Zhao Fan was chatting with his defeated generals when he saw another figure walking out of the door of the main hall on the right.
He is a cute boy.
Money!
The aura fluctuations on his body are only at the middle level of the earth level.
"Huh? Who is that little cutie, who is only in the middle of the earth level and is qualified to enter the hall on the right?"
"Yeah, I can still understand Zhao Yuan going in, but that cute boy..."
Powerful people from all sides inexplicably focused on Qian Shaoshao.
Someone in the square in front of the temple said, "He came with the Nine Lotus Immortal Saint."
After saying this, everyone shut their mouths, not daring to criticize anymore.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
Existences like the Nine Lotus Immortals are looked up to by powerful people from all sides.
I'm afraid every word will fall clearly into her ears.
Heaven-level saints can bring whoever they want, do they need to question it?
When Qian Shaoshao came to the square between the two halls, he looked around curiously, but did not find anyone familiar.
"Huh? Why does that faceless peak of the Earth's hierarchy feel familiar?"
Qian Shaoshao came five meters in front of Zhao Fan in confusion. With red lips and white teeth, he stopped and asked politely: "This big brother, do we know each other?"
Zhao Fan was shocked. He had already taken the beauty-defeating potion prepared by his grandmother, but Qian Shaoshao could still feel familiar to him?
This intuition...
Zhao Fan didn't know what to describe.
Zhao Fan shook his head slightly.
"Oh, maybe I made a mistake. I'm sorry." Qian Shaoshao didn't bother, turned around and walked around the square in front of the hall for a while, then returned to the main hall on the right.
"This cute boy..."
Xu Shuangye said thoughtfully: "I seem to have heard something. I heard that the person Jiulian Immortal brought to the tomb of Emperor Lingtian was also a cute young man. How long has it been since he reached the middle stage of the earth level?"
…
Unconsciously.
There is still an hour left before noon.
At this moment.
In the square in front of the Xu Shen Palace, there are already 3,989 strong men gathered!
Either dominate a region, or spread his name to the Yuan Realm.
These figures are equivalent to 90% of the middle and high-level people in Yuanjie. The real high-level bosses, except Jiulianxian, have not yet arrived.
Another half hour passed.
An orderly and orderly entry began.
Many powerful men were shocked when they saw the giant execution ground specially built by Xu Shen Palace to publicly kill Liang Rui.
It's right to think about it. After all, it was a heaven-level saint who was killed, and strong men from all sides came to witness it.
Less than a hundred breaths.
Nearly four thousand strong men completed their entrance.
Zhao Fan sat together with a group of defeated generals.
It is worth mentioning that Shenxiu knew that Zhao Yuan was Zhao Fan, so he chose a position directly behind him and communicated with each other through sound transmission.
"Brother Zhao, my two uncles will come with another stick of incense."
Shenxiu said excitedly: "When they come, they say they will intervene according to the situation. Of course, the main thing is to look at you."
"Thank you Xiu'er." Zhao Fan didn't know how Shenxiu persuaded the two Lingshan Saint Buddhas, but the process was definitely not easy.
next moment.
A ferocious wolf head appeared in the sky.
The many earth-level experts who entered the arena couldn't help but look up.
"That's the mobile palace of Emperor Sirius!"
"Finally, a heaven-level saint has arrived."
"Emperor Sirius, the 47th person on the Heavenly Ranking!"
…
A stream of light floated from the Xu God Palace into the sky, it was the Xu God Emperor.
He said lukewarmly: "Emperor Sirius."
"Void God Emperor."
A figure with a wolf head and human body walked out from among the wolf heads.
The wolf-headed man was covered with fur that was as colored as silver snow. He nodded expressionlessly at the Emperor of the Void God, and then landed on the gold-patterned seat. Apparently he didn't want to talk too much with the Emperor of the Void God.
This scene triggered speculation among many people. Could it be that there was a dispute between Emperor Tianlang and Emperor Xu Shen?
"Emperor Sirius."
Zhao Fan glanced at the existence of the wolf-headed person, and with a thought in his heart, he extracted the relevant records from the inheritance message.
Emperor Tianlang is not the Yuan Beast, nor is he the descendant of the Yuan Beast and the human race, but the human race.
The reason why he has the silver snow wolf head is because of a technique he practiced, and his head gradually transformed into a wolf.
…
Just two seconds after Emperor Sirius sat down, nine more mobile palaces appeared in the sky.
Among them, Zhao Fan was familiar with them.
The Master of Xuntian Palace, the couple from Longfeng Island, and a heaven-level saint whom I have never seen before.
The Virtual God Emperor greeted each other and took their seats.
"Hehe~"
Suddenly, a strange laughter sounded in the void. Many people on the ground heard the sound and looked around, and saw a short old man flying closer with a wine gourd in his hand and pouring it into his mouth.
The Xu God Emperor's expression changed, and he murmured in his heart: "Why is the Wine Sword Immortal here?"
However, on the surface he still welcomed him with a smile: "Senior Jiujianxian."
The Jiujianxian flew until he was in front of the Xu God Emperor. His eyes were only a few centimeters away from the opponent's nose. Then he stretched out his hand to open his confused eyelids and looked at them for a few seconds before he said in hindsight: "Little Is it empty?"
"Xiaoxu..."
The Xu God Emperor's face was stern, but he did not dare to rush into the opponent.
Many people below were stunned. The drunken old man who was as imageless as a beggar and had offended the False God Emperor at close range was actually the legendary Wine Sword Immortal?
This is the tenth on the Heavenly List!
Then, the drunken Jiu Sword Immortal fell into the void like a somersault and landed on a gold-patterned seat. He raised the gourd and took a sip, then said to the air: "Good wine, good wine!"
He completely regarded other heaven-level saints as nothing.
Zhao Fan came to his senses in a daze. He knew about Jiujianxian.
The Jiujianxian has existed for two million years, but he has always been ranked tenth on the Heavenly Ranking. He neither challenged those in front of him, nor did anyone behind him shake his position.
His true strength is absolutely terrifying to the point where he can reach the top three on the Heavenly Ranking.
The character of Jiu Jianxian is also unpredictable. He has no power and always walks alone. He drinks wherever he goes and loves wine as much as his life. If someone spills a drop of wine in his sight, the Wine Sword Immortal will destroy his entire clan.
If someone gives him a bottle of wine, no matter how inferior it is, he will treat it as if he has found a treasure, and give the person a Yuanshi treasure or something, or give him some advice in return, as if it were a re-creation.
This is the Jiujianxian!
During the catastrophe of the Beast Temple, the Wine Sword Immortal appeared once, but he did not intervene. He just sat in the void in the distance, drinking and watching the battle.
In Zhao Fan's mind, he was very envious of the Jiu Sword Immortal, who was unrestrained and carefree, taking wine as his name and taking wine as his life.
Not only that, the Wine Sword Immortal also has a sword in addition to wine. His sword is the wine gourd in his hand that seems to never be empty. Once it turns into a sword, the smell of wine will rise to the sky.
In the way of swordsmanship, Jiu Jianxian is the undisputed number one.
Zhao Fan withdrew his gaze and continued to look up into the sky. At this time, three more mobile palaces appeared. One of them was the Second Saint of the Ghost Clan. Seventeen and the Great Terror Saint appeared at the same time.
"The Great Terror Saint."
The Virtual God Emperor smiled and greeted.
"Void God Emperor." The Great Terror Saint nodded slightly, and then took his seat with his face moving the seventeenth person from the Yuan Realm.
Now, the eyes of many people on the ground did not pay attention to the Great Horrible Saint, but uniformly admired Shi Qi's beautiful face, fascinated. If he could have such a wife, his career as a monk would be truly perfect.
Less than twenty breaths passed.
Ten heaven-level saints appeared directly, all of them important figures.
There is no aesthetic fatigue among the many earth-level people, because there are very few opportunities to see so many heaven-level saints appear in person.
Among them, some Zhao Fan knows, some have never heard of, and some are not even recorded in the inheritance message. However, the third situation is rare. It should be that he entered the heavenly level after the destruction of the Beast Temple, otherwise the Beast God would not Enter it.
Gradually.
More and more heavenly saints are coming.
In the golden seating area, there are already twenty-seven majestic figures who are as unreachable as giant peaks reaching the sky in the eyes of many earth-level people. Of course, those like Shiqi who sit there with corresponding heaven-level saints are excluded.
At this time, there was still half a stick of incense left before noon.
"Woof woof woof~~"
At this moment, three consecutive playful dog barks echoed between heaven and earth.
"The Dog Taoist is here."
"I knew that the troublemaker was indispensable in such an occasion."
All the Heavenly Orders murmured in their hearts.
Dog Taoist appears.
And on his head lay a unique-looking dog.
"Little Tengu came with Dog Taoist?" Zhao Fan blinked. Little Tengu knew what the relationship between Liang Rui and himself was. In addition, Dog Taoist liked to mess up the situation. Maybe something unexpected would happen today. External changes occur.
The Xu God Emperor was speechless. The two heaven-level saints he least expected to see, one was the Wine Sword Immortal and the other was the Dog Taoist, turned out to be here.
The Dog Taoist noticed the Jiujianxian below, and turned into a stream of light, landing on the golden-patterned seat next to the latter, "Hey~, is it interesting to drink alone?"
"You old dog."
The Wine Sword Immortal tossed it casually, and a tattered-looking wine jar landed on the Dog Taoist, "Drink with me."
"It seems that Dog Taoist and Jiujianxian have a good relationship?"
Zhao Fan was startled for a moment, but the characters of those two people did seem incompatible. They were both mudslides among heaven-level saints...
This scene also stunned those heaven-level saints.
Because in my impression, Dog Taoist and Jiu Sword Immortal have no intersection at all. Now, as soon as the former shows up, he directly asks for wine, and the latter returns it!
You know, the wine of the Jiujianxian has always been something that can only be taken in but not taken out!
Then, an even more shocking scene appeared. Jiu Jianxian took another small broken jar and handed it to the little Tengu lying on the head of Inu Taoist.
But a few seconds later, countless eyes were attracted by the mobile palace above. After the heaven-level saint appeared in it, Zhao Fan's pupils condensed. It was Fanxiu of the demon clan.
From the expressions on Fanxiu's face when he was chatting with Emperor Xu Shen, it was obvious that the relationship between them was excellent.
"This Saint Fanxiu."
Zhao Fan's heart sank. If Shiqi hadn't brought the two saints of the ghost clan to Jianye Prefecture last time, I'm afraid he would have been killed by Saint Fanxiu.
Zhao Fan didn't hold any grudges about this matter. It was reasonable for him to seek revenge for the death of an elite member of his clan. If he was to blame, it was because he was too insignificant at the time.
But the friendship between Fanxiu and Xu Shendi is so deep. If he saves his teacher today, the other party will most likely take action.
"One more Fanxiu won't have much impact on the plan, so I won't think about it for now." Zhao Fan shook his head.
Immediately afterwards, seven more heaven-level saints arrived, but they were all late-stage heaven-level saints, located between eleven and twenty on the heaven list.
The Xu God Emperor did not dare to neglect and welcomed him warmly.
After a moment, a female figure exuding a heavenly aura appeared.
However, none of the heaven-level saints present, including the host Xu God Emperor, knew her and felt strange.
"I wonder who you are?" Xu God Emperor asked doubtfully.
"Nothing to do with you."
The woman ignored the Xu God Emperor and sat down directly.
At the same time, a voice came into Zhao Fan's ears, "Has Ancient Sage Daluo held back Sage Chiyue?"
Only then did Zhao Fan know that the other party was the grandmother, so he integrated his mind into the jade talisman and said, "Hold it."
"That's good." The grandmother smiled and said, "It's really lively today, even the Dog Taoist and the Jiu Sword Immortal are here."
At noon, there are only five minutes left.
And heaven-level saints are still coming one after another.
Zhao Fan wondered if many heaven-level saints had arrived in the Zhongling territory long ago. Otherwise, why would they all rush to appear in this incense stick?
The Void God Emperor in the sky received two more heaven-level saints. His expression suddenly became extremely respectful, and he saluted forward and said, "Master."
"Master?"
Zhao Fan's heart trembled after hearing this. Isn't the Master of the Virtual God Emperor the Red Moon Saint? But the latter is now in the abyss with Ancient Sage Da Luo!
Ancient Sage Da Luo lied?
impossible!
Zhao Fan followed the line of sight of the Void God Emperor. A handsome middle-aged man in a red robe tore open the void and appeared. He was holding something like a red moon in his hand...
This is the signature thing of Saint Crimson Moon, called Crimson Moon!
He is truly the Saint of the Red Moon!
The aura emitted, although the intensity is at the late stage of heaven level, is equivalent to that of the first time, which is much inferior to what the beast god said.
Zhao Fan's heart suddenly went cold. He probably guessed what was going on. The Saint of Scarlet Moon had a clone. Not only that, he was also a clone of a late-stage Heaven-level clone!
