Jian Ao took the invitation from Dark Emperor!
Opening it gently, Jian Ao's eyes swept lightly. WWw. QuAnBen-XIaoShuo. COm
"Om!"
Jian Ao's pupils shrank abruptly, and then opened, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
"Bah Bah Bah...,...!"
On the quiet lake surface, a large amount of sword energy swam suddenly in the water, piercing straight in all directions.
"Ha, it really is Zhong Shan! With boldness!" Jian Ao said in a cheerful tone.
"Jian Ao God, the invitation of the Holy King is written in the invitation, I don't know... !" The Dark Emperor looked at Jian Ao in a deep voice.
"Such a grand occasion, how can I be missing? I am indeed the one I want to fight!" Jian Ao Yihe invited Li Guangdao in the eyes of the invitation.
"At that time, please also invite the Lord Jianao to come as promised!" said the dark emperor.
"No, let me explain, I'll go to Beizhou with you right away!" Jian Ao said with an excited sword intent in his eyes.
"It couldn't be better!" Dark Emperor nodded.
In the sun, above the stars, there is a star.
Outside the stars, a black robe man quietly looked at this strange star.
This is a life planet, very huge, even with six luminous little suns rotating around it, and above this star, there is also a strange and holy white light.
The black robe man took a deep breath and flew towards the star.
"Huh!" Above the stars, a crowd suddenly flew up.
The first one, dressed in white, with blond hair and blue eyes, has six pairs of huge white wings behind him, holding a brilliant sword in his hand. The whole body was shrouded in holy white light.
Behind him were dozens of people, all of them with huge wings on their backs. There were four pairs and two pairs, all of whom thought the first six pairs of wings were headed. "Where can those who come in, dare to break into my creation temple?" The six-winged man pointed at the black humanity with the big sword in his hand.
"Report to your palace lord, just say Dawei Holy Court, please see the mud bodhisattva!" The man in black is the mud bodhisattva. "Dawei Saint Court?" The six-winged man's expression changed.
Others also showed surprise.
"The distinguished guest is here, I'm being rude!" The Six Winged man said immediately.
"Guest?" The mud bodhisattva smiled.
"Anyone from Dawei is a distinguished guest. Please come inside, and I will report to the palace lord!" The Six Winged man said very politely.
"Yeah!" The mud bodhisattva nodded.
Step, follow everyone to fly into this holy planet.
Some people reported to Xuanyuan, and the six-winged men were very sincere in leading the way for the mud bodhisattva.
Soon I came to a valley full of birds and flowers.
In the valley, countless men and women with wings backed support one man and one woman.
The man has a white robe, silver hair and silver pupils, and a white whisk in his hand. He is the palace lord of the Creation Temple, Xuan Yuan, who Zhong Shan Xiaogan's world knows.
The female is not surprising, but when facing Xuan Yuan, she is extremely gentle.
"Nud Bodhisattva, it's been a long time!" Xuan Yuan said.
"Xuanyuan, long time no see!"
"Who is this?"
"My wife who is resurrected!" Xuan Yuan smiled.
"Oh, congratulations!" The mud bodhisattva said immediately.
"You take them out first, we have something to say!"
Xuan Yuan turned his head and said to his wife.
"Yeah!" The woman nodded gently.
"Follow me to the Sacred Lotus Pond!" the woman said.
"Yes, Madonna!" The people with wings and backs immediately replied respectfully.
Soon, everyone else was gone.
"You are alive and free! Even created a race?" Mud Bodhisattva laughed. "Compared to humans, it's far behind and not perfect enough, why have you come to me?" Xuan Yuan asked in confusion.
"The Holy King sent me to send the invitation, and invite you to the birthday feast of the Holy King!" Ni Bodhisattva handed out an invitation. "Oh?" Xuan Yuan took it immediately.
Opening the invitation card, Xuan Yuan's pupils shrank, and the clothes around him were automatically placed without wind.
The mud bodhisattva stood aside and did not speak. Waiting for Xuanyuan to think.
"Hey, Zhong Shan is really playing hard!" Xuan Yuan took a breath and said in surprise.
"Yes, I wonder if your side will... !"
The mud bodhisattva looked at Xuan Yuan Dao.
"You tell Zhong Shan, I will come as scheduled, and the plan Zhong Shan mentioned, haha, I want to try too!" Xuan Yuan smiled.
"Okay, then I'll say goodbye!" The mud bodhisattva nodded.
"Yeah!" Xuan Yuan nodded.
Xuanyuan did not stay with the mud bodhisattva, because Xuanyuan understands that Daxiao is busy at this time. It stands to reason that the invitation letter does not require the mud bodhisattva to come to him, but Zhong Shan attaches great importance to himself, so he sent it to Xiaoqian who knew it back then. The mud bodhisattva, an official like the mud bodhisattva, must be extremely busy at the moment when Dawei is conquering the world, so naturally there is no time to stay outside!
Dizhou, Shitian Holy Land!
The Temple of Relief.
Emperor Xuanzang sat at the head of the hall, with several elite wolves standing on either side.
And in the middle of the hall, there was a man in Tsing Yi standing.
"Qingyun, don't you recognize me?" Di Xuan said solemnly. "Qingyun is the elder of the beast and wolf clan of Dawei Country. The Supreme Ceremony only pays respect to the emperor and immortals. Forgive me for the old Supreme!" Qingyun respectfully praised.
"Bold!"
"Bastard!"
The roar of other wolf races suddenly sounded in the hall.
Emperor Xuanzang waved his hand gently. The wolves stopped talking.
"Why are you here?" Emperor Xuanzhen asked in a deep voice.
"The Saint King sent me to send me an invitation card, inviting you to the birthday party of the Saint King's two years old!" Qingyun handed out an invitation card.
Emperor Xuancheng took the invitation in doubt.
Opening the invitation gently, Emperor Xuanzheng glanced, then his pupils shrank slightly.
"Ha, it's really a big show! Order the Heavenly Court of the Sacred Slaughter?" Di Xuanzhen unexpectedly asked.
"Yes!" "Go back and tell Zhong Shan, I will come as promised!" Di Xuanzhen smiled.
"Yes!"
Dizhou, Yingluo Dojo.
Yingzhu was in the hall. Yinghuo sat on the throne, and a man in a red robe stood respectfully in front of him.
"Master, those two scourges, they, they...!" The red robe man's face was flushed with red.
"What's the matter with them?" Yingluo said in a deep voice.
"Master, they...!"
"Say!" Yinghuo said impatiently.
"They're digging for treasure again!" The Hongpao man said with an ugly expression.
"Digging treasure? What happened to digging treasure?" Yinghuo frowned.
"They dug up your ancestral grave, Master!" The Hongpao man said with an extremely ugly expression.
"What?" Yinghuo suddenly stood up in a rage.
"Master, they know that it is your ancestral grave, and they have put back the funeral goods again!" said the man in red.
Put it back? Yinghuo squeezed her fist, her face extremely ugly. The two of them, since the day they brought them back, have not done anything that pleases them. They are so vulgar that they have the urge to hit the wall. This time they dug their ancestral graves. It’s not a scourge, no, no It's not a fight, these two people...
"Master, what should I do? These two scourges, do you want to...!" The man in red made a kill gesture.
"No, I can't move it now, I still have great use.
Zhongshan’s birthday is approaching, and the Bai family is unwilling to participate in this matter. I will use them to bring out the Bai family, Zhongshan.... "A shameful killing intent flashed in Yinghuo's eyes.
"Master, in fact, many saints under the heaven have suffered losses in Zhong Shan's hands. Lu Ya's magic weapon was broken by Zhong Shan, and Cheng Hou also suffered several losses... !"
"Don't say anything, my heart is determined!" Yinghuo said solemnly.
"Yes!"
At this moment, a man in a green robe walked in outside the hall.
"Enlighten Master, Dawei Holy Court, the envoy of Zhongshan, please see you!" said the green-robed man.
"Dawei Saint Court? Zhongshan's messenger?" The red-robed man asked in surprise.
"Let him in!" Yinghuo said with a weird face.
Soon, a man dressed in brocade walked into the hall.
"Dawei Jinyiwei, I have seen Yinghuo saint!" That Jinyiwei said respectfully.
"What does Zhong Shan want you to do?" Yinghuo said solemnly.
"The Holy King's two-thousand-year-old birthday is just around the corner. I specially invite the Yingzhuo Saint to a banquet. This is an invitation card!" Na Jin Yiwei handed out the invitation card.
"To the banquet?" Yingluo took the invitation blankly.
"Farewell!" The Jin Yiwei didn't wait for the result, turning around and leaving.
Jin Yiwei left, leaving Ying confused the two disciples, staring blankly at the invitation card in his hand.
Xizhou, Great Week Holy Court.
Ji Gongni dominated Xizhou. At this moment, he was standing in front of the Temple of Lihuo, followed by Jiang Ziya, Gong Shuzi, Guo Shifu, Wu Jiuyao and other important officials.
In front of them, there was a woman in red.
"Are Linger and Suzaku okay?" Ji Gongni asked lightly.
"Wu Hong is the only Vermilion bird in the world, and also the pride of my Phoenix family. It is also extremely happy to grow up in Daxiao. Empress Ling'er doesn't need to say it!" The woman in red said with a smile.
"Well, why did you come this time?" Ji Gongne asked in a deep voice.
"Saint King's two thousand years old birthday is coming soon, specially invited Ji Shengwang and Gongyizi Saint to the banquet, this is an invitation!" said the woman in red.
"Two thousand years old? Big birthday?" Ji Funie smiled slightly weirdly.
Not only Ji Gongni, but the people behind him also showed weird smiles, because it was too difficult to express their emotions.
Ji Gongni accepted the invitation and opened it gently. After opening it, the original smile disappeared in the next moment, and there was more coldness.
With his eyes narrowed slightly, Ji Gongni said in a deep voice: "Nine Saints under the World? Zhong Shan invited all of them?"
"Yes, the holy king said, he has already requested it. As for whether he will come, it is not known!" said the woman in red.
"Mitten? Humph, he will definitely go, you go back and tell Zhong Shan, I will come as promised!" Ji Gongni said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" The woman in red nodded.
At the same time, in the dojo of the holy man.
The holy man received Dawei's envoys.
A Jinyiwei with a very small official position, and a hundred Jinyiwei? Seeing this person's official position, his face was ugly.
"What does Zhong Shan want you to do?" He said coldly.
"The Holy King has a two-thousand-year-old birthday, and he specially invited Saint Mi Yao to a banquet. This is an invitation!" Jin Yiwei Qianhu handed out the invitation.
"Oh? Zhong Shan knows I'm going?" Mitian gave a slight jaw.
After speaking, he knew that he had missed his mouth. After receiving the invitation, he coldly glanced at the Jin Yiwei in front of him and said, "Get out!"
"Farewell!" Jin Yiwei didn't say much.
PS: Ask for a monthly pass. Those who are busy with the New Year can't afford to hurt their code words!
(To be continued)