Graceful and solemn, Rui Qi is full of energy.

The red cage swayed in the breeze, and the cigarette smoke swirled in all directions.

Bells and drums played, and court music swayed and echoed in the valley.

Although it is called a celebration, it is actually a gathering of hundreds of schools to show their majesty.

And when the people led by Zhao Gao came to Luowang, the magnificent true qi poured down Daze, which really opened the prelude to the grand ceremony.

Luo Wang takes the lead, but who is willing to lag behind the rest of the hundred?

The sword qi that rushed straight into the stars in the distance was like a dazzling divine weapon, spinning and cutting through the atmosphere, cutting out five figures.

The Four Heavenly Kings of Quicksand came together, and the white-haired man in the lead smiled meaninglessly as he looked at someone who had entered before him.

The Mo family walked from the crossing in a conventional way, and the leader Gao gradually left and smiled at the Snow Girl, and the intertwined frost gradually turned into the music of spring and white snow in the sky, which was beautiful and ethereal, invisibly causing the snow to fall down.

There is also a bewitching woman in purple who plays with the peony in her hand, but she does not enter from the main entrance, but she and several beauties behind her watch the hundred houses below in the pavilion on the mountain peak.

The young man holding the overlord spear that broke the formation, led the generals behind him, gathered the spirit of the soldiers, and pointed at the net.

There are also swordsmen holding wooden swords and snuggling in the pavilion with their eyes closed, and there are also girls riding black panthers, and people in strange costumes behind them are like mythical ghosts.

So far, it is not just Li Zehua's succession to the throne, but a feast of hundreds of schools of thought.

Entering from the mountain pass, the real protagonist arrives belatedly.

The music of bells and drums in another place sounded suddenly, there were the sound of golden drums, swords and crossbows, the sound of people and horses, the soldiers were murderous, magnificent and grand.

"This is the Martial King's entry song?" Zhang Liang raised his brows in surprise.

At the mouth of the valley, people have not arrived, and they are bound to arrive first.

It is a team that swallows thousands of miles like a tiger, with six names of "Chiyou, Lieshan, Siyue, Gonggong, and Shennong", and the forces that originally lived and killed each other today belong to the same person, and they swear their loyalty here.

The breath of all directions together, hovering on Daze Mountain, the originally clear sky of the sky at this time light red and purple clouds gathered, like a jade pendant, but also like the eye of the god falling from the sky, forming a strange scene.

This is an ensemble of a hundred schools of thought, and it is difficult for future generations to see such a scene.

Wei Zhuang sat down, but his eyes looked at the man holding the wooden sword in the pavilion opposite, the two looked at each other, Wei Zhuang smiled, he remembered that when he was a teenager, the two of them swung their swords and collided day after day.

Gai Nie hit the building, and connected with Yale correspondingly, and in a trance remembered the Xuanhu who worshiped under the gate of the Guigu Valley and rushed over in the prison of his junior brother.

Duanmu Rong, who was plain and light-colored, also played the flute, and the empty valley was far away, she looked at the valley and closed her eyes, remembering her master's entrustment on his deathbed "Never fall in love with a man who lives by a sword", and jumped into her heart little by little.

The girl of the witch clan listened to the song, and then slapped the railing and sang softly. There was also a young man wearing the Seven Seas Jiao Dragon Armor leaning against the wall, and after closing his eyes, he remembered the bloody rain on the battlefield. There was also a light veil masked girl Ling Xu, who stepped into the air, staring blankly at a certain young man in deep clothes with a green dragon, and vaguely showed a smile of unknown meaning.

At the end of the Six Kingdoms, a new dynasty arose.

But the undercurrent of darkness is constantly surging, strengthening every minute and every second.

This is a turning point of the times, and these people are the creators of the future.

There are old people, some young people, some obscure and some famous all over the world, but the power they form together must be looked at by no matter who they are.

Zhao Gao's hand gently stroked the jade wrench on his right hand, his glamorous eyes narrowed into a slit, his blood-red eyes looked up at the sky, the clouds gathered in the clear sky at this time, and the strange breath of purple and red wandered in the sky, like the smell of a storm.

It's good to mess around, it's good to mess around. Only in troubled times can he look at the nine-thousand-year-old seat.

Zhang Liang turned around, drew out his wine glass with a chuckle, and raised his glass into the distance.

In the distance, Li Zehua smiled, and then appeared with the instrument frame.

The ceremonial stand walked out of the end of the red carpet, with dragon heads and drums, red lights and flags, but there were also graceful dances, which appeared from afar.

It was the beauty in the world-famous drunken dream building, and the petals flew all over the sky, each of which was a stunning beauty of the country and the city. The flower shadow plays and sings, and the ripple clothes sing and dance.

The golden jade axe, the big sword and the halberd are on both sides, and the ceremonial tent of the incense pavilion and the halogen book escorts someone to the high altar.

Burning blessings, burning treasures, young people in Yale knelt three times and knocked nine times. Cigarette smoke, bells and drums rang out in unison, and the sound of cannons shook the sky, and after the ceremony was completed, the altar saluted the sky.

Carrying the fragments of the Divine Dragon Order and the Stone of Luminous Confusion, the Six Sages and Elders of the Yan Emperor chanted the medallion, and then saluted under the cheers of many peasant disciples.

And where no one could see it, a yellow light fell from the sky, slightly mixed with a hint of blue and purple, which fell directly on the top of Li Zehua's head, and then turned around with him, and then was swallowed by the inner heaven and earth.

"..... luck is this?" Li Zehua realized in an instant.

Ming Liangzuo is lucky, and his eyesight is poor.

His original realm of five qi perfection has reached a higher level, and he originally expected to work hard for half a year to precipitate, so as to knock on the door of Sanhua, but this step was directly omitted. The aura of the inner heaven and earth directly rose by ten directions, and there was a constant influx of luck all the time, and there was an income of one party about every month.

But that's nothing compared to the information it contains. Li Zehua closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and then spoke,

"Set up a feast."

The banquet was in this Daze Mountain, and Li Zehua had already prepared.

The grand banquet of the hundred schools of thought is only qualified to be held by the "Jixia School Palace" and this "Daze Mountain".

Then at the beginning of the banquet, Li Zehua invited hundreds of sons and heroes in the world to participate in one thing.

"Exterminate the Yin and Yang Family." Li Zehua's voice didn't seem to sound from his throat, but from a deeper place, as grand as an ancient bell.

"Exterminate the Yin and Yang Family!"

Several disciples behind Zhang Liang instantly turned pale with fright, especially the fat man named Zimu among them, who was only a little bit away from fainting.

What's going on! What's wrong! I thought that this trip was a good thing enough to glorify the ancestors, but why did it suddenly change the style of painting and become a rebellious thing to kill the head! Not to mention the glory of the ancestors, this is simply the nine clans of Zhulian!

Not only these juniors, but also Yingjie in front of him was also taken aback by the news.

Although it is said that almost most of the people present have a grudge against the Yin and Yang family, no one has ever thought of exterminating it.

The first is that no one organization, no organization, can compete with it, and the second is that there is no such opportunity, and now this opportunity has come.

Sledgehammer froze for a moment, then laughed and slammed the table up.

"Okay, good, I've been looking at those magic sticks for a long time!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he didn't feel right, he was not a giant or a leader, and then he looked at Gao Yuanli, scratched his head and returned to his seat.

"Exterminate the Yin and Yang Family!"

Xiang Shaoyu gasped, but quickly calmed down and thought about the possibility of this kind of thing. But the next second he heard a familiar voice sound,

"The Yin and Yang family is willing to be the lackeys of the empire, and they have been wreaking havoc in the world as minions for many years, and they should have been eradicated a long time ago!"

It is Shi Lan, the princess of the Shushan Wu Clan, who has a ruined family, and she hates the Yin and Yang family the most, and her brother is also on it, or if she breaks the Yin and Yang family, she can find his location.