"Li Luo" Immortal Lord nodded, his eyes swept over everyone present, and saw the existences from all races in the sky.
After a pause, he said in a loud voice: "It's great that you can come here despite your busy schedule!"
All the immortals bowed their heads and said in unison: "How dare we disobey Immortal Liluo's call!"
"I'm so happy to see the true face of the fairy!"
"It is our family's blessing to have your help."
"What happened today? I hope you can give me some instructions!" "Li Luo!"
Immortal Lord "Li Luo"?
Zhan Wuji immediately remembered this name and was very puzzled at the same time.
The immortals here were either demons or aliens, but this "Li Luo" in front of him made it impossible for him to tell which clan he belonged to!
Compared with other races, this person in front of me is a real human being!
But it is impossible to say that he is human!
Just as he was thinking, "Li Luo" had already spoken: "Since all the immortals are gathered together, now, I will preside over this meeting of ten thousand immortals!"
"Thank you both for coming all the way. I've prepared a sumptuous table of wine and food."
"All races are gathering together today, and there are many taboos. If there is any disrespect, I apologize."
After saying that, he glanced at the sparrows next to each seat.
The next second, the birds that stayed on the lampposts came to life one after another and spread their wings to fly high.
Another drum sound sounded, and then another piano sound sounded, and then, the entire palace was filled with bursts of sweet music, and birds were flying, like a fairyland.
Surrounded by many birds, the golden pots and jade bowls were quickly filled.
In front of the ten Golden Crows, cups made of red gold and spiritual jade were placed, filled with undead souls exuding a cold aura. The mist was billowing, and there were ferocious faces inside, roaring in pain. But in front of the dragon clan, there were piles of mud-like things. The mud was green and shiny, with a faint fragrance, like some kind of treasure. In front of the nine-tailed fox, there was a pot of red potion. The color of the potion was like the moon in the night sky. There were crystal clear olives shaking inside, as if they were preserved in a unique way.
In front of them was a group of weak creatures.
Just like the desire of tigers and leopards, they feed on pigs, sheep and horses.
There are also vegetarian gods, filled with plants and monsters.
Kunpeng and other gods had their bodies filled with all kinds of precious lights and spiritual treasures from heaven and earth; while the hands of the Spirit Mine Fairy were filled with spiritual jade and black iron.
There are also immortals who have human beings on their plates.
"Chi Yao" and "She", as well as the three great perfections of eighty-one kalpas, are also here.
However, although they were not dead at this moment, they were all unconscious, floating in the huge soup bowl.
Countless plants that were poisonous to humans were thrown to the ground, corroding their bodies crazily.
"Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling, sizzling..."
Seeing the delicious food right in front of them, several gods took the initiative to pick up their spoons and took a sip.
He held the bowl and took a taste.
Then there was a sound of chewing bones and flesh.
"Delicious!" He couldn't help but exclaimed.
Everyone around them nodded, "No wonder, this chef can serve Xian Zunli, he really has two skills!"
“The ingredients are also very good, very fresh, chewy and full of spiritual energy!”
"Haha, all the tribes in the world are really amazing. They are my brothers, and they are my delicacies. Only the Immortal Lord can let us enjoy them together."
"This Nether Spirit is so pure and has such a strong evil spirit!"
"The fragments of high-grade spiritual jade are so good, so good. I have never seen such a method before."
Among the ten golden crows, Zhan Wuji, who was sitting below, saw this scene and his expression suddenly changed.
Dan Xi once said that there will be a large number of humans at this Immortal Conference!
After taking a sip of spiritual wine, "Li Luo" stood on the steps, looked at the immortals, and suddenly said coldly: "The first thing to discuss in this immortal meeting is the coming of heavenly calamity!"
In the night sky, a bloody crescent moon hung high, spreading blood.
The vines as dense as a banyan tree frantically absorbed the emperor's liquid, grew rapidly, and enveloped the entire village in the blink of an eye.
Among the bunkers, the door to the highest one was closed, leaving only desolation.
He was sitting in the main hall, his eyes half-closed, and every muscle in his body was tense, as if he was trying to sense something.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, stood up, and walked towards the mirror above.
He moved his fingers continuously, made complex handprints one after another, and started to operate.
The next second, the mirror with no light suddenly burst into bright light.
Not long after, a wet figure appeared on the mirror. A figure could be vaguely seen, but the specific details, features, and aura could not be seen.
The old man in Mai stood in front of the mirror, his hands behind his back, saying nothing.
After a moment, the figure in the mirror seemed to raise his head and look out of the mirror, his eyes cold, and a cold voice came from the mirror: "Heaven circulates, heaven and earth circulate!"
The old man immediately said in a deep voice: "To compete with the sky, I don't need to put on the golden armor!"
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Association is located near Fusang."
"However, details about the Ten Thousand Immortals Association still have to wait."
"Got it." A hoarse and cold voice came from the crystal mirror.
"As soon as there is any information about the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, please notify me as soon as possible."
"I understand!" The old man in gray nodded.
The voice continued: "Soon, a new group of Mahayana beings will settle down in the village."
"You have to make arrangements and accept it."
"Okay! I'll get ready right now."
"What's the matter?"
The voice on the mirror sounded: "We are missing a lot of people."
"Let the next wave of people pass quickly."
"Yes!" The old man in gray robe nodded.
The figure in the crystal mirror stopped talking, the light gradually converged, and became calm again.
This time the exchange came to an end.
The expression on Mai Yi's old man's face was extremely gloomy.
All the Mahayana existences he sent were sent here by him.
Now, the place for this gathering has been decided. As for how to hold it, it depends on whether anyone can survive by then!
With this thought in mind, he immediately walked out.
He was going to greet the new Mahayana ancestor.
A blood-colored moon hung in the sky, shedding blood-like moonlight.
Moistened by the imperial liquid, this jungle was lush and growing rapidly.
Da da da……
Amidst the mixed rustling sounds, a faint sound of footsteps quickly passed through the dense trees.
The bottle was as light as a swallow, and it made no sound when it landed. It was like a nimble leopard, speeding through the dense forest with the three "Cuiyu" people.
The four of them followed from a distance, and only Yin Jiang and "Xiang Zai" moved forward cautiously.
