Following.

Penglai Divine Sect, Outer Sect, Longmen Domain.

Dragon Gate Dojo.

At the beginning of the morning sun, golden light sprinkled all over the earth.

The morning mist is rich in aura, and under the illumination of the sun, it rises like a fairy.

At this time, the Longmen Dojo was already crowded with people.

Luo Fu, the master of Canglan Taoism, carried out Penglai preaching in Penglai Divine Sect, attracting the world's scattered cultivators.

Because of Penglai's preaching, the momentum is huge and the implication is widespread, in addition to scattered cultivation, almost all the god-level forces in the main continent of Canglan, as well as the four major domains, immortal-level sects, emperor-level sects, etc., have sent envoys to make a special trip to broadcast live!

Even if it was just the casual cultivators on the spot, the number had reached more than 30 million!

Of the 30 million scattered cultivators, 20 million were not included in the original plan of Penglai's sermon.

The extra 20 million scattered cultivators came from the unplanned Dongzhou Dao Domain, the South China Sea Immortal Domain, and the Northern Desert Buddha Domain.

Even so, these 30 million scattered cultivators are all people with heads and faces and extraordinary identities.

The nameless and nameless casual cultivators did not even have the opportunity to come and listen to the sermon.

Loose cultivators of such an identity will naturally not stand in line in a proper manner like the disciples of other sects.

Therefore, the gap between people is too large, resulting in the entire Longmen Dojo being occupied.

Even in mid-air, the sky was surrounded by scattered cultivators standing in the air, standing densely, like a mountain of people and a human wall.

What's more, the cultivators who are far away from the core area of the dojo, in order to be able to really hear every word of Luo Fu, and even observe every detail of Luo Fu's expression.

They actually came to the sermon in the outermost ring, directly watching the live broadcast.

Be there and watch live!

The dojo, the innermost ring, is the fairy realm, the Taoist area.

A row of immortal realm Dao saints sat on the ground, sitting on the futon, each with arrogant faces, closed their eyes and said nothing.

In the second row to the tenth row, there were Dao immortals from the Heavenly Dao Realm, sitting on the ground.

The twentieth to hundredth rows are prepared for the Heavenly Vein Realm Scattered Cultivation.

Originally, according to Luo Qingfeng's meaning, Penglai preached, at the minimum, only the Heavenly Vein Realm was allowed to be cultivated.

But Luo Fu specially explained that he wanted to give the young juniors a chance.

Therefore, casual cultivation below the Heavenly Vein Realm can also come to observe, but these low-level casual cultivation must be leaders in the same realm and have great understanding.

Therefore, after the Heavenly Vein Realm is scattered, there are the leaders of the Earth Vein Realm, the Refining Void Realm, and even the Refining God Realm.

However, the number of casual cultivators below the Heavenly Vein Realm is extremely small, and there are only 100,000 people when they are full.

As for the position of Luo Fu.

According to the original plan, it was to move a tall tower to Luo Fu.

But Luo Fu said that since it is a sermon and benefits all people, it should not distance itself from the loose cultivators.

Therefore, in the core area of the dojo, only a simple dojo was built.

On the platform, there are 73 seats.

The seat in the middle, which is currently vacant, is for the Canglan Dao Master.

On both sides of the Luofu, there are thirty-six seats each.

Twelve Qingtian Avenues, each of which takes the top seven and has eighty-four seats.

However, because the Empress of the Holy Ruins occupies one seat in each of the twelve provinces, there are only seventy-two seats.

At this moment, on both sides of the empty Luo Fu seat, there were Yi Luo Qingfeng, Xiahou Tianyang, Sun Haoran, etc., the seventy-two avenue saints.

At this moment, at this moment.

In the Longmen Dojo, there were many voices and discussions.

"This Dao Immortal Daoist, are you also here to listen to Lord Luo's preaching?"

"Hey, let's be honest, this Dao Immortal came with a skeptical attitude, to see how many catties and taels that young Luo Dao Master has."

"Oh? I've heard that Na Luo Fu's attainments in the Heavenly Dao surpassed the Holy Ruins Empress. ”

"Hey, that's just a rumor, who knows if that Luo Fu is a puppet specially launched by the Empress of the Holy Ruins?"

"There is some truth to this, but even if you are used as a puppet, you have to have some real talent, right?"

"What's the hurry, I'll see for a while."

"Shhhh Look, there's someone again! ”

Suddenly, there was a bright light in the sky.

Immediately after, it is located above the Longmen Dojo, a hundred zhang high.

Without warning, twelve twisted vortices of nothingness appeared!

Those twelve void vortexes, like some kind of void gate, actually floated out of them one after another, a large number of monks!

In the twelve gates, an old man floated out of each of them, and more than 100 servants of the palace god realm.

The eyes of all the casual cultivators on the scene immediately looked at the monks who suddenly appeared in the sky.

The eyes were full of doubt.

"Who are these people? Why are they the only ones who are so special? ”

"Something is wrong, you look at the twelve old men, all of them are unfathomable, I can't see through their depths with the realm of immortal paths!"

"Shhh...... What level of old monster does this have to be! ”

The twelve elders are all unfathomable, and they directly hide their own realm.

There were 30 million scattered cultivators on the scene, but there was no one who could see through the true cultivation of the twelve elders.

Just when all the casual cultivators were wondering about the identities of those twelve people.

Behind the twelve elders, the servants who followed suddenly shot out twelve giant flags!

On each giant flag, there is a painting of the sect emblem, which makes all the scattered cultivators tremble!

In an instant, the Longmen Dojo, 30 million scattered cultivators, and the collective silence.

Every Sanxiu face was full of disbelief, even deep fear!

Behind the first old man, a servant held a giant banner high, his face was extremely arrogant, and he shouted loudly: "Taiqing Dao Sect, Taiqing Dao Ancestor, Fa Drive Penglai!" ”

Behind the second old man, the servant held up the giant flag, his face was grim, and shouted: "Optimus Sword Palace, Optimus Sword Ancestor, Law Driver Penglai!" ”

Behind the third old man: "Lingxu Dan Sect, Lingxu Dan Ancestor, Law Drive Penglai!" ”

Fourth place: "Zhentian Sword Sect, Zhentian Sword Ancestor ......"

Fifth place: "Immeasurable Buddhism, Immeasurable Ancestors......"

Burst!

The sound of every old man's identity being announced was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded in the minds of the scattered cultivators on the scene!

It's like a hammer that counts 10,000 pounds, beating their hearts again and again.

The scattered cultivators on the scene, and even the Dao saints of the Immortal Dao Realm, all showed panic and panic!

"Huh!?"

"Why are they here!?"

"Didn't this Penglai sermon say that only casual cultivation can participate?"

"These twelve, the mighty people who live in legends, how come they are here!"

Afraid!

Terrified!

The identity and seniority of the twelve ancestors are too high!

Its seniority is so high that even Sun Haoran and Luo Qingfeng, who are long lived, can only be called "Huangkou Xiaoer".

The Twelve Ancestors, in the minds of the scattered cultivators in the entire human realm, are completely, old monsters who only live in legends!

"Oh my God, these twelve elders are real!"

"Before I saw them, I even thought that these twelve were just an ethereal legend."

"Moreover, the god-level force they are in is simply an existence that we can't look up to!"

"I heard that the Xuanzu of the Burning Heaven Pill Saint only got the true inheritance of the Spirit Void Pill Sect back then, a little bit of leftovers, and then he grew into a Dan Saint!"

"I seem to remember a rumor that the famous Void Breaking Sword Saint, whose great-great-born ancestor, was just a small servant of the Heavenly Sword Palace back then, and he was already ......."

"There is also the Soul Killing Poison Saint, the Cangming Medicine Saint ......"

"Almost all of the top Dao Saints of our Canglan Dao are from those twelve righteous path forces!"

"But now, everyone's main owner is here!"

"Let's play!"

"It's over, we're just a group of casual cultivators who don't enter the stream, but people, that's genuine, the avenue is orthodox!"

This time, it is not only the orthodox of the Great Dao, but also the authentic inheritors.

Rather, it is the orthodox forces of the Twelve Great Dao, ancestor-level figures.

These twelve elders, in legends, are respected as the "Twelve Dao Ancestors"!

It can be seen from this that the status of these twelve elders is so lofty.

And at this time, the twelve Dao Ancestors all looked in the direction of the high Dao platform.

On the Dao platform, the Seventy-two Great Dao Saints could only stand up one after another and bow slightly towards the twelve Dao Ancestors.

However, almost all the Dao Saints who were in the Scattered Cultivation Realm and had extremely high fame were inextricably linked with these twelve so-called, Dao Orthodox god-level forces.

Xiahou Tianyang, Luo Qingfeng, Sun Haoran, these high-ranking Dao saints, can only bow and bend down now.

They didn't know what kind of identity to use, claiming to be in front of the Twelve Dao Ancestors.

Because of this, they are not even the orthodox descendants of other people, not even disciples.

"Hehe, let's get even." The Twelve Dao Ancestors, facing the Seventy-two Avenue Saints, smiled and nodded.

The Twelve Dao Ancestors smiled very kindly and sincerely.

There is no contempt, no mockery.

But the phrase "flat" is enough to explain everything.

There is no contempt, and it is precisely the greatest contempt.

In the eyes of the Twelve Dao Ancestors, the Seventy-two Great Dao Saints did not even have the qualifications to be despised by them.

At this time, a small servant of the Heavenly Sword Palace glared at the Dao Saints in the first row of the dojo and scolded, "The Twelve Dao Ancestors are coming, and they don't give way quickly!" ”

Then, the twelve Dao Ancestors, with their plain eyes, looked at each other.

A kind of great coercion that was difficult to be strict suddenly enveloped the Dao saints in the first row.

At this moment, it seems that even the air is frozen!

The Dao saints in the first row suddenly felt unstable in their breath, their hearts beat wildly, and they didn't even have the courage to scold the slave, so they immediately retreated.

The first row retreated, and the second row followed suit, followed by the third row, and then the fourth row......

In the entire dojo, all the loose cultivators who had already sat in their positions retreated like a tide!

The next moment.

The servants of the twelve god-level forces immediately landed in the dojo, knelt on the ground one by one, wiped them with their sleeves, and were vacated from the ground.

They wiped it so meticulously that they couldn't hold even a speck of dust.

After that, the clean futon is put on it.

"Respectfully Ancestor, take a seat!"

At this point, the Twelve Great Dao Ancestors, with a smile on his face, descended from the sky and sat in the dojo.

What is pomp and circumstance!

When the Twelve Dao Ancestors sat down, the huge Longmen Dojo was silent.

Even the casual cultivators below the Immortal Dao Realm, even breathing, became cautious.

No one dares to speak in front of an ancestor of this generation.

For a while, the Longmen Dojo was suffocatingly quiet.

On the high platform, Sun Haoran and them are also sitting on pins and needles.

I was quite apprehensive in my heart.

Of course, they know that the comers are not good.

It is precisely because of this knowledge that I become more and more restless.

"I'm afraid this sermon touched the interests of some people." Dan Shengsun Haoran had a solemn face.

Luo Qingfeng frowned, his heart beat like thunder, and he said in a low voice: "The sudden appearance of the Twelve Dao Ancestors is not accidental, they will definitely come to destroy, the power of the Dao Lord." ”

"If this sermon is preached, the Taoist master falls into disadvantage, the consequences are simply unimaginable."

Countless scattered cultivators, because of their admiration for the prestige of the Lord of Luodao, joined the Penglai Divine Sect.

If it is on his own territory, Luo Dao Lord is smashed by someone, I am afraid that he will be swept away and ruined.

Xiahou Tianyang's face was gloomy, and he said, "This is still second. ”

"I'm afraid, I'm just afraid, these Dao Ancestors shouldn't let Luo Dao Master survive in the world."

"With this preaching, they are bound to destroy the prestige of the Taoist Master, and even kill the Taoist Master on the spot!"

Seventy-two saints, silent.

Repression.

Incomparably depressing!

At this time.

The sky suddenly distorted!

A huge vortex of nothingness, slowly taking shape.

Then, from the whirlpool, out of the two.

One is the sect leader of the Penglai Divine Sect, Nalan Xuance.

The other, naturally, is the Canglan Daoist, Luo Fu.

The Lord has finally arrived.

At this moment, nearly one-third of the casual cultivators at the scene clasped their fists with their hands, wanting to stand up and greet them.

However, a Dao Ancestor, just at this time, coughed lightly "coincidentally".

This light cough was like thunder, full of threat!

The tens of millions of loose cultivators who wanted to get up to greet each other immediately showed fear on their faces, and they sat down one after another, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

In the sky, Luo Fu took in this scene.

Among the starry eyes, a pair of bland gazes swept over the twelve Dao Ancestors, but they smiled calmly.