After being resettled, Zhang Qing and his group seemed to be forgotten, neither ordinary monks nor people from the Yanshan faction came to disturb them, including Qi Hu, who had some friendship with several people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it just so happens that Zhang Qing doesn't care at all, it's best to have someone to make friends with, and it doesn't matter if you don't.

A few days passed in a hurry, and there were more and more visitors from the Yanshan faction. Soon it was the appointed day, and all the people who received the invitation also came to the world.

Until this day, a majestic and powerful voice spread throughout the entire Yanshan area: "The Yanshan Pai Qing Pai Ceremony begins today, and all the guests are invited to Yanshan for a while."

"It's finally begun!"

"There are so many people this time, it's a once-in-a-millennium encounter!"

"This is my prosperous era in the Southern Regions!"

"I heard that this Yanshan Sect ceremony is meaningful!"

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At this moment, I don't know how many people breathed a sigh of relief, and the long-awaited ceremony was finally about to begin.

But then it was not to set off for the real Yanshan, accompanied by countless discussions.

Some started with emotion, some were excited by the grand scene, and some vaguely smelled a little wind. Of course, it is more about how to open up the horizons next, and with the status of the Yanshan faction, there will be a link to show the momentum.

Most people are immersed in a boiling noise, and only a few know what kind of storm is brewing under the clouds of joy!!

"Let's go!" Zhang Qing opened his long-closed eyes, and there was something crystal flickering in them.

When the three of them went out, they could clearly distinguish the location of Yan Shan, because the violent mana fluctuations were the same as the signal source, which was impossible to ignore.

At this time, there were already fast-moving monks who rose into the air, and when Zhang Qing and the three of them came to the sky, they found countless monks densely spread all over the sky.

As the minimum threshold for invitation, the ghost fairyland can already travel in the sky, even if there are some juniors who come to meet the world, they can also find elders to carry.

Therefore, the scene at this time is quite spectacular, this is a wonder that only belongs to the world of monks.

I saw that the sky was full of light, and even the light of the rising sun was taken away. One by one, the legendary immortals drove the clouds and swords, and groups of three or five gathered from everywhere, forming a stream of people in the sky.

Just as ants joined the ant path, individual individuals gradually gathered together, forming a group, forming a group, forming a flow of people.

Like a river flowing into the sea, all these flows eventually converge together, and gradually have the scale of the ocean.

This is a sea of people and a sea of immortals. It is estimated that many people have never seen such a battle in their lives, and may not even have thought about such a scene.

Hundreds of thousands of ordinary people gathered together, and they still have the momentum to shake the mountains and rivers, so what about the hundreds of thousands of monks who are regarded as immortals?

At this time, whether you are a true immortal or a faction, there is only endless shock in your heart.

Taking this opportunity, I believe that countless people will understand and be in awe of the strength of the Yanshan Sect.

Take Zhang Qing as an example, he doesn't know what other people think at this time, he only knows that his whole person has been in shock and has not yet come to his senses.

This is the biggest pomp he has ever seen in his life, and any rally, speech, and even military parade are weak.

In the midst of such a spectacular collective, you can really feel your own insignificance, as if individual courage must give way to collective strength.

Zhang Qing took a deep breath and had to admit that he was shocked, he had never thought of the scene in front of him.

It's madness, it's the most powerful baptism.

But soon, his gaze looked through the crowd and saw the place in the middle, the place where the mana fluctuated.

One by one, the Taoist people sat upright, especially the middle one was very conspicuous. He sat alone, and no one even dared to approach.

This is fear, but also respect, Zhang Qing just looked at the expressions of the people around him, and knew what was going on.

This is a very handsome Taoist, who has not yet reached old age and is full of middle age. It seems to be standing at the intersection of the timeline, that is, it has an unaging face, and it has the connotation of time accumulation.

It seemed that Zhang Qing had been staring for too long, or for some other reason, the Taoist in the middle suddenly moved his eyelids a few times, and then looked at Zhang Qing with a look like substance in his eyes.

In an instant, a powerful pressure came, which was simply terrifying, not from the crushing of strength, but just the feeling of pressure brought by the gap in divine consciousness.

But fortunately, the pressure was only a matter of moments, and soon the eyes on him were taken away.

It wasn't until his eyes left him that Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole person relaxed. There is still horror in his eyes that has not faded, this is definitely a master beyond imagination, just a look can kill his own existence.

After a few hard breaths, he barely returned to normal, Zhang Qing, who was already cautious, was a little more cautious, and now it is not his turn to be arrogant, and the masters among the monks are endless, and they need to maintain a heart of awe.

Zhang Qing was obviously not the only one who was treated by this, and the environment that was still a little noisy just now instantly quieted down, and the monks were more honest than anyone else, and they didn't say a word.

"Ladies and gentlemen, sit on your own merits, please."

Just when everyone was panicking, another monk who looked younger and bigger next to the Taoist suddenly spoke.

Before Zhang Qing could figure out what he meant, he heard someone exclaim: "It's Master Yan!"

This is the head of the Yanshan faction, Zhang Qing's wooden light drive swept over, and then he was surprised to find that Qi Huzheng, who had not seen him for many days, was honestly sitting next to the head of the Yanshan faction.

Slightly surprised, Zhang Qing's eyes paused, and said secretly: "It seems that this guy is not as simple as an ordinary deacon."

This is also understandable, now that I think about it, the original Yanshan Sect disciple was really eager for Qi Hu, and it was not like treating ordinary people.

These thoughts were just momentary things, and they were quickly forgotten by Zhang Qing for the time being. At this time, the Yanzhang door said that he was sitting by virtue of his strength, and finally showed his stubble.

It turned out that from the middle, an invisible pressure shrouded in, and every step forward needed to bear more pressure, so the seats were quickly divided by strength, the strong stepped forward, and the weak fell behind.

It's really a naked power, but it's also a rare fairness. Zhang Qing and Li Li glanced at each other before saying, "Go!"

(To be continued.) )