to blame him.

Liu Zhengyang glanced at them and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In a sense, they are quite lucky.

After all, they are still alive.

You should know that the black armored soldiers I met in the past have already lost their souls!

It’s not that he didn’t want to help them, but that he couldn’t help them. The reason why these people in front of him were still alive was entirely because You Meinan took the initiative to defend and shattered the altar on his own.

It can be said that they are lucky people who survived because of their stronger talent.

But in a sense, they are undoubtedly more unlucky existences.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but what I want to say is that you must think about some of the possible situations in the future. If you encounter problems during your cultivation, you can come to us at any time!"

"Of course, I am not all the monks from the Southeast. If you are willing to stay, you can come to me. If you are unwilling to stay, I hope you will leave as soon as possible!"

Among the crowd, someone stared at him with resentment.

Needless to ask, it was Chu Xiong and Pang Yin. These two guys were relatively lucky. Although they looked like they were killed when they opened the Tianxin Secret Realm, they were essentially eroded by black gas.

There is no danger in life.

And the reason why they act so resentful is that they feel some special situations.

After all, people from a large sect naturally have some means.

They also know some hidden information that others don’t know.

Any such means of exploiting talents usually consumes a lot of vitality! In other words, they won’t live long!
Chapter completed!