Chapter 83 The Son of God appears, the monument is strange
Lu Shaoyou looked around for a week and found that under the four hanging lists, there were about a hundred large chairs with handles, and below that, there were one hundred and eight chairs. I think these are the positions for the clan elders, or even the clan leader.
As for the following, it goes without saying that it must be for the Holy Son to sit on.
Lu Shaoyou waited for about half an hour. The disciples all took their seats and the bells in the sky suddenly stopped.
"boom--"
Suddenly, one hundred and eight monstrous auras suddenly erupted from all around Taihuang Square. Each pillar of air was like a smoke of essence, burning into the sky. These one hundred and eight auras were released together as if they had been agreed upon, stirring up the sky.
The clouds and one hundred and eight auras were getting closer and closer. One hundred and eight men and women dressed in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary momentum were seen coming from all directions. Behind each of them was a person full of energy, and the clouds were densely covered.
Appearing, the disciples in the field suddenly fell silent. You could hear a needle drop in the huge square, and then everyone burst out into crazy roars. Every demon cultivator seemed to have gone crazy, roaring like crazy, like a beating.
As if they were on stimulants, they looked at the one hundred and eight men and women with red faces, as if the entire square had turned into a boiling oil cauldron.
One hundred and eight men and women are either domineering, ethereal, elusive, charming, earthly, or sharp... All the men are outstanding, heroic, and strong, coming from afar.
Walking slowly, like spears piercing the sky, each one is overwhelming. The woman may have a calm face, or her face may be covered by a gauze veil, or she may smile sweetly, or she may be extremely cold, these men and women are arrogant.
They formed a row, walked step by step towards the 108 seats, and then sat down as if nothing had happened. This scene was so grand that even Lu Shaoyou's face was shocked, and he looked longing.
Boom——
The Seven Spiritual Dust Bell rang loudly again, with an indescribable lingering sound, and then the sky was filled with thousands of streaks of auspicious colors and brilliant rays of light. The entire Taihuang Square was rendered into a peaceful atmosphere.
"唳——" I heard the sound of cranes croaking one after another, and I saw the peak masters and elders coming one by one on cranes. Their big sleeves were fluttering, and their Taoist robes made a sound in the air. In a trance, they actually gave people
A person from the Immortal Path, how does he look like a demon clan!
The elders slowly sat down, and one of them slowly stood up. His simple face and majestic aura immediately silenced the entire Taihuang Square. He nodded, extremely satisfied, glanced around for a week, and said to everyone: "
Ten years have passed since the last conference, and the new outer sect competition is coming again. In these ten years, some new people have emerged. I hope you can show your style in this competition.
Let us old guys take a look at the future of our Yanwu tribe! Let other demon clan children see our Yanwu tribe’s demeanor as the twelve major clans of the demon clan! I hope you can use your full strength and don’t hide your clumsiness. This kind of cowardice is a kind of cowardice.
Performance! If you have strength, you should show it! I think you should be able to do it, right?"
"Yes! -" The disciples around Lu Shaoyou and even the entire square were incited and roared fiercely. This sound was like a landslide and tsunami, resounding through the sky. Lu Shaoyou muttered secretly in his heart, this old guy actually incorporated a trace of it into his voice.
The demonic sound made all the disciples' blood boil. It was indeed not easy.
"Then, it's still the old rule. Before the competition, we, the Yanwu tribe, still need to sacrifice to the sky! Please invite the great elder, Elder Luokonglou, who is also the great elder of Qinglong Peak, to come and preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony for us! Everyone is welcome!"
The audience suddenly burst into warm applause.
Lu Shaoyou's eyes bulged and he fell into the air? Isn't that his master?!
Sure enough, Luokonglou stepped forward. Today, he was wearing a dark golden robe with a crow spreading its wings embroidered on the robe. This crow was covered in flames and looked majestic. Luokonglou cleared his throat and looked around.
Next to the surrounding area, he said slowly: "Rise the cauldron!" His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly, and they couldn't help but admire the great elder even more.
As soon as the Great Elder finished speaking, he saw a huge bronze cauldron being carried by four demon cultivators to the competition ground. The Great Elder landed in front of the cauldron and cast a series of spells. The cauldron suddenly overflowed with light, and a fairy light came from the cauldron.
A vast, ancient breath gushed out from the cauldron.
As soon as this fairy light was ejected, Lu Shaoyou was suddenly startled, because he clearly felt the mysterious stone tablet in his body shake violently. He seemed to be extremely resentful, and there was an aura of jealousy and anger coming out. Even Lu Shaoyou didn't know it.
What reason.
"Worship the Holy Mother!"
As soon as Luokonglou's voice fell, all the disciples knelt down one after another. Lu Shaoyou also followed the disciples and wanted to kneel down, but he discovered a very sad fact, he couldn't move!
I can't even kneel down!
Lu Shaoyou clearly felt that the angry aura of the mysterious stone tablet in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he seemed to have a strong unwillingness! Fortunately, everyone was kneeling down at this time and could not see him, otherwise he would be in misery.
"Second thanks to the late emperor!" Luokonglou's voice fell again.
Bang - Lu Shaoyou's standing body suddenly knelt down, making Lu Shaoyou extremely depressed.
What happened to this mysterious stone tablet?
"Three sacrifices to heaven and earth!"
Everyone bowed respectfully to the cauldron again, even the elders looked respectful.
"The ceremony is completed!" Luokonglou said loudly, "Now I announce that the outer sect competition of our Yanwu tribe has officially begun!"
"Roar——" Countless disciples shouted one after another. What they were waiting for was this moment of success. Even Lu Shaoyou couldn't help shouting at this moment. Only one hundred and eight saints still looked the same as before, with a look of confusion on their faces.
It doesn't matter.
As the competition officially kicked off, more than a dozen elders walked into the competition ground to keep the protective shield strong. There were many competition stages in the competition ground, and dozens of deacons walked in, took the list and started calling.
"Now let's start the battle for the Bronze Ranking! Disciples who are preparing to compete, please be prepared." An elder used his full strength to spread his voice.
"Fenghua, Ma Fei, Channel 2!"
"Wu Zongli, Ye Ming, Channel 18!"
"Pingfeng, Hao Longcheng, Channel 31!"
...
Lu Shaoyou sat motionless in his seat. Originally, he didn't want to watch the competition between these ordinary disciples, but he thought that he really had nothing to do now, so he might as well regard this as a recreational activity. Lu Shaoyou scanned the four rooms casually.
Nineteen people on the stage kept shaking their heads. The moves of these disciples were too simple and old-fashioned. Although some disciples' moves were much more sophisticated, they still lacked murderous intent and lack of bravery. They would suffer a lot if they fought with the enemy on the battlefield.
deficit.
Lu Shaoyou slowly closed his eyes, wanting to take a nap, when suddenly a feeling of being spied on came to his mind.
Brush - Lu Shaoyou suddenly raised his head, frowned and glanced around. Did he feel wrong? Impossible! Lu Shaoyou's eyes lingered for a long time among the one hundred and eight saints and the elders' seats. What would happen?
Who is it? Could it be the Holy Son of Tianchi? It's impossible. I feel that there seem to be two eyes, one of which is familiar to me. It seems that I have seen it somewhere. Lu Shaoyou can't help but frown. Could it be his master?
? Lu Shaoyou glanced at Luokonglou vaguely and found that he was resting with his eyes closed and motionless. Lu Shaoyou rang for a long time without knowing who it was. He couldn't help but shook his head and continued to watch the competition.
At the Holy Son's table, Luo Fanchen suddenly turned his head and said with a half-smile to a girl in gauze beside him: "Girl in Tsing Yi, it seems that you and Qingyin have been discovered."
I saw the gauze girl whispering: "I didn't expect that he was so alert. He was discovered after just exploring for a while. Sure enough, he has some skills, but to be worthy of our Qingyin, these alone are not enough.
"Yes." She said and stretched out her slender hand to touch the shy girl lying in her arms, which immediately made the girl even more shy. She twisted her body reluctantly and started playing with the girl.
Luo Fanchen smiled slightly, turned his head and said to the other two teenagers: "Junior Brother Xingchen, Senior Brother Tiange, what do you think?"
Luo Tiange has a handsome face, his face is as sharp as a knife, and his whole person has a sense of soaring from the dust, while Luo Xingchen has a face of ease, and his delicate face always has a warm smile and a pair of eyes.
It is as vast as the stars in the universe, constantly evolving the disillusionment, life and death of heaven and earth.
"Haha, haven't Junior Brother Fanchen always admired this Junior Brother, why are you asking about us?" Luo Tiange exuded a kingly aura, blowing away the misty feeling, and said to Luo Fanchen gently.
"Yes, Senior Brother Fanchen," Luo Xingchen also showed a playful smile, "If you must ask, didn't the girl in Tsing Yi just answer you?"
Luo Fanchen couldn't help but roll his eyes and snorted: "What's the impression of her? It's obviously..."
"Huh?" Luo Qingyi hummed softly, and glanced at Luo Fanchen with her beautiful eyes like autumn water. Luo Fanchen immediately stopped talking. His funny look was hilarious. Luo Qingyin giggled in Luo Qingyi's arms.
The sound made Luo Fanchen feel helpless.
Lu Shaoyou didn't know yet that at this time, he had been commented on by the four strongest saints one by one, and he was still watching the competition with relish.
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