"Change!"

Wang Ming shouted in a low voice!

The fire condensation talisman is activated and the spiritual energy is circulated.

A small cluster of flames ignited in the void and swayed gently.

Yes, it's boring...

Looking at the flame smaller than the lighter, Wang Ming's mouth twitched: "It's true that it's not possible."

In the Taoist Ancestor mode, the divine fire Suzaku can be easily condensed.

Normally, only flames can be lit.

Alas ~

It seems that without borrowing the power of the Taoist Ancestor’s factor, my cultivation talent can only be considered ordinary!

Wang Ming sighed from the bottom of his heart.

...

at this time.

There are three hours left before the Succession Ceremony of the Holy Son.

The mountains in the east are dimly bright!

The vast snow-covered Qingwei Mountain suddenly became lively.

Someone came by riding a flying sword, which was lined up in the character "man" and "one".

Someone was riding a flying boat, shaking the wind and clouds between the sky.

Some people use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as ink to outline the formation runes, turn them into two-winged horses, flapping their wings and flying across the mountains.

They come from all major sects in the world of cultivation and are all "Immortal Saints" in the eyes of the secular world.

Today we gathered in Qingwei Mountain for only one thing.

Seeing the reincarnation of the Taoist ancestor!

In front of Zixiao Palace.

Xiao Chunyang had a 'public relations' smile on his face, and was receiving big shots from all sides.

"Cangxuan Sword Immortal, we haven't seen each other for many years. We will definitely give you a cup later!"

"Fellow Daoist Qingping, we haven't seen each other for many years. We will definitely give you a cup later!"

"Abbot Qijie, we haven't seen each other for many years. We will definitely give you a cup later!"

"Yo, Master Juemi, I have become more and more youthful and moving after not seeing you for many years. I will definitely pay a few more cups to you later!"

...

suddenly.

The sound of the pipa sounded in the world.

At the same time, neon lights shot from the morning glow in the east.

Each piece is embroidered with exquisite patterns, including flowers, silk, bamboo, and beautiful women...

As the ribbon danced, young girls appeared one by one.

Each of them wore charming clothes, with a veil covering their faces and a natural beauty, and they still hugged the pipa and half-covered their faces.

Every move, every frown and smile makes people shake their hearts and their emotions can't be controlled.

"It's the demon witches of the Demon Sect, why are they here?"

"The demons outside the desire are well-deserved, and these seven-emotional demon sounds are really evil~"

"It is said that no one in the world knows men better than women from the Demon Sect. These are deadly fairies!"

"I heard that the Demon Ancestor was reincarnated and worshipped under the Demon Master."

"We can't imagine the happiness of the Demon Ancestor."

...

A rouge sedan chair appeared in the sky.

Behind the gauze curtain, you can vaguely see a graceful figure.

She was wearing a colorful dress and feathered clothes, holding a pipa in her arms, and gently caressing her jade hands, the magic sound was ecstatic.

The long burgundy hair is loose, and the cinnabar mole on the eyebrows is as charming as blood.

The corners of a woman's mouth outline a seductive curve.

Xiao Mingming ~
Chapter completed!