The open-air reception area was already crowded with people.
Children from the Xianli Kindergarten affiliated to the local Xianjie Zhenlongyuan, holding flowers in their hands, stood on the red carpet that spread from the high sky to the ground, with expectations, smiles, and confusion on their faces.
On the periphery of the security personnel of the Dragon Soaring monks, there were mortals and monks who came specially to watch and observe the ceremony, and even some monsters.
Further forward is the concierge area, which is not far from the end of the welcoming army of Longteng's three armies.
Opposite the Cultivation Honor Guard, there was a welcome salute, a hundred and dozens of artillery pieces, with their barrels shiny and their muzzles pointed upward.
At this moment, the invited guests in the concierge area had already stood up one by one, looking eagerly at the end of the red carpet in the sky.
Among the guests invited to watch the ceremony were senior officials and elites from secular countries, as well as former members of the global branches of the Zhang Family Longevity Boxing Association.
There are administrative personnel from the local fairy world, as well as invited guests who have been captured before, including the immortals from the 73rd plane.
At the scene, almost all were monks, including local ones and those from other planes.
Coupled with the ceremonial guards of the three Longteng armies, the atmosphere at the entire scene was very shocking. Even to those immortals and demons, they felt solemn and solemn, with a compelling aura.
Compared with the local monks and local monsters at the scene, the mentality of these immortals and demons is different.
Although the local monks were also looking at the scene at this moment, especially the domineering and majestic guard of honor, they were excited in their hearts, with a sense of pride and expectation.
But these immortals have mixed feelings.
While waiting, these immortals noticed that their companions couldn't help but look at them, with complicated expressions in their eyes.
"Alas~" One of the immortals sitting in the front row sighed and shook his head.
To be honest, in terms of strength, this scene is actually nothing to gain my own fairyland.
But sometimes strength is not actually important. What is important is the sense of ritual and people's attitude towards you.
This is the world of Ziyu!
This scene, especially this form and this sense of ritual, deeply hurt the immortal.
Because in their own fairy world, everyone has never seen this form, nor such a grand battle.
And this scene, this standard, is all for the prince and his entourage from the No. 8 Demonic Plane.
Not for yourself.
Ever since arriving on this planet, this mortal world, immortals and demons like myself have never been treated like this.
In fact, for more than a year, everyone has been hiding here and there, like a drowned dog.
The high-standard treatment given to Demonic Plane No. 8 by Ziyu's native fairy world and secular countries is enviable, even jealous.
But at this moment, none of these belong to me, and I can only watch them from below.
"If I had known, I would have gone to find Zhang Jiangang, ugh!" While watching and waiting, an immortal said even more angrily.
Although the immortal next to him didn't say a word, the corners of his mouth moved, obviously he was also stimulated.
"It's too late to say anything. Let's think about what to do in the future." Another immortal not far away sighed, and even glanced at the excited local monks around him holding small flags of the Dragon Immortal Realm and No. 8 Demon Realm.
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I have to say that although mortals are not strong enough at this stage, they really have a way of doing this kind of thing.
No matter what these immortals and demons think at the moment, or how they look at the plane war in a few months, they are really unbalanced at the moment.
Because as long as they had taken the initiative and lowered their stature before, I am afraid that those who received such a high standard today would be their own plane, their seniors, and how could they get the turn of the monsters from plane 8.
In short, it's too late to say anything.
"We still have a chance. Zhang Jiangang's ability to invite us to watch the ceremony shows that they do not intend to continue to be hostile to us." An immortal couldn't help but said.
"That's what I said, but our adults went to see Zhang Jiangang yesterday and didn't see him at all." An immortal said, "There were three people from the demon world who also went, but they didn't see anyone."
"That's just teasing us. He's so arrogant now that he knows how to look down on us." The immortal next to him said with a sour tone. "But we've settled it. Look over there and see what Zhao Yuxiao's men are doing.
Those immortals."
As soon as he finished speaking, these immortals and monsters all looked into the distance.
He looked at Taoist Lu Feng, who was leaving after today, and the immortals from Plane 73 around him.
Sure enough, almost everyone at the scene was excited, and even the immortals and demons from other planes joined in the fun with curiosity, but the faces of the immortals on the 73rd plane were not very good.
"Haha, you deserve it!" Seeing this scene, these immortals from other planes felt much better.
"Haha, you brought it upon yourself. A good land card was beaten to pieces by their big shots." Even the demons from other planes sneered.
"Seeing them makes me more balanced."
"Haha~"
"Keep your voice down, poof~"
Seeing the aggrieved expressions on the faces of these immortals on plane No. 73, this group of immortals and demons from other planes felt much more comfortable, and they couldn't help but smile unabashedly as they added insult to injury.
Indeed, among all the people present at the moment, those from Zhao Yuxiao's plane were the most excited.
Among the crowd, Taoist Lu Feng did not say a word, but he was using some kind of magical method to record the images of the scene, preparing to take them to the underworld and show them to the big shots in the Immortal Court.
Let them know what a stupid decision they made.
"Damn it! The original protagonist today was originally ours!" An immortal from the 73rd plane couldn't help but said, gnashing his teeth with hatred.
"Say less!" An immortal next to him also said gloomily, and the immortal was also very angry.
Even though I knew I would be jealous and even angry if I came today, the immortals from the 73rd plane couldn't help but come.
But after arriving, everyone really couldn't bear it.
Because everything today should originally belong to plane 73!
Looking at the local monks and mortals who are cheering and expecting, waving the flags of the Soaring Dragon and the No. 8 plane, how can they care about themselves at this moment?
"These mortals are so ungrateful. Have they forgotten how we helped them in the past two years?" An immortal from plane 73 couldn't help but muttered.
"The prince who came today and the evil spirit behind him are their enemies. They came here a few months ago and have forgotten about it? How ungrateful!" The immortal kept chattering, with jealousy on his face.
"Ungrateful? What kind of kindness? Even if there is a kindness, it belongs to Mr. Zhao Yuxiao. What does it have to do with you!" Fairy Qirui couldn't help but reprimanded her, especially when she thought of her own lord being isolated by these guys.
At that time, the adults wanted to negotiate for peace, but these guys secretly colluded with the people from the underworld to cause trouble, thinking that the adults and themselves didn't know about it.
After being scolded by Fairy Qirui, the fairy stopped talking.
However, they also noticed that other immortals and demons not far away were smiling at their group.
It was already unbalanced, and everyone became even more angry and aggrieved when they saw this scene.
"Those immortals and demons from other planes are laughing at us!" An immortal couldn't help but said when he saw this.
"Damn it! Fellow Taoist Lu Feng, after the ceremony is over, you must bring what happened today and let those big shots know! I've had enough!"
It was nothing more than being ignored or even laughed at by the local monks at the scene. The group of immortals and even demons from other dimensions who had been under house arrest before, like the bereaved dogs, were all laughing at themselves.
It's bearable, but it's unbearable. It's like my face is burning.
"Okay, first..." Now that I know it's embarrassing, why did I go there earlier? Fairy Qirui was about to say a few words.
However, at this moment, a tsunami-like cheers suddenly erupted from the scene.
"Wow!"
"It's coming, it's coming! Everyone, look to the sky!"
"Wow, so handsome!"
"Wow, it's the evil prince!"
A tyrannical pressure suddenly descended between heaven and earth, and the space was blurred by it, and the flags on the scene could not help but flutter!
At that moment, everyone even felt like they were suffocating and fainting, but it was fleeting.
And looking at the sky, at the end of the red carpet that spreads into the air, the light shines brightly, white and blood shine, which is extremely shocking.
And in this vast glow, a human figure appeared, just like in a movie.
One by one, everyone slowly walked out, more than a hundred people in total.
Everyone knows the leader, he is everyone’s old enemy and old friend, the special envoy of the Blood Court Plane of the Demonic Plane No. 8, Dark Hunter!
After walking out, An Shou moved to the side, and a handsome and charming young man walked out. He was surprised at first, and then changed to a warm smile on his face.