The red light gave Ye Lingyue a bad hunch.

The red moon ... that red light, like the moonlight reflected by the red moon.

After knowing the existence of Queen Red Moon and Murong Lao Fangxian and others, Ye Lingyue was very shy about these red lights.

She always felt that the sudden mist was related to the mother's half-awakening, and perhaps to Murong Lao Fangxian.

If it is true, the power of the dark forces has exceeded her expectations.

Even the Kunlun old site, they can infiltrate silently.

Although it was only Ye Lingyue's guess, the uneasiness in her heart grew worse.

And when the mist appeared, Diyang Shijia was treating a man of Buddhism and so on.

The opening of Kunlun's old site, including Buddhism and Daomen, as well as the joining of the thirteenth congress of Shangtianyu and some extraterrestrials, makes the opening of Kunlun's old site particularly important.

Emperor Yang Shijia is an extremely good man, and he will naturally not miss this opportunity to make contact with major forces.

Of course, this feast has nothing to do with Ye Lingyue.

She is nothing more than a senior mentor living in the palace.

On this occasion, Concubine Yang is not eligible to attend.

The feast continues.

What dissatisfied Diyang Shijia was that the leader of the Buddhism this time, the man named Zitang, did not appear.

Earlier, Emperor Qingfeng mentioned this man, saying that he has an arrogant personality, but his strength is not bad. His Tian Nianxiu is also very tricky to make Emperor Qingfeng who is a Tiannian teacher.

Emperor Yang Shijia listened and wanted to see what this person came from.

But I didn't expect that the other party would be better and would not come directly.

Emperor Yang Shijiala came down and asked the people of Buddhism, the situation of Zitang, but the answer was that Zitang was meditating.

"Regent, Zitang is quiet. Except for hurrying on weekdays, he only meditates, and once he meditates, it is all day, and no one outside the world will interfere with him. Please also forgive him."

A female teacher of Buddhism is full of apologies.

Although Zitang was the leader appointed by Shuiyue Buddha himself this time, in fact, it was all led by this female teacher.

Although she is also somewhat dissatisfied, Zitang's strength is obvious to all, and she is not easy to attack.

"Master Zitang is really special."

Emperor Yang Shijiagan laughed twice, and his impression of the so-called Zitang became worse and worse.

But just when everyone is talking.

"Regent, no good, there is a change in the holy place."

A bodyguard of the royal palace ran in quickly.

"What happened to the Holy Land?"

Di Yang Shijia asked, and then asked.

The Holy Land is the old site of Kunlun.

The old site will be opened in two days. If something unexpected happens in this section, Emperor Yang Shijia is not good at explaining to the major forces.

"There is a weird mist covering the Holy Land. The mist is very dense, and now the Holy Land does not know how it is. If the mist does not spread, I am afraid that after a few days, it will be difficult to open the Holy Land."

The guard said anxiously.

The fog makes the whole city of Lingxiao deeply trapped in the fog.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yang Shijia frowned, and the masters of the major forces were also very anxious.

"Regent, what should you do, you must think about it."

The teachers are anxious.

They are all looking forward to entering the Kunlun site, improving their cultivation, and getting a breakthrough.

"Don't be restless, this king will go to the Holy Land to see."

Diyang Shijia also realized the urgency of the matter. He immediately took several Tiannian Masters including Diyang Qingfeng towards the Kunlun site.

"Cousin, no, the fog is too heavy, and the road ahead is completely unclear. We used our thoughts to explore the road, and we did not have no clue. The entrance to the Holy Land could not be found."

But as soon as he left the palace, the people lost their way.

This mist is very weird, and even the power of thought can be swallowed.

Diyang Shijia's face became more and more ugly.

"You stay in place first to see if you can use your thoughts to disperse the mist?"

Emperor Yang Shijia ordered.

But when he finished speaking, he found no one beside him.

There was silence all around, as if everyone else had disappeared.

Emperor Yang was shocked.

"What about people? Qingfeng?"

He asked, but where is Murong Qingfeng's shadow.

"Strange, where did everyone go?"

Diyang Shijia was anxious.

"Sega, who are you looking for? Are you looking for a father?"

But at this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation of breath next to him.

Emperor Yang Shijia was happy and thought it was Emperor Qingfeng and others who came back.

But when he heard the devil-like voice, he was agitated.

"Diyangxin?"

That voice was almost unforgettable for Emperor Yang Shijia.

Isn't he dead, how could he suddenly appear!

"Why, after your kid became the regent, he was so bold that he dared to call me my name. When you met me before, weren't they all people who called your father?"

At this time, a vague figure of a man appeared vaguely.

The beautiful silhouette, the tall figure, and the pair of phoenix eyes with evil spirits.

Di Yangxin appeared in this way.

The fog is very heavy, but for Diyang Xin, it does not seem to pose a great threat.

He came over, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Although the people in front of him and Di Yangxin are somewhat different in appearance, they are more exquisite and beautiful than Diyang Xin, but the breath of the other person made Di Yang Shajia recognize it the first time.

That's Di Yangxin!

The Emperor Yang Xin, who is like a devil, has captured the flesh of countless sons.

Emperor Yang Shijia couldn't help but tremble.

"Shijia, you are shaking, why, are you afraid of being a father?"

Di Yangxin smiled, eyes fixed on Di Yang Shijia.

Emperor Yang Shijia has the illusion of being caught by a fierce beast. Although he has become Ling Xiaotian's regent, he is still scared when facing Emperor Yang.

This is an instinctive fear. From small to large, Diyang Shijia is very afraid of Diyangxin.

The seemingly handsome and easy-going father always looked at him with a gaze.

Diyang Shijia can only desperately become excellent, because he knows that once he is useless, he is directly taken away by Diyang Xin.

Fortunately, Di Yangxin later fell.

After hearing the news of the fall of Diyang Xin, Diyang Shijia did not feel sad. On the contrary, she felt very relaxed.

He finally got rid of this man like a nightmare.

"Master Father, you ... how did you come back ... I mean, how did you ... are you here? Is this also you ..."

Emperor Yang Shijia forced a smile.

"Mist? This annoying thing is naturally not caused by me. I just arrived in Lingxiao City and just encountered this fog. Why, listening to your tone, I don't seem to want to see me?"

Di Yangxin said coldly.