The next day, the sky was clear, and the Kunlun Mountains were as crystal clear as ice and jade under the bright sun.

At the end of the day, a voice was as ethereal as a lone cloud, passing slowly through the sky... "Please go to Kunlun Summit for lunch. The General Assembly will be held on time at noon."

Hearing the sound, the four palaces and several sects that came from the sect came out of the rooms on both sides of the heaven terrace and looked in the direction of the sound... But I saw that the middle-aged people who had appeared before were already waiting there at the highest place of the heaven terrace and on the ninth floor of the ladder.

Full of doubts, Bian xuanyang and others set foot on the sky steps. The power of heaven and earth on the eighth floor has been unbearable, not to mention the ninth floor. I never thought that when they set foot on it, they found that the prestige shrouded in it had already dissipated, and they were as light as a swallow without any discomfort.

Can the power of this stage still be artificially controlled?

In doubt, Che Feiyun and others continued to walk upward... When they climbed over the ninth floor, their sight suddenly brightened, and a vast expanse of snow came into view. Even if millions of people stood at the top of Kunlun, they were just a drop in the ocean.

The heart of awe grows.

Ou Yongyu, the leader of Yunlan palace, has confused his eyes. He has been to Kunlun mountain. He has seen, touched, felt and known less than one tenth of this trip. Moreover, the original Kunlun top is so vast, but it is a place similar to the size of the manor.

Everything has an unreal feeling.

Walking and stopping, the rich aura of heaven and earth in the air swept past their eyes... Then they came to a hall completely carved from ice and snow, with stone columns, tables, chairs and walls all made of ice and snow.

Like a snow mountain, the whole interior is hollowed out, and millions of people will not feel crowded.

In the ice and snow, not only is there no biting cold around, but there is a rare warmth in the Dantian. In less than a day, most of the millions of people who came to the sect broke through the shackles that had been trapped for a long time and entered a new realm after absorbing the strong heaven and earth aura of the sect.

At the moment, there were hundreds of long howls, soaring up, and the aura in the space was immediately confused.

In front of the hall, ten middle-aged people in plain white robes did not know when to stand in front of the hall!

Che Feiyun's eyes were frozen. The ten people in front of him were at most at an age of no doubt, but the one with the lowest realm was the late wuzun, what a terrible Kunlun mountain.

The iron bone on the far left clanked, and a middle-aged man with the smell of the superior stepped forward, "I, the deacon of Kunlun Mountain, welcome you to the Kunlun Mountain Conference, please have a meal..."

Mao Yizhou and others looked at each other with a complex look in their eyes.

In the eyes of Kunlun Mountain, the four palaces, sects and Yigan casual cultivation are all treated equally. It is clear that they have not considered the intention of their palace masters!

Shen Yijian, the supreme elder of Tianlan palace, is obviously a little angry. After entering Kunlun Mountain, he has been forced to join the group of scattered practitioners and sects. Now it's difficult to eat. Do you want to be on the same table?

Do they deserve it!

Walking forward, his old body was like a sword out of its sheath, and his tone was aggressive. "Is this how Kunlun Mountain treats the people of the four palaces! I've learned it! "

The middle-aged man who was interrogated still wore a faint smile on his face, "elder, don't worry, people of Tianlan palace, Kunlun mountain will certainly not neglect!" Clapped his hands, but he saw that the center of the hall suddenly bulged slowly, like the stars and the moon, and a platform one foot higher than the surrounding breathing room was formed!

There are four crystal tables on the platform, and the positions of several palaces are marked on each table!

After the four palaces appeared, it was like a circle of ripples rippling from the center to the surrounding. However, every platform appeared later, it was one head lower than the previous platform... Seeing this, Shen Yijian, who was just angry, smiled coldly and retreated with satisfaction.

In the crowd behind, a cold and fierce look carefully stared at the scene in front of us, and I didn't know what to think.

"Please!" With a big hand, the middle-aged man didn't compete this time, because every table and chair was arranged according to the position of the people on the sky steps yesterday, with their respective names on it.

"Wow, it's Xiao Tiancao..."

"Try it quickly. There's a lot of aura in the tea... Yes, it's a spirit milk! Yes, it is... "

Just two words later, the whole hall suddenly burst into flames!

A dish is casually served on the table. The material is very rare spiritual grass in the sect. The looting is carried out again. Most of them pack all the dishes, including tea, and drink them when they break through the realm in the future!

This also caused that every time a dish appeared on the table, it would be robbed by several hands in the breath... On the platform, Zhuang Yixin, the leader of Guiyuan sect, looked at the scene of falling into looting below, and his face was pale with some helplessness.

This is the warrior in the land of sects.

And this is the situation they encountered in Kunlun mountain!

Compared with the living environment in Kunlun Mountain, their life in the past was inferior to that of pigs and dogs!

Therefore, there was a clear-cut scene in the hall. On the ground floor, on every table, all martial artists were frantically fighting for it, and there were fights and abuse everywhere; On the high platform, a cadre of sect elders, sect masters, four palace masters and others sat motionless in place, just looking at the dishes and chopsticks. They didn't move until the steaming heat on the tea cooled and disappeared!

After dinner, under the leadership of the middle-aged deacon, millions of people came to a square surrounded by all sides... When the party got there, the high platform of the square was filled with hundreds of people, including teenagers, middle-aged and old!

After the simple allocation of seats, an old man with his right arm rooted and broken on the high platform stood up.

Che Feiyun recognized that it was the day when the wind blew off his right arm in the Fuzong, the elder of Kunlun mountain!

"I declare that the Kunlun conference will begin now! Take the beast! " It was crisp and clean. Shuitian seemed to have no intention of greeting the local forces of the sect.

As soon as the voice fell, ten old people in the square formed a circle, each holding an ancient token. Under a complex set of hand knots, the token rose in the air, "open!"

Ten fingers away and one finger in the air, the ten tokens emit dazzling light, and the light converges towards the middle!

A crack slowly appeared in everyone's surprise!

"Roar!" A roar of bajue heaven and earth burst into the sky