Dragon Tiger Terrace is located on the Dragon Mountain of Dragon Tiger Mountain!

Longshan is a lonely peak, with a thin bottom and a wide top, just like a mountain mover, who turns a mountain over and inserts it into the ground!

There are ten acres of land on the broad top, surrounded by cliffs, and under the cliff is the abyss, ordinary people only need to look at it, and the liver and gallbladder are half numb!

The red glow of the morning sun contrasts with each other, and the purple gas Susu forms a layer of golden-purple mist on the top of the mountain!

Red-topped cranes, dancing around the mountain, crying and congratulating!

At the end is a feng shui holy land, Furui auspicious!

Buzzing!

As the disciples blew the horns and trombones!

The disciples of the four major halls entered in order!

When Qin Yi entered with Zhang Yeting, the Heavenly Masters and disciples of the other three major halls had already taken their seats!

"Qingyun Pavilion is getting more and more excessive, in previous years, we have always been the chief of the Dharma Hall, but this year we are at the bottom of the list, which is obviously humiliating us."

Zhang Yeting scolded as he walked, and the rest of the disciples were also angry and very dissatisfied.

Qin Yi took a look, and on the big chair carved with dragons and tigers made of gold in the middle of the head, there was an old Taoist with a childish face and crane hair and a golden robe.

At first glance, it is really Zhang Zhengdao.

"Hmph, Bai Shaoyang really worked hard, and I don't know where I got this fake!"

The root of Zhang Yeting's angry teeth is itchy!

"He's shooting himself in the foot, he seems to be smart, but he's actually extremely stupid!" Qin Yi shook his head and sneered.

In fact, even if he asked Zhang Zhengxuan, the Heavenly Master in charge, to preside over it on his behalf, it was far safer than getting a fake.

Once this fake is exposed, it will be like a bomb, leaving him with no place to hide in the world!

It can be seen that Bai Shaoyang is anxious for quick success and quick profit, and has reached the point of madness!

Under the throne of the Sect, there are two large chairs lined up on the left and right!

The person who holds the Dharma and the palm seal is on the right, and the person who holds the sword and the palm is on the left!

After the four Heavenly Masters, famous disciples like Zhang Yeting can have seats, and the rest can only stand.

What made Qin Yi curious was that the conference had begun, and Bai Shaoyang was still nowhere to be found!

"Everyone, since the four major halls have arrived, come here, announce the number, and spread the world's heroes to go up the mountain!"

The fake master raised his hand and ordered.

This fake is obviously not low, and it is like a bell when it is installed, and it is also presentable.

"Knock knock!"

The war drums beat and the horns sounded, and the long-awaited important members of the major factions and families walked into the arena one after another.

Not only did the entire southern sect come with a head and face, but also a lot of people from the north!

Everyone knows that today's conference is likely to be a decisive battle between the Marquis of Qin and the Bai family, and the outcome is related to the overall situation of the south in the future!

Everyone sat down and greeted each other!

The Qingcheng faction, which has never been looked down upon, has become a hit today!

"Yo, Elder Han! There is no one from the Qin Gang today, I don't know what your plans are to raise the Martial Heavenly Master? ”

"Qin Hou has not arrived, I don't have the bottom of my heart!"

Several sect masters asked Elder Han Bingyin, who had come to attend the meeting.

"Everyone, the time to come will come! Hou Ye is like an immortal, not my delusion! ”

Han Bingyin politely bowed his hand haha.

In fact, he didn't receive the slightest news about Qin Hou!

Looking around, in the crowd, there is really no trace of Hou Ye, but Han Bingyin believes that in the overall situation of life and death today, Qin Hou will definitely appear.

Everyone was seated, the tea was almost dry, but the meeting was delayed!

"Master, the auspicious time has come, can the conference begin?"

Zhang Zhengming frowned and urged.

"What's the hurry?"

"Wait!"

The fake palm sect lowered his head and drank tea, and sneered.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain Qingyun Pavilion Bai Shaoyang Great Heavenly Master has arrived!"

But I heard the trumpets shouting.

Immediately afterwards, the whole mountain played music, and the trombone, drums, and orchestra played with full strength and joy.

First, there was a row of women wearing tulle and showing graceful skin, two rows on the left and right, scattering flowers all the way.

The vocal music shook the sky, and the flowers opened the way!

Sixteen strong men, carrying a golden king, walking like flying, every time they step, they take off a few feet, and the movements are uniform!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Bao was already close!

"Hey!"

Bai Shaoyang's palm slapped down gently, and Wang Yu flew up from the big man's shoulder, shot straight into the air, and landed steadily in the square.

But I saw that the king was shining with golden light, swimming in the dragon and floating, showing extraordinary things!

Bai Shaoyang lifted the gauze curtain, his long hair like snow was coiled high, and a white robe was covered with gold silk threads, prefixed with dragon and suffixed with tiger, and he was rich and noble between slow steps, as if the Jade Emperor of the Nine Heavens had descended to the earth, so not magnificent!

It's the Supreme King!

It is the Tianzun robe given by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

These are all supreme holy relics in the martial arts world!

Everyone present was shocked!

The Supreme Wang, the Tianzun Taoist robe, are all Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain in the past, asking for rain for the country, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty personally sealed the things!

In the martial arts world, Dragon Tiger Mountain has also produced one or two martial arts supremes!

However, with the rise of the dragons, the prestige of Longhu Mountain is not as good as before, and this set of kings has long been sealed and will not see the light of day.

I never thought that I would be born again today!

This is the rhythm of kingship!

For a while, the audience was shocked, and they all looked at the white-haired and arrogant young man!

"Bai Shaoyang, you are so bold!"

"Wang Pu, who dares to touch the ancestral master, you are just a disciple of Qingyun Pavilion, and you are called the Great Heavenly Master in vain, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Zhengping, the Palm Seal Heavenly Master, was a short and fat old man, with a short temper, and he couldn't get angry when he landed, so he slapped the table and asked angrily.

"False claims?"

"Huh!"

Bai Shaoyang smiled coldly, flipped his wrist, and a white light suddenly floated towards Zhang Zhengping.

Zhang Zhengping is a heavenly master of the Eight Classics, and seeing that the situation is not good, he put one palm on his chest and condensed into a magic shield.

Bang!

The body shield broke in response, and the white light instantly entangled Zhang Zhengping!

As soon as Bai Shaoyang waved his hand, Zhang Zhengping was like a puppet pulling the strings, flying in the air!

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free, kicking his legs in the air, and when the cold wind blew on the mountain, he had to scatter his hair, so he was not embarrassed.

Sou!

Bai Shaoyang's fingers hooked, the silk thread broke, Zhang Zhengping sat back in the chair, panting, and his face was pale!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Bai Shaoyang is leaving his hand, otherwise, Zhang Zhengping is afraid that he will already be a dead corpse at this time.

One move subdued the dignified Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master, and I am afraid that there are not many people in the whole world.

At this moment, Bai Shaoyang was already a god-like existence in the eyes of everyone, and the disciples who were still noisy became speechless one by one.

Especially the two halls of palm art and palm print, they are all stunned!

No one thought that Bai Shaoyang would become a great heavenly master in just a few days!

And looking at this posture, it is much more powerful than the Great Heavenly Master!

"Haha, Senior Brother Palm Print, the Great Heavenly Master's supernatural powers are not comfortable!"

"As the so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, what do you do, you shouldn't need me to teach you!"

The Heavenly Master of the Sword is a thin old man, with the lowest cultivation among the four great Heavenly Masters, and he rarely has the right to speak, and at this time, he prides himself on being on the right team, and he finally raises his eyebrows.

(End of chapter)