Xuanzhong, Xuandong, Xuanxi, Xuanhai area.

The Great Xuan has four domains.

Xuandong Realm was once the political center. Later, due to the fall of Xuanbei Realm, it was affected and suffered great losses. The political center moved little by little to Xuanzhong Realm.

It's quite boring.

After looking at it for a while, he was a little tired, and there seemed to be light and shadows flashing in the afterglow. He subconsciously picked up his eyes.

"Hold the grass!"

After a sudden shock, the seat belt was broken, Zhou Chen stood up directly from his seat.

"What's wrong with this passenger?"

The flight attendant rushed over.

"Then someone fight..."

Pointing out the window, his head turned around, Zhou Chen's voice stopped, and there was no movement in the deep space.

"gentlemen?"

"I……"

"I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

The flight attendant quickly brought a cup of hot water.

"Thanks."

He sat down in a panic, and he still didn't come back to his senses.

"Zhou Chen, what's wrong?"

Chu Yao sat beside her and asked.

"I saw a person in a white robe."

"Um?"

Chu Yao knew the white robe in his mouth.

Chen Meng also knows it.

The two women all cast doubtful eyes.

"fine……"

Zhou Chen raised his head and poured water into his mouth, looking at the space again.

There is nothing.

It's outrageous.

Just now, he clearly saw a white-robed man flying in space, with an extremely large and strange shape in front of him. The white-robed man rushed up, and the white light flashed, extremely dazzling.

Dazzled?

How dazzling is he? How big is a piece of white light? Just like the mosaics played in Korean comics, can he be dazzling?

"Yaoyao."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid, I have to hold hands."

"Get out."

...

The plane landed and came to the hotel on the pick-up bus, without any further accidents.

Three days passed in a flash.

The Martial Arts Conference was officially held.

The location is not far from the hotel, and it is too down-to-earth... Zhongling District Stadium.

It is a perfect venue to accommodate up to 35,000 people.

that is……

Martial Arts Conference, Martial Arts Conference.

Zhou Chen imagined that he should have been at the top of the mountain peak. The masters stood at the top of the surrounding peaks, and dug out a ring in the center of the mountain, and then the crowd was bustling. One was coming up later. Barbara himself was so awesome, one after another.

Finally, the big guys came on the field, and after pretending, the game ended perfectly.

He never expected that this thing could be opened in the stadium.

What a concert, it was like a martial arts conference, and I was so laughed to death.

"Don't you think this place is a bit weird?" Zhou Chen asked in a low voice.

"What's weird?" Chen Meng was puzzled, "It's very spectacular, with a crowd of people. At first glance, countless young heroes gathered."

"no……"

After talking about his complaints, Chen Meng's eyes became more and more bizarre.

"Read less novels, what era is this."

"What are the people at the foot of the mountain, what are the people at the foot of the mountain?"

"After sharing a martial arts hall, could it be that if you took the students to the bottom of the mountain and gave the location to the next martial arts hall?"

"Also, a bunch of people are on this hill, and another bunch of people are on that hill..."

"What should I do if it's their turn to share? Fly over."

Well, I have indeed read too many novels.

Zhou Chen shut his mouth.

Generally speaking, the four-star martial arts hall can apply to the martial arts conference by itself and have the opportunity to share and communicate.

If you are under four stars, it depends on the situation. Most of them buy tickets and are purely a bystander.

Perhaps because of the Jiyi Martial Arts Hall, the Shushan Sword Hall is in a good location and can barely be considered the front row.

On the huge lawn, a man in a windbreaker walked out slowly.

Tens of thousands of people's eyes locked it in an instant.

"Wu Pavilion, the master of the seven Pavilions, Qu Wusheng." Chen Meng explained.

"You know all this?" Zhou Chen was surprised.

"I wrote the previous invitation letter." Chen Meng was puzzled, "You, as the owner, didn't you not read it?"

"How is that possible."

Zhou Chen completely shut up his wheat.

"Hello everyone, I am the master of the seventh Pavilion of Wu Pavilion, Qu Wusheng."

With his hand turned around, a piece of object that looked like a Rubik's Cube appeared in his hand and threw it forward.

There was a rumbling sound.

A huge ring appeared in everyone's eyes.

The whole body is ink-colored, with dense patterns and stars on the surface, just like the stars in the night sky.

"screen."

Snap your fingers.

In an instant, a huge nightfall wrapped the entire stadium.

"I'll go."

Zhou Chen's eyes widened.

"hiss--"

"The Seven Pavilion Masters are awesome!"

"So handsome, so handsome!"

It's dark in a flash!

Looking up at the top of my head, there were also stars.

At the same time, light curtains lit up.

Two large main displays and four secondary displays are distributed around the stadium, and the center of the ring is happening.

Everyone was amazed at the time, and the seven Pavilion Masters had already flashed to the center of the ring.

There was nowhere where the beam of light came from and shone on him.

Think about it, such a large venue is dark all around, only the ring is emitting light, and above the ring, one person emits a brighter light.
To be continued...