Chapter 42, Luan Bird Vest, Imperial City Conference! (5000+ children!)
The bloody Jedi, red gravel flying and sweeping, several formations emitting holy light, making this place impossible to deduce.
A hundred-foot giant monument with spiritual light stands erect, and its material is actually made of the legendary dragon-patterned black gold.
The traces on the ancient stele are mottled, and the desolate divine patterns and traces have endless imperial power! Spanning between the heaven and the earth, the majestic aura seems to suppress the past, present and future, and the three thousand realms!
Around the ancient monument, countless Taoist corpses with human heads and snake bodies were twisted and crawling, as if forming a mysterious formation. A skinny old man was merely held hostage by the divine source, motionless, sitting and lying in the center of the formation, as if he had really passed away.
In front of the ancient monument.
In his palm he held tightly a sacred stone of multicolored rays of light, with a snake's tail entwined. His face was sad and desolate, but his lifeless eyes were only staring at the east.
Deep at the bottom of the giant monument, there is no distinction between night and light. The deep and chaotic cave of the black cave contains only countless cold and white bones. There seems to be a vast ocean here, as black as ink, vast and endless, and there is such a thing underground.
The scenery looks very strange.
Deep in the ancient cave, I saw a creature that looked like an immortal or a saint. It was huge and entrenched in the void, spanning the entire world of the ancient cave.
This creature has a unicorn head, heavenly dragon wings, divine phoenix claws, and nine-day white bone fangs on its back. The scales on its body are golden and red, as if they were made of fairy jade and divine gold, which is extremely eye-catching.
Just being entrenched there, it is like a bloody sacred mountain, suppressing the world, attacking heaven and earth, and overwhelming the nine heavens and ten earth with its invincible momentum.
The so-called red sacred mountain is just a small half of its body exposed.
If you look carefully, the scales on his dazzling body are like the Milky Way cast by the stars of the nine heavens! The stream of light flashes, condensing the divine light of the universe.
A low moan came from the head that resembled a unicorn, making people's hearts sway. A pair of divine eyes like the stars opened, as if they wanted to focus their gaze somewhere.
"Wow!"
A clear and crisp sound like the collision of divine metal came, and the bright divine chains of order floated, densely packed all over the ancient cave of chaos.
Take a closer look, and you will see that those divine chains are all made of nine immortal golds, black gold with dragon patterns, eternal blue gold, tribulation gold... There are even many unknown divine materials hovering there, and each divine chain exudes aura.
They are all different, there are mini plant-like illusions, there are the terrifying killing intent of the formation's killing sword, and there are also the magical rulers of the blue flying immortals...
The most eye-catching thing is the magic spells engraved on the nine immortal golds. They are mysterious secret arts, engraved by the same person. The nine secret arts have the potential to be unified, and the brilliance is constantly flowing!
The fairy god was enraged by the divine chain of order, and there was a constant buzzing sound, and his eyes had turned blood-red.
"Changmeng! Lingbao! Emperor Zun, Immortal... I will not let you go, let alone your descendants!
There are also the Demon Emperor, Fuxi, Tun Tian,... you nosy mortals, I will come back and settle old scores with you! Jie Jie Jie! Jie Jie Jie!"
The vast and majestic celestial sounds of the great avenue echoed for a long time, but were finally suppressed again by the activation of those divine chains. The dark seawater poured in, and was instantly twisted into nothingness by the boiling great qi machine.
The giant stele that suddenly had the flash of inspiration kept trembling. There were dense cracks on the stele, which were separated and then glued together. Under the roar of the imperial dragon, it finally returned to calm. There were only two faint ancient Chinese divine characters, far away.
Look, it says "Fuxi!"
Under the sacred monument, a crack was looming, and only wisps of gray spiritual energy penetrated through the bones and flew towards the Hongmeng Universe.
Staring into the distance, the withered old man could see a prosperous, huge and aqua-blue ancient star, and a majestic and mottled sacred city - Hangu Pass!
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"Buzz!"
The void trembled, and a young man walked out of it. It was Bai Meng who had used the Xuanyu Platform more than ten times!
"vomit"
Bai Meng's figure flashed, holding an ancient tree in the sky, and kept retching. I wonder if there was something wrong with him in making the Xuanyu Platform. He always fainted when he changed directions in the middle.
However, he still came here seven days before the Imperial City Conference. He wiped the corners of his mouth, walked out of the dense forest, and looked at a wild ancient city a hundred miles away.
There is no vast plain in Nanling. The cities are all built on the mountains, and there are even big mountains in the city. It is very strange and lacks flat land.
And this imperial city, the first city in Nanling, could not be built in a regular manner. It is separated by mountains and ridges, and the city wall stretches. It looks like a dragon circling. It looks very weird, and there is also a low mountain in the city, like a dragon.
The dragon lies down with its head raised.
The Imperial City is silver-white, just like the silver vessels in the world, but it is covered with glazed jade lamps. The city is engraved with countless monsters in the sky, wild men and giants. The most eye-catching thing is that the entire city is engraved with a mysterious silver line.
The giant dragon is entrenched, and every scale of the silver divine dragon is lifelike, simple and savage yet somewhat elegant, reflecting the slightest bit of majesty in the white sunlight.
The flying rainbow light outside the city continues, and the fluctuations in the void barely stop. At first glance, there are tens of thousands of monks, and countless demon cultivators can be seen, some retaining the form of wild beasts, and some still in half-beast form. It can be described as very lively.
"Is this the Imperial City? It is indeed the first city in Nanling. There are no less than ten incomplete imperial formations. This Imperial City is even several times more stable than the Tiancheng!"
Bai Meng closed his eyes and was a little shocked. The formation patterns on it were densely packed, and there were countless complete ancient sage formations.
And in some incomplete formation patterns, one can faintly feel the aura of imperial power. Once activated, even the real ancient sages cannot defeat it in a short period of time.
Bai Meng was not the first person to show such a look. Many people, including Yao, came to the imperial city for the first time. They were all amazed, their expressions were moved, but they were also very silent. There was no so-called slap in the face.
Because this is the holy land of Nanling! They only have longing and reverence in their eyes, which is a kind of expectation for the future.
Everyone and the demon monks exude a shocking aura, which can be found in the four poles, Dao palace, and wheel sea. However, there are very few dragon-changing monks who can already be regarded as elders of a sect, even in the demon emperor's palace.
You can become a deacon! (ps: Ye Fan was still an elder of the Holy Land at that time, although it was a bit funny)
Bai Meng queued up quietly at the city gate. No one could blink without blinking and could not see the several-meter-high jet-black demonic snake sitting in suspension at the city gate.
The great devil snake demon did not transform and kept the most primitive form of the demon race. His eyes were sinister. A deer-antlered half-demon who wanted to jump in line by relying on his four-pole cultivation was directly swallowed by him.
Bu Daneng's aura made everyone tremble.
"It is indeed a grand event in Nanling. Even the person who watches the city gate is half-powerful. This is enough to become an elder in other holy places!" Bai Meng lamented that the families in these holy places are very wealthy.
"Name, race, cultivation level."
Soon it was Bai Meng's turn. The demon snake's eyes were cold, his tone was cold, and his hoarse voice seemed to be able to pierce Bai Meng's soul, making people tremble. It was obvious whether he was lying or not.
"Bai Changmeng, a member of the Shenluan Blazing Bird clan, with four-pole cultivation." Bai Meng's tone was calm and he was not intimidated by it. He could feel that this demon snake was not hostile and his ferocity was purely due to race.
He could feel that the demonic snake had placed a barrier around him so that outsiders could not hear the conversation here, thus keeping the monk's privacy confidential.
"Baby Luan bird?"
The big demon snake opened its smelly mouth, and Bai Meng could even see the sharp fangs, and his dark vertical pupils were a little surprised.
The so-called Luan Bird is naturally not an Immortal Luan Bird in the Immortal Realm, but has the blood of the Luan Bird. The Luan Bird is also a royal family of the Demon Clan. Its bloodline is rare and mysterious. Generally, they will not let their young go out until they transform into dragons. Could it be that
Did you run away from home?
Bai Meng smiled slightly, the baby Luan bird was a vest he made up, and he was the best at hiding it from the truth.
A pair of green rainbow phoenix wings behind him flapped and vibrated. The blazing divine flames were extremely hot. The sky birds around Bai Meng soared into the sky, the divine radiance shone. The aura of the Qingluan clan was released without any reservation. The barrier arranged by the devil snake and the great demon was all over.
It was faintly melted and disappeared in a flash.
The demon snake threw a stone tablet to Bai Meng and secretly transmitted the message:
"Boy, learn more secret concealment techniques, and don't let your clan's identity be arbitrary!"
Bai Meng looked back, and saw that the demon snake had already begun to arrange the next one with a ferocious look, with a smile on its face. The Nanling Demon Clan has always been tolerant of cubs with strong blood.
Entering the city, it was very harmonious. After all, everyone who came was a casual cultivator or a small sect cultivator. No one knew whether he would dive into the abyss in the future.
The streets of the Imperial City are bustling with traffic and people, and it is extremely prosperous. The sounds of buying and selling come and go, and the mixture of mortals, monks, monsters, etc. has become a common phenomenon.
In this city, people would not be surprised even if they saw strange creatures with dog heads and wings, because there are too many demon clans in Nanling.
Bai Meng's spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful. With a slight sweep, he felt that there were several powerful auras dormant. He could detect that except for the mortals, the other demon cultivators from all over the world were here to participate in the conference.
I randomly found a restaurant and ordered a few signature dishes, which cost me several hundred kilograms. Bai Meng even felt a little distressed.
"Alas, I don't know how many people will spread their wings and fly high in the Beidou world this time in the Imperial City Conference." Some people sighed after drinking. After all, according to the past, the selected geniuses were at least half a step into the powerful level.
"It is rumored that this Imperial City Conference will be different from previous ones. The difficulty will be slightly higher, and there will be several holy places, whether human or demon!" A tall demon cultivator was drinking a small drink, a little tipsy, and shook his big
Pig Ears said.
"What! The last session was extremely difficult. The total number of recruits in all the Holy Lands of our human race was only 200 people. This time it will be even higher.
Brother Pig, is your information accurate?" The human cultivator just now was very nervous. Bai Meng glanced at the Dao Palace realm.
The largest number of people who came to the Imperial City this time were Daogong Lunhai, and naturally the competition among them was the fiercest.
Those in the Four Extremes realm usually choose to go to a small local mountain range and dominate the mountain to become the king, or go to a small sect to become a supreme elder. Unless they are very confident in their talents, they will not come to the Imperial City Conference.
"Of course, this is what my second uncle's sister-in-law's aunt's cousin's girlfriend said. She is a disciple of the Demon King's Palace who is candidate to be the young master's maid."
The tall demon cultivator was very dissatisfied with the question and made it so loud that the whole tavern heard it.
He looked at the concentrated gazes of everyone in the tavern, feeling somewhat satisfied, and proudly puffed out his big belly.
"It is said to be related to a young casual cultivator named Bai Meng in the Eastern Barren. The Blue Secret Realm of the Eastern Barren was closed half a year ago, and many cultivators spread the news about Bai Meng's deeds.
Legend has it that he defeated many holy sons of the Holy Land, crushed the killers of the Divine Dynasty, and suppressed everyone in the secret realm. He is known as having the qualifications of a great emperor."
"Oh, it turns out it's him, Donghuang Baimeng. No wonder the Imperial City Conference has increased the difficulty."
On the side, a divine bird and succubus with wings on her back, an exquisite and slender posture, and a variety of amorous feelings suddenly realized it. She lamented a little, guessed a little, but seeing that everyone was still puzzled, she sighed again:
"A man with the talents of a great emperor has appeared in the Eastern Wasteland, who can surpass the Holy Son. Naturally, we in Nanling cannot fall behind, even if it is difficult to practice today.
However, the great emperors born in our Nanling Mountains are already few and far between, and the talents are withering. Not to mention that if another great emperor is born in the Eastern Wasteland, a Dao Wushuang will appear. In the future, when all regions compete for opportunities, they will be even more disadvantaged."
"Then those holy places in the Eastern Wasteland are not allowed to recruit Bai Meng, the great emperor. The most dazzling person in our Nanling in recent years is the little saint of the Nine-Tails family!"
Some people were sighing quietly. The pressure from Eastern Wasteland and Central Continent was too great. A few years ago, they competed for the rare treasures in the Qinling Mountains of Central Continent. Several Ji Dao Imperial Weapons from Eastern Wasteland and Central Continent forced them to compete with Northern Plains and Western Desert in the Southern Ridges.
Those bald guys cooperate.
"Humph, that's not necessarily true. Don't forget that a human holy body appeared in the Eastern Wasteland ten thousand years ago. Although the world has changed greatly and the holy body cannot practice, how did those human holy places treat him?"
The big pig demon showed disdain on his face. He imprisoned the holy body in Dayan Holy Land in the East Wasteland and died in his later years before he was even three hundred years old. It is really sad.
In Nanling, the atmosphere is barbaric, and the strong are respected. Even if they want to kill the holy body, they will kill him openly and let him die on the path of cultivation.
"That Bai Meng, it is said that he used an unknown secret weapon and ran away. I am afraid he is also wary of those Holy Land families. After all, those who have not grown up to be emperors are just emperors.
What's more, several holy places in the Eastern Wasteland have invited you openly, but you don't know what they are doing secretly?" As she said that, the graceful banshee also agreed, and even the other human and demon clans in the tavern nodded.
"But if I meet him, I will definitely give Bai Meng a good beating to see if he has the so-called qualifications of a great emperor."
The pig demon brother took a big bite of the beef, squeaking and cursing, and the others even more agreed. Yes, this white dream has made our Nanling Imperial City Conference more difficult, so we must give it a good beating.
Bai Meng, who was drinking and eating food and eavesdropping on the side, almost couldn't breathe. What the hell, this was actually related to him. He quickly drank another sip of wine to calm down his shock.
Bai Meng was a little helpless. He didn't expect that the incident in the Blue Secret Realm would not only spread to Nanling, but also have such a big impact.
However, he stared at the place where the Imperial City Conference was held, the hill in the center of the city. His clear eyes were like a sea of stars, as deep and translucent as the Tianchi on Tianshan Mountain.
No matter what the enemy is, no matter what the situation is, I will conquer everything.
Bai Meng murmured to himself that this time he wanted to join the Demon Emperor's Palace. The Demon Emperor's Palace is the oldest. Even in the entire Beidou, there are not many ancient and comprehensive secrets of martial arts and countless ancient and modern blogs.
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Moreover, if the Taihuang Sutra is known as the most powerful dragon-transformation sutra of the human race, then the Demon Emperor's Broken Sutra of the Demon Emperor's Palace is the most powerful dragon-transformation sutra of the demon clan. For Bai, who is in the next realm and can transform into a dragon.
As far as dreams are concerned, it is the only choice.
Thinking like this, Bai Meng moved slightly, his body flashed, and the dishes on the wine table disappeared together with himself.
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"All monks coming and going must remain silent. Regardless of their clan, they should be arranged according to their cultivation level."
A big man with a cold face and a turtle cultivator with a majestic head and a divine shell on his back looked down from the sky. His momentum was overwhelming, and there was no concealment. The sound of the sky was rumbling, and the divine power was bursting, making everyone's soul tremble.
After saying that, he stepped into the void and didn't know where he went.
The so-called "hill" in the center of the imperial city, Huangshan, is actually a mountain range, majestic, majestic, and very beautiful, which can be called magnificent.
Among them, the peak of Huangshan Mountain is the most magnificent.
It is not possible to see everything from below, but you can only see a dozen or so immortal palaces and gods in a blur, flying cranes, misty spiritual halls, shrouded in clouds and mist, very peaceful.
At the foot of Mount Huang, the terrain is open and crowded. Tens of thousands of monks have gathered here, but it is not crowded at all. They are all waiting for selection.
And this is just the first day, it will last for a month. If there are so many people every day, you can think of how many people will rush here.
These people or monsters come from dozens of surrounding countries or mountains. They all have certain talents, but only a very small part can be left. They must be extremely talented and outstanding.
The Imperial City Conference is an important source for many holy places in Nanling to recruit outstanding disciples. Many holy places divide the most outstanding disciples of Nanling. This is why they have always stood firm after the passage of time.
"So exaggerated?!" In front of him, there was a sea of people and monsters. Even Bai Meng, who had already gone through the selection process in the Blue Secret Realm, was quite surprised. This was simply more stringent than the emperor's selection of concubines. After all, the Blue Secret Realm still selected people in different places. There was no such thing.
So spectacular.
The demon cultivator pretending to be a giraffe stretched out his two-meter-long neck. Kazilan glanced at him with big eyes and said: "Of course, the Imperial City Conference is very famous. Since the disappearance of Emperor Wushi, the Imperial City Conference has
The scale is much smaller, but in the past when it was at its peak, it had selected thirty saints, and one even competed with a certain ancient emperor for the throne!"
Bai Meng took a breath of air. He still underestimated this conference too much. There was actually someone with the ancient emperor's qualifications.
Halfway up in the distance, dozens of figures flew over, all with white hair and shawls. They were all energetic old men, some were male and some were female. Some of them retained some demonic characteristics and were filled with a little demonic aura. They all looked like the same person.
An old fairy.
Generally, talented monks will break through the four poles under half a hundred years old. Considering that there are late bloomers, it is set to a hundred years old.
Bai Meng mixed in the crowd, followed the crowd, and soon came to the mysterious portal.