Luan Tian flashed his eyes towards the crowded crowd, and saw a huge tree growing behind the bearded middle-aged man! This tree is verdant all over, the umbrella-like canopy branches and leaves are unusually luxuriant, there is not a single miscellaneous leaf, the height is not tens of thousands of zhang, straight to the sky, raise your head, you can't see the top of the tree!

The monks who surrounded the bearded middle-aged man handed the jade slip held high in their hands to him, and after the bearded man got the jade slip, he immediately crushed the jade slip. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Every time he crushed a jade slip, the tree behind him shook slightly, as if it had grown taller again.

Luan Tian spread all his divine consciousness into the tree, and was shocked to find countless monks floating beside the tree! They all kept a certain distance from the leaves, as if they were afraid of contact. And in each hand, each person holds a brush and concentrates on painting on the leaves!

The higher you look, the sparser the foliage becomes, and the fewer people are painting.

Those who can sign up for the battle of the Tianjiao sequence will definitely have reached the level of the Cave Void Realm above the cultivation level. Flying to a certain height is by no means difficult for these people.

But the monk who was painting by the tree at this time looked extremely difficult. Some of them had painful expressions, some were obviously supporting themselves, and some of their robes were soaked with sweat.

More of them have reached the limit, falling down like fallen leaves, and a few fell to the ground, in an embarrassed posture, and caused a burst of laughter from the people around them.

Luan Tian knew that this painting was by no means as simple as it seemed, and at this time, Xin Sheng's voice sounded in his ears:

"This person is a disciple of the Star Moon Alliance, named Mao Mao Daoren, and he is in charge of the registration of the Tianjiao Sequence Competition."

"You and the others wrote the information such as the name, sect, and cultivation into the jade slip and handed it to him. Then he took a brush from the stone table behind him, flew up the tree, and chose a leaf to paint. ”

"Remember, fly as high as you can! Draw as long as you want, paint as much as you like! This will directly determine your position in the competition... ”

Huofeng, Luan Tian and the others obeyed the instructions, each took out a blank jade slip from the storage bag, clicked their fingertips sharply, entered the information into the jade slip, and then flew forward, holding the jade slip high, and squeezed into the crowd.

At this time, the rough voice of the Maomao Daoist sounded in the valley again:

"Sign up! If you want to participate, come to me and sign up! Remember, you can only draw with a pen in your hand, and it is strictly forbidden to use any magic weapons, and violators will be disqualified! Don't blame Dao Ye for not reminding you! ”

As he spoke, Mao Mao poured a few more sips of wine on his neck, and some of the wine spilled down his beard to his chest. He didn't wipe it, his right hand flashed sharply, and a few jade slips turned into powder in his hands, and several people walked quickly behind him, picked up a brush, and flew up.

One after another, more monks' jade slips were crushed, and the registration was successful. The jade slips of Luan Tian and the other six people were also crushed by Mao Mao Dao people one after another. At the moment when Yu Jian was crushed, Luan Tian felt a shock in his heart, and an old voice sounded in his ears:

"Tianjiao sequence, the registration is successful! Take a millimeter, paint on the blue sea floating tu, according to the flight altitude and painting time, the ranking, only use the pen to paint! Cheating, chase!! ”

Only then did Luan Tian know that it turned out that the green tree was not a tree, but a tree called Bihai Futu.

The hardest part of painting is to draw as you like! It is difficult to draw the skin of the tiger and the bones, and it is difficult to draw the bones, because the bones are always hidden in the innermost.

What about drawing hearts? For some people, it is even more difficult to draw the heart, but for some people, what is drawn is the heart.

Imprint this heart on the blue sea floating slaughter.

"Painting on this..."

Luan Tian muttered and turned his head to look at the people around him. In addition to the five people who came from Wanhualou around him, there were also several contestants from other sects, and their expressions were all stunned to varying degrees.

It seemed that they had heard the same old voice that echoed in their ears. In fact, this is not difficult to understand, and it is also the fairness of the game.

Luan Tian no longer hesitated, dodged behind Mao Mao Daoren, reached out and took a pen from the stone table, looked up at the blue sea floating slaughter that could not be seen, and flew up.

At the moment of jumping, Luan Tian realized that this painting was indeed much more difficult than he imagined. Speaking of this climbing height, it is indeed not difficult for the Cave Void Realm cultivator to fly to a certain height.

But that, after all, is to fly as you like, the flight altitude is limited, and you can use magic weapons, flying machines and the like, not blindly climbing.

This time is different, not only can you not use any magic weapons, but you also need to continue to climb in one breath until you reach the limit of cultivation. This is not only a test of body law, but also perseverance, the strength of the dantian, and the supplement of aura, which is a comprehensive consideration!

After flying, Luan Tiancai suddenly realized that there was something else that could not be ignored in this blue sea floating slaughter! As the figure floats up, after getting close to the blue sea floating tu, you will find that there are trees! Each of these leaves, which looked like leaves in the distance, turned out to be flat caves!

The space of each cave is large enough for three people to enter, but only one person can enter. At the entrance of each cave, a stone slab resembling a tombstone is placed. On the stone walls around each cave, there are countless statues of Arhats and monsters carved on top of each other, and each statue actually has a backlit appearance!

These statues are hideous, although lifeless, but there is a steady stream of Sanskrit singing from their mouths, this Sanskrit singing, people feel depressed, feel suffocated, feel the blood surging, upset.

At the same time, an extremely strong pressure emanated from the cave, and from top to bottom, the flying monks were pressed to the ground.

If you want to fly, you must withstand the coercion of the blue sea floating slaughter in this Sanskrit singing. Luan Tian looked up again, and above, there were dense caves one after another, I don't know how many.

Flying all the way up from the ground, in the first few floors, there are no monks in sight, no one will choose to paint at such a low place, and they can't afford to lose it! What's more, the coercion of the first few layers is indeed relatively small.

At this time, Luan Tian had risen to a height of more than ten zhang, and the coercion at this time was already very strong, and some monks around him gradually stopped painting here. Luan Tian found that the higher he went, the smaller the cave area became, and the sound of Sanskrit singing from inside was larger.

This means that the higher you fly, the more difficult the painting will be completed under the interference. At this time, Luan Tian found another detail, it turned out that the stone tablets blocked at the entrance of the cave were all numbered.

Each stele was marked with a number, and where he was at the moment, the stele number was more than a thousand.

"I still have to...

Luan Tian mentioned the qi of the dantian again, and the three dantians surged at the same time, and the cloud body method was fully exerted, and it climbed up more than ten zhang. Around, the number of monks who stopped painting gradually increased.

Luan Tian only felt that the coercion under his head was like a small mountain, and he wanted to hide in the cave in front of him immediately, maybe in this way, he could not carry this heavy coercion, but he couldn't.

At this time, the Sanskrit chanting coming out of the cave can no longer be called Sanskrit chanting, but a roaring roar. This voice makes people unable to calm down, and makes people involuntarily bored and manic.

"You can go up again!"

Luan Tian's eyes were glowing with a strange red...