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Everyone in the Forty-Nine Immortal Sect was a little excited.

"Wait a minute, we can meet the powerhouses from all over the world?" Long Aotian's battle intent was surging, and he said excitedly.

"I want to see how many familiar faces there are in this new Primal Continent." Xiao Tu was also very curious, with a gentle smile on his face.

"It's really worthy of Heavenly Court, the top forces are just different." Tang Ximen sighed.

"If our Forty-Nine Immortal Sect can also hold a celebration of this level, I don't know how much money we can make." Xiao Ze's eyes were a little hot.

An Lin gasped and said excitedly: "I'm afraid that just receiving a congratulatory gift can break 100 million!?" ”

"Not only that, if we can expand the scope of invitations and engage in more activities, it will be easy for the income to exceed 100 million." Liu Qianhuan said excitedly.

"It's useless to think about this now, we still need to work hard to make the sect stronger." Xuanyuan Cheng seemed to have ignited his fighting spirit, looked up at the sky, and his heart was higher than the sky.

"The road to prosperity of the sect is just around the corner, and we still need to make unremitting efforts to create brilliance!" An Lin made a concluding speech as the suzerain.

"Come on!"

Su Qianyun raised his small fist and said softly.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

The rest of the sect members shouted one after another, cheering themselves on.

Lin Junjun: "......"

Isn't the topic of discussion biased? How did things turn out differently than she thought?

What about praise and envy of heaven? How did the style of painting instantly turn into the topic of how to use the celebration to make money?!

What about your pursuits? Where's your festival?!

Lin Junjun kept roaring in her heart, but she still had a woman-like smile on her face.

The Pan Tao Conference has not officially begun.

The crowd travels all the way on the Little Green Island.

After eating the fruits, Wanguoyuan went to Tianqiongchi to play in the water, went to Jinyang Mountain to bask in the sun, and went to the Xuanbing Tower to eat ice cream......

Under the leadership of Lin Junjun, I played all the way, and before I knew it, I played all the interesting attractions on the small green island.

"In front of it is the Heavenly Dome Hall, which is the main venue of the Pan Tao Conference, and two thousand delegates will spend the most unforgettable celebration in your life!" Lin Junjun introduced.

In front of everyone, an extremely magnificent palace appeared in view.

It is made of the most exquisite fairy jade, the main colors are white and gold, it looks holy and solemn, the height is hundreds of meters, and it covers an extremely wide area.

An Lin felt that it was easy for this palace to accommodate tens of thousands of people, let alone a few thousand.

"Hey, Anlin, meet again!" There was a sudden booming tremor behind him.

An Lin turned around and saw a few stone men walking towards with smiles on their faces.

"Yue Dou senior!" He hurriedly greeted him, and at the same time looked at Hongdou with a smile, and said, "Hongdou, you kid can even participate in the Pan Tao Conference?" ”

Hongdou's face turned red when he was said, and the flames in his chest burned: "Don't look down on the stones, why can't I participate, I'm the top genius of the younger generation in the field of creation!" ”

"Yes, yes, you're a genius." An Lin said perfunctorily.

The ramen monster on the side stretched out the ramen noodles and wrapped them around Hongdou's neck, laughing and said: "Hongdou, this kid, I grew up watching it, although the breakthrough of the realm is not fast, but the basic Dao root is extremely down-to-earth, step by step, and I am expected to become a top power in the future!" ”

An Lin watched his body being dressed like clothes in a red and white bowl, the soup in it fluctuated, and the noodles danced like tentacles, and said with a shocked face: "Are you?" ”

Yue Dou laughed and introduced, "I forgot to say, this is the Ramen Holy Monarch, the top power in the late stage of the Creation Palace, and the strongest in ramen!" ”

An Lin opened his mouth wide and looked at the ramen monster with a shocked expression: "Fortunately, fortunately, ......"

Ye Ling drooled on the side: "It's so fragrant!" ”

The ramen saint is full of the fragrance of ramen, mellow and fragrant.

That should be its body odor.

Don Simon looked desperate, he wasn't even as good as ramen now!

The rest of the members of the Forty-Nine Immortal Sect were either shocked or looked at the ramen in front of them in amazement.

But the world is so big that there are no surprises.

Even a snail can become a mythical beast, and it seems reasonable to say that ramen is back to nothing.

The representative of the White Fox clan, Bai Duyu also came.

She pulled Bai Yao and scolded in a low voice: "Look at you, are you bullying the clown again, you see, the clown has lost weight!" ”

Bai Yao's face was full of shame, and she whispered.

Seeing this scene, An Lin thoughtfully, pulled Xu Xiaolan's white and slender hand, and said, "Xiaolan, you see, the clothes and belts are gradually widening and will not regret it, and it will make people haggard for Yixiao...... How happy the clown is, when have I been so happy with him? ”

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, and understood in seconds.

She squeezed An Lin's arm with a look of shame, and said angrily: "Look at your virtue! Dirty! Shameless! ”

Tina and Ye Ling blinked their eyes in confusion, I don't know why Xu Xiaolan wanted to scold An Lin, did he say something wrong?

Only Da Bai was smiling on the side, watching it with relish.

"Sect Master Anlin." In the distance, a crisp shout was heard.

An Lin turned to look and saw ten richly dressed men walking towards him.

A woman in purple in the lead, with a peach face and a bright smile, waved her hand at herself.

"Princess Xiang Qingya." An Lin smiled faintly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Xiang Qingya walked in front of her, her posture was elegant, she saluted respectfully, and said softly: "Sect Master Anlin, the kindness of the day has not been repaid well. I brought some gifts today, and I hope you can accept them. ”

As she spoke, she took out a ring from the ring and handed it to An Lin.

An Lin accepted it unceremoniously, and he usually did not refuse to give gifts.

"I am the emperor of the Wind Immortal Imperial Family, Xiang Fengyi, thank you again for saving the little girl's life that day." An elegant-looking man led the rest of the people to thank An Lin solemnly, and his attitude was very friendly.

An Lin was also happy to make a few more allies and talked happily.

Not long after, an extremely terrifying momentum suddenly made the surrounding air stagnate.

An Lin even felt as if someone was holding a sword against his heart!

The ultimate danger, the most terrifying death threat!

An Lin hadn't started to make a move yet.

Liu Qianhuan's voice sounded, and he almost shouted angrily: "Liu Mingxuan, are you crazy? This is Heavenly Court, what do you want to do? ”

The pressure was sudden.

An Lin turned around slowly and saw a rather handsome man in his clothes, leading nearly thirty powerful sword corrections to stroll over.

It is the four major sects of the Kyushu realm, and the Heavenly Sword Sect and his party are here!

"Liu Mingxuan, next time you do this, don't come to the Pan Tao Club." Lin Junjun's pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said in a cold voice.

She doesn't like to be in front of her, threatening her friends with momentum.

"It's just a communication, not an example."

Liu Mingxuan smiled heartily, and then turned his gaze to An Lin.

"Sect Master Anlin, don't come unharmed?" The man asked with a gentle smile, as if nothing had happened before.

"It's good, it's just that there are too many monks who want to enter the Forty-Nine Immortal Sect recently, and they are a little too busy." An Lin also responded with a smile.

"Oh? Miscellaneous monks ran over, and they all wanted you to take care of it? Does the Four Nine Immortal Sect accept it from everyone? Liu Mingxuan was a little surprised.

"There is no class, there is gold in the sand, I have to check and choose, such as a disciple like Sun Yuluo who has good qualifications and a sword spirit, can be reluctantly recruited as a disciple." An Lin said casually.

Liu Mingxuan's muscles were bruised.

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