It was almost noon, and scattered monks from various sects arrived from time to time.

When these monks climbed up the steps and showed up on this huge platform that was obviously going to hold a grand ceremony, except for a few, the rest of the people had some shock and suspicion in their eyes.

At this time, nearly 300 monks had gathered on the huge platform behind the mountains and the sea, and they looked dark.

In terms of the total number of these practitioners, nearly 300 are not many, but nearly 300 practitioners represent one sect. The scene of nearly 300 sects gathering together can be regarded as a great event in the world of practice.

Before, Guang Yuanzi, Chu Daoli and others were sitting in a corner on the west side, without saying a word, and their faces looked a little ugly.

He Changsheng, Yu Songxi and others were sitting not far behind Guang Yuanzi and others. He Changsheng looked slightly lowered his head and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was resting his mind. But in fact, there was a faint blue light flashing from time to time in He Changsheng's eyes, but he was carefully observing the cultivation of all the people present around him with his unique Wushan's qi-seeing technique.

"Sect Master Yu, Fellow Daoist Ma, can you see the history of those four people?"

After quietly exploring all the monks present with secret techniques, He Changsheng's lips moved slightly and sent a message to Yu Songxi, Ma Xingkong and others.

The grand scene of the three hundred sects present was completely beyond the imagination of everyone present, and He Changsheng was no exception. Among so many practitioners present, half were just from small sects of second and third ranks. The cultivation level of the cultivators who were about to form a Nascent Soul in the late stage of the Golden Elixir, He Changsheng, was far from the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul cultivators. Among the other half, there were more than a dozen of them who were about to be He Changsheng's cultivation level, and the cultivation level of four people was obviously above He Changsheng, who were cultivators with Nascent Soul cultivation level.

The cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are at least one level in the eight demonic paths in the world, and there are very few people in the entire world of cultivation. No matter where they go, they are important figures, which will naturally arouse the fear and attention of ordinary cultivators.

Now He Changsheng secretly found that the four cultivators with the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level were just in front of He Changsheng and others. He was a thin old Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe, with withered and tall cheekbones, but his eyes were very yin doves, constantly shooting out a trace of cold light. As the natural flow of the true energy in his body, there were also faint waves of withered and yellow magic power fluctuations around him.

In addition to this old Taoist in gray robe, there are three cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, one is behind He Changsheng, and the other two are on the left side of He Changsheng.

Located behind He Changsheng was a man with a handsome face, looking very handsome and handsome, with a very young face, wearing a golden crown and gorgeous clothes. The other two monks on the left side of He Changsheng were one of them, a pale face and black-robed monster with a disheveled hair hung a blood-red bead on their chests, and there seemed to be a gust of dark wind on their bodies. The waves of substantial black magic power fluctuations jumped like black snakes under him, which seemed very shocking. The monk had a stern face and did not speak to others, so he was half empty. Few monks dared to sit around him, and looked most conspicuous among the black group of monks.

The other one was a man wearing a coarse cloth clothes, medium figure and ordinary appearance. The man lowered his eyebrows and eyes, which was very inconspicuous in the crowd, and his magic power fluctuations were well concealed. If He Changsheng had not been very powerful in the Wushan School's secret qi-seeking technique, he would probably only think that this man was at most a mid-stage Jindan cultivator. Moreover, when He Changsheng used the secret technique to look at him, he seemed to be alert. He turned his head slightly and glanced at He Changsheng. After this glance, He Changsheng felt a little furious in his heart, and his eyes and spiritual sense would never dare to touch this person again.

"The old Taoist with gray robe is the old Taoist with dry vine in Rongku Mountain, and is a person from the Xuanmen of the righteous." After hearing He Changsheng's voice transmission prompt, Yu Songxi, Ma Xingkong and others who had seen the four people also immediately sent a message. "The man wearing a golden crown should be the Bat Master, and the monster with black robe should be the leader of the Black God Sect, Yin Tianzun."

"Bat Master? Yin Tianzun?" He Changsheng's heart tightened.

"Yes, Brother He Dao, look at the man's robe, there is a bat-like picture on his robe, and his cultivation is exactly the same as the legendary Bat Master. And if the Black God Sect practices the Nine Yin Black Snake Art, there should be only the sect leader Yin Tianzun, which should be impossible to make a mistake. These two are not good people, and they have no friendship with most of the righteous mystical sects. We must be careful not to provoke them."

"I didn't expect that even the two of them were here." He Changsheng knew that although Yin Tianzun was the leader of the Black God Sect, there were only a few people in the Black God Sect, and they usually had uncertain whereabouts and were extremely mysterious, equivalent to a casual cultivator. The other Bat Master has been moving in the Western Regions and is a casual cultivator himself. After glanced at the two people in his heart, He Changsheng sent a voice: "Where is the other one?"

"That man really has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage?" Yu Songxi sent a voice: "I can't tell the origin of that man."

He Changsheng secretly communicated with Ma Xingkong and others for a while, and the rest of the people could not see the origin of the man in rough clothes with an ordinary face. He Changsheng had no choice but to give up, but made up his mind to keep away from this person and not accidentally provoke him.

After a while, I saw a roar on the sea surfaces around the southeast, northwest and northeast, and dozens of light columns rushed straight into the sky, dispersing again and turning into countless golden flowers.

"The opening ceremony of Luobei is about to begin!"

As soon as he saw such a scene, He Changsheng's breathing suddenly stopped, his heart was shaking, and such thoughts immediately appeared in his heart.

He Changsheng had just had such a thought in his mind. The two doors on the nine-story green jade palace of the cultivators were opened suddenly, and figures appeared.

"It really started!"

"So many people?"

No one has officially announced the beginning of the ceremony, but it was just a debut. Even though most of the monks present knew about Luobei's power, they were still shocked.

Walking in the front were hundreds of Canglang Palace disciples. These Canglang Palace disciples were all wearing silver clothes and holding long golden banners in their hands. They were divided into two rows and stood on both sides of the square.

Next, the people from the Chishou clan and Tengjiao clan came out of the palace, and then the people from the Shuiju clan and Xuanhu clan...

Although almost all the cultivators had known that Luobei had the identity of the Seven Sea Monster Kings, as more than a dozen demon races were all listed on both sides of this huge platform, these cultivators found that they had fundamentally underestimated the power controlled by Luobei.

In the hearts of these righteous mystic sects, the number of demon clans is very small, because in the entire Middle Earth, the demon clan has almost disappeared. Even for many disciples of the righteous myselves, the probability of seeing a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is much greater than that of seeing a demon clan. However, the total number of more than a dozen demon clans that have already emerged, plus the hundred Canglang Palace disciples, is nearly a thousand.

With thousands of disciples, they are already a first-class sect in the entire world of cultivation.

And it is obvious that there are still many people in Luobei guarding the various places, and there are probably at least hundreds of people who do not participate in the ceremony of the opening ceremony. And now after so many demons come out, there are still people walking out in the gate of the nine-story palace of many cultivators.

"There are actually people from the Tongque Palace and Yin Shendao!"

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of monks wearing yellow and black robes came out. The two leaders were Chi Luo, the palace master of Tongque Palace, and Bi Haizi, the head of Yinshendao.

Behind these two groups of people was a group of women in white clothes, and all the monks on the scene recognized that these were all disciples of Cihang Jingzhai.

With the emergence of Cihang Jingzhai and his group of disciples, the number of people in the entire Luobei area has far exceeded one thousand.

After the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai walked out, no one came out of the Qingyu Palace. Just as all the cultivators thought they were about to stop, they suddenly heard a loud bang. A huge column of water surged out of nowhere on the azure sea facing this huge platform, and at least a hundred feet high. A huge beast with black and red patterns covered with wild aura appeared.

"Seven Sea Monster King Beasts!" Among the dense cultivators present, there were many people who knew the goods. When they saw this huge alien beast that was rushing, they couldn't help but exclaim!

I saw the huge strange beast with extremely strong magic fluctuations on his body roaring to the sky, and the black and red light burst out on his body, and his power even hit a cultivator who had a great success in the Nascent Soul. How could he have such power if he was not the Seven Sea Monster King Beasts!

"Ghost Car Yin King Dove!"

“Blue-patterned manatee!”

"Blue-winged tiger-patterned beast!"

“….”

With the long roar of the Seven Sea Monster King Beasts, huge splashes of water emerged from the calm sea, and many strange beasts with violent magic fluctuations appeared. The monsters with human body and fish tails stood on their heads or on their backs without exception. They were people from the Xi clan who were good at serving beasts.

"If Luo Bei wants to attack us, we may not be able to escape even if we fight our lives, right?"

When they saw such a formation, almost all the monks present looked pale, and they also showed a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Luo Bei.

Not to mention the absolute number, almost all of these strange beasts are equivalent to those of the late stage of the Golden Pill and even above the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. If they really fight, so many monks present may not even be able to deal with these strange beasts.

...

Standing in the team, Chi Luo and Bi Haizi were originally full of anxiety when they walked out, but now seeing so many practitioners, many of them who were afraid of were looking at them and others with fear, but a hint of pride slowly emerged in their hearts, and their chests couldn't help but slowly straighten.
Chapter completed!