Chapter 2421 The Space-Time Venue, Each Insists on His Own Words

Yang Qingxuan asked: "The projection venue? How to participate?"

Zi Xin stretched out her hand to slap, and a huge force rushed towards her. Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, there was no time to resist, and she couldn't resist either.

With a "bang" sound from his body, his back seemed to have crushed layers of barriers, and he was shaken into a strange space.

Under the feet is a huge and complicated formation of light, the patterns on it are unpredictable and ups and downs.

Suddenly a ray of light shot out, accompanied by Zi Xin's voice, "This is the token to enter the venue, hold it in your hand, and you can naturally enter."

Yang Qingxuan reached out and grabbed the streamer, which was a piece of beautiful jade with various patterns carved on it.

Suddenly, he was in a trance, his whole consciousness seemed to be merged into the beautiful jade, and he felt dizzy all of a sudden. The next moment, he found himself in a wonderful building and sitting on a fixed seat.

Zi Xin's voice came and said: "You should be in the venue now, just watch quietly, don't talk, but pay attention to what you say, you are representing my God Palace now, don't embarrass me, I can't know what's going on inside you from the outside, just now Qingsheng communicated with me, he will speak, because Luotianmen is his vassal sect."

Yang Qingxuan sat there quietly, knowing that he was just a divine thought.

The entire venue is a huge circle, and everyone's seat is also a projection of the void, which is very majestic and domineering, and is arranged in a wonderful space rule. From any position, all the people in the venue can be seen.

Yang Qingxuan's spiritual sense swept away, and there were already more than ten people in the venue, but they were all just spiritual transformations, and did not have a real body, so their appearance and body shape were all illusioned, with no reference value. The aura revealed by the individual is the noumenon aura, which cannot be imitated.

But Yang Qingxuan's more than ten auras are very strange. Yang Qingxuan restrained his spiritual consciousness just by sensing it a little bit, and then sat there quietly, thinking about what the King Zixin said, be honest, don't make any tricks. Shenwang Mansion is looking for trouble.

In the center of the entire venue, there are thirteen thrones, placed there in a certain orientation, obviously more exquisite and magnificent than their seats, giving people a visual and imposing shock.

Zi Xin's voice came again, saying: "There are a total of 109 seats in the venue. After the establishment of the alliance, when the number of the holy clans was the largest, it reached 109, which is almost the largest number of seats in the Southern Universe Alliance. The heyday. Now there are a total of forty-nine families of the holy clan, including the seats of five god kings. The thirteen thrones in the center of the venue are the positions of the great god king and the four holy masters and eight domain kings. The thirty-six families are scattered around."

Soon, there were more and more people in the venue, and a ray of light appeared on the throne, which was in line with the color of the beautiful jade, and then, under the flickering, a human figure appeared.

And on the thirteen magnificent thrones in the center, people appeared from time to time.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt a breath probing towards him, and a figure appeared in the opposite position. The probing breath was not unfamiliar, Yang Qingxuan was startled, and secretly said: "King Qingsheng."

The detection was just a superficial swipe, and then disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan probed back with his spiritual sense, and found that the aura of the Qingsheng King that he sensed just now had completely disappeared, knowing that the other party only released his aura slightly to tell him his identity.

Although the people who came to the venue were not necessarily the heads of the famous clan of the Holy Sect, each position was fixed and represented different forces. Most people knew which position belonged to which family.

Not long after, more than 30 people came to the venue sparsely.

In the center of the thirteen thrones, a large formation of light suddenly appeared, fluctuating in a circular range, and those formations appeared disillusioned, like some kind of mysterious pattern, which became more and more clear under the flickering.

And on the top of those patterns, there are also various numbers, thirteen, twenty-nine, seven, five...

Eventually all the light dimmed, revealing something, which was a turtle shell.

Then the head, hands, feet, and tail stretched out. It was an old tortoise whose eyes were closed, lying there quietly and motionless.

A man in black robe slowly emerged from the back of the turtle, with his right hand in front of his body, and his feet stuck to the back of the turtle, seemingly stepping on it but not stepping on it.

As soon as this person appeared, the atmosphere at the venue seemed to have undergone some changes.

All eyes are fixed on the past.

The man said: "The time is up, thirty-five people have come to the meeting, and the entrance to the venue is closed, not waiting for others."

At this time, Zi Xin's voice came, saying: "It's time for the meeting, did you see a man in black robe riding a tortoise in the center of the meeting place? This man's name is Jiangchen, and he is the host of the alliance."

"Jiangchen?" Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, and wanted to ask who Jiangchen belonged to, but it seemed that the sound transmission couldn't get out.

Standing on the back of the tortoise, Jiang Chen kept pinching the seal with his hands, staring at one of the seats with gray eyes, and said, "You all already know the purpose of this meeting. It is rumored that the Ning family has refined seventeen planets. What explanation does your Ning family have for this matter?"

The person who was stared at by Jiang Chen slowly revealed his real appearance, he was a middle-aged man, cupped his hands and said: "I have seen Jiang Chen and all the adults, who were promoted in Xia Ning's family and came to participate in this meeting on behalf of Ning's family. To be honest, we have also heard some of those nonsensical rumors, it is really dumbfounding, how can there be such absurd things in the world? I am afraid that there are some shady forces secretly tripping our Ning family."

Jiangchen said: "You mean, those rumors are all rumors made out of nothing?"

Ning Jinsheng nodded and said, "Create something out of nothing, completely out of nothing."

Jiang Chen said "OK", then turned around, looked at the location of the Qingsheng Palace, and said, "Representatives of the Qing Palace, what do you say?"

Qingsheng changed his voice, snorted coldly, and said: "Luotianmen is a subordinate sect of my Qingshen Palace, and the suzerain Lord Bingchuan was almost killed by Luqiuqi. Fortunately, Rong Ke and others from the Star Refining Master Association helped You saved your life, and you saved your life. Mr. Bingchuan can testify that all the actions of the Tiansha Sect are caused by the Ning family behind the scenes."

Ning Jinsheng laughed and said: "Haha, what a joke! The Heavenly Fiend Sect is the Tian Fiend Sect, and the Ning Family is the Ning Family. If the Tian Fiend Sect is ordered by my Ning Family to do anything, why not merge the Fiend Sect into our Ning Family that day?" Come home? This is one. Second, it is still unknown whether the Tiansha Sect has carried out the blood star refinement. Does Mr. Glacier have evidence to prove it?"