Qingluo didn't pay too much attention to the spiritual emperor of the city below who was blessed with luck and became the emperor. Weeping blood is still too young after all, he has not experienced too much tempering, the emperor, is it necessary to be experienced in a hundred battles, or supreme wisdom can be called the emperor.

Of course, different emperors have different strengths for those who sit on the throne. The Wa Emperor of the year was the Demon Clan's Wa Emperor, and the Eastern Emperor of the year was the Demon Clan's Eastern Emperor, the Emperor of the Ancient Heavens, and naturally far surpassed the Emperor of the Lord of the City of Weeping Blood.

However, the Weeping Blood Spirit Emperor has a lot of years to waste, temper, and grow.

Qingluo faced the west, smiling at the golden glow of the sea, behind the sea, is the devil, is the demon of the devil. The Demon Abyss straddles the north and south, blocking the road from the southwest to the west.

Qingluo showed a good smile on his face, good sky, good earth, good sentient beings, good demons, good immortals, good Buddhas, and good people.

The sleeves waved lightly, the white clouds floated, the flowers bloomed all over the ground, and the flowers flew all over the sky.

Countless dandelion flowers rise and float in the nine heavens, like falling snow in reverse, the earth is snowing, and the sky is bearing snow. Dandelions grow in the sky, the starting point falls on the Cangyun Longxia array, all the way to the west, all the way to the flowers.

Thousands of flowers bloom, and ten thousand flowers, floating flowers are endless, spreading the hollow sky.

Dandelion flowers are born to the sea, such as facing the sea, the spring flowers are blooming, a white road crosses to the west, crosses the sleepless heavenly city, crosses the mountains and rivers and seashores, crosses the blank sea, and finally reaches the abyss.

Qingluo nodded with a smile, and turned westward, to the demon lord.

The demon also had a smile on his face, but it was the demon's grim smile, and the two looked at each other with a smile.

Dandelion flowers bloom, flowers bloom for hundreds of millions of miles, spanning two continents. One end is erected in Nanzhan Buzhou, and the other end falls in Xiniu Hezhou.

The road between east and west has been smooth again.

In the east and west, there is another westbound avenue, and all sentient beings seek the way from east to west, and there is another way for sentient beings to attain the law.

The two saints of the West laugh and suffer, and their hearts are happy.

All the powers of heaven and earth were all curious about how Qingluo reached an agreement with the ancestor of the enemy, and they were even more jealous of Qingluo in their hearts.

The demon looked at the floating flower path in the sky, and his heart was at peace. In the past, she was in a hurry, so she had to place the Demon Yuan here, and she could only place it here. There are Kunpeng in the north, there are demon clans, there are saints in the East China Sea, there are saints in the West Pole, there are blood seas in the northwest, Penglai in the southeast, and Zhenyuan in the western wilderness.

However, the Demon Yuan blocked the road between Nanzhan Buzhou and Xiniuhe Continent, and blocked the passage of countless monks, and the luck of the Demon Yuan was lost, and the more time passed, the less luck the Demon Yuan would have. If you split the abyss again, it will be too dangerous.

So, she allowed this path above the horizon to exist. However, if a monk leaves this path in the middle of his journey, he will fall into the abyss and become the blood food of some bloodthirsty soul-eaters. After all, she is a demon, only for profit, and there will be no mercy.

Above the canopy, the golden light of merit fell, and the heavenly city that never sleeped. There are no demons, because they are the initiators.

The road of restoration, meritorious service to all immortals in the world, meritorious service to help the general trend of heaven and earth, should be rewarded. The merits are sprinkled back to the green body, adding a touch of light, and there are wisps of merit gathered on the Puying Ling Road, embellishing its shape.

Ten thousand demon fairies walk through the clouds in the city, and there are white clouds running through the four horizontal and four vertical avenues.

It's a substitute in the city. After all, a giant city with a radius of 100,000 miles cannot fly, and the immortals who are suppressed by the realm will also feel troublesome.

These clouds, back and forth, left and right, the right side is to go, the left side is to return, a hundred zhang in an instant, come and go unimpeded, such as the world of chariots, horses, cities, and rivers endlessly.

The ten thousand demon immortals set up a banquet and spread eight hundred tables of spirit fruits and spirit wine.

Qingluo face is kind to the world, although his appearance is extremely handsome, but not high and lonely and cold, his smile, such as the clouds gentle, such as the spring breeze ten miles, and Mu Wansheng, can infect all sentient beings, kind to invite heaven and earth, waiting for visitors from all directions.

Qingluo's palm is turned over, the sky is in a row, in the sky of the sky, in the sky of the sky, the line is a circle of gimbals, it is a viewing platform, the platform is a round platform, there is no difference between high and low. He stands in the center and can greet visitors from all directions.

In front of Wanshou Mountain, Qingjia stood quietly holding an invitation.

On the high mountain millions of miles away, the master and apprentice of the Baoshan Sanren looked at the candle and pondered silently.

In front of Biyou Palace, Qingyi waited with a post.

On the crape myrtle star, Qu Kong held a post in his hand and stood in front of the palace, and the moment the post was opened was the moment Qu Kong's memory returned, and the person in his memory would be the person in front of him. The person who wishes to follow life and death, the person who sacrifices his life to protect each other, the person who has left life and death will stand in front of him the moment he opens his eyes, and the most beautiful scene in the world is nothing more than this.

In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, Ao Guang looked at the returning Ao Bing with joy in his eyes.

In front of Shouyang Mountain, in front of Kunlun Mountain, under Sumeru Mountain, outside the South Heavenly Gate of Heavenly Court, outside Huoyun Cave, West Kunlun, Netherworld, Blood Sea, Penglai Immortal Mountain, Three Mountains and Five Mountains, Dongsheng Shenzhou Immortal Mansion, Nanzhan Buzhou Scattered Immortal Sect...

Every famous place, whether it is a big name or a small name, there are people from the Lotus Elf Clan who go to send stickers.

Send a post, invite all the immortals, Buddhas, gods and ghosts of heaven and earth to come to watch the ceremony and watch the ceremony of the heavenly city that never sleeps.

Of course, Qingluo knows that he is in the flood wilderness, and his qualifications are too shallow, so he will definitely not be able to move those heaven and earth powers, he will never overestimate himself, but Qingluo will not let the situation that no one from all directions comes.

On top of his invitation, he was respectful first, and then invited, inviting not only those powerful Buddha-figures, but also those powerful disciples.

With the identity of Qingluo's quasi-saint power, in addition to the saints, the entire flood wilderness can be called a Taoist friend. But he is willing to surrender his identity, and if he can't invite those great supernatural powers, he will invite the powerful juniors and disciples to voluntarily surrender.

If you really want to come, or it is inconvenient for you to come, or you don't want to go out of the mountain to avoid the power of stealing life, you will also send your junior disciples to watch the ceremony. Those who may have malicious intentions are also very likely to come to the younger generation of disciples, and send disciples to come, subconsciously they are not a generation higher than Qingluo?

Qingluo doesn't care about these fake generations, even if someone laughs at him behind his back, in the whole flood wilderness, except for the saint quasi-saint, how many people dare to laugh in front of him?

Today, it is Qingluo who asks for them, even if he suffers some losses and achieves his goal, it is worth it! If he asks for someone, he must have the attitude of asking for someone, and he will not be less at all. Those invitations sent to the saint's dojo are not for the sake of inviting saints, but only for inviting saints, even if they are three generations of disciples or four generations of disciples, it doesn't matter.

There will be no one in Kunlun Mountain, but he will not be less than the number of courtesies that a saint should have.

Netherworld Blood Sea, will there be someone coming, he will also invite, as long as someone comes, he will earn. If no one comes, Qingluo will also appear to be roughly wide, and it will be more able to test the attitude of the sea of blood.

Qingluo stood in the middle of the sky, looking up at the sky, in the northern sky, the crape myrtle star shined brightly, he had a smile on his face, a smile of relief, the happiness of the disciples, he will only be fulfilled as a master.

When Qingluo is raising his head, the wind and rain rise in all directions, the dragon and snake rise to land, the dragon roars the world, the four seas are born, and the golden dragon flies into the sky.

"I'll wait for the Dragon King of the Four Seas to come to congratulate the Great Immortal Spirit City after the completion of the work, and I have come to watch the ceremony!"

But it was the Dragon King of the Four Seas who came from all directions and was the first to come to watch the ceremony.

Qingluo smiled happily and said, "Thank you to the four dragon kings who traveled hundreds of millions of miles to come to the appointment." ”

Ao Guang stepped forward and said: "Daxian is polite, Xiaolong is still in the future and thanks Daxian for his painstaking teaching of my son Ao Bing's kindness." So saying, he bowed down.

Qingluo stretched out his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "Master and apprentice, it should be like this, there is no need to say thank you." ”

The Dragon King of the Four Seas congratulated, and Yueke stepped forward to accept the congratulatory gifts in person, inviting them to sit down on the cloud platform to watch the ceremony.

As soon as the Dragon King of the Four Seas sat down, two more children from the northwest came, each holding a plate of Lingzhen, and only these two plates of Lingzhen were enough to prove who the person who came.

That plate, which is not a thing of wood or earth and the five elements, is refined by the Nine Heavens Jinyun, which is considered an acquired spiritual treasure, but it is only used for the purpose of putting it on the plate.

On the two plates, each put two baby-like fruits, full of fineness, no different from ordinary children, on which the essence of the five elements manifested, the creation of the spirit cloud suspended, worthy of the treasure of heaven and earth.

Erdaotong stepped forward and said: "The younger generation was ordered by the family teacher to send ginseng fruit to congratulate the seniors on the completion of the Xiancheng ceremony. ”

As soon as these words came out, many little demon fairies all looked sideways, and their eyes shone at the four ginseng fruits in the boy's hand.

This ginseng fruit spread throughout the heavens and the earth, within the Three Realms, who doesn't know it, and who doesn't know?

The spirit fruit of this kind of superb innate spiritual root, each one of which requires the Great Fate Law to obtain.

Yueke stepped forward to take it, her hands trembled slightly, and she took it as if it were a treasure, for fear that something would go wrong.

Qingluo greeted with a smile: "Thank you two little friends for coming to watch the ceremony, the grace of Zhenyuan Daxian is remembered by the poor Dao, and I dare not forget it." ”

After the breeze and the moon, he also walked to the cloud platform and sat down.

After the two of them, a Taoist came from the west, stepped on the Puyinghua Road, and became the first Westerner to come from the east of this road.

The person who came smiled widely, opened his chest and leaked milk, and strode with a round and bright watermelon belly.

Qingluo greeted him: "Brother Maitreya is here in person, and the poor Dao is overjoyed. ”

Maitreya laughed and said, "Poor Dao just wants to come and ask for a meal." ”

Qingluo's eyebrows jumped: "Brother Dao is willing to come, no matter when you take care of your fasting meal!"

Maitreya touched his big belly, which was far smooth and white, and nodded with a smile: "That poor way can be remembered!"

After that, he followed behind Yueke, led him to the cloud platform of the viewing ceremony and sat down, sitting next to Qingfeng Mingyue, Maitreya's eyes became a slit, and he laughed and talked with the two boys.

Yueke was stunned, because there was suddenly an extra leaf in her hand, the Bodhi leaf, the world's most beautiful Buddha, the supreme treasure tree in Western Bliss.

Yue Ke was shocked, and the same ginseng fruit was collected by his side, and he didn't dare to let the little demon next to him stay.

After another half a moment, in the southern immortal volcano, a ball of fire flew and flew in front of Qingluo, revealing a beautiful woman wearing a fire-colored palace dress.

Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen it for hundreds of thousands of years, and the arrival of Chongying Daoists is a blessing for the poor." ”

Chongying's eyes were full of surprise, he had been looking at him since he showed his figure, and when he heard the words, he hurriedly returned to his senses: "The seniors are polite, and the juniors have come to congratulate the seniors on the completion of the ceremony." ”

Chongying still had a hint of awkwardness in her words, the quasi-saint power in front of her, who was still a little snake demon in her eyes hundreds of thousands of years ago, is now about to call her seniors, and the gap is so big that she can't react.

Yue Ke led Chongying to sit down on the cloud platform of the ceremony, and received Chongying's congratulatory gift, the Tianfeng Blood Stone, which was made of the true blood of the quasi-saint and the powerful Tianfeng.

Qingluo smiled at the arrogant girl back then, and now she knows that she is promised.

The etiquette between Zhenyuan Daxian and the Feng clan is very important, and Qingluo also knows it, because he has an interest relationship with them. And with the identity of these two parties, no matter how precious the treasures of heaven and earth are, it will not make people curious.

In the Kunlun Mountains, Qing Ding looked at the closed mountain gate and pinched the invitation in her hand, even though she had been standing for most of the day, she did not dare to slack off. After all, what she was in front of was the supreme existence of the saint dojo between heaven and earth.

Half a month ago, Qing summoned more than 100 clansmen who had cultivated successfully in the Lotus Elf Clan, personally gave the Falling Spirit Pattern Protection, distributed them to various places in the flood wilderness, sent spirit posts, and invited immortals from all walks of life to watch the ceremony.

This is the first time that their clan has done things for the mountain lord, they naturally can't fail, they can't live up to the trust of the mountain lord, although Qingluo said that it doesn't matter if you can invite people or not, the important thing is that the etiquette is there.

In the Kunlun Mountains, Yuan Shi raised his eyes to see that the sky was not sleeping, and his brows were furrowed. The Antarctic fairy on the side saw it and realized it in his heart. He walked out of the Yuxu Palace, and with a wave of his sleeves, a wind rose, rolling up Qingding and throwing it hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Qingding was at a loss, was she thrown out? She was gloomy in her heart, and she was about to leave in despair, before leaving, she remembered Qingluo's entrustment, bent down in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, bowed respectfully, and left.

Beside the Netherworld Blood Sea, Qing Geng's legs trembled outside the blood, holding a spiritual post, waiting for someone to come.

In the depths of the sea of blood, Shiva, one of the four demon kings, looked at Qing Geng, stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, this kind of elf manifestation is very delicious, she doesn't care about the invitation in her eyes, after all, a place that is about to be leveled by them, what is there to respect?

She stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and her five fingers pierced through the sea of blood, and the sharp five fingers were as suffocating as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the black and red blood stabbed at Qing Geng.

Qing Geng was so frightened that he was about to be stabbed to death by a blood-colored palm before he even had time to escape.

But the brilliance of the falling spirit pattern on his eyebrows was revealed, a green lotus was born out of thin air, and the green lotus bloomed thirty-six pieces, pieces of green like a sword, and the thirty-six swords were cut down, with a decisive edge, like a big knife, directly chopping the blood-colored palm, the flesh and bones were broken so much that they could no longer be broken, and the painful Shiva roared angrily, and the anger in his eyes rose.

The green lotus leaves were cut off, and the lotus platform had already flown away from the sea of blood with Qing Geng.

Qingluo on the Nightless Sky City, his eyebrows are beating, it seems that the sea of blood is not going to let go of Luoling Mountain, and even the person who sent the post wants to make a move.

Just as he was thinking, another golden light flashed through the sky in the east, tens of thousands of miles in an instant, and came to Qingluo's side.

But it was the Feathered Immortal who came, but he came with Teng Liu.

There was a hint of uneasiness on the face of the Winged Fairy, but it was more of a smile and a hint of respect: "The Winged Fairy is here to watch the ceremony with his wife, and he also invites the seniors to accept it!"

Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and looked at Teng Liu, whose face remained unchanged but his ears were red, and realized in his heart that it seemed that the Winged Immortal had taken away the hearts of his people.

Qingluo's face was kind, and he said with a smile: "Poor people accept it." You and I still call you a Taoist friend. His acceptance is to show that he, the elder, has agreed to the matter of the two of them.

The winged fairy was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Thank you before... Thank you for your success. ”

Although the Feather Wing Immortals have to call Qingluo a senior according to Teng Liu's identity, they are all powerful immortals, and they will do whatever they want, and they will not care about the messy names of those mortal worlds.

Teng Liu also stepped forward and saluted: "Thank you to the mountain lord for making it perfect." ”

Qingluo was just about to speak, and suddenly saw thousands of floating clouds in the east coming to the west, white flowers hanging down and scattering the sky, and there was a fairy aura, and the cranes and deer sang auspicious signs.

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