The southern city.

The city of the Great Chic, the destination of the people.

A few days later, the people finally arrived.

This ancient city is quite prosperous, the streets can be parallel ten carriages, the head of the people, shouting and drinking, the ancient beasts rampant, the monks walk around at will.

An ancient city that has no human existence at all.

All who can be in this ancient city are repairers, and those who do not cultivate cannot enter, which is the special city of the Great Chichi.

The street repairers were endless, and their eyes were constantly on the east side of the city.

There is a large garden on the east side of the city.

The venue of Wang Teng Tianjiao's meeting, Dongfang is not a famous singer, and those with a non-strong background are not allowed to enter.

The young generation, the real king's party.

“Oh!”

The sky has a god rainbow, and people appear successively.

The chariots are empty, and the ancient beasts are raging, showing their extraordinary people.

There are even more huge ships that are born, and it is a holy ship, which shows the power of the holy land.

The garden, the flowers of the fairy flowers bloom, and the red orange yellow green is beautiful.

"It seems like we're coming at the right time."

There was laughter in the sky, and a figure came out.

He wears a black and white robe, there is an indelible arrogance between the eyebrows, the five senses are correct, surrounded by yin and yang, extraordinary, and other temperaments lead to frequent back.

"The yin and the yang godfather's son, I didn't expect him to come."

Looking at this man, many people were shocked.

Yin and Yang were in the state, and did not expect him to come.

"In the past two years, the yin and yang religion has been active in the East Wilderness, two years ago, his gated son was killed by the Taotian, this incident did not let the yin and yang religion defeat, on the contrary, more powerful, all is because of the god of the parents and sons, the people who were hidden."

“He is rumored to be hiding from the yin and yang, fearing that hostile forces will die prematurely, and therefore the introduction of the Son of Yin and Yang.”

When they looked at the son of the Lord, they were astonished.

This young strong man does not belong to the elderly, but the older generation is stronger, defeated a number of state famous places, all with a trick.

"The strongest of the future."

Some are admiring.

The holy places of the East Desert have come, and some of those Dodi Daoists have also arrived, and all the sects that have won the name are young generations, which are rare events.

"Here is the lily of the ungovers."

A beautiful girl in a blue dress came to the scene and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Except for the Taoist system of the Holy Land series, the prosthesis of one of the strongest sects naturally also attracted attention.

"Meidong, the strongest disciple of Changhezong, has also come."The screams sounded again.

The Long River.

The three emperors, it is said that it is one of the strongest Taoists in the world.

His strongest disciples came together, and immediately the whole audience looked at the past, without exception.

It was a shy-lancing man, who had no amazing way of appearing, and wore a white dress, and came in through the entrance of the garden.

In his body can not see the half-strong air, there is a feeling of a green man.

"Don't look at him like this, I heard that he is a word in the Changhe Zongzong, and no one in the whole long river generation dares to refute him, not by means, but by admiration for his strength, and this world long river will give birth to the fourth emperor must fall on this man."

Someone whispers their own news.

Mei Donglai, there is no reputation, the real reputation is only the foil of the long river, so far not shot once.

The skin of the shadow tree of the people, the strongest disciple of Changhe Zong, no one dares not pay attention to it.

At the same time.

Many of the women’s eyes were shining.

Changhe Zongmei Dong came to look good, looks kind, make people feel good, he does not have the pride of the strong, but easy to approach, naturally many women are colorful.

“Meidong, who is cultivated in the specifications of the emperor.”The son of the yin and the yang god, the yin narrows his eyes.

This man deserves his attention.

“Brother, what do you think of him?”A flower pavilion in the garden sat three people, a man and two women, and one of the purple-clad girls spoke.

These three people are not others, but the two moons of the Ji Hao, the Ji Purple Moon, and the Ji Bi moon.

Smell the words.

The eyelids of the moon were lightly raised, the look was plain, and a sip of tea was lightly.

"He was very strong, he had a battle with the shaking light, and he was not in love with him."

Listening to the words of Ji Hao Yue, Ji Ziyue's expression was surprised, "Mei Donglai and Shaking Light have fought?"

The light of their mouth is the Shaking Son of Light.

"I did not think that Mei Donglai had also had a fight with the rocking light, and the world rumored that he had not shot it abroad."He laughs and smiles, and he laughs.

Although she was surprised, her expression did not seem to be surprised, it seemed to know.

“Hmm.”The moon is groaning.

Obviously, she didn’t want to see Kiki.

"Don't do that, we're all talking about the same family."The kiwi moon groaned.

This look is used to the moon early.

Pretending.

"A family doesn't make jokes."The sound of the moon sounded.

The moon looked straight at the moon.

Of course, she knows this, don't look at her seemingly childish, but she is smart and strange, otherwise Ji Biyue will not see Ji Ziyue as an opponent.

On the other hand, Ji Biyue's smiling look slightly converged, which is considered to be the face of Ji Hao.

In any case, the status of Ji Hao Yue in the family is unshakeable.

He was destined to be a king of the world.

Ji Hao Yue is also focused on Wu, Ji Biyue likes rights and martial arts, the future really to win the power is less than the support of Ji Hao.

See, Ji Hao Yue is not saying anything.

He looked at the garden and stayed in a pavilion.

There was a man with a rich god, all around the holy hui, long hair black and flowing, he looked at peace, he could not see how much wave.

It seemed to feel the eyes of Ji Hao Yue, and the man looked at it.

He nodded slightly to the moon, modesty, and the whole person was like a spring breeze.

"Shake the Son of Light."The eyes of the moon are blinded by the war.

This man is the Wandful Son.

He did not show the mountain, but was jealous of the great sons and daughters, and the most terrible generation in the sacred place.

They both looked away and looked at the sky.

At this moment, there are many days of pride, stop the manual silence, words and words, look at the west of the sky, at this moment can be the people who are present can divide the two levels.

Those who can react like this in the first place are extraordinary people.

Rumble!

A golden chariot came out on the west side of the garden.

For a moment, everyone looked at the past.

"The Lord is coming."The moon laughs.

The chariot is ancient, with the crane, the white tiger, and the Kirin spirit beast, which is magnificent, and the light illuminates the whole sky.

There is a faint sound in the swollen, as if it were a saint reciting the scriptures...

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