The system of separation of powers proposed by the Ghost District was unanimously approved by the Allies in a voice of approval. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info So at the swearing-in ceremony, this not-so-small episode finally came to an end.

The Son of Ruthless Heaven retreated to the side in a complicated mood, and the Ghost District did not need the herald to do it for him, and personally named the name of the next oath-taker, the Jiluo Mountain Spirit Scout.

Since Ling Xuanluo has already ascended to the platform, there is no need to go down. I saw him hiding his body with that seven-foot high, standing on the platform like a jade peak, and everyone could have enough thoughts to look at this young man who was heroic and called himself an immortal.

The name Ling Xuanluo, in fact, they have heard of it for a long time. Even if these people are scattered in the Six Realms, the Immortal Clan used the terrifying Returning Ruins Spring to try out a Liuxian at the Tongxian Ceremony held in Penglai this year, and he is still from the famous Jiluo Mountain, but everyone knows it.

Although everyone is no stranger to the name of Lingxuanluo, what is unexpected is that this fairy, who has been rumored to be miraculous by the people in the rivers and lakes, is so young and handsome, and at the same time assumes the important position of the commander of the three armies of the only army of the immortal clan, the Jiluo Mountain Spirit Scout Army.

A young man who has just come out, it seems that he has not even grown a few beards, can he really command thousands of troops and kill enemies on the battlefield? He doesn't have a passion to save the world, but in fact he is just a useless vase. If that's the case, the immortal clan's face will be lost.

In the countless gazes cast by the Dao, Ling Xuanluo could feel the appreciation contained in it, but what he hid more was still questioning, so he pressed the hilt of the Jiaoqiu sword with his hand, smiled coldly and majestically, and said, "Comrades of the Condor Alliance, Xuanluo is polite. Jiluo Mountain was founded 500 years ago, and the founder was my aunt Xi Mutong. Her original intention of establishing this mountain was to save the mountain people who lost their homes because of the fighting between Ji Xuanyuan and Chiyou Yuanshen on Cangyao Mountain. Who knew that at the beginning of the construction of the hill, it was invaded by the demon clan, which almost caused the collapse of the five mountains and the destruction of the human world. In order to learn the lesson of this blood, and in view of the serious lack of resources of the immortal army, with the great assistance of the bamboo tree spirit in the mountain, she used the elves generated by bamboo leaves to build an army as solid as copper walls, which is for today's spirit boy army.

"Since then, in Jiluo Mountain, there are not only the Nine Palaces Spiral Star Array designed by Xi Muxian, and the Sixteen Heaven and Earth Spine Beast Array to defend the human world, but also under the Pearl Peak, there are also Spirit Scout Army evolved from 100,000 bamboo leaf spirit children, after day and night drills, they have practiced the sand roar bamboo bow formation that can go thousands of miles to kill the enemy. Five hundred years have passed, and my spirit boy scouts have been so vigorous that they have not dared to slack off for a day. They are always on standby, so that they can enter the Eagle Roaring Valley of Xuanyuan Mountain as they do today, swear an oath with their allies, form a united front, and jointly resist the strong enemy. ”

Jiluo Mountain was founded by Xi Mutong, the former immortal head of the immortal clan, and it is the real military strength of the immortal clan, and I am afraid that everyone present knows about it.

But what puzzled these people the most was why Xi Mutong was hung by the current Immortal Head Jinshu Saint? Although the Jinshu Saint has the name of Hualiu Immortal, he has no military power and no formation, so what can he really do for the immortal clan?

As soon as Ling Xuanluo's voice fell, this question lingered in everyone's hearts again, and there was even that good thing, so he asked directly.

Jin Shusheng and his Huashan disciples, who were less than a thousand people, had been arrogantly standing at the front of the immortal phalanx, but at this time, he suddenly wanted to remove the end, and the cold sweat on his forehead was layer after layer.

(To be continued.) )