Hmm, isn't this Brother Renze?

How did the Shenxiao Sect let you out of the mountain again?"

As soon as he entered the main hall, an old voice suddenly sounded.

When Lin Zhao heard this, he saw an old Taoist with neat hair and white as frost holding a jade cup in his hand, looking at Renze True Immortal with surprised eyes.

There was not the slightest trace of cultivation on this white-haired Taoist man, his qi was restrained, and his neat beard seemed to be wet with wine stains, as if he had just discovered the identity of the visitor, and his face was full of joy.

is full of emotion, and he is an old drama bone!

Lin Zhao thought to himself.

"Hehe, when I'm older, I like to move around.

Isn't it the same with Tongyuan Daoyou?"

Renze True Immortal looked at the white-haired Taoist, his face was like a spring breeze, rippling tight.

The white-haired Taoist is named Tongyuan, and he is an old true immortal of the Taiyi Sect, with a high seniority, which is equivalent to Renze true immortal, and they are all old antiques.

Behind him, a man and a woman sat young.

Among them, the female cultivator was dressed in a white Taoist robe, a white hood, and a white veil, and sat there as pure as water.

It was Yan Bingxin, who Lin Zhao had met in the Taiyi Void Tianhe back then, and was also a friend of Concubine Yuming, and participated in the double cultivation ceremony of the two.

At this moment, he was looking at Lin Zhao with warm eyes, with a smile in his eyes.

Lin Zhao smiled slightly and gestured to his chin.

Beside him, there was a handsome young Taoist who was looking at Huo Tiandu with an awe-inspiring gaze.

This person's name is Shi Zhihua, and he is the contemporary senior brother of the Taiyi Sect, whose strength is unfathomable, but he was defeated by Huo Tiandu twice.

Ren Ze and Tongyuan True Immortal exchanged pleasantries for a while, and greeted other great powers.

Lin Zhao looked around, the characters of the older generation were basically unknown, and among the younger generation, he saw a few acquaintances.

Among them, the most familiar ones are Huo Feng'er and Zhuo Hao of the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect.

At this moment, Huo Feng'er smiled like a spring flower, and was beckoning desperately to herself, a few years have passed, this little lady is still a delicate figure, and it seems that she will not grow tall in the future.

Zhuo Hao's temperament is like a scorching sun, becoming more and more handsome and dazzling, and standing there the whole person seems to have become a golden sun.

Lin Zhao was secretly awe-inspiring when he saw this, Zhuo Hao had obviously achieved the Yuan Shen, but the qi machine could not be completely restrained, it should have been not long ago.

In addition to these two people, there is also Yin Tianlan of the Colorful Immortal Sect, and Ba Zongxing of the Gods and Demons Refining Gang True Sect.

There was also a lean man standing beside Ba Zongxing.

This person looks like he has an ordinary face and a gentle temperament, but in Lin Zhao's induction, he seems to see a majestic mountain that overwhelms the ancient and modern, vicissitudes and thick, ancient and majestic.

An inexplicable sense of depression involuntarily rose in my heart.

It is a kind of warning that instinctively rises behind the great enemy of martial arts.

If it is not bad as expected, this person should be the chief ancestor of the God and Demon Refining Gang True Sect.

Zu Nianyuan also felt the same way, seeing that among the four people of the Shenxiao Sect, the handsome Taoist who finally entered the main hall was tall, with an ethereal temperament, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he could handle anything indifferently.

Later, he sensed that there seemed to be a void sun hidden in this person's body, exuding immeasurable light and heat, illuminating the void, and having an eternal and uniform majesty.

Back then, in Yuanling Cave Heaven, they used to fight against each other, Ba Zongxing nodded to Lin Zhao, Lin Zhao smiled back, but saw that Zu Nianyuan beside him also nodded to himself.

The expression on Lin Zhao's face remained unchanged, and he also returned the favor.

There is an impulse churning in his heart, and he can't make a move immediately to prove his martial arts powers with Zu Nianyuan.

As soon as the thought moved, the mind returned to the realm of the eternal Void Great Sun, and turned its gaze to the others.

Then Lin Zhao saw two more "acquaintances", one was Bai Ningshuang of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace of the Northern Heaven Wuzhou, with a white veil on his face, waving to Lin Zhao.

Beside him, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked at her with a surprised face, and looked at it with Bai Ningshuang's gesture.

Immediately, Lin Zhao felt a majestic and immeasurable coldness crushing him, making his form and spirit rise inexplicably cold at the same time.

Lin Zhao's heart moved, and the thunder on his body loomed, barely dissolving this coldness.

Knowing that the other party was just an instinct, not intentionally targeting himself, but Lin Zhao still didn't dare to look at Bai Ningshuang anymore.

so as not to "innocently suffer"!

Looking to the side, he saw a golden-robed man staring at him, his eyes were cold and fierce, without the slightest emotion.

But it is the six-winged golden cicada of the Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace.

This guy is now said to have been renamed "Jin Liuchi".

Lin Zhao deliberately smiled at him gently, but saw this guy twist his head to the side.

Hehe, it's still so stubborn!

Lin Zhao had an even more smile on his face, and followed closely behind Huo Tiandu, looking comfortable, as relaxed as if he was in his own sect.

In the main hall here, none of the demon clans in the sea have been seen, so there must be other arrangements.

All the people here are land monks and great demons, and the dragon clan will settle the two sides together, so they are not afraid of fighting and overturning this hall?

Or is it for another purpose?

Hmm~ This is very likely.

Lin Zhao's mind wandered through his thoughts, and suddenly saw Renze True Immortal bowing to the many monks in the main hall:

"You guys are coming early, the old way is late, you should be punished with three glasses of wine. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged monk with a black beard hanging down on his chest, and a shiny monk laughed:

"Renze's predecessor wants to drink the wine of the dragon clan and says bluntly, why bother to find such a reason?"

Beside him, there were Huo Feng'er and Zhuo Hao, and Lin Zhao guessed that this person should be the power of the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect.

"Hahaha, Haoyang True Immortal's words are wrong, I don't have anything else in the True Water Palace, the wine is enough, and it is all spiritual wine that has been cellared for more than three hundred years.

I haven't seen you for many years, and today I will definitely have a good drink. ”

Ao Hua seems to be the power of the dragon clan to entertain many Terran monks, regardless of how to cultivate for the time being, this eight-sided exquisite ability is absolutely first-class.

At this time, his words were heroic, and he was faintly polite to Renze True Immortal.

"I'll treat you as a guy who is not big or small, look at how arrogant the owner is, what are you anxious about?"

Renze True Immortal rolled his eyes, pointed at Haoyang True Immortal and scolded with a smile.

Seeing this, the older generation in the hall all made jokes, the atmosphere was harmonious, and they were all harmonious, and they all made old friends meet each other, and they were not very happy.

Where are the conflicting interests?

It is the strong demon god of Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace, and they are all laughing with many human race true immortals.

Only separated from Haoyang True Immortals, they will never talk to each other.

Between the Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace and the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect, it was a real feud, water and fire were incompatible, and they absolutely did not interact with each other.

But at this moment, the two sides did not have the slightest intention of conflict, Lin Zhao realized something, and couldn't help but be secretly impressed by the superb methods of the older generation of "smiling on their faces and secretly making small knives".

To be old and not to die is to be a thief, this is true.

A few hours later, there were great sects arriving one after another, including the True Immortal Gate, Zhengtian Temple, and Hanging Sword Mountain, all of which had powerful True Immortals with their younger disciples and came to the meeting.

Among them, there are also acquaintances of Lin Zhao and Huo Tiandu, one is Mo Zhihua of Hanging Sword Mountain, and the other is Wang Shouzheng of Zhengtian Courtyard.

Wang Shouzheng has a very good relationship with Huo Tiandu, Lin Zhao had heard Gou Zhonghai talk about this person before, and when he saw it at this time, he was actually the true one of the gods.

In the Shoten-in Temple, it should be called "Hanlin".

Wang Shouzheng came with an old man in a wide robe and big sleeves and a high crown on his head.

This person is the famous Mr. Shuixin, who is rumored to have survived the sixth heavenly tribulation, and is a contemporary scholar of Zhengtian Academy, one of the true immortals of Zhenyuan.

Lin Zhao communicated with Mr. Shui Xin for a while, and was quite appreciated by the old man, who was very surprised by his knowledge.

Relatively speaking, among the younger generation, another one that made Lin Zhao feel pressure was Mo Zhihua.

After not seeing each other for many years, this chief master sister of Hanging Sword Mountain has become more and more profound in her kendo cultivation, and she has gradually begun to hide her blade inside, raise her sword intent inside, and build up momentum to grow her magical powers.

This banquet lasted for three days and three nights, during which all kinds of spiritual materials and delicacies were endless, and flowing water was generally interspersed on the table.

Different wines were served one after another, showing the profound heritage of the dragon clan to the fullest.

In the first half, many juniors didn't dare to speak out, just watched many seniors perform.

Lin Zhao didn't care about it, he ate elegantly, it seemed to be slow and logical, but he ate the whole scene.

Savor the deliciousness of different spiritual foods, and push back the source of the ingredients, as well as the temperament and effect of the elixir.

During this period, he was able to talk about the Tao and exchange magic powers, although he never told his own secrets, but all kinds of cultivation insights still made Lin Zhao and other juniors intoxicated.

At the end of the drink, the hall was staggered, and then it began to move around, the elders had a circle of elders, and the younger generations also had their own contacts.

Lin Zhao and his senior brother raised their glasses and exchanged in a low voice with Huo Feng'er, Zhuo Hao, Ba Zongxing, Zu Nianyuan, Bai Ningshuang, Yan Bingxin, Wang Shouzheng, and Mo Zhihua.

even deliberately found "Jin Liuchi" halfway, but people ignored it at all.

Lin Zhao was indifferent, and he was not angry, looking at the six-winged golden cicada as if he was looking at a naughty junior.

Making him more and more angry, Lin Zhao laughed and left, causing the young monks to be stunned.

The wine banquet of the True Water Palace was in full swing, and somewhere in the submarine spiritual veins of the Qianlong Sea, there were three figures standing on the edge of a huge blood lake at this moment.

Among the three figures, the middle one is nearly a foot tall, with ape arms and a bee waist, a handsome face, and often shows indifferent confidence.

To his left, stood an old man with a pale face, a wrinkled forehead, a thick beard, and eyes as sparkling as rubies.

It is the Supreme Elder of the Blood Sea Demon Sect, the True Immortal known as the "West Sea Blood Demon".

To the right of the handsome man stood the Blood Sea Demon Sect's contemporary Holy Son, the Soul Saint.

Back then, in the extraterritorial void, the Immortal Heart Saint was chased and killed tens of thousands of miles by Lin Zhao, who was just the beginning of the Great Dao of Universe, and escaped with his life, but this time it was even more majestic, from the inside out, revealing the ancient evil.

On the other side of the blood lake, there are the corpses of two dragon sharks, and on the side are the corpses of dragon whales and blue sea spirit snakes.

These corpses were crumpled and shrunk countless times, and it seemed that all the blood and life essence around their bodies had been squeezed dry, as if they had gone through countless years and could be weathered at any time.

The blood lake was as viscous as mercury, and there seemed to be a blood-colored true dragon looming inside, exuding a faint sweet fragrance.