The deadline for the eighty-one yuan meeting will soon come.

Since the opening of heaven and earth, in the years of the Eighty-one Yuan Society, countless strong people have been born.

Although the path of the Great Dao may not be higher and smoother than that of future generations, their achievements are to make the heavens marvel and all beings bow down.

And on this day, it will be looked up to and remembered by countless living beings in future generations.

When!when!

Nine bells rang, Huanglu bell, slightly oscillating sound.

"See the Heavenly Monarch!"

All the gods worship together, there are eight directions of the Great Yao, twelve earthly branches, ten heavenly stems, seven stars in the north, six stars in the south, innate star gods, and countless gods and demons after tomorrow.

On one side of the altar, nine levels are high, and the Cangli clan bears his hand on it, overlooking the gods.

"Heaven and earth warp and weft, the sun and the moon shine together, after the eighty-one yuan of heaven and earth, there should be a god race to call the world. ”

The Earth Monarch Yue Jian Clan, the Divine Monarch Ju Fang Clan, under the sacrificial steps, loud and loud.

"Please Heavenly Monarch, open up the Protoss Avenue!"

"Please Heavenly Monarch, open up the Protoss Avenue!"

"Please Heavenly Monarch, open up the Protoss Avenue!"

The gods roared in unison, setting off waves above Zhou Mountain.

Thousands of mountains and heavenly pillars are extremely high, and there are infinite gods and demons cheering at the same time.

Cangli raised his hand and said, "Thank you for your heart, with your help, Shinto will prosper!"

Boom! Boom!

The gods knelt down, and each god and demon bowed their heads, and a little light jumped out of the top door.

Since the immortality of gods and demons, there have been true record dao realms, there are void dao realms, there are gods illuminating dao realms, there are true dao realms, there are dao form dao realms, and there are too void dao realms.

The Seven Gods and Demons Dao Realm, the immeasurable gods and demons, all bowed down at this time.

"Great cause can be expected!"

Cangli's low voice was like talking to himself, and the immeasurable glowing light covered the altar in an instant.

The nine-fold altar, about 10,000 feet high, was completely covered under these shining lights.

However, this altar, I don't know what the mystery is, the radiant light is endless, and the 'appetite' of this altar seems to be endless.

These colorful lights are integrated into the altar bit by bit, and the gods on the altar are more gorgeous and wonderful.

"Groan!"

In the eastern sky, there is a dragon chanting. A green dragon, stepping on clouds and mist, with a dragon body, stretching in the fog and clouds.

As soon as this green dragon came out, many gods and demons frowned and looked at Tianyu.

At that time, the dragon clan sacrificed, and there were also chaotic Kun clans that disrupted the memorial ceremony, which made the ancestor Erlong anxious.

'Do you want to continue now?'

Many of the holiness watching, gloating.

"My Dragon Clan, Qingtian Junhe!"

Of course, Qinglong would not be so unwise, and the Chaokun clan back then was driven away by his father dragon.

He, a dragon son who is far inferior to the Chaokun clan, wants to disrupt a great god who suppresses the eternals, then he is really asking for his own death.

"I wish to belong to the Protoss, pay tribute every year, and see you every year. ”

The Qinglong clan groaned, and the body of the dragon's head and human body manifested, standing in front of the altar, bowing politely.

"Wow!"

There is a sacred bird in the south singing, dancing in the fire, immortal Nanming leaves the fire, and sprinkles a sea of fire.

"Feng Clan, praise for the Heavenly Monarch!"

Suzaku dances an elegant and noble dance, with its five-colored wings stretched, which makes the gods intoxicated.

A goddess dressed in five-colored heavenly clothes, with a delicate demeanor and a graceful posture, came to the altar to salute this Cangli clan.

"The Feng clan is willing to embrace the gods, pay tribute every year, and see you every year. ”

The Vermilion Bird Heavenly Maiden is the same as the Qinglong Clan, both of whom are the daughters of Zu Feng, and now that Zu Feng is away. The power is monopolized, and there is no stagnation in the Feng clan.

"Moo!"

A turtle in the north, the gods are introverted, and the mountains and rivers are moving.

This Xuan Turtle is the youngest son of Xuan Huan, his own name is Zhenwu, he is the young master of the Xuan Turtle lineage, and he is also the pride of inheriting Xuan Huan's legacy.

"Congratulations...... Heavenly Monarch, the Protoss is immeasurably eternal!"

Zhenwu is chic, uninhibited with an unattainable solemnity.

"My Xuan Tortoise, I am willing to cling to the wings of the Protoss, pay tribute from generation to generation, and prosper the foundation of the Protoss. ”

The Xuangui lineage has been lonely since the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han Clans, and it is no longer a big force that is only the slightest weaker than the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

In the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, not only the vitality of the ethnic group was greatly damaged. is surrounded by a group of 'wolves', and its power is weakening day by day. Now there is an urgent need for an unfailing 'backer', and the Cangli clan is a good choice.

"The four innate clans, there is still one thing missing. You said...... Tiger Clan, will it come?"

The Cangli clan playfully said to the candle dragon clan in front of him.

In this noisy festival, how can there be a Shinto patriarch like the Candle Dragon Clan.

If you talk about the depth of qualifications, even the Yue Jian clan, who is now in the seat of the earth monarch, is far inferior to him.

That was when the Cangli clan rose from the micro end and worked hard to cultivate the foundation, so they followed the Cangli clan.

In the words of 'dynasty troubles', even if it is a dragon hero, his status is special, and he cannot be taken lightly.

Although because of the Dragon Clan, there was a rift between the Cangli Clan and the Candle Dragon Clan, which made the Cangli Clan feel like lifting a stone and smashing his feet.

"If the Tiger Clan were interested, they should come. ”

The Candle Dragon Clan whispered to himself on the side, and looked at the Qinglong Clan between his eyebrows and eased.

"As long as the White Tiger is wise and knowledgeable, and does not want to cause trouble, he will definitely come. ”

The Candle Dragon Clan looked at the Cangli Clan with unfinished eyes, and kept his mouth shut.

The four innate clans have come to the three clans, and the white tiger is missing, which is not a wise move.

For the Candle Dragon Clan, which the Cangli Clan knows very well, the Cangli Clan is not a broad-minded person, and at some point, the Tiger Clan will be buried.

"Since ......"

Cangli opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as he spoke.

"Roar!"

A tiger body that does not know how many thousands of zhang is like frost and cold snow, white and flawless.

This white tiger jumped into the sky and also stepped on the edge of the altar, and raised a little: "The tiger clan worships ......"

The four innate races surrendered under the altar, which made the hearts of the gods and demons rise.

The gods and demons who have not experienced the dragon and Han calamities are difficult to understand the domineering style of the innate four clans, so naturally they will not have any feelings.

"My Tiger Clan, I am willing to serve the Heavenly Monarch for the rest of my life and be the eternal prosperity of the God Clan!"

The real body of thousands of white tigers has a hideous face, and a faint gilded divine pattern on his forehead.

"Every year is worshipped, every year is prayed!"

The attitude of this white tiger is extremely low, not at all like its appearance, it looks powerful and slaughtering.

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Monarch, there are four gods to vote, great joy, great joy!"

The Heavenly Machine Star God said with admiration at this time, corresponding to the millions of gods and demons kneeling below. Undoubtedly, the gods and demons were happy when they heard this. After all, 'ideals' are a luxury, and only a few who cannot exist without gods can be qualified to have them.

"It's a happy event, congratulations!"

Cangli is talking about categorical things, and I don't know if it's a coincidence, or a special [coincidence].

The number of eighty-one yuan of heaven and earth was abruptly reached at this time.

At the moment when this white tiger stepped into this Zhou Mountain, an inexplicable sense of familiarity made Cangli's gaze stagnate.

That is the innate divine inspiration, that is the cheer from heaven and earth, that is the echo from heaven and earth......

"Finally...... Started ......"