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Hundreds of Immortals in the Liyuan!
The visitors turned out to be hundreds of immortals from the Liyuan, and without exception, they were all dressed in mourning clothes.
¡°What is this coming for? No one knows, but it is definitely not for congratulations.
No one expected that at the most solemn scene of the wedding, when everyone would be attracted by the stunning beauty of Linglong. Hundreds of Immortals in the Liyuan, the performers were so majestic that they could make people's blood boil with their majestic tunes. They came dressed in mourning clothes.
Looking from afar, these pear garden immortals are still far away.
It was at least a hundred miles away, but the voice arrived first and attracted everyone before the people arrived.
Linglong on the Hongqiao felt paused in her heart, and her restless mood for the past few days reached its peak at this moment.
He stopped, raised the hijab on his face, and looked at the past with his beautiful eyes.
¡°You are seeking death for how dare you come to the eldest prince¡¯s wedding to cause trouble!¡±
On both sides of the street, the eldest prince has already deployed many guards, and there are many masters hidden secretly.
What we should be prepared for is that someone is causing trouble, and a kill order has been issued beforehand. No matter who dares to cause trouble during the wedding, they will be killed without mercy!
The Hundred Immortals in Liyuan, which was still a hundred miles away, was immediately attacked by snipers in the attics lined on both sides of the street.
Whoosh whoosh!
A warrior wearing armor jumped out, his sword unsheathed, and with murderous intent, he rushed towards the Hundred Immortals in the Liyuan.
"Don't panic, everyone, the wedding will go on. A mere group of women can't mess up the eldest prince's wedding."
An old man came out from beside the eldest prince and shouted loudly.
The body is filled with the terrifying pressure of the emperor. This is actually a terrifying master with the cultivation level of the six-meridian emperor.
His voice is like thunder, full of the sound of the great road, and he deliberately wants to use his own cultivation to disperse the laughter of the swords played by the hundreds of immortals in the Liyuan.
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But who knows, it contains the power of the emperor and the sound of soul power. Like mud falling into the sea, it disappears instantly without any hindrance.
"It's Kong Feiyun, Mr. Kong from the Taimiao Ancestral Hall. With Mr. Kong in the Liyuan, he shouldn't be able to make any big waves."
Although his voice did not have the expected effect, the old man's name was a little surprising.
Kong Feiyun, one of the few royal masters in the Taimiao ancestral hall, is in the Imperial City, the imperial capital.
It can be called the Emperor of the Great as the Emperor.
Even a peak emperor would not be able to get any advantage from fighting against him in the imperial capital city.
Hiss!
The eldest prince's expression was calm, and there was no trace of panic on his face.
Sitting down, Fire Qilin, the sacred horse of the state, neighed for some reason, as if it had encountered a strong enemy. Wang Fei, who was on his back, was slightly frightened and quickly comforted him, but when he lowered his head, he saw a few wisps of snowflakes falling.
Taking it in his hand, an icy chill hit him, causing him to frown slightly, "Is it snowing?"
"It's so cold, so cold."
"Pu Damn it, why did it get so cold all of a sudden. Ah, look, everyone, it's snowing, it's snowing!"
Before the tunes played by the immortals in the Liyuan stopped, a strange phenomenon occurred again. In the sky, heavy snow fell with goose feathers.
In just a moment, the ground was covered with a thick layer of silver covering a radius of thousands of miles.
A moment ago, the weather was beautiful, the sky was blue and the sun was shining.
Now it suddenly started snowing heavily, and there was a coolness in the snow. Many people with high cultivation levels in Yancheng, the imperial capital, felt cold and shivering.
In the building, the Ninth Prince Wang Yan showed doubts.
Not caring much, he took off his hood, pushed aside the crowd in front of the window, and looked up to the sky.
¡°I saw a dazzling light above the nine days above the distant street, lighting up the sky, as if there were two suns in the sky.
Under the sun, there seems to be an ice coffin hanging.
Between the ice coffin and the sun, there is an invisible barrier that divides the sky into two extremes.
Above the barrier, a bright light shines in all directions.
Under the barrier, the ice coffin brought an unparalleled chill. It was covered with heavy snow and fell, causing a strange phenomenon that everyone saw.
"That's" Wang Yan was stunned, a little unbelievable.
Scholar Tiance on the side said softly: "Your Highness, that is the mythical beast Golden Crow, there is no doubt about it. However, this mythical beast is still young and is not as scary as in myths and legends, but it still cannot be underestimated."nbsp; "Fortunately, the two sides fought only near Qianjin Tower. Otherwise, half of the city would have been demolished."
"Have you noticed that so far, Emperor Yan has not taken action. Other top forces that can stop this storm have not taken action either. There seems to be something weird in this."
"It seemsmany people don't want the eldest prince's wedding to go smoothly."
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? While there are spectators in all directions, and a great deal of discussion, the veiled woman snorts coldly.
The genuine fairy basket in his hand suddenly flew out, and endless flowers flew out of it. A sea of ??flowers covered the city of Fire, blocking out the sky and the sun. This top-grade soul weapon that had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years burst out with its astonishing pressure.
"The peonies are falling in the dust, and the fallen flowers are colorful!"
The veiled woman shouted loudly, surrounded by women in white swaying. The sword light condensed into a budding peerless peony. When they opened their arms at the same time, it seemed as if the peony was blooming.
Infinite vitality overflows, and countless petals fall down from the sea of ??flowers covering Yancheng. Like a storm, densely packed, falling towards the immortals in the pear garden.
If all of them really fall down, with the power of the genuine fairy basket, all the immortals in the theater will be severely damaged, or even die on the spot.
Such a scene was so horrifying that it immediately aroused exclamations from the film.
There are hundreds of immortals in the pear garden, and Su Ye among the stars in the moon is calm in the face of danger. The index finger pressed the strings, and then they started to vibrate. Suddenly, the tune of the ensemble suddenly changed.
The sound of the flute, guzheng, and pipa changes accordingly.
When the wind filled the sky with petals and was about to swallow up all the immortals in the pear garden, it changed wildly. It is composing an epic poem and spreading myths. It is so majestic that it makes people¡¯s hearts shocked and their blood boiling.
But in this passion, there is a trace of tragedy.
Petals are falling all over the sky, and each petal is a death-scythe that seduces the soul. Who can stop them from falling?
The spectators, whose blood was burning with passion, were all entangled in their hearts and felt an impulse.
It is blocked in the chest, with nowhere to vent, and it is extremely uncomfortable.
Waiting, waiting, waitingwaiting for a sword, waiting for a sword of salvation, waiting for a sword that can channel everyone's passion and impulse!
Clang!
At this moment, between heaven and earth, a flash of sword light appeared, and it appeared just right. It just appears when people's blood is boiling and their chests are blocked, but they have nowhere to vent.
"There is a white jade capital in the sky, five cities on the 12th floor. Immortals caress my head, and I will be blessed with eternal life!"
The person who came had an indifferent look on his face, holding a sword and stepping on the flowing light, like an immortal, coming across the sky.
For a moment, the sword's will was like a rainbow, piercing the sky, and all the graces in the world seemed to fall on this sword light.
Just when people were cheering loudly and sighing that this sword had finally arrived, the world was shocked by the light of the sword. There was an extra flash of sword light and a roar of the sword, which shattered the sky and plunged the world into black and white.
When everyone was caught off guard, the two figures intertwined, and the swords made a clanging sound!
The crispness, accompanied by the style of the Baixian fighting of Liyuan, turns all the striked petals, scattered as many as possible, go to the momentum, and go straight into the clouds!
When swords are fighting, what they are fighting for is not victory or defeat, honor or disgrace, but the fate of this mortal world, the passion and passion!
Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun looked at each other and smiled at the moment they were in contact with each other.
The next moment, the toes pointed in the void at the same time, and with one sword and one sword, he killed towards the top of the golden building without any hesitation.
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