Luo Li set off and headed to Changqingshan in the Jialan region.

The other party is invited, go over and see, what's going on?

If you steal the dust spirit land, the matter should not be exposed, otherwise this earth immortal should not be invited, but arrested.

This time, Luo Li went there alone, in case something happened, he would have an accident himself, don't involve other disciples, hold this heart, Luo Li will set off by himself.

Flying into the Zhehao region, Luo Li found that he was too worried.

In this area, there are also monks who fly to Changqingshan in the Jialan region.

It seems that this is not just inviting oneself, but inviting a lot of monks, and it seems that there is something important.

Along the way, the closer you get to Changqing Mountain in the Jialan region, there are more and more monks.

These monks are not lonely people like Luo Li, they are all a big team, mighty.

Luo Li found that it could be said that this was a major event in the Spirit Land Flood Realm, and countless Nether Sects were all heading to this Changqing Mountain.

Changqing Mountain, Jialan Region, is an immortal mountain, which was originally the outer courtyard of the Shangqing Sect in the spiritual land flood realm.

There are still thousands of miles away from Changqing Mountain, Luo Li felt that there was a kind of pressure between heaven and earth, as if there was a layer of enchantment every hundred miles, as if the flow of heaven and earth vitality was extremely slow, and it was strictly guided and controlled.

This is a formation prohibition, with Changqing Mountain as the center, this formation prohibition has spread for thousands of miles, and there are nearly a thousand various enchantment formations.

Originally, this place belonged to the Immortal Realm Sect, and the monks of the Spirit Land Flood Realm were not allowed to approach, but the Evergreen Daoist invited everyone to come here.

Soon the Changqing Mountains in the distance came to view, and within a radius of 100 miles, there were nine huge peaks. Among the nine peaks. Thirty-six peaks and thirty-six small peaks, cleverly matched.

The peak is close to the deep valley, and the secluded pool is surrounded by the heavenly pillars. These cinnabar, red, and purple peaks are clustered in front and back, and the height is uneven. Three main peaks. The wind is high, standing on its feet, holding up the blue sky. Honest and beautiful.

The road of ten thousand miles, the flying clouds will soon arrive, and from a distance, a beautiful landscape scenery appears in front of Luo Li's eyes.

The green mountains are green, and the clouds are piled up. The two cliffs are divided into tigers and dragons, and there are apes and cranes on all sides. Looking at the top of the cloud-covered mountain, watching the sunset hanging on the treetops. Flowing water. The sound of the stream is ringing Yupei, the waterfall of the flying spring, and the yaoqin is faintly played in the cave. If it weren't for the cultivation of Taoist monks, there would definitely be immortals refining medicine.

In the mist, the mountain peaks change into all kinds of interesting postures, sometimes like a fairy fluttering, sometimes like an old man with a staff, sometimes like an ape offering peaches, sometimes like a wild horse on the loose......

In this light mist, looming. Far away, sometimes near. A touch of red glow and black clouds in the sky gradually dissolved. Mixed with the distant mountains, many large waterfalls flow out of the gaps between the peaks, lining the scenery, like white cloth hanging down from the sky.

The dragon walks and the snake dances, and the mountain light reflects the water, just like a solemn print. The peaks are scattered and cascading. The forest is dense, and it competes with each other to win, and it is like a majestic and magnificent ink painting.

When he arrived at this place, the flying talisman passed on and dissipated automatically. Suddenly, a leading passage appeared in front of him, and the other party's mountain gate opened, welcoming Luo Li to enter.

Luo Li entered here, and after the triple mountain protection array, a huge hanging mountain world appeared in front of Luo Li.

The hanging mountains of this world are huge, full of hundreds of miles in size, hanging upside down in the air.

There were people in front of him, guiding Luo Li to fly towards the mountain.

Far away from the hanging mountain in the air, I heard the sound of fairy music, elegant and long, which makes people have endless aftertaste, as if the joy of nine days has returned to the world.

Luo Li set off with everyone, the ground is laid with white marble, opened up by immortal law, the mountain is long in all seasons, and the spiritual veins of thousands of miles gather here, the aura is sufficient, and there is no pollution.

When Luo left here, he heard someone chanting in the void:

"The third-class sect of the Nether Realm, the head of the Mixed Yuan Sect, Luo Li, is here!"

Someone immediately replied and shouted:

"The third-class sect, play to greet you. ”

Under an order, an auspicious light rose from the jade gate, turned into a seven-colored rainbow, turned into a road to the sky, and suddenly became a spectacle. The purple gold giant bell on the mountain hit eighteen times in a row.

The bell "boom" loud, the sound is loud, it has not stopped, and there are eighteen extremely clear jade rings on the other side, the gold and jade sound at the same time, the fairy sound and the beginning, this is the welcome music, after a while, after the bell rings, it slowly disappears.

The colorful rainbow slowly landed, turned into a rainbow road, and just followed this road.

Luo Li followed the colorful passage and slowly walked into the huge white jade mountain gate, the white jade gate was huge, showing the grandeur of the family, and it was engraved with talismans, which was a magic weapon of the town sect at a glance.

The Rainbow Road disappeared, and here was a large hall, and there were many monks, and when they saw Luo Li, they immediately pointed their fingers!

"This is Luo Li!"

"Yes, the dead remnants of the Red Lotus Sect, what kind of Mixed Yuan Sect has been created!"

"I heard that the Wufeng Sword Sect and the Jiuli Sect were all defeated by him!"

"Yes, it is said that the Heavenly Dragon Palace was destroyed by him!"

"This person has been in the immortal realm for less than ten years, that's it, he will definitely ascend to the immortal and become an immortal powerhouse!"

"Awesome, awesome!"

In the midst of the people's discussions, someone shouted again:

"The first-class sect of the Nether Realm, the master of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect, Huo Yunzi, is here!"

Then the response sounded:

"First-class sect, play to greet. ”

This time it sounded thirty-six, which was twice as much as Luo Li's third-class sect!

I saw another monk enter behind Luo Li, but like Luo Li, he was the only one.

There are many sects here, and when they enter this place, they can only have one person, and their subordinates must be placed outside.

Luo Li glanced at it, those monks who were talking about him, good guys, all of them were the masters of the sect!

Then along the colorful road, another monk came in.

This monk is very burly, his whole body is full of strength, and he should be the main Huo Yunzi of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect.

At this time, another voice came from outside:

"The first-class sect of the Nether Realm, the Zuo Daoling of the owner of Qingxuan Mountain Villa is here!"

Luo Li shook his head, wandering in this hall, the hall is a big palace, the glazed hall, the pavilions, the garden rockery, see the blue sky on the top, see the Qiong Lou below, put yourself in it, the clear and beautiful Lingqi, the fairy species and flowers are very wonderful, the grass and trees are luxuriant everywhere, and the rare birds and beasts are flying all over the sky. It's simply a fairyland, people can't help but be abrupt, and the forests, springs, stones, flowers and plants near and far seem to be paved with a layer of yellow light, which makes people can't help but admire.

Along the way, Luo Li gradually discovered a characteristic of the Shangqing Sect, this sect, good pomp, pay attention to meticulousness, the sky cranes, the lawn flowers, pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, all with an incomparably delicate and meticulous atmosphere.

In this hall, there are more than 1,000 Taishi chairs, and on the side of the seats, there are all kinds of delicacies, all of which are immortal things containing immortal energy, and at first glance they are not produced by the spiritual land and desolation world.

Luo Li found a seat at random, sat down, and silently tasted the food, waiting for the others to arrive.

With that roll call, one by one the sect masters arrived.

Gradually, in the main hall, the staff was gradually full, and Luo Li inadvertently saw the dust like a dream and the sky for thousands of miles, but when they saw Luo Li, they all avoided it from afar.

Wait silently.

Suddenly, at this moment, the rainbow road disappeared, and in the main hall, there was a roar, and all the monks who came here found themselves sitting in their seats, inexplicably changing.

When I looked over, I saw that everyone was in a huge hall.

In this hall, all the sect masters here sat on a Taishi chair, which was divided into four parts.

Luo Li is located in the third part, and on top of that head, there is a gold medal on it, which reads: Third-class sect mixed yuan sect, Luo Li.

On the top of each person's head, there is a gold medal that shows their sect, identity, and name.

It seems that some of them are first-class sects, but when Luo Li took a look, he found that there were not enough one hundred and eight seats in that first-class sect, and there were only ninety-nine people.

Tianlong Palace was destroyed by himself, and the rest should be destroyed by the demon spirit in the last catastrophe, right?

The soul of the demon spirit that was eating bulging seemed to be a few broken sects.

The second-class sect, according to the rules, is one hundred and eight to three hundred and sixty-five, but it is not enough, at least more than twenty seats are missing.

Third-class sects, fourth-class sects, then there is nowhere to look, and below the fourth-class sects, they are not qualified to come here.

At this time, the glorious voice of the Evergreen Daoist sounded behind the curtain of the main hall:

"Thank you, all of you, in response to my order, to gather here!

"Thank you for your trust, but there are three second-class sects and one third-class sect, and they have not come here, they will not come, and they will be removed from the nether sect from now on!"

"The reason why we were removed is because this time, we are reranking the Nether Sect Rankings!" (To be continued......)