Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Since then, there has been a steady stream of guests.

Xia Qingchen had no time to withdraw and asked several chairmen.

Moon Pearl, who was receiving gifts, took a slight tick from the corner of her mouth and muttered softly: "It should be almost time."

Tianyue Lingdong.

In a long canyon.

The red team of sending relatives ascended to heaven.

In the middle of a sedan chair, Saint White Lotus retreated to her ordinary clothes.

Feng Guanxia, ​​Zhu Yan red lips.

A splendid red dress outlines the graceful posture.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and she was as indifferent as ever.

Suddenly.

The sedan stopped.

"What's the matter?" Saint Bai Lian closed her eyes.

Next to the sedan chair, a maid who sent relatives stared in front with a look of surprise: "Miss, there is fog in front."

But seeing directly in front of the canyon, there was a thick yellowish mist.

Bai Lian Sheng Nu lifted the car curtain and glanced outside, frowning: "Going to Sanli is Gukou, how can there be fog condensation in the perennial strong wind?"

The sending team is also hesitant.

This mist is really strange.

"Miss, do you need a detour?"

Saint Bai Lian pondered and shook her head: "No need, pass slowly."

If you detour again, it will delay half a day.

The good day will be delayed.

This canyon is called the East Rift Valley.

After leaving the valley, thousands of miles north is the holy land of sword cliffs.

Eight thousand miles south is the Holy Land of Nebula.

Their trip should be north.

"Yes, miss."

Send the pro team carefully into the mist.

Saint Bai Lian sat in the sedan chair.

He held the soft sword involuntarily.

Whenever there is any change, she will take action.

Send the pro-team to be vigilant.

suddenly.

A scream came.

The entire congratulatory team immediately stopped.

The bearers pulled out their swords and watched around.

The sedan had to be put down.

However, they were vigilant when they were around.

Without even realizing it, there were four deep robes with different colors standing on the top of their heads without any sound.

They are covered in mist and are especially mysterious.

At the moment, the four fell silent.

Without knowing it, he lifted the sedan on the ground into the sky.

Then, another car was put down.

Throughout the process, there was no movement.

Even the white lotus maiden in the sedan chair did not feel the slightest shaking of the sedan chair.

She thought the sedan stayed in place.

Without knowing it, his sedan has been lifted into the air.

Sending the relatives unaware, carrying the replaced sedan chair and proceeding.

"The danger is lifted, leave immediately." The pro team screamed.

The team immediately left the fog and left the valley.

They know nothing.

Their team left at the forefoot, and in the mist, they walked out to send a team to the pro.

And their direction is, Nebula Holy Land!

Sword cliff holy land.

At noon.

There are a hundred banquet tables on the main peak, but only ten tables have guests.

The rest of the banquet tables were empty.

The lively wedding scene should be deserted.

Only the red lantern was left, floating alone in the breeze.

Yu Qingyang stood at the welcoming platform, a calm face, showing a shadow.

Invited guests of Tianyueling came only less than one-tenth.

Lord Sword Cliff comforted: "Probably they are still on the road, wait patiently."

Yu Qingyang looked at the noon sun and shook his head slightly: "No need to comfort me, they are all at Xia Qingchen's wedding!"

In his eyes, there was a flash of fierceness: "He, he was more than surprised by me."

Anyone feels that Yu Qingyang's wedding must be more grand.

However, the opposite is true.

Since when has the humble dust been qualified to surpass itself?

It is now.

A blue giant bird came.

Standing on it was a bald man in black, meticulous, giving a very serious sense.

Behind him were a large number of young people.

Young people are dressed in uniforms.

On the clothes, there is a woman's head.

That is the hallmark of Tianyueling Temple!

The shadow on Yu Qingyang's face flicked away, and he greeted with a smile: "Chao Lao came by himself, and punished the juniors."

The black bald head in front of him is the black one of the Tianyue Temple, with a very high status.

At the beginning, it was he who gave Yu Qingyang God King badge.

To the old unsmiling face, a smile smiled out: "How can I not come if you are married?"

After falling, he looked at the empty banquet table and said, "What about the rest of the guests?"

Yu Qingyang didn't care, saying: "A group of forces with three religions and ninth class, it is better not to come, it will hinder the view of the old."

In his eyes, including the four major families and the eight holy sites, they can be described by the three religions and the nine streams.

It doesn't matter whether you come or not.

As long as a few heavyweights are present.

Sit down towards the old man.

Soon after, a young laughter came through.

"Brother Yu, how can I lose my Yuwen Taiji when marrying the world's first beauty?"

On the steps, a nineteen-year-old boy dressed in a large green robe was picked up.

His sword eyebrows and staring eyes gave a very harsh feeling.

It is Yuwen Taiji, ranked second in the Tianyue Ranking.

In front of him, there are several elders of Yuwen Shenmen.

Yu Qingyang smiled again: "Brother Yuwen, please seniors."

Yuwen Shenmen and Tianyue Temple are the top forces in Tianyueling.

The wedding is not deserted when they are overwhelming.

However, Yu Qingyang is not most concerned about them.

suddenly.

A sword rang through the sky.

From a distance, a middle-aged man in blue, stepping on a broad sword and flying in the sky!

The elders of Chao Lao and Yuwen Shenmen stood up together and saw the trembling light: "Yu Jian is flying, this is the mid-month strong!"

Yujian flight is a kind of volley flight.

It is something that can only be done in mid-month.

At present, the entire Tianyueling, except for the temple, has only the ancestors of the two great gates that can fly in the sky.

Yu Qingyang smiled completely on his face, and stepped forward to greet: "Younger Yu Qingyang, see the Palace Master of the Royal Palace."

Chao Lao and Yuwen Shenmen people saluted one after another: "Congratulations to the palace master!"

Under King Liang, there are eighteen palaces.

Each palace has a palace lord with high weight and transcendent status.

It is the existence overlooking the world.

Tianyueling appears on its face, but it is also a land of projectiles.

He was willing to take a long distance to give Yu Qingyang a show, which shows the importance attached to Yu Qingyang.

The master of the Feng Palace received the sword and fell, and his blue clothes fluttered.

He was graceful and gave a gift: "Congratulations!"

Yu Qingyang bowed down and thanked: "Thank you Gongzhu!"

"Oh, with my father and you dating for many years, you can get married, can I not come?" Feng Wang Gongzhu smiled, and naturally sat in the VIP seat.

The rest are accompanied.

It was at this time.

The sound of firecrackers came from the foot of the mountain, but it was sent to the team of relatives.

Yu Qingyang smiled slightly and bowed his hand to the guests: "Don't be restless, I will go to meet my relatives."

He led a group of well-chosen men and women, and arrived at the foot of the mountain gracefully.

"The groom is here, and the bride is out of the sedan chair." the maidservant shouted with a smile.

The sedan is put down.

A woman with a graceful figure came out of it.

A red hijab was already on his head, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Xue'er!" Yu Qingyang stared at her beautiful figure, eager and eager for a while.

Finally wait until this day.

Jiang Xuexin, it's hers!

I wonder what Xia Qingchen feels at this moment?

One tonight, five tomorrow.