MTL - Immortal-Chapter 3 Dragon Gate Conference

Chapter 3 Dragon Gate Conference ()

There are many countries around Grand Kun Kingdom where Father Zhong is located. Therefore, at this moment, there are many, many people who do not know.

In the valley, inside, is a huge open-air field, very large, with a diameter of thousands of kilometers, like a large stadium in the prehistoric period of Zhongshan.

The bottom and center of the valley are very wide and clean, while on the edges, there are countless rubble.

The mountain wall is vertical, with stone mountains surrounding the center.

Above the mountain wall, there are nearly fifty terraces at a height of 100 meters. On a horizontal line, each terrace can seat 50 people on it, but at a height of 200 meters, there are eight. Terrace around eight directions.

Eight upper terraces and fifty lower terraces.

Above that ‘low terrace’, at this moment, there are already a few people standing on it, one by one with fluttering clothes, very smart, people with swords and swords.

Below, in the square, there are nearly three thousand people, each standing on the bottom edge of the valley.

Mr. Zhong took the eight sons and went to a corner.

Dayiko Zhongtian, brought a large stone, put it in the corner, and sat down for Mr. Zhong.

Sit gently and look at the seven righteous sons around him, Father Zhong introduced.

"This is the Longmen Valley. The upper terrace is where all the great Xianmen disciples stand. There are upper and lower terraces, lower terraces for some lower Xianmen, or scattered repairs, and the upper terraces are the five largest upper Xianmen. You do n’t have to come all the way, but you are here to recruit disciples, ”Zhong Shan explained.

Looking at the lower terrace, someone was already standing on it. Zhongyizi was excited for a while.

"Yifu, what is Shangxianmen? What is Xiaxianmen?" Zhongjuku asked.

"Oh, the upper and lower fairy gates are just a collective term. As long as your martial arts are strong, you are going to the fairy gates, just a kind of pride that big factions should have." Father Zhong smiled.

"Look at the people below, you know, in the eyes of these immortals, what is coming down here?" Father Zhong asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Farm animal" Zhong Zhong straightened his eyes.

"Animal?" Zhongyizi frowned, surprised.

"Yes, in the eyes of these immortals, these are cattle. Mortal mortals in the world are animals, for them to choose. In their hearts, they are constantly evolving people, and they are more and more advanced, but we are in At the lowest level, it ’s like the savages who saw you drinking blood last time. Would you consider them to be with you? Would you call them brothers and sisters and swear by the savages who do n’t even talk? Yes, these immortal disciples will not, they are picking some lucky people, some people who can see the eye, and only those who are selected will be seen by them. "There was a hint of helplessness in Father Zhong's eyes. Road.

After hearing this from Master Zhong, Zhongyizi was silent for a while.

At this moment, Mr. Zhong saw a group of mortals who had been brought to the 'lower terrace', just like the Zhao family. At this moment, the Zhao family also had two young people. Take it in one step.

Mr. Zhong waited patiently.

After an hour, at last, a lot of sword lights came from all over the sky. One after another, the sword lights shot from the four sides, one by one, the children of the fairy gate, stepped on the flying sword, and landed on the public terraces. Similarly, there were other magic weapons to control. People, and even monks and nuns, flew to the valley terraces.

"If the Longmen Conference cannot be selected, it is necessary to participate in the massacre for these immortal children to watch. It is extremely common for people to die on the spot. It is a common occurrence for more than 3,000 people. Finally, they can live. There are no more than two hundred people out of the valley. If you don't want to take risks, don't continue. "Mr. Zhong said to a group of righteous sons.

"The righteous father rest assured." There was a hint of firmness in the eyes of the righteous sons. This time, it ’s a great opportunity.

"Well," Mr. Zhong nodded.

Longmen Valley, fifty terraces, there are already thirty people standing in different forces. As for the upper terrace, there is only one person, all in white robes. Standing on the top of the upper terrace, looking down, a look of indifference .

Not long after, on the terrace, people came again, a group of golden monks, a group of men and women in gorgeous robes, and a group of people in black. There are Quartet forces on the terrace.

It can begin, but, at this time, again, on a vacant upper terrace, a woman in purple, arrives, without a flying sword under her feet, and just flew out of thin air.

As soon as the woman arrived, it attracted the attention of almost everyone. The purple robes and numerous belts looked very beautiful. At the feet, there were a pair of extremely beautiful jade feet. The upper body was extremely attractive. The shape of a gourd is matched with extremely delicate and extremely delicate faces.

Like all the beautiful descriptions of heaven and earth, she couldn't describe her appearance, so beautiful, almost everyone saw her breathless.

However, the only drawback is that it's too cold, her face is too cold, her eyes are unemotional, and she looks at the swarms of ants below.

On the terrace and the bottom of the valley, many people showed a very longing look, that is, the righteous son of Father Zhong's Seven Days after the Peak, as well. Party forces. As for Zhong Tian, ​​she didn't seem to see the beauty of the woman, and didn't pay much attention. Dedicated to serving the righteous father.

On the terrace, the four great immortals, the disciples did the same at first, but when they saw the woman's face clearly, they were all clearly surprised. I dare not look at it again.

The five major immortal gates have arrived, and the Longmen Conference has officially started.

One of them went down the terrace, an old white-bearded man, and the first one started to speak.

"All those who were born before the age of 60 and those whose peaks were before the age of 50 came to the center of the field." The man with a white beard said loudly.

As soon as the man with white beard said, his voice echoed throughout the Longmen Valley.

Everyone knows that the Longmen Conference has begun. One by one excited.

"Go on," Father Zhong was holding a cane, and said to the Seven Yoshiko.

"Yes" Zhongyizi was excited and ran out immediately.

At the center of the square, stood in 30 rows with 100 people in each row.

Three thousand people participated in the Longmen Conference, and the edge of the valley, like Mr. Zhong, and about a hundred people, all knew they were hopeless and sent their children here.

"Congenital realm, those who are not over fifty years old, come forward." The old man with white beard continued.

After speaking, twenty people, full of excitement, stood away from the big team and stood in a row.

They were all innate powers before the age of fifty.

Then, on the terrace, the children of the Immortal Gate dropped different objects, some were an iron flower, some were a small sword, and some were a small bead. Invariably, they fell into the hands of these innate realms.

When you get a small object, it means that the person who was thrown by the martial arts fancy. Before the age of 50, the innate realms were full of excitement.

"The day after tomorrow, before the age of thirty-five, stand forward." The old man with white beard said again.

After all, Father Zhong, who was sitting aside, shuddered a little. Extreme surprise on his face.

Zhong Nineteen, Zhong Nineteen is thirty-two years old.

Zhong Nineteen hurried forward, standing in a row with another twelve. Zhongjuku's face showed extreme excitement. At thirty-two, he was only thirty-two.

Sure enough, the twelve people were also spotted by Zhongxianmen, and many small objects were thrown down from above. Zhongjiu got a small wooden sword, and looked at the terrace where the small wooden sword came.

Mr. Zhong was selected. Mr. Zhong sat on the side with a stun in his mouth, his eyes flashed with extreme surprise, and the other two thousand people looked enviously at those who were selected in advance.

"Okay, innate vs. innate, the next day after tomorrow, choose your opponents and fight separately." The old man with white beard said again.

"Yes" shouted everyone who attended the Longmen Conference.

Then, the thirty-two people previously selected stood in a waiting place, while the other two thousand people were separated from the site and killed in blood.

The massacre, the absolute massacre, one by one with their strongest moves, the fastest moves, to defeat the opponent, to defeat the opponent, can be fancy by these immortals.

For a time, the entire battlefield was filled with blood, and countless blood rays soared into the sky, ants, animals, this is the animal, to win the sympathy of Xianmen above with its own life? Look at it differently?

Dayiko Zhongtian flashed intolerance in his eyes.

"Ah ~~~"

In the distance, when Zhong Xuan took off his opponent's right arm with a stab, one fell down the immortal gate and flew over a wooden knife and fell into Zhong Xuan's hands. At this moment, Zhong Xuan was excited, got it, and got it.

Holding a knife, Zhong Xuan quickly ran to the place where Zhong XIX was.

"Ah ~~~" "Ah ~~~" "Ah ~~~" ...

The screams continued, and hundreds of people had been slaughtered on the spot. Many people also got small objects from Xianmen.

Zhong Shiba and Zhong Liu were screamed by Zhong Tian, ​​and were challenged by two opponents on the spot. Zhong Tian's eyes flushed, and he unconsciously wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Mr. Zhong. At the moment, Mr. Zhong It also flashed a little heartache, but still pulled Zhong Tian to bear it.

You have no strength to stop, you can only die. Besides, they chose this way. Now you can withdraw and come back immediately, but Zhongyizi chooses to fight only to squeeze into Xianmen. Immortality is too tempting.

After a while, Zhongdi also got a voucher. However, Zhong Huang and Zhong Yi were killed on the spot.

Throughout the battle, everyone in the field had red eyes. After killing the opponent, they saw that they had not yet obtained the voucher, and they fought again with another person. Until the credentials are dropped, or you exhaust yourself.

After an hour, there were only five hundred people selected in the field, and there were only two hundred people remaining in the battle. All of them were bathing in blood, and the ground was full of corpses.

Cruel, too cruel.

"Stop" the old man with beard ordered.

The remaining more than a hundred people were full of blood, but stopped unconsciously. Sad tears shed in the eyes of the heroic figures of the world. Quickly rushed to some corpses on the ground.

Unselected, unselected, his relatives, friends, and dead.

A cruel scene, a cruel massacre. This is the Longmen Conference. People longing for the Longmen Conference, jumped on the Longmen, turned themselves into dragons, and those who could not jump on the Longmen, fell off and fell to death.

At this moment, Zhong Tian immediately rushed into the field, looking for the bodies of Zhong Huang, Zhong Yi, Zhong Liu and Zhong Shiba.

Quickly, with four corpses and tears, Zhong Tian was **** and returned to Father Zhong.

"唉 ~~~" Mr. Zhong sighed softly. This is their choice.

"Father in law" Zhong Tian looked at Father Zhong.

"Go back and take it, and bury it well." Father Zhong said.

"Well," Zhong Tian said.

At this moment, everyone flew down from the terrace.

According to his vote, he found the person who was voted in. Scattered everywhere.

"Master again, worship the disciple" "Master, again worship, the disciple" ...

Everywhere, the relationship between master and apprentice was established roughly. Zhongdi, Zhongxuan, and Zhongjiu worshiped among the three sects. Nine, but very fortunate, worshipped in one of the group of white clothes in the upper fairy gate.

Establish good relationships. The following is the farewell of the people and those who come and send, as a cause and effect. Since then, he no longer cares about the world, enters Xianmen, and practices the Supreme Immortal.

Some people left their new worship masters and said goodbye to their families.

Mr. Zhong, holding a cane at this moment, was the three big sons who looked at himself.

To break the ban, you must ask the Xianchang for a ban.

However, Zhongdi, Zhong Xuan and Zhongjiu did not come to say goodbye to Father Zhong, but stood on the flying sword or magic weapon of their respective masters and flew up to the terrace.