After chatting for a while, the main entrance of the hall had been closed at some point, and because it was sealed on all sides, the huge space of the entire side hall turned black.

Fortunately, the state of not seeing the five fingers did not last long. Around the hall wall, the gorgeous lights lit up, with shadows and sparks lingering, illuminating the entire hall, but it still seemed dark and the atmosphere was ghostly.

However, this is very consistent with the identity of the evil devil. If it is grand and magnificent, it will not match.

At this time, a man eight feet tall and extremely majestic figure, stronger than Niu Dali, stepped onto the stone platform temporarily piled up in the middle. He saw his muscles thorns, bulging black dresses, and his long hair was loose. He looked around and looked around, as majestic as a lion, and said loudly,

"Everyone, in Xiaheliu, is a casual cultivator in the world. Today, I am not talented, so I invite all my colleagues to gather here.

One of the purposes is to build a platform for everyone to communicate, communicate with each other, and strengthen themselves.

Because it was the first time, someone might suspect that the purpose was impure, so he took out ten treasures for sincerity and gave them to everyone to appreciate. If anyone is moved, he can contact him privately, or buy it with goods or gold and silver. In short, it will not cause everyone to suffer a loss..."

Meng Zhao looked at He Liu who was talking on the round table and couldn't help but nod. Judging from his appearance alone, this person had a wide nose, a full heaven, tall and mighty person, and was a tough guy with a full male aura.

The pair of eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ice, majestic and domineering as well as their aura, and their voices were loud and loud. Facing so many people, they had no sense of tension and weakness, and their aura was so powerful that ordinary people could not compare with.

This ordinary person does not refer to an ordinary person, but a warrior at least at the innate level.

Not only Meng Zhao, but many people around him looked at He Liu's aura and momentum, and also secretly cheered and praised him.

Su Can has always been taciturn and does not like to show off, and he couldn't help but say,

"I heard that He Liu is a powerful and domineering person with a high prestige in the path of evil devils. It is true that when I see it today, I will see it. If I don't say anything else, my personality charm is very extraordinary."

Niu Dali didn't catch a cold, so he hummed his nose, shook his head with his eyes slanted,

"Old Su, you are just a simple person and you are so easily deceived by other people's appearance.

I saw that the boy was famous and had a lot of ambitions. Didn’t you listen to him? Building this platform is just one of the purposes, which means that he has other plans, but he just didn’t say it out for the time being.”

Meng Zhao nodded, agreeing,

"Yes, Brother Niu said it makes sense. I think so too. I'm afraid that He Liu is ambitious and wants to use this platform to realize his ambitions, such as forming a force."

When he heard this, Niu Dali and the other three, and even the next table, all looked at Meng Zhao, and once ignored He Liu, who was giving a passionate speech on the round table.

What does it mean to form a force?

Such as Niu Dali, Su Can, Zheng Que, and even the famous He Liu are essentially scattered cultivators in the world, alone, and there is no strong force behind them.

Although sometimes it seems weak, it is actually a kind of freedom, without being ruled and governed by others, and the world is free and easy.

When forming a force, you will turn from a pile of loose sand into an organized person, enjoying the blessing and help in it, and naturally you will have to assume corresponding responsibilities.

Yes, many people think it is a good thing to form a force, but some people think it is a bad thing.

Those who think good things are those who are confident and able to hold power, and those who think they are bad things will be restrained, especially those who are used to being free and sometimes ask them to do things according to the rules of association, which is inevitable that they will not get used to them.

Therefore, after hearing Meng Zhao's speculation that He Liu might have to take this opportunity to form a force, the people who hear it were instinctively bored.

Niu Dali even opened his mouth wide and almost howled. Fortunately, he reacted in time, so he quickly shut up, gave Meng Zhao a wink, and warned in a low voice,

"Brother, don't talk nonsense. I just can't stand this guy He Liu's show-off, but I didn't say that he had any bigger moves. If this is spread, it will easily attract hatred!"

The reason why Niu Dali is nervous is not without reason, it is really a matter of big or small.

If it is small, it will naturally have no effect, but if things go wrong, it will not end.

He Liu did not want to form a force, but Meng Zhao spread the matter out again, which caused others to have a credibility crisis against He Liu, and then criticized him, which was very likely to cause He Liu's hatred.

The possibility of conflicts and conflicts between the two has increased greatly.

Although Niu Dali couldn't stand He Liu, he could not deny that this guy was strong and had a strong influence among the random cultivators of the evil deeds. If he really fought, Meng Zhao might not be able to gain a advantage.

Meng Zhao smiled, not caring about Niu Dali's concerns, and said lightly,

"This is not nonsense, but an association with practical basis. The very key point is that it is in a conflict that happened not long ago. I wonder what Brother Niu thought of?"

Niu Dali's eyes turned and suddenly realized something. Zheng Que, Su Can, and the people next to him were also thinking, looking at He Liu, who was full of energy and majestic on the round table, couldn't help but have a little more profound meaning.

A guy who looked more straightforward at the next table was so anxious that he scratched his head. But when he was not asking the bottom line, he saw that the people beside him were also very comprehensible, so he quickly sent a message to his companions.

"What the hell is going on? The little white face hides half of what he says and reveals half of it. Why didn't I hear anything?"

His companion was a man in his thirties, looking very elegant and elegant. When he heard this, he couldn't help but secretly complain, "You may not be able to understand your elm head, even if you say it all."

However, at least, there is some friendship. He can't really be a fool and play with others for nothing, and then said,

"This is easy to understand. You saw the battle the day before yesterday. It was caused by He Liu's group of people and warriors from the Demon Sect. In essence, it was a conflict between us casual cultivators and warriors from the Demon Sect.

The meaning of the little white face, He Liu, is probably to use this matter and the gathering held today to encourage the wandering cultivators to unite and protect themselves, that is, to form a force belonging to wandering cultivators. This is indeed very likely to happen.

And I suspect that this battle might be done by He Liu, the kid, to make some noise and establish prestige for himself.

If this is true, He Liu will be too dark. His past reputations were probably spread deliberately, and he would be ulterior motives."

Of course, this person also paid more attention and admired Meng Zhao.
Chapter completed!