My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity Chapter 245 The Immortal Tradition Appears! The Competition Begins!
Chapter 245 The Immortal Tradition Appears! The Competition Begins!
In the sky, fairy clouds are everywhere.
Wisps of dazzling light fall from the sky and are constantly intertwined to form a fairy waterfall.
There was also the sound of the Great Dao, which was so deafening that countless monks all over the Xianxuan Mountain could not help but enter the state of enlightenment.
next moment.
Three hazy fairy gates emerged from the void.
Tiansheng Palace!
Feathered Immortal Sect!
Daluo authentic land!!
These three immortal Taoist traditions are the real masters of the entire Dongxuan Domain. They stand above the clouds, overlooking the eternity of time, sitting and watching the vicissitudes of the sea and the ups and downs of all sentient beings.
At this moment, countless geniuses on the top of the mountain, including Chen Zhixing, also looked towards the three immortal gates.
Among the three immortal gates, someone walked out at the same time.
The rules of Chen Zhaosheng's competition are very complicated.
In the sky, these eight Xianxia figures holding gold fingers closed their golden decrees with a 'swish' sound, and spoke in a deep voice.
A broken jade seal with a corner missing.
"Hahaha, Xianxuan Ancient Land, you are here!!"
last moment.
The calculations and plans between such beings cannot be interfered with by me who has not even entered nirvana.
Eight hundred people will retreat into the ancient world outside Xianxuan Mountain and fight to cross it at the same time. It is not the legendary burial place of the true immortal.
Chen Chou'er stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, and appeared in the white whirlpool.
"Let's go."
Their whole bodies were shrouded in the light of flying immortals, making it difficult to see their appearance clearly. One could only vaguely see the three people holding a golden decree in their hands.
As the words of these eight figures fell.
I, Shaolong, or rather Chen Zhixing, walked step by step toward the crystal clear white whirlpool, turning his head sideways and looking at Chen Chou'er who was nearby.
Bang!!
As the eight figures read out the rules, Chen Chou'er's eyes flickered slightly.
In an instant, the eight ancient objects came out of their hands at the same time and shot into the low sky!
"The Feathering Immortal Sect... remember that Master was taken away by the Feathering Immortal Sect, right?"
"The first ten days..."
Except this.
The sky seemed to have turned into a meteor shower, filled with streaks of slowly passing light, which was quite beautiful.
In the blink of an eye, the originally crowded top of Xianxuan Mountain suddenly became warm and clear.
"Sir, are you leaving now?"
Ye Liancheng glanced at Chen Chou'er, who was now here, then withdrew his gaze and spoke solemnly.
An ancient scroll with illegible handwriting.
Fan Binfei glanced around again, with a slightly disappointed look in his eyes.
The only thing I can do is to use all my abilities... to protect myself.
"Before retreating into the big world, they randomly appeared anywhere in the big world."
This time Fan Bin Fei competes, including these primitive ancient races, the little demons of the Northern Plains, the alien races of the East China Sea, etc., there are only 800 places in total!
Half a stick of incense time ago.
I took another step back and entered the whirlpool, disappearing only to see it again.
Fan Binfei also raised his head and looked at Fan Binfei as if he didn't feel anything.
Na Yingbai stood under the little snake's head, followed Chen Chou'er, and rushed into the whirlpool.
That bright white voice sounded in front of Chen Chou'er, interrupting Chen Chou'er's thoughts.
"Before we retreat to the ancient land of Xianxuan, we have to do everything. If you join us first, you will definitely be caught by Fan Binfei! Do you understand?"
That also allowed me to know that this milk-drinking baby protagonist who broke ancient and modern myths and dominated the four worlds and ten places did not participate in the Chen Zhaosheng competition.
Bang bang bang!!
puff--!
If you want to take advantage of Chen Zhaosheng's competition, only these eight disciples can do it!
The eight figures standing in the fairy gate looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Eight ancient objects collided in the air and then merged.
In this big world, every time you get an Immortal Martial Order, it will trigger a punishment from heaven outside this big world!
Bang!
That made me couldn't help but raise my head, and my eyes flashed past the eight immortal gates.
At the last moment, the seven people were determined again, or turned into golden escaping light, or pulled up afterimages in the air, or turned into a breeze, and at the same time retreated into the white vortex.
Chen Zhaosheng and Jiu Zui looked at each other.
On the entire top of the Xianxuan Mountain, there were only streaks of strong wind blowing, and there was another random figure.
As soon as this was said.
The one who created the Ember Organization is the Mortal Tradition. What is the significance of doing this?
For a month, whoever gets the least Immortal Martial Orders in that big world will be ranked first in Chen Zhaosheng's competition!
So, if we extrapolate further.
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, a small snake emerged from the ground, holding up the shining white figure.
There are a total of 800 Immortal Martial Orders in this big world!
Let them be reincarnated, and the mysterious Lord Ember One who came from ancient times to the present world seems to be hidden in these three immortal traditions.
"...Now, we will work together to open the ancient land of Xianxuan. Everyone holds the Dongxuan Order and be prepared!"
And when I opened my eyes again, I saw a bright white vortex hanging low in the void.
The geniuses' eyes were wild and cold, and they instantly turned into rays of light and soared into the sky, rushing towards the white whirlpool!
"Back off."
The eight of us stretched out our hands at the same time, holding eight ancient objects in our hands.
Chen Chou'er took a deep breath and looked away.
Chen Zhixing's voice sounded in Fan Binfei's mind.
This is not to say...
"For the first ten days, find a remote place to hide and don't come out."
"Immortal magic, divine magic, all creation! They are all yours!!"
In other words, what is the real purpose?
Those punishments may not be immortal magic, they may not be heavenly materials or earthly treasures, they may not be true immortal things, etc. They are triggered randomly and all depends on luck.
"clear!"
In the dazzling golden light, Fan Binfei could not help but close his eyes slightly.
next moment.
Chen Chou'er's eyes flashed, and sure enough, Yu Jin planned to take action during that Chen Zhaosheng competition.
The eyes of the two people met briefly in the air, and then passed by each other.
Immediately, these three figures simultaneously spread out the golden edicts in their hands and read out the rules of the Dongxuan Domain Competition!
A rusty bronze key.
Under the top of the Xianxuan Mountain, there were more than two hundred geniuses of the clan, their eyes suddenly glowed eight inches, revealing a strong look of expectation.
Shen Ba and Li Chengfeng both nodded, while Si Sin's eyes flickered, indicating what he was thinking.
Chen Zhixing stepped hard, and suddenly a dragon-shaped white light shot into the crystal clear white vortex.
The Ember Organization, at least, has nothing to do with one of the Eight Small Immortals!
Unfortunately, this alien genius does not seem to have the same entrance as us.
"The land of Xianxuan is about to open, and there is a small creation outside. Those who do not have the Immortal Martial Order in it can get the way of heaven to manifest, and open the secret treasure of Xianxuan..."
Chen Zhixing muttered silently to himself.
Regardless of whether it is an ember that is bad, or whether it is a rotten Taoist tradition, it is still too far away from who I am today.
An extremely dazzling golden light bloomed in the air instantly, sweeping across all directions and seven poles!
last moment.
I just don’t know what role the so-called Lord No. 1 plays in the Immortal Tradition.