However, farming is just the beginning, and Xiang Chen will light up the science and technology tree in the tribe in the future.

Time was in a daze, and soon hundreds of years passed, and the day when the Jiejiao Luotian Festival was about to be held.

If the Holy Trial is a grand event for the outer disciples, then the Luotian Grand Ceremony is a feast for the disciples in the sect.

The inner disciples of major factions in the Jie Sect and the bigwigs of major factions will appear, and even if the deity does not come forward, he will send his clones to the scene.

Xiang Chen also came to his master Fairy Bixiao to report.

There are also hundreds of disciples who are going to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony Competition in Sanxiao Sect. Of course, if you are watching, all the disciples of the Jie Sect can watch.

The twenty-fourth-grade Chaos Green Lotus fossil in the center of the Biyou Holy Island suddenly revived, the mountains with lotus petals and jade-turned rays burst out with colorful rays, and the Lingxi rushing leaves flowed back into the sky, intertwining thousands of miles into the holy emblem of the Jiejiao.

The phantoms of the sage on the seventy-two bronze pillars made a gesture at the same time, compressing the time flow rate of the true realm fairyland to the extreme - in one day, the island had been in the island for a hundred days, opening the curtain of time and space for the once-in-a-million-year-old ritual.

A nine-layer circular temple was lifted from the base of the Qinglian platform, which could accommodate millions of disciples of the Jie Sect.

Countless glass rings on the bottom are floating, and the table is engraved with simplified array patterns of "Ten Abysses" and guarded by the Jie Jiao Tianbing.

There are three thousand floating viewing platforms in the middle level connected by rainbow bridges. Cultivators of all races control divine beasts and travel like weaving. The Qilin tribe paves a bed with auspicious clouds. The Phoenix tribe burns Nirvana fire to condense into a throne of red flames. The middle level can accommodate millions of people.

On the top floor, the chaotic sky curtain hangs in front of the main hall of Biyou Palace, reflecting the battle situation of the heavens in real time. The sword shadow of Zhu Xian who guards the formation hovered at the edge of the light curtain, twisting the scattered killing aura into a dazzling star rain.

There is a lotus holy platform on the top floor, which is where the ceremonies and disciples of the disciples of the Tongtian Sect watch the ceremony.

Disciples from all factions have also appeared one after another

In terms of Sanxiao Gate, Bixiao lineage:

Xiang Chen stepped on the rainbow light transformed by the Nine Dragon Demon Spear and came through the air. The totem of the Nine Killing Divine Soldiers behind him swallowed and spit out chaos. As soon as he landed on the ground, he caused a miniature Green Sky Sword Magic Dao pattern to appear on the green lotus floor tiles under his feet.

The second senior sister Hongli was beside her, wearing a stream of fire gauze, and the lotus steps in her hair were swaying and falling stars. Wherever she passed, strange phenomena of the sea of ​​fire appeared.

In the Yunxiao lineage, thirty-six disciples of the formation cultivator formed a phantom of Hunyuan Jindou and stepped onto the clouds. Each step on the bottom of their feet was a map of the star-fighting formation.

The eldest senior brother Yu Hengzi held the measuring ruler in his hand, and the space where the ruler strap was passed automatically collapsed into a hexagram.

In the Qiongxiao lineage, with the roar of the chariots, eighteen Thunder disciples drove the Kuiniu drum cart and ran across the sky.

The seven treasures and golden silk of this senior sister Nichang were wrapped around the wrist of the shrinking ancient thunder dragon. As the dragon's eyes scanned, the evil spirits of the three monks of the treasure clans cracked on the spot.

Nine thousand-foot-thousand-foot-black black gold dragons tear apart the clouds, and the chaotic thunder light wrapped around the dragon's horns dyed half of the sky into purple-gold.

A dragon clan disciple turned into a human form and stepped down the dragon energy. The magic channel pattern of practicing martial arts appeared on the surface of the dragon scale armor. The dragon clan disciples behind him chanted in unison, and the sound waves shattered the clouds and sky.

Bai Zhanxing walked over with the traditional magic weapon of the White Tiger clan, the Seven Killing Swords. Every step he landed, he opened the Gengjin Sword Jungle and was with many White Tiger clan disciples.

Bai Shiyue, the top genius among the White Tiger Clan, is even more fierce. She carried the head of the Nine Infant Clan, which was refined with armored beasts, and the poisonous mist that was spit out when the head was hissed was actually assimilated into a platinum sword rain by the evil aura.

The geniuses of the Phoenix Clan descended on the phoenix chariot condensed by the Lihuo of the Southern Ming Dynasty. When the tail feathers spread out, nine miniature suns hung in the air, burning the stones into glass.

All the disciples accompanying him wore colorful feather clothes, and the Nirvana fire flowing between the feather clothes automatically repaired the space that was shattered by the dragon's savage.

Many monks who practice magical magic control the Yellow Turban Powerful Puppet array, and the core of the puppet is embedded with a power furnace for compressing stars to refine.

Thirty-six thousand magic weapons parts flew out from Gongshu Mo's sleeves in the weapon refining faction. The parts were reorganized in the air into the god-killing mechanism beast recorded in the Book of Lu Ban. The surface of the mechanism beast was burned with the immortal trapping pattern passed down by Qin Tianjun.

The Nine Infants clan stepped on the bone boat made of the corpse of the nine-headed giant snake, and the poisonous miasma spewed by the snake's head condensed into a corrupt soul barrier.

Among them, the disciple Yin Mu is even more bizarre, with chaotic souls of gods and demons parasitized between their hair. When the soul shadow passes by, the plants and trees on the edge of the viewing platform instantly gray.

There are also representative figures of many factions among the human race, including Mo Daoping, the genius of Dharma cultivation, Li Xuandao, who are all among the top 100 people on the list of genius of all races.

Qin Tianjun stood in the center of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the four killing swords interlaced into the Judgment Eye, scanning the fate of all the disciples.

Qingchen Daojun swung his whisk lightly, and when the green lotus under his feet bloomed, three thousand small world phantoms appeared on the edge of the arena for the disciples to temporarily understand.

Fairy Bixiao jumped out the most and shot Lihuoju at Xiang Chen with a blink of an eye: "Xiao Chenzi, Taiyi Immortal Lord Xiaotian Territory Group must enter the top 100, otherwise hum."

Xiang Chen patted his chest and said, "Absolutely into the top twenty!"

The body of the Rainbow Clan monk transforms into a rainbow body, reflecting seventh clones in the arena area, and each clone holds magic weapons of different attributes.

The cockroach tribe genius appeared in the nine tribulations of the genius of thousands of feet, and the Taoist patterns that naturally grew on the carapace were only three inches of the sword energy of Zhu Xian.

The young Titan giant spirit arrived on the shoulders of the mountain, and a demon caravan in the city on the top of the mountain was protruding to sell healing pills.

As the earthquake sounded from the giant sword of the East Star Emperor, many arenas rose at the same time.

"Welcome to all the holy masters!"

The Emperor of Dongxing spoke loudly.

Suddenly, all the disciples' eyes gathered on the lotus platform above.

Figures suddenly appeared on the twenty-fourth-grade lotus platforms above.

There is Master Yunxiao who is wearing a plain white Bagua Taoist robe and a simple and beautiful face.

A round of eight-colored aura of law energy aura suddenly appeared behind her, and she was extremely sacred.

A chaotic vortex suddenly cracked in the center of the twenty-fourth-grade lotus platform, and a glossy seven-treasure tree with a glossy color broke out of the air.

What hangs between the branches is not the leaves, but the four great fruits of "wealth, companion, law, and earth" condensed into entities.

The figure sitting upright at the top of the tree canopy is covered with a gilded Wanbao cassock. Every weaving pattern on the surface of the cassock is an innate restriction of flowing. When the cuffs are rolled up, a torrent of magic weapons like a galaxy pours out.

Dinghaizhu turned into a star chain and wrapped around the wrist bones, the phantom of the Hunyuan gold doll spiraled into a top at the fingertips, and even the other wooden hairpins in the bun were made of half a piece of Zhuxian Sword.

His face seemed to be covered by a hazy glow, but he could see the shadow of the shops in the vertical pupils between his eyebrows.

When his eyes swept across the arena, all the disciples' storage magic weapons trembled and resonated, as if the Wanbao was on the sect.

The lotus platform under the foot turns into a treasure pot. What floats in the pot is not clear water, but liquid chaotic crystal marrow. Each drop reflects the prosperous business scene of different universes.

Taoist Tianbao, the senior brother of the saints of Jie Sect!

He is also known as the richest saint in the world. He has four great luck and opportunities, and his luck is so great.

Suddenly, the twenty-eight constellations star maps appeared in the sky, and the phantoms of star officials such as the horned wood dragon, Kui Mulang, etc., bowed their heads at the same time.

A golden light droops from the Beidou pivot, and the space where it passes condenses into amber-shaped crystals.

When the crystals collapsed, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit descended on the tamed star wreckage. Each feather on the crown of the Seven Phoenix on her head came from the feathers of the saint's combat power-level feathers.

The Zhoutian Star Doulang she wore was made of the ashes of robbery as the foreground and the chen sand as the weft. When she walked, the area swept across the corner of the robe automatically evolved into the appearance of Luohu Jitu.

The dragon and tiger jade Ruyi, who was holding the left palm, was now breathing in the Chaos Thunder Pool, but her right fingertips were holding a golden lotus that was about to bloom - the lotus heart sealed the half-way purple aura of heaven that was intercepted during a large number of disasters.
Chapter completed!