Chapter 114: Opening

Elder Xu Changchang, who was sitting under the Holy Lord of Da Luo, stood up from his seat, paced in the center, and said loudly.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors!"

While!

A chime rang, the sound was thick and long, evocative, and suddenly, the guests were stagnant and the noise was quiet.

The chimes seem to carry the vicissitudes and solemnity of endless years, and the sound becomes louder and louder as time goes by, echoing in the sky, like the sound of sacrifice, communicating the spirits of the ancestors of the Daluo Holy Land from generation to generation, and sacrificing.

Everyone's expressions were extremely solemn, whether they were the disciples of the Daluo Holy Land or the guests who had been invited to watch the ceremony.

The Holy Lord of Da Luo got up, three huge spiritual incense sticks appeared in his hands, and they were inserted on the incense case very solemnly, and then bowed slightly in the direction of the Da Luo Palace, bowed down, and the majestic voice sounded.

"May our ancestors bless me Daluo!"

All the Da Luo disciples and elders bowed down together, extremely respectful, and their voices filled the sky!

"May our ancestors bless me Daluo!"

Daluo Holy Land, it needs to be defended by generations of people in Daluo Holy Land to the death and carried forward, Daluo Hall shook slightly, it seemed that the spirit of the ancestors appeared and responded.

When the sound of sacrifice finally dissipated in the wind, Elder Xu Chang got up again and said loudly.

"Feast guests!"

In an instant, the endless colorful glow descended above the nine heavens, dazzling, which can compete with the scorching sun, symbolizing the auspicious clouds falling and lingering in the entire Sword Square.

The glow and auspicious clouds reflect each other, creating a scene of a blessed land of the fairy family, the glow is shining, and the haze is long. Seeing the eyes of the monks, the exclamations were endless.

Even the monks could faintly see the figures flickering in the depths of the endless clouds, as if they were constantly approaching.

The clouds dispersed, and a pair of orderly Daluo Holy Land disciples rushed in with sumptuous delicacies in their hands, shuttling back and forth, putting all kinds of delicacies on the table.

Lingguo vegetarian food, clear tea, and flower dew are prepared for many Buddhist guests, and Zhenguo spirit wine, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and fairy jade elixir are prepared for all Taoist disciples.

Of course, among them, the unique spiritual fruit of the Daluo Holy Land is naturally indispensable, and the Daluo spiritual fruit has a very extraordinary use for the monks of the Foundation Building Realm and the Jindan Realm.

For a while, all the monks began to taste this sumptuous feast, and they were staggered, chatting and laughing, and there was a harmonious and lively atmosphere.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, with a hint of lightness and pleasure, followed by the sound of drums, knocked down on the hearts of everyone, and the next moment, all kinds of music on the Sword Square were swirling, which made people feel extremely comfortable and happy.

In the clouds, there were once again human figures, and 3,600 sword dancing women held spirit swords, their sleeves fluttering, jumping into everyone's eyes, blending with melodious music, dancing.

The posture of the sword dance, sometimes like Chang'e running to the moon, the sword light is full of coldness and gloom, sometimes like spring returning to the earth, full of vitality, strong spring, sometimes like a fairy in the dust and ethereal.

Seeing that the monks were fascinated, their eyes did not want to move a little, and some of the monks did not know that the wine was spilled.

After three rounds of drinking, the leaders of the Daluo Sword Dictionary of the major holy lands stood up one after another and sent congratulatory words.

"Taiyi Holy Land came to congratulate, I wish the Daluo Holy Land a thousand years of prosperity and prosperity!" A middle-aged monk with a gentle face came from the Taiyi Holy Land, bowed down and congratulated loudly.

"Taixuan Holy Land is here to congratulate, I wish the Daluo Holy Land a gathering of heroes and talents, and the sky is proud!"

"Jinyang Holy Land sincerely congratulates, I wish the Daluo Holy Land a deterrent universe!" Lin Zhenghua smiled, bowed slightly, and congratulated.

Sitting on the high platform, the Holy Lord of Da Luo listened to the congratulations of the major holy places, and bowed his head slightly.

As the sword dance ended, the monks looked into the depths of the clouds again, expecting it.

Whoosh——!

Whoosh——!

Yunxia rolled for a while, and two streams of light flew out, they were the two core disciples of the Daluo Holy Land, their breath was extremely terrifying, and they had reached the consummation realm of the Jindan realm, and they were two Jindan real people, and the two of them bowed slightly to the high platform.

"Senior Brother He, you have to be careful, I'm not polite!" A young man with a delicate face and a young man who didn't seem to be very old clasped his hands slightly and laughed.

That Senior Brother He was a middle-aged man with a steady expression, and his eyes said calmly: "Senior Brother Duan, please!"

The appearance of the two caused an uproar among everyone, that young man was a proud figure in the Daluo Holy Land, and many of the guests who came to watch the ceremony had heard of his name.

Qingyun hand, Duan Yutang!

The best among the core disciples of the Great Luo Holy Land, a popular candidate for promotion to the true disciple.

The next moment, the two of them shot at the same time, and the Xuanqing aura in Duan Yutang's body filled his body, directly covering his figure, and at the same time, the Xuanqing aura fluctuated violently, gradually condensing into a three-zhang tall, wearing a Xuanqing-colored battle armor, holding the majestic Jiazi Divine General Phantom of Tiange.

Senior Brother He's expression was solemn, he didn't expect Duan Yutang to be so competitive, and as soon as he came up, he displayed the magic power of the six Ding Liujia divine generals, and he had to be ready for it.

I saw that a war knife flew out of Senior Brother He's dantian, and the quality was impressively at the treasure level, and the incomparably strong aura poured into it, and the sword on the treasure war knife condensed, and the incomparable edge directly cut through the void, resulting in a trace of void cracks.

The battle between the two was about to break out, and Tian Ge was wrapped in an incomparable power like a heavenly sword, slashing at Senior Brother He, with such a fast speed, all the disciples only saw a green light flashing, and the next moment had already come.

Fall to the front!

Senior Brother He took one step at a time, and all the edges on the sword in his right hand converged on the blade, slashing away from the bottom up, and the extreme sword turned into a horse, like thunder.

Rumble!

The strong aura ripples generated by the collision of divine powers spread, and the surrounding clouds were empty.

"Happy, Senior Brother He, pick me up with a Qingluan Wind Feather!"

The two of them fought equally, Duan Yutang's eyes were filled with battle intent, his hands flashed blue, a pair of treasure-quality cyan gloves wrapped his hands, and a steady stream of spiritual energy poured into his right hand.

Seeing Duan Yutang's right hand stretched out, endless clouds and qi converged, condensed into cloud qi Qingluan, and with a loud roar, he rose to the sky, staring at Senior Brother He extremely fiercely.

With a fan of his wings, Qingluan's body gradually became illusory, but the thousands of green feathers became more and more condensed, and sharp wind blades were entwined on them, cutting out the slightest crack.

Fall!

Thousands of green feathers covered the sky and the sun and fell towards Senior Brother He, which was extremely spectacular and dangerous!

Senior Brother He's expression was extremely solemn and he stepped on the gossip, and took a step in each of the eight directions in a row, and the slightest sharp qi gathered from all directions, and at the same time, Senior Brother He's body was filled with a chilling and rich murderous aura, which gradually condensed, and a white tiger phantom entangled in evil appeared behind him, roaring angrily.

Slash the sky in all directions!

With a swing of the long-accumulated sword, the White Tiger Phantom split into eight, and the eight blades plowed a deep furrow above the ground, rising into the sky, fusing into an incomparably huge blade of slashing the sky.

The wind feathers in the sky are against the blade of the sky!

Violent explosions raged in midair, and the only wind from the aftermath was painful on everyone's faces.

"Agreed, Senior Brother He!"

In the end, Duan Yutang had a slight advantage, Senior Brother He looked at the wound that was cut by Feng Yu, nodded calmly, and said nothing.

The two of them bowed respectfully to the high platform, and then turned into two streamers of light and disappeared into the clouds.

Witnessing such a wonderful and rare Jindan real person competition, all the disciples were immersed in it and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

At this point, the opening session has been completely over, and the next step is the competition.

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