"Yes." Xiaozhi didn't hear the crowd at all. He nodded in agreement, with flames burning in his eyes, "My life is equally wonderful... Thank you for your encouragement. I will continue to face my future goals as always!"

"I'm the man who wants to be a Pokémon master!"

Tony Stark looked at Xiaozhi with a weird look, and after a long time, he said, "It's worthy of being you."

The eccentric and weird person was like Huang Rong, and his expression was wonderful at this moment. After holding it in for a long time, he only said, "Yes, I can only say that."

Su Han glanced at the audience, listened to their discussion, and suddenly thought about a question.

"I always feel...I can't fit in the atmosphere on site."

Su Han also knew his problem in his heart. He made his style too high. Even in the eyes of many people, he was almost omniscient and omnipotent. This also led to him being unable to integrate into the atmosphere on site.

For example, Su Han now wants Uchiha Madara's sealing technique, and is even interested in the white-bearded domineering aura... but he can't pull down his body to discuss or exchange.

"There is also a solution," Su Han gently stroked the back of the chair with his fingers, "That is, I will build a mist incarnation. Let him hide among these guys too! Let him be a member of this group... In this way, it will be easy to exchange or communicate with others in the future."

However, there are many problems with this matter.

For example, if Su Han does this, it will be impossible to show the stars of his fog-turned-up plot... although, there are solutions.

Su Han repeatedly pondered it in his heart. Slowly, a plan condensed into shape. He deduced it for a while, and felt that it was unlikely to make a mistake, or even if it was a mistake, there was room for remedy. He immediately made up his mind, "Then do it."

Su Han thought, and a faint mist suddenly rose on a bronze chair.

"Is it a newcomer again?" Baibeard raised his eyebrows, feeling quite interested.

"This also fully reflects the vastness of the endless world." Tony Stark asked lightly, but his eyes at Su Han became serious, which also meant that Su Han's power was so great.

It is so quick to add new members in the Mist Space... In addition, Su Han's refinement of the past and future of these worlds is easy. It is enough to prove that these worlds are all within the scope of Su Han's tentacles.

What does this symbolize? This may mean that Aizen's previous inference is correct. Su Han is indeed one of the pillars of the endless world. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain all this...

After all, even a god who is comparable to God’s supreme rank is only related to one or two worlds at most, and is the supreme existence of those worlds and universes... it is impossible to have anything to do with the endless world, right?

"Newcomer, I'll explain it to you, um?" Huang Rong was only halfway through her words, and then she looked at the position covered in fog, and her voice trembled, "Why do I think there is no one in that position?"

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed and he suddenly looked at that position. The others at the scene were also attracted by Huang Rong's words.

They observed repeatedly and finally confirmed... Although there was a fog rolling, the fog did not look like a human body, or it was too strange.

"I've had speculation before," Aizen whispered, "The Heavens Conference is too mysterious. The way his members join... is also very special. It is possible that it is not just humans, but also death can join, and alien ghosts and gods... maybe they can join."

"This time I joined in... maybe it's such a special existence, right?"

"...I'm afraid of ghosts!" Huang Rong's voice choked.

"Do you still have such weakness?" Tony Stark was a little surprised and looked up and down, "I can't see at all."

"Actually... this time it's very likely that it's not a ghost," Rukia Kuchiki spoke. After a moment of pause, she looked at Huang Rong speechlessly, "As soon as I was... Strictly speaking, I and Aizen can be considered ghosts. Why are you not afraid before?"

"Yes!" Huang Rong then reacted. After thinking about it, she said carefully, "It is possible that you look very in line with human aesthetics?"

The scene fell into silence. Many people's expressions became weird and said they could not refute.

"Well, I'll explain it to you," Tony Stark thought for a while, took Huang Rong's words, and spoke enthusiastically to narrate, "This special mist space is..."

"I don't think you need to say it." Uchiha Madara suddenly interrupted Tony Stark.

"What?" Tony Stark looked at Uchiha Madara with some confusion. But he saw that his body was tense at the moment, as if he was facing a great enemy.

At this time, Uchiha Madara's body had been covered with fog again. Obviously, he also realized that others had fog, but he himself did not, and this action was not very witty.

Now, even though Uchiha Madara's body was shrouded in fog, he could still feel the tension and fear. Even when facing Aizen, he felt fearful, but he did not reveal it so obviously.

"What happened?" Whitebeard also realized something was wrong.

"He," Uchiha's throat moved for a moment, suddenly became silent, and then said, "Nothing."

Although Uchiha Madara said this, except for Ash, who is stubborn, everyone else noticed that something was wrong.

Whitebeard thought for a moment and tried his best to use his domineering spirit. Then he noticed the indescribable evil sound coming from the fog...

"That's...what?"

He seemed to see a huge octopus like a mountain of meat, with tentacles expanding intensively... and then he seemed to see a century-legged spider, which revealed a sense of evil from top to bottom, but was beyond imagination...

Whitebeard's body suddenly tensed and collapsed on the chair.

His will was as hard as iron. In the battle above the original historical trajectory, even if he held his body and was undoubtedly injured... he could still fight. But it was useless. This time, his soul and consciousness were directly injured.

"...This feeling is!" The white beard's body trembled. He tried his best to open his eyes and stared at Su Han on the Bronze Throne. The feeling was a bit similar? The same should not be looked directly?

No...it seems similar, but it actually has a huge difference.

The President of Parliament cannot look directly, the kind of unpretentious one cannot look directly.

It is evil and sacred that coexist, embracing everything in the world, just like the grandeur at the beginning of the world’s opening up, containing endless information. Every time you look, you can see a large amount of information. The brain cannot carry such... It cannot be looked directly at.

But the new member's face cannot be looked directly... is just a simple evil. After watching it for a long time, it seems that he will be dragged into hell. His spirit is completely polluted and he no longer looks like himself. He is like a...
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