The next day, countless heroic monks in the East China Sea gathered together, and the ancestors and heroes from all walks of life. The Tianjian Conference, which was held every century, was held on Tianjian Peak!

The core content of yesterday had already been discussed, and Zhen Chi also reported the situation. Junwei, Cheng Shuang, Xu Fan, was speechless. Was he turtled? Cheng Shuang looked at the sarcastic sarcasm of other sects, and his face turned blue and white!

Once the Formation Sect is classified within a radius of thousands of miles of Yuanzhen Mountain, even if the Formation Sect does not have the idea of ​​chaotic disputes in the Middle Earth and East China Sea, many sects will exclude him!

Now there is only one thing to do, that is, the inheritance of the Formation Sect. A sect has no resources, no territory, and no spirit stones. What is terrible is that there is no successor, and what is terrible is that the inheritance is cut off. As long as the Formation Sect inheritance continues for a day, no one should attack the Formation Sect. No one dares to let the two words Formation Sect be removed from the Immortal Dream Continent!

Huangfu Xinjian stood above. Many ancestors would not come out on such occasions. The god-transforming cultivators were just right. "The Heavenly Sword Conference will be held in a hundred years. You can participate at will. The top ten can enter the Tianjian Pavilion to watch the remains of his predecessors. Among them, there are not only those who cultivate the mind of the sword, but also the top ten can get a flying sword in the mysterious grade of my Tianjian Sect!"

He waved his sleeves lightly, and ten flying swords suddenly floated in the air, colorful. Zhou Liang looked up and saw that he was very generous, all of them were top-grade Xuan-level, and there were even a few flying swords among them. Even the old man Jubao had some reactions, saying that he might have been spiritual!

Since your Tianjian Sect wants to promote yourself as the number one sect, and since you are struggling with detachment and power, then I can't blame me.

With a gentle smile, he was the first to come forward, folding his hands together, "I wonder if the ancestor Huangfu, is the little monk qualified?"

"Of course, I am qualified. If there is a Golden Pill Demon General who thinks he is enough to fight against the Nascent Soul Demon King monk, you can also participate!" Old Ancestor Huangfu smiled faintly at Zhou Liang and announced this to the thousands of Golden Pill Cultivators behind him!

While the crowd was in full swing, Huangfu Xinjian said again, "The top 100 cultivators can also be registered. The sect leader has already made a statement. This sect will also receive rewards, and my Tianjian Sect will also give rewards accordingly!"

What a big deal, Jun Wei sat above, and turned into blood rain next to him, Huangfu Xinjian, Gu Congshuang, Gu Conghan, Yan Wuyan, Mo Danchong, Qingniu, Huanshu, Wushou, Tianjizi, Guitian, Wujizhou, Phantom Demon Master and others have different expressions and their own plans in their hearts!

How many old friends and enemies, Zhou Liang looked up lightly. Fifteen years ago, the ruins of the sea god, Wu Jiuzhou, Prisoning the Sky, the leader of the Phantom Demon Sect, Qingniu, Tianjizi, I exploded and died without anyone. The little Confucius used the Heavenly Soul Gathering Array to regain my soul, the treasure Taoist used the God King's Golden Essence to reshape my body, and the Great Buddha Condensed Buddhist scriptures and faith in the incense melted my flesh and blood!

The heart was pounding, and it was so violent that his hands were hidden in the white cassock and trembled involuntarily. Many magical powers in the "Beast Control Sutra" handed down by the ancestors were now available to use. Even if they met a green bull, they would not be able to die. They looked at everyone coldly and slowly retreated!

There was one person in the prison sky, the prisoner was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Seeing Zhou Liang's eyes, he sneered in his heart. There were no less than dozens of people who signed up for the Nascent Soul monks. He gently echoed in the ear of Qin Tian. Qin Tian smiled slightly, Qin Tian flew in front of Qin Tian and said loudly.

"Everyone, today's Tianjian Conference is held. How about this first stop for me, Prisoner and this little monk to come and cheer up?" Prisonererer smiled coldly, which could be regarded as a shocking tiger. Even if there are no Mahayana cultivators in the Prisonererer, he is also one of the eight major forces in the East China Sea!

Huangfu Xinjian glanced at Qiutian indifferently and sneered in his heart. Are you going to show his might as well as the opening? Looking at Zhou Liang's joking eyes, it's okay, so that I can see the magical powers of Buddhism outside the realm!

"Who are you?" Zhou Liang stood in the middle of the venue, surrounded by thousands of monks. He smiled disdainfully, "Don't come up and die!"

"I'm in the prisoner of the Heavenly Que!" The prisoner respectfully clasped his fists. There were so many people, but he still needed etiquette. He was young and had practiced such a state of cultivation around 40 years old. He was also considered a genius monk. "Little monk, can you accept the challenge of my Nascent Soul?"

"You are not worthy!" Zhou Liang clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, monks will not lie!" With a wave of his hand, a huge poisonous son flew out from his eyebrows!

"Great Poison!"

"Here!" Ju Duzi said respectfully, his face a little pale. He also saw a child in the mustard seed space. The child's methods were real, and it was real... Whenever he thought of Ju Duzi, he had the urge to die!

"This person wants to fight me. Are you qualified?" He said coldly as he looked at the angry words of Prisoner opposite. The giant poisonous son looked up at the prisoner opposite. His eyes were full of cold light. His current life was completely in Zhou Liang's hands. If it was worthless, it would be useless for Zhou Liang to stay. It must be proved that my giant poisonous son is valuable!

"Not worthy!" Giant Poison looked at the Prisoner coldly. "Since you want to take action, let's fight with me first. If I lose, it will be my master's turn!"

Not only Huangfu Xinjian, but even the people above felt incredible. It is not impossible for a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul to subdue the late stage of the Demon Infant. However, it is extremely difficult to be so obedient. Is this guy who has the top magic weapon or secret technique to control others?

The green bull's eyes narrowed slightly. For some reason, he always felt like a citrus on this little novice monk. This feeling was very light and thick, and it was hard to explain it clearly, but this person had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't figure it out in his mind!

"This person is strange!" There was some guess in my mind. Qingniu was no ordinary person who could plot against the ancestor of Wan Beasts. Since someone stood up, just look carefully!

"You are not worthy!" These three words were spoken by monks who did not lie, which made the face of Guiqin blush and white. If it weren't for the fact that his Guitiansuo had already taken action, the giant poisonous son turned around and half-kneeled towards Zhou Liang and said, "Master, this person is from Guitianque. Please retreat and see how I can conquer him!"

Zhou Liang smiled and patted Giant Poison on the shoulder. Giant Poison felt aroused his spirits. The prisoner was surrounded by spiritual power. Guitian nodded slowly. In terms of magical powers, Guitianque was naturally powerful, but Giant Poison was in the late stage of the Demon Infant. After all, the two of them fought, life and death were unpredictable.

Looking at Zhou Liang again, he seemed not worried at all. He ran to Zeng Qiying, and his tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he went to promote Buddhist techniques. Gu Congshuang Gu and Conghan showed a cold light in his eyes. Jun Wei couldn't help but smile, "Two sisters, this little monk is not only shameless, but also lustful!"

"If this person was not from outside the domain, my sisters would have let him know what a hundred flowers are!" Gu Congshuang said softly, already a little angry.

"Your ancestor is angry!" Zhou Liang looked at the sixth route, looked at Gu Congshuang and the others, and ran to Mi Xue. Wu Jiuzhou's face turned pale!

I really don’t want to be a slut, and monks don’t lie, I bah! Even Wu Jiuzhou, who has always been ruthless, cursed in his heart!

(There may be another chapter tonight. If not, forget it.)
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