Night, a mysterious name that can give rise to a lot of blind thoughts. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and he is from the Wu clan.

Luan Tian is no stranger to the Wu clan, when he was in the "Emperor Stone Chess", he once witnessed the decisive battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Demon Emperors, and he still remembers the duel.

Since he inexplicably became the "peerless demon emperor", Luan Tian has deeply imprinted the word Wu Clan in his mind. Through the images he saw at the time, he learned that since the ancestors and witches blew themselves up, the witch clan has fallen and collapsed.

I didn't expect that in this Tianjiao sequence battle, I actually saw the figure of the strong man of the Wu clan, and this strong man looks really strong.

In the face of a duel of strong opponents, it is impossible to say that there is no apprehension and no pressure.

The only thing Luan Tian can do is to calm his mind, be calm, and work hard to adjust his state to the peak, so as to ensure that he can give full play to his strength at that time.

In the next few days, in addition to refining demons, he had been studying and cultivating the years of slashing and thundering. These two spells were created by him, and since they were self-created, they largely came from the heart, from the origin of the subconscious, and at critical moments, they may be able to play miraculous effects.

Tianjiao sequence, can be ranked in the top 100, can be said to be the Tianjiao of Tianjiao, if it can be ranked in the front, it can be called the Holy Son of the Holy Son. The day has finally arrived.

The bell of the Wanhualou headquarters rang for a long time, sending out the signal of convening. Luan Tian flew out of the cave, and his state had been maintained at his peak.

At the same time as his figure flew out, the figures of Rama, Hua Ziyu, Yuqing, and Jiang Xuehan also galloped out of their respective caves and flew towards the main hall on the top of the mountain.

In the main hall on the top of the mountain, a fiery red woman was already waiting here, and above him sat Xin Sheng, who had a vicissitudes of life. When Luan Tian stepped into the main hall, Hua Ziyu was already standing in the center of the main hall.

Luan Tian walked into the main hall and looked up, Xin Sheng was exactly the same Xin Zhao who had a relationship with Luan Tian when he returned to the past.

"Senior Brother Xin..."

Luan Tian shouted in his heart, for Xin Zhao, Luan Tian always has awe in his heart, this awe comes from the heart and exists in the deepest part of his heart. And now, hundreds of years later, he is the Xin Sheng of Wanhualou.

The current Xin Sheng and Luan Tian look very different in their memories, Xin Zhao, who fought with Qinglangjun back then, was still a sturdy young man with strong blood, and now he looks a little old middle-aged. Xin Zhao's cultivation is already in the realm of saints, and his majestic and domineering momentum is not the same as that of those years.

A feeling that things are wrong suddenly arises in Luan Tian's heart, and this feeling is extremely wonderful. But the feeling of Xin Zhao is still the same, he will always be the same Senior Brother Xin in his mind.

Xin Sheng seemed to be able to hear Luan Tian's inner call, his eyes opened slightly, and in an instant, two light-like lights enveloped Luan Tian, soft, but full of extremely strong power.

At the same time as seeing Luan Tian, Xin Sheng's gaze was slightly stunned, but then he regained his calm, and his divine sense quickly swept over Luan Tian's body, a smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes again.

Sitting upright under Xin Sheng's drooping hands was a middle-aged woman, dressed in red, like a raging flame, cultivating to the late stage of the Cave Void Realm. It is not difficult to judge that this person should be the owner of Wanhua Building, Huofeng.

It is estimated that it is because of cultivation and nourishment, Huofeng looks like he is only in his early thirties, but he is actually old, and he is not confused.

She is covered in red, with a plain waist, a slender jade neck, skin like clotted fat, and long black hair floating at will behind her head.

Luan Tian stood silently beside Hua Ziyu, and one after another, Rama, Yuqing and Jiang Xuehan entered the hall one after another, and after standing still, they all bowed to the top with their fists.

At this time, Xin Shenghong's bell-like voice came from above:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle for the Tianjiao sequence is once in a hundred years, and the importance does not need to be said by the old man. In this competition, you and the other five people will go out on behalf of my Wanhua Building together with the owner of Huofeng Building, and the old man will personally lead the team. This Tianjiao sequence dispute..."

Speaking of this, Xin Sheng's voice paused slightly, as if he had some concerns.

"This time, it's very important, and it's also full of danger, so you must always be careful, remember, remember."

"In addition, the two elders of the Star Moon Alliance will come to observe this competition in person, and if there is anyone who stands out, there will be a blessing. That's all there is to it, it's all up to your performance on the field, so come with me! ”

After speaking, Xin Sheng got up, and he didn't see any movement from him, and his body naturally floated in the air. He naturally took a wide step, the space under his feet rippled, and with each step, his body was instantly more than ten feet away.

Huo Feng and the other six people followed, and as Xin Sheng flew out of Wanhua Tower, flew out of the Zhongzhou Imperial City, and flew towards the depths of the mountains in the southwest.

Along the way, groups of monks flew to the same place from all directions, ranging from three or two to more than a dozen. Some of them are participating teams from various sects, and some are spectators who went to watch the game, all pointing and talking while walking.

Far away, surrounded by the mountains, a high mountain with a radius of dozens of miles and a majestic vicissitudes of life stands in front of you.

And this peak, there is no peak, the whole summit is flat, like an incomparably wide platform! What's even more surprising is that this platform is suspended above the mountains! It's like it's held up by the clouds! Huisheng pointed at it from afar:

"This is the main arena of the previous Tianjiao sequence battles - Emperor Peak! Your test has arrived. ”

Let's say it, Xin Sheng flicked his sleeves, his body galloped out, and flew in the direction of the Emperor Peak, and the six of them followed closely to keep not falling behind.

The Imperial Peak, overlooking the mountains, naturally exudes a supreme imperial momentum. Luan Tian glanced at it from afar, and there was a little awe in his heart.

"Zhongzhou Imperial City, sure enough, it's extraordinary."

He sighed in his heart that he had followed Xin Sheng to the entrance of a valley. This entrance is very long and narrow, and at this entrance you can already see the whole picture of the Emperor's Peak, and the bottom and surrounding areas are really empty, and the whole mountain peak is floating, as if receiving the attention of the mountains, looking up.

Around the Imperial Peak, surrounded by auspicious clouds, glowing with colorful colors. At the outermost part of the peak, there is a faint light curtain, forming a circle of light curtain walls, surrounding the entire peak.

At the entrance of the valley, a group of people were surrounding a middle-aged man, each holding a jade slip in his hand, and the crowd was crowded.

The middle-aged man's short hair was unkempt, his eyebrows and mustache were grabbed, and his beard covered half of his face. He held a jade wine gourd in his left hand, and with his right hand, he kept taking the jade slip handed over by the monk in front of him, and then crushed it, repeating this action, and shouting loudly in his mouth:

"If you want to participate, come to Dao Ye to sign up quickly! Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I'm annoyed with Daoye! ”

As he spoke, he craned his neck, raised his hand, and took a sip of wine.

Looking behind him, Luan Tian couldn't help but be stunned. Behind him, there were monks who had already signed up, and they flew up one by one, concentrating, picking up their pens and painting!

In fact, life is like a roll of rice paper wrapped in white plain, on which you paint, or write neatly, or scatter and scatter. When the thick ink and light colors are sprinkled with dots, there may be tears in the corners of the eyes.

The paper inkstone that covers the sketch, the elegance of the color that is too late, perhaps, it is not too late, but it is unnecessary,

Life is the way it should be.