Chapter 818

Naturally, people from all the major departments also found this, and they turned to look at it one after another. There was a trace of difference in the eyes of several major leaders, such as Tiange Zhenren.

After all, all the invited sects of Tianmen club have already come. How could anyone else show up at this time?

The starlight came very fast. Just as Liu Ming's disciples turned their heads, they saw three more figures in the air.

At the same time, a suffocating spirit pressure swept from the figure in the middle. The disciples on the scene turned pale one after another when they came into contact with each other. Their mind kept shaking. The weaker ones turned pale and fainted directly.

Although Liu Ming's spiritual strength is far higher than that of the monks of the same level, under the pressure of this spirit, he also intuitively felt a faint in his brain and hastened to activate the insect. This is not as unbearable as the others.

Nearby Luo Tiancheng just turned pale and stood upright.

The high-level of each sect also changed their faces one after another. The power of this terrible pressure is still above them.

With a wave of his sleeve robe and a bright blue light shield, Tiange protects all the disciples of Taiqing sect. Other powerful members of the clan also offer sacrifices or break talismans to protect or reduce the pressure of the disciples.

Liu Ming felt relieved and recovered as usual. He immediately breathed a sigh and looked at the three men.

At first, he was tall and burly, and there seemed to be stars shining like the Big Dipper. The dazzling stars wrapped him in them, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"The monk of the mysterious realm!" I don't know who took a cold breath and blurted out

Liu Ming looked at the tall figure, the same heart startled, just with the breath, this person seems to be more unfathomable than the Southern Waste puppet emperor..

However, it's not surprising that today's Qing Ling, the puppet emperor of the southern wilderness, is only transformed by a wisp of ghost, and his strength is much inferior to that of his heyday.

Next to the massive figure wrapped by the starlight stood two young friars, a man and a woman.

The young man is very tall, with curly purple hair behind his head, a broad snout and cold eyes.

But the nun has soft silver hair, warm face and snow skin. Her pupils are green as jade. Her eyes seem to absorb people's soul. She looks like a disaster to the country and the people. There is a faint smile on her mouth.

Liu Ming's eyes turned around on them, and his eyes flashed slightly.

They were also monks in Huajing period, and their accomplishments were very profound, but what he cared about was their clothes.

The pattern of Beidou on their robes gives them a very familiar feeling.

Beidou Pavilion Liu Ming heart read a few rotation, finally think of what, in the heart for one Zheng..

"It turned out that it was a noble man from the Beidou Pavilion who came here. My palace is so glorious!" When the crowd was surprised, the voice of the man in the golden robe came from not far away.

"Sure enough, it's a person from Beidou Pavilion..." Liu Ming's eyes moved, and he couldn't help turning his head and looking at Tiange.

I saw Tiange's eyebrows slightly wrinkled. It seemed that he was equally surprised by the arrival of the master of Beidou Pavilion, who is a great master of Xuantong.

Others heard the same commotion.

"Oh, the two Dharma protectors of the heavenly palace are not fit to talk to me. Ask your elders to come out and have a talk!" Starlight in the figure, said impolitely.

The man in the golden robe was very angry when he heard the words, but the woman in the golden robe next to him suddenly gently pulled the corner of his coat.

At this moment, a dazzling white light rolled out of the huge island and turned into a huge gray vortex in the void.

The next moment, an old man with white hair and a sad face came out of the whirlpool.

"Old Tianhe, I didn't expect you to be in the secret place this time." As soon as the burly figure saw the white robed old man's face clearly, he immediately gave a light "Oh", which seemed a little unexpected.

Liu Ming and other disciples were stunned by the appearance of another great power in the mysterious realm. Tiange and others were also surprised.

"Master of Beidou Pavilion, what are you doing here?" The old man in the white robe obviously knew the visitor. After frowning, he said so coldly.

This burly figure is one of the most mysterious tongxuan powers in Zhongtian, and the famous leader of Beidou Pavilion.

This time, not to mention ordinary disciples like Liu Ming, even Tiange immortal and other leaders of each sect were surprised.

"Why, can't I come here?" With the voice of the leader of the Beidou Pavilion, the starlight on the leader of the Beidou Pavilion slowly dissipates, revealing one of the middle-aged men with a strange appearance, but wearing an ordinary yellow dress.

"Today is the day of Tianmen meeting. All the Taoist friends from different schools gather here. If you have nothing important to do, please stay away. I will go to Beidou Pavilion another day." Tianhe old man looks dignified, arched his hand and said.

Tiangong, a mysterious organization, holds Tianmen meeting every 800 years. Of course, it has far-reaching significance and involves a great secret. It would never receive any interruption in the middle of the meeting. Otherwise, it would not send a person with great power to sit here.

"I'm here just for this meeting. My two disciples are the accomplishments of huajingqi. Let them participate in this meeting." The master of Beidou Pavilion gave a ha ha, and suddenly pointed to the two people standing on his side.

"What, let your disciples enter the secret realm of Tianmen?" The old man in Tianhe's eyes shrank. He seemed to think of something. He asked in a cold voice

"Is that the beginning of that thing again?"

This sentence is a little puzzling, but the master of Beidou Pavilion seems to understand the general meaning, nodded and said:

"That's why I have to try these two disciples with the help of Tianmen secret place, and at the same time increase some luck and chance."

Hearing this, the old man in Tianhe's eyes twinkled and pondered, but he didn't give a reply immediately.

The master of Beidou Pavilion looked at the change of the old man's expression in Tianhe and said calmly:

"At the beginning of that event, our cabinet leader can decide to give half of the quota to your Tiangong, which will be regarded as the reward for their participation in the Tianmen meeting this time."

"Are you serious about this Hearing this, the old man in Tianhe was moved.

"I can't believe the words of the leader of our pavilion, can you Big Dipper Pavilion Lord double eyebrow a pick, some don't Yu of say.

"Don't get me wrong, Daoyou. In this case, we will add them to the Tianmen meeting." After pondering for a long time, Tianhe finally nodded reluctantly.

The conversation between the two tongxuan talents didn't deliberately avoid anyone present. Most of the ordinary disciples below Zhendan here were confused when they heard that.

However, the four Taizong, the eight aristocratic families, the TIANYAO Valley and other super large leaders, such as Tiange Zhenren, have already changed their looks, and their faces have become extremely ugly.

Seeing this scene, even the most insensitive people know that what the old man Tianhe and the leader of Beidou Pavilion said must involve a very important matter.

For a moment, there was a strange atmosphere in the field.

"Xuanwu, Xuanying, the next thing is for you two to do." Tianhe old man turned around and said a word to the two messengers of the heavenly palace. Before they could answer, his body was like a wave of water, blurred, and disappeared in an instant.

The leader of the Beidou Pavilion also gave an account to the two disciples beside him. After that, he flashed a bright star on his body surface, turned into a star again, and passed away in a flash.

Just below, people looked different. While many people were still digesting the unexpected information they just got, the bronze masked man in the golden robe said, with a flash of gold on his hand, a huge gold scroll half a person's height appeared, and said faintly:

"Well, before the disciples of each sect enter the secret place, they need to write down their names in this volume of Tiangong book, and leave a drop of blood essence, then they can enter the Tianmen in turn. The order of entry shall be based on the achievements of each clan in the last Tianmen meeting. "

At the end of the speech, he recited a few low and inaudible incantations. With a hula, the golden scroll opened in the direction of the woman in the golden robe.

The woman in the golden robe shook her body and immediately reached out to catch the other end of the scroll, and pulled it slightly tight.

However, when the huge golden scroll was unfolded, it was several feet long. On the four sides of the scroll inlaid with Phnom Penh, it was engraved with some dense small runes. It was moving like a living creature. In the middle, there was nothing but white. On the far right, there was a circle written in red, with three words "seventy-nine" written in the middle.

Liu Ming's eyes fell on the number and his heart moved. Does it mean that this is the 79th Tianmen conference?

Soon, two groups of disciples flew out of the crowd below.

Liu Ming's eyes were fixed. From the clothes of these disciples, he judged that they should be the disciples of Tiangong sect and xuanmo sect.

In every Tianmen meeting, the top four were naturally won by the four Taizong. The last time, taiqingmen was only the third, only in front of Haoran Academy. Gongzong and moxuanzong were obviously the first and the second.

Sure enough, the disciples of Tiangong sect were the first to sign their names on the golden scroll one by one, leaving a drop of blood essence. Then they flew up one after another and disappeared into the gate behind the two messengers.

"You can go there, too." When the ten disciples of moxuanzong also signed the same, immortal Tiange waved to Liu Ming and the other ten, but his face was a little absent-minded.

Liu Ming and other ten Taiqing disciples agreed in unison, then flew to the heavenly palace emissary, wrote down their names on the golden scroll in turn, and dropped a drop of blood essence on the name.

When Liu Ming signs his name by himself and forces a drop of blood essence to fall on the scroll, he is acutely aware that there is a trace of inexplicable energy wrapped around him. However, after careful examination, he can't find the specific place in his body.

However, compared with the power of dark curse, this energy gives him a kind of gentle feeling.

After checking, Liu Ming felt relieved. With one hand, he stepped on a black cloud, followed by the former Taiqing disciple, and flew into the gate of Tianmen secret place.

(after a day's meeting, I'm almost tired!)