If there are still people in Jueying City who are not attracted by the Huantian Jiao at this time, Yang Mian, the Princess of Tianjue, is definitely one of them.
She followed the scent and stopped in front of the giant statue of the Infinite Lord of the Immortal Land.
On the observation deck that Lu Ran had been to twice before, instead of the Wanhuan Tower getting brighter and brighter, she was more concerned about the fact that it was getting dark again before it was completely bright.
She was looking for Lu Ran.
It turned out that she had returned to Juehun Palace a long time ago, and on a whim she wanted to capture Lu Ran and interrogate him carefully, but found that there was no trace of him.
When he found this place, Lu Ran's breath was confused. This place was full of human stench and some kind of smell that was not easy to detect but even more disgusting to him.
Lu Ran is definitely here, somewhere behind these Wanjia facades.
Forget it, with my father here, maybe in less than half a day, this world will be reduced to nothing, so I don't have to worry about it anymore.
After less than twenty breaths, Princess Tianjue turned into a black rainbow and headed southwest.
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Everyone has reached a higher level.
The ninety-first floor of Wanhuan Tower is a bright and majestic hall.
If Wanhuan Tower is a giant, then this hall is equivalent to the giant's eyes.
In Jueying City, the high sky haze that resembles clouds and fog has submerged the entire city.
This is an absolutely bright fairyland.
The ten distinguished guests stood in two rows on the left and right. Mandao Yuan did not appear, but was replaced by another immortal - Qin Wujia, the director of the Bureau of Works.
Thirty-six core members of the Wanhuan Tower and seventy-two waiters gathered around the distinguished guests.
On the outer edge are the disciples of the Huanjiao in Jueying City, including Shouzang Kongduo and Xu Fu.
In the center of the main hall, there is a huge throne in the style of Eight Yuan Guiyi. The endless and boundless light radiates from this throne, illuminating everything.
Ma Xiaoyan wore the black iron mask and sat on it.
Almost all the people present were wearing complicated and solemn black Taoist robes of the Huanjiao, even Xu Fu was no exception. Only he, Ma Xiaoyan, was still wearing mortal clothes, and his thistle pink gown was embroidered with orchids.
He has forgotten everything, he only knows that he is now the sect, the heaven, and the high and clear Taoist king of Xuan Gao.
He is one of the only two perfect immortals in the Xuanhuang universe.
After thousands of people knelt down and worshiped in turn, Ma Xiaoyan tapped his chin to signal that the general runoff had officially begun.
Taoist Heitian took the stage to preside over the competition and announced the categories and rules of this final election.
When it comes to the finals, there is no need to be complicated, it can be as simple as two words - fighting skills.
Two people form a team, and the winner wins.
In other words, there are two disciples in the inner chamber for this Huantian Dajiao.
The grouping of the four finalists is based on the four arenas in the previous game, spring versus autumn, summer versus winter.
The first game is summer versus winter.
The alchemist Wan Yinxin confronts the Taoist alchemist Li Mojun.
This arrangement could only be due to Lu Ran's sudden disappearance and the fact that the Hierarch had said that Lu Ran would be left with an unspecified quota.
Taoist Heitian is not in a hurry. Since the leader said that he would accept Lu Ran as his disciple, it will definitely come true. However, there will be some twists and turns in the implementation process.
He clapped his hands, and a circular lotus platform appeared under the throne. This was the final stage for these four contestants this time.
Li Mojun was obviously impatient. He bowed three times upwards again, shouted loudly, and flew up.
Wan Yin did not hesitate to give in. Two colorful bells in his hands were raised together with the corners of his mouth, and he stepped on a talisman, which landed opposite him almost at the same time.
Li Mojun howled twice, opened his bloody mouth, stepped on the one with a pair of sharp claws, and the two beasts also let out terrifying howls, as if they were singing some tune together, one singing, the other two beasts They suddenly separated, and the howling also separated, becoming extremely unpleasant. The two beasts came fighting one on the left and the other on the right.
Wan Yinxin almost came out at the same time, two of them blocked the attack of the two immortal beasts, and the other eight blocked the entire rosette.
Suddenly, in front of the sect leader and the numerous followers of the Huan Sect, he drew a pattern of the sect's "All heavens are good, and the eight elements are unified".
Li Mojun groaned, and the howl in his mouth became more urgent. The two immortal beasts shook their scales and became more than ten times more excited...
This was supposed to be an extremely exciting and beautiful fight, but precisely because of Lu Ran's absence, many people in the venue looked a little distracted.
Taoist Heitian and Zhenjun Qianshui looked at each other and murmured secretly in their hearts, this master is really interesting. At such a time, he actually started playing again and showed himself like this. There was a good show today. Just wait.
Infinite Heavenly Lord wanted to end all this quickly. This place was too hostile to him and he should not stay for a long time.
Sanyin Tianjun's thoughts were very different from hers. Choosing an inner disciple meant finding another strong enemy for him, which was not a good opportunity.
Insightful Heavenly Lord kept cursing in his heart, did this damn boy really kidnap my magic weapon and disappear into the vast sea of people?
Jiu Bian Tianjun was concerned about the bet she had made with someone not long ago - could the destined person, Lu Ran, come at the last moment?
This is exactly what most people in this palace think, because the dazzling empty seat next to Lai Pal has clearly told the world that something went wrong in this general election.
Sure enough, people can't be lucky all the time, even the so-called "destined person" Lu Ran.
Even Kong Duo was wondering in his heart, could this player Lu Ran really get some information and run away?
I, Kong Laoqi, have made mistakes sometimes?
He turned his gaze to Xu Fu who was not far away from him. Fairy Yu Fu just stared at the entrance without even frowning.
Lu Ran, will he come?
This question is probably only one Huaihuang can answer in the hall where the elites of the Huan Cult are gathered.
But his attention was on another person.
There were four guests in the room, one was a decoration representing a mortal, and the three immortals all focused on that one person.
The three of them kept communicating in secret words, and there was only one problem.
Is the person sitting in the main hall the leader himself?
Having seen it with my own eyes, I still can’t confirm it.
Huaihuang motioned to the two of them to wait and see what happens and not to act arbitrarily until the scene changes.
From the first time he met Lu Ran, a great plan that had been brewing for six hundred years took root in Huaihuang's heart.
Now, it's time to sprout.
With a gloomy cry, the two people on the stage had already decided the winner.
Two beasts and one person were trapped tightly by the three most powerful paths, and then burned into three pieces of black coal by seven paths.
A flash of green light flew into the void.
Wan Yinxin clasped his hands together and recited the words "All heaven is good, I wish fellow Taoists to reach bliss soon". He won the battle very beautifully and officially became the inner disciple of the leader of Huanjiao.
