The entire Biyou Palace suddenly sounded the crackling sound of ancient tortoise shells rubbing.

At the edge of the twenty-fourth-grade lotus platform, the void appeared as if it was gnawed by an invisible giant mouth.

The turtle claws covered with innate Bagua patterns were first poked out from the cracks. The tip of the claws gently scratched the wrinkles of the Qianli space, revealing the black tortoise shell body carrying the inscription of Luoshu.

Ninety-nine compound eyes suddenly opened on the carapace, and each eyeball reflected the rise and fall of the sect sect of different timelines.

When all eyes are focused, the humanoid appearance of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit stepped out of the cracks in the carapace - the green robe and wide sleeves are embroidered with a living river pattern.

The yarrow hairpin inserted obliquely between the hair bun continues to grow and wither, and even breathing and breathing has the rhythm of the number of great things.

The strangest thing is the Holy Holy Lock wrapped around her neck, and the other end of the chain disappeared from the current dimension of time and space.

The Tongtian Sect Master personally passed on his disciple, the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit!

Twenty-four Dinghai Beads suddenly jumped out of the long river of time and space, and the innate god and demon soul suppressed in the bead let out an unwilling roar.

These pearls did not return to their master's hands, but collided and exploded over the lotus platform, and the bursting chaotic energy condensed into the black tiger's magic image.

Amid the sound of the tiger's roar, Zhao Xuantan rode the black jade unicorn and stepped on the line of cause and effect, and the dragon rope tied around his waist and coiled strips to roar the soul of the Hongmeng Ancestral Dragon.

The money crown he wore on the head kept sprinkling copper rust that could defile the innate spiritual treasures, but the hem of the black Taoist robe was stained with the blood evil unique to the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The most fascinating thing is the double pupils - the left eye is like the God of Wealth, and the right eye is as silent as a catastrophe, symbolizing that it is at the same time holding the two powers of heavenly powers of "gathering treasures" and "scattering wealth".

Disciple of the Tongtian Sect Leader, Zhao Xuantan!

The lotus platform suddenly shines, but it is not the ray of rays, but countless dead lines. These white silk threads are intertwined into cocoons, and the auditory of the worship of thousands of immortals in the Jie Cult is heard from the cocoons.

When the first ray of morning light penetrates the cocoon shell, the figure of the Virgin Mary slowly and clearly is like a reflection in the water.

The simple white Taoist clothes are not stained with dust, and each fold of the corners of the clothes seems to be a large number of unhealed injuries. What hung on the waist is not a jade pendant, but a treasure Six Soul Banner.

Her face seemed to be covered by mist, and only the innate Taoist species on her neck as a necklace was clearly visible.

The lotus petals that step by barefoot will automatically derive from the vortex of the rebirth, as if they are ready to return themselves and all things to nothing at any time.

When his eyes swept towards the ring, a sigh of grief sounded deep in the souls of all the disciples - their whole mood would become depressed and could influence others' pessimism.

Wudang Saint, a female saint who has been depressed all year round, has a faint sorrow between her eyebrows, which makes people feel sad and depressed.

The saints and masters of the Jie Sect are constantly appearing. The saints of the White Tiger Clan are also the Xisu Tiger Saints of the Jie Sect.

There is also Zhang Yuanbai, one of the famous plague gods of infinity of heaven.

There is also the fairy who was the first ray of clouds in the world, Fairy Caiyun, who was also Sanxiao’s best friend.

The saints from the Golden-winged Great Plug clan, the winged Saint, as well as the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, the Star Lord of Fire De, the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, etc., are appearing one after another, and the explosion of strange phenomena in the world is shocking.

It is difficult for a group of galaxies to appear at the level of a saint in heaven and earth, but at this moment, one saint after another appears one after another.

Everyone here, the world outside, is a terrifying figure who can make countless universes shake.

After many saints appeared, they stood quietly, without sitting down or communicating, as if waiting for someone.

The saints were all quiet, and all the introductory disciples of the Jie Sect present dared not speak, at least they dared not speak in words, and at most they could communicate with each other.

The twenty-fourth-grade Chaos Green Lotus Platform suddenly fell into absolute static, and the precious light flowing on the surface of the lotus petals was as if it was smoothed out by an invisible big hand.

All the laws and phenomena that boiled around the saints solidified at the same time - Fairy Yunxiao's aura of the great way shattered into eight-color ice crystals, the torrent of the magic weapons of Taoist Tianbao hovered into a galaxy amber, and even the Taoist seeds of the Virgin Virgin's neck stopped pulsing.

"Welcome to Master."

Fairy Bixiao took the lead in bending his waist, sweeping across the lotus platform with wide sleeves, stirring up countless chaotic ripples.

Millions of disciples saw that her hair was spontaneously tied into a pilgrimage bun on her hair. The Lihuo jujube wood hairpin that had been inserted obliquely all year round was automatically straightened, and her eyes were filled with fanatical respect.

The foundation of the entire Biyou Palace suddenly became transparent, revealing the long river of disasters surging below. Every drop of the river was broken and the wreckage of the universe was now stepped into a step by some kind of existence. When the first footsteps came:

"Click!"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother's Zhoutian Star Floor Breaking Breaking Breaking the Fate Rift, and then healed automatically. Zhao Xuantan's Dragon Binding Rope suddenly disintegrated on its own, and the Saint Lock on the neck of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother trembled wildly - all the saints protecting treasures are warning!

Seven rainbow bridges hang down from the nine levels of heaven, and the bridge body is condensed from the Taoist patterns of "Huangting".

When the rainbow light touched the center of the lotus platform, three thousand and six hundred collapsed singularities appeared in the void.

Each singularity is exhaling the grand scene of Jiejiao of different eras, and finally collapses into a seven-treasure garland hanging down beside the visitor.

The moment the leader of Tongtian appeared, the entire true realm of immortals sounded like a broken spine sounded - this world is adapting to his dimension of existence.

I saw that he was handsome and mighty, his face was twenty and like eternal, his Dharma was connected to the sky like a huge star, and his vertical pupils reflected the immature appearance of the saints before they became enlightened.

The chaotic purple aura flowed on the left cheek, and a large number of catastrophe thunders that ended the catastrophe were floating on the right cheek.

The bridge of the nose is like a bridge of heaven and earth that is supported by Buzhou ridges. Every time you breathe, it seems to contain the charm of the great way of heaven and earth.

Wearing a plain Taoist robe condensed by the power of the basic heaven and earth, the area swept through the hem of the clothes when walking will fluctuate and distort nothingness-

It was a conceptual vacuum that was completely erased by the way of intercepting. What hung around the waist was not a jade pendant, but a wind chime composed of four miniature Zhuxian swords. Each sword sound was enough to make the soul of a strong man in the saint realm sting.

When his eyes fell, all the saints groaned at the same time.

The Hunyuan gold bucket in the palm of Fairy Yunxiao automatically overturned, the aura of Taoist Tianbao was shattered even thinner, and the depression of the Virgin Virgin was forcibly reversed into excitement - this is the absolute suppression of the authority level of the Heavenly Dao.

"Meet the leader!"

Millions of inner disciples of the Jie Cult kneeled down on one knee, and the green lotus floor tiles made a neat roar, and the sounds aroused when kowtowed shattered the clouds.

The dragon clan genius in the front row had a crack in the scales and armor, and the white tiger cultivator had bleeding in his seven orifices, but no one dared to wipe it. Even Xiang Ergou had a feeling of depression like suffocation and was almost dying. The existence of the Tongtian Sect Master itself was testing the hearts of sentient beings.

The leader raised his hand and pressed it softly, and all the collapsed singularities suddenly disappeared.

The bursting chaos origin energy condensed into a glimmer of vitality in the dome of Biyou Palace, and the broken knees of those disciples who bowed too hard automatically healed.

"Let's get started."

The sound does not come from the ears, but is directly heard in the depths of the saints' souls.
Chapter completed!