The strongest master in history

Not long after, Xuan Xing and Leng Yue took Soret back to the Great Tribunal located in the center of the Great Celestial Arc Galaxy.

Just when he was about to reach the gate, Soret woke up suddenly, startling both Xuan Xing and Leng Yue!
He pushed the two of them away, then quickly sorted out his ugly looking image, made himself more normal, and then flew into the Grand Tribunal in a serious manner.

Xuan Xing and Leng Yue at the back looked at each other, both feeling a little shuddering.

Damn, Master Soret is always awake, right?

Fuck!
Didn't they all hear what the two brothers said?
Hope not!

Lord Soret didn't seem to respond at all, so he probably wasn't awake at the time, right?
The two brothers were still very worried, but they had no choice but to follow each other with bitter faces.

Forget it, just die.

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

The two followed Soret, who said nothing, into a large hall.

The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, Soret didn't speak, Xuan Xing and Leng Yue naturally didn't dare to push too much at this time.

Soret had just suffered a setback, and he was in a bad mood right now, only a fool would touch him.

If possible, Xuan Xing and Leng Yue even want to sneak away now...

The strange tranquility lasted for a long time, and suddenly Soret's hair was all flaring, his eyes were wide open, and he roared as if possessed by a demon.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The loud voice shattered the ground. Fortunately, the hall was made of special materials, otherwise it would not be able to withstand such a toss.

Xuan Xing and Leng Yue tactfully closed their ears, pretending that they didn't hear anything.

Ah, Master Soret has been hit too hard and needs to vent, which is understandable.

As long as we don't vent it on our brothers, it's fine.

But as the saying goes, what you are afraid of will come.

A guy who thought he was lucky, still seemed to be doomed.

"Leng Yue, come here." Soret stopped yelling, turned his face slightly, and said coldly to Leng Yue.

"Yes." Leng Yue's heart trembled violently, and she walked over there involuntarily.

Xuan Xing had a bitter look on his face, as if he understood something.

Sure enough, there is a price to be paid for talking about others behind their backs.

Poor Leng Yue,? ?Hope people are ok.

Just when Soret was about to beat Leng Yue violently to vent his anger——

"Sorret, what the hell are you doing?" A somewhat magnetic and majestic voice sounded in the hall.

Soret was taken aback, who is it?

Soon, a figure quietly appeared in the air.

He was a handsome young man with a temperament and appearance that was not inferior to Lin Yuanjian.

At this moment, the young man's face was full of sullenness, and his eyes were staring at Soret unkindly.

Both Xuan Xing and Leng Yue were a little dazed, they obviously didn't know who this young man was.

Soret was startled, and hastily bowed and bowed: "Master Di Wuji, Soret didn't know you were coming, so I hope you will forgive me if I miss you."

What?Di Wuji?
Hearing this name, Xuan Xing and Leng Yue seemed to be struck by lightning, their eyes were full of shock.

Di Wuji, this is one of the famous geniuses of the Angel God Clan.

Ye Ye's brilliant son of heaven!
That bright star that twinkles in the sky!

Ten-winged angel, noble blood!
The strength of the Nine Peaks of the Taiyuan Upper Realm!
Di Wuji's father is one of the top ten angel kings of the angel god clan, with an extremely profound background.

In addition to the identity of the famous genius of the Angel Protoss, Di Wuji has another identity, that is, the president of all the Angel Tribunals in the Northern Crown Starfield.

That is to say, Di Wuji is the chief person in charge of the Angel Protoss in the Northern Crown Starfield.

All the races in this star field depend on the face of the Angel Tribunal, and all the Angel Tribunals here depend on the face of Di Wuji.

It can be said that Di Wuji is a god-like existence in the northern crown star field.

The person in charge of a large galaxy like Soret has a lower status than Di Wuji.

Ninety percent of the current northern crown star field has become a place of death, and there are only three large galaxies left, and the fairy arc galaxy is one of them.

As for Xuan Xing and Leng Yue, the heads of small galaxy adjudication offices in the large fairy arc galaxy, their status is even lower.

Usually they don't even have the chance to meet Di Wuji at all.

Only Soret could meet him occasionally and accept the things arranged by Di Wuji.

"Where did you go? I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Di Wuji asked coldly after falling from the sky to the ground.

Soret lowered his voice like a grandson: "This subordinate really didn't know that the lord would come, otherwise he wouldn't dare to go out..."

Di Wuji looked at Soret up and down, his eyes were like thousands of sharp needles, which made the latter's hair stand on end: "I see that your breath is disordered, it seems that the injury is not serious, what's the matter?"

Soret's appearance is neat and clean now, and most people can't see anything.

But what kind of character is Di Wuji?How can this be hidden from his discerning eyes?

Soret suddenly felt a little embarrassed. It's not easy to say this, it's so embarrassing.

Seeing his hesitation, Di Wuji said impatiently: "Say!"

His tone was undeniable, and he was so tough that if Soret refused to speak, he would kill someone.

Soret was so overwhelmed by his aggressive aura that he could barely breathe.

He knew very well what kind of person Di Wuji was, and if he violated Di Wuji's will, the consequences would be very serious.

"Yes, this subordinate will say so."

Soret was both helpless and frustrated, and he weakly told the ins and outs of his journey to Tianchen Star in the Lieyang Galaxy, and finally lowered his head, ready to receive Di Wuji's reprimand.

Di Wuji carefully sorted out the context of this matter, and did not reprimand Soret much.

"Hmph, skills are inferior to others. There is nothing to be ashamed of. A coward is a coward who hides and dares not let others know."

"Yes, thank you for your teaching." Soret looked ashamed.

My lord's realm is really high, but I still care too much about success or failure.

Di Wuji recalled what Soret said just now, and couldn't help but ask again: "That kid in the late stage of the Spiritual God Realm really defeated you with a single formation?"

Suorite nodded: "That's right, both Xuan Xing and Leng Yue can testify to this matter."

Di Wuji looked at Xuan Xing and Leng Yue.

Xuan Xing hurriedly said: "It's true, we all saw it with our own eyes."

Leng Yue said: "It was not Chen Beixuan who really defeated Master Soret, but his master, Lin Yuanjian who provided him with the formation."

"Interesting, really interesting." Di Wuji repeated one word twice.

"This Lin Yuanjian is a talent, I want to meet him in person."

As soon as the words fell, Di Wuji's figure disappeared into the hall like the wind.

Xuan Xing Leng Yue looked at each other, and couldn't help but look at Soret.

Soret laughed wildly: "Haha, hahaha!"

Xuan Xing couldn't help asking: "Why are you laughing, sir?"

Soret said: "Do you know what Di Wuji is best at?"

The two shook their heads at the same time: "I don't know."

"It's a formation!" A gleam of light flashed in Soret's eyes: "Master Di Wuji once received an inheritance from an ancient formation master of the human race in a ruins. The protoss are second to none."

"Hmph, this time Lord Di Wuji is going out in person, the formation surnamed Lin must be vulnerable, and he will definitely die in the hands of Lord Di Wuji."

"In this way, I can also vent my anger."

"Shen Yinzong? Chen Beixuan? Wait for death! Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Xuan Xing and Leng Yue were secretly delighted.

My good fellow, everything depends on Di Wuji.