The galaxies in the central star sea are generally much larger than those in the outer star sea, and the new galaxies occupied by the human race are no exception. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info However, compared to the galaxy occupied by the gods and demons, the new galaxy of the human race can only be regarded as a small galaxy. Although the Nova Galaxy was relatively small, for the Terran Radiant Sun Realm cultivators who could only inhabit the constellation all year round, the Nova Galaxy was incomparably huge, and there was no one who did not rejoice in it. Build pavilions and palaces, arrange guardian formations, and open Chenjing ore veins...... The Terran monks were busy in the new star river.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Terran monks who have made some arrangements for the new star river have sent invitations to the various races in the central star sea, inviting them to participate in the opening ceremony of the new star river of the human race. Another year passed, and the opening ceremony was held in the Yiyun Hall on the main star of the central star field of the new galaxy. There were no less than three hundred strong battle spirit form alien races distributed in the central star sea, but only more than eighty ethnic group representatives came to the Yiyun Hall. There are fifty or sixty ethnic groups of the Heavenly Gods and Heavenly Demons, and less than half of them actually participate in the celebration.

"In Xia Yang Yi, the river lord of the new galaxy, on behalf of our human race, I would like to extend a warm welcome to all Taoist friends......" Yang Yi stood on the high platform of the main hall, and after saying a few polite words to the people of all ethnic groups participating in the celebration, he took out a stone tablet engraved with the words "Wanyi Xinghe" and said, "According to the rules set by our various ethnic groups, please inscribe the names of all ethnic groups and the names of the galaxy on the Zhenhe stone tablet of our human race, in order to show the meaning of suppression and protection." ”

"Yang Daoyou, don't you think it's too early to engrave your name now?" When everyone was about to climb the high platform to inscribe it, Yang Moqian, the representative of the Tianyang Divine Clan, stood up and asked Yang Yi.

"Mo Gan Daoyou, didn't the previous river opening celebrations all inscribe their names at the beginning of the celebrations?" Yang Yi asked rhetorically without answering.

"In the past, it was inscribed at the beginning because most of the ethnic groups had arrived. Less than a third of your Terran people are coming to participate in your Terran celebrations now, right? ”

"Not yet, indeed. Those who haven't arrived will probably not come, and we won't have to wait for them. ”

"Let's wait, if they come, wouldn't it be rude to miss the inscription?"

"What Mo Gan Daoyou said is extremely true." "We also think it's better to wait." …… Yang Moqian's side of the Heavenly Star Divine Race, the Heavenly Divine Race, the Colorful Alien Race, and several representatives of the Heavenly God Clan and the Spirit-Form Alien Race also echoed.

The Tianyang Divine Clan is the main level of the Divine Race, commanding several sub-Celestial Divine Clans such as the Celestial Star Divine Clan and the Heavenly Penetrating Divine Clan, and they are obviously deliberately sabotaging the celebration of the Human Race. Yang Yi knew this, but he couldn't find the words to refute it, so he froze there. For a while, there was silence in the huge Yiyun Hall, and a strange atmosphere lingered.

"We Tianyun Protoss hate waiting for people the most, you can wait if you want, let's go and engrave the name first." After everyone was silent for a long time, Yun Gangqi, the representative of the Tianyun Divine Clan, stood up and walked to the high platform.

"Just enlightened Daoyou, is it really okay for you to engrave your name first? Don't you think that we Celestial Clans should advance and retreat together and engrave together? Yang Moqian said with something else.

"There's no need to engrave a name together, right? After all, the Zhenhe stele is so big, and it is easy to be crowded when there are too many people. Yun Gangqi deliberately pretended not to understand Yang Moqian's words, and still climbed the high platform.

"Yes, yes, it's best for everyone to inscribe one by one." "I don't like to write my name at the same time as someone else." …… Representatives of the Celestial God Clan, such as the Innocent God Clan, the Heavenly Fire God Clan, and other Celestial God Clans, agreed.

"Since you don't like to be together, then you can engrave it alone!" Yang Moqian saw that the Nine Heavenly God Clans had expressed their attitudes, so he didn't persuade him anymore.

"Okay, I'm done inscribed, who's next?"

"I'll do it!" The representative of the Innocent Protoss responded.

……

At first, everyone didn't go to the inscription, because it was because of the face of the Tianyang Divine Clan, the Heavenly Star Divine Clan and other clans. Now that someone has started, they have naturally stepped onto the platform to engrave. When everyone was almost inscribed, the Tianyang God Clan, the Sky Star God Clan and other clans also had to step onto the platform.

Since it is a celebration, there are naturally immortal brewed fairy fruits, and there are dance music, so that everyone can be happy together. After such joy lasted for more than an hour, Yang Yi once again walked on the high platform and said to everyone, "In the past, there will be martial arts competitions in the opening of the river, so that our various races can exchange skills and enhance feelings, and the celebrations held by our human race will certainly be no exception." ”

As soon as Yang Yi's words fell, the top plate of Yiyun's hall suddenly flew upward, constantly stretching and getting bigger. When the top plate flies to a height of 10,000 feet, it splits into three huge rings that are suspended.

"There are a lot of weird things about the Terrans." "It's kind of interesting that the ring can be laid out like this." "What's the use of flashy things?" …… Seeing this, everyone talked one after another.

"According to the past practice, our human race will send out nine month-level elite monks and nine day-level elite monks to compete with fellow Daoists." Yang Yi said when he flew over the ring with a group of foreigners.

"Yang Daoyou, where are the eighteen monks you said?" "You're just a Terran monk, where is there anyone else?" …… Everyone looked around, but they didn't find a single Terran monk, and asked in confusion.

"Eighteen monks of my people are in the ring, and when one of you comes to the ring, one of my people will come out and fight with you." "Really?" "I'll try!" ……

In just a moment, a mid-level multicolored alien race, a moon-level high-grade Tianmu Divine Race, and a moon-level low-grade Thunder Fire Gangzheng alien flew into a ring respectively. Almost at the same time, a Bright Sun Hanging Realm, a Full Moon Realm, and a Crescent Moon Realm monk also appeared in the ring. After greeting each other, they began to compete.

After three or five breaths, the Colorful Alien Race and the Thunder Fire Gangzheng Alien Race were knocked out of the ring, and the two Terran monks who participated in the competition disappeared. After the spectators were amazed, two more people boarded the two empty rings, and two Terran monks with the same cultivation as them also appeared in the ring, starting a new round of competition.

"Has your Terran's teleportation formation reached this point? Can you not emit the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and you can teleport at will at any time? After everyone fought for tea time, Yang Moqian suddenly asked Yang Yi.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Gan, I have already said that we eighteen Terran monks are in these three rings." Yang Yi replied.

"How is this possible? If they are inside three rings, then how do they get from one ring to the other? ”

"What you see is three rings, but they're actually one ring."

"One? Your Terran's mastery of the way of space is extraordinary! ”

"Mo Gandaoyou has won the award."

……

The Terran monks are the elite, and the people of all races are also the elite. However, the Terran monks rarely failed, so that the people of all races had a first-hand experience of the current strength of the Terran race. The purpose of Yang Moqian and the others' trip was to make the Terran Race ugly, not to see the Terran monks in the limelight. So at the signal of Yang Moqian, a Japanese-level upper-grade mutant beside him came to a ring, and almost at the same time, Zhang Luwen, a monk of the Bright Sun Zhengyang Realm, also appeared in the ring.

"What do you call a fellow Daoist?" Zhang Luwen, who had performed the Fusion Technique, asked the Tianyang God Clan mutant.

"You don't deserve to know my name, go down!" The Tianyang Protoss mutant snorted coldly, releasing a strange and vague fluctuation. Zhang Luwen, who was standing opposite him, suddenly couldn't help himself and flew away from the ring.

"The power of space-time standstill?" Seeing the performance of the Tianyang God Clan mutant, Yang Yi said in surprise.

"Not bad. Yang Daoyou, I don't know if you are interested in having a few tricks with this brother of mine? Yang Moqian said in a weird way.

"Is this ......?"

"Yang Daoyou, don't you dare?"

"Not really. I just think that this opening ceremony is presided over by me, and if I still go up to compete, won't it be a loss of etiquette? ”

"If this clan brother of mine defeats you three Japanese-level clansmen in a row, I'm afraid your human race will lose more than just etiquette, right?"

"Although your clan brother is the top mutant, the three monks of our human race may not all be defeated by him." Yang Yi replied disapprecitately.

"I have already seen the three high-ranking monks of your human race, their strength is only between the best, how can they win my clan brother?" As Yang Moqian spoke, Hu Bangguang, the second Shining Sun Zhengyang Realm monk of the Terran race to take the stage to challenge the mutants, also involuntarily flew away from the ring.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Gan, you should know that we Terran monks have always liked to hide their strength."

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death!" Yang Moqian laughed unscrupulously a few times, and then said with a solemn face, "Then I'll take a look today, how much strength is hidden by Liu Xiushan, the last of you to challenge my clan brother!" ”