Liyuan Baixian!
The visitors turned out to be hundreds of immortals from the Liyuan, and without exception, they were all dressed in mourning clothes. ,. .
What he is here for... No one knows, but it is definitely not here to congratulate him.
No one expected that in 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.
From a distance, these pear garden immortals are still far away.
It was at least a hundred miles away, but the voice arrived first, attracting everyone before the people arrived.
Linglong on the Hongqiao felt a pause in her heart. The restlessness she had been feeling for the past few days had reached its peak at this moment.
He stopped, rolled up the hijab on his face, and looked at the past with his beautiful eyes.
"Looking for death, 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.
The only thing to guard against is that someone is causing trouble, and a kill order has been issued beforehand. No matter who dares to make trouble during the wedding, they will be killed without mercy!
Liyuan Baixian, who 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 group of girls can't mess up the eldest prince's wedding."
An old man came out from beside the eldest prince and shouted loudly.
His body was filled with the terrifying pressure of the emperor, and he turned out to be a terrifying master with the six-meridian emperor cultivation.
His voice was like thunder, full of the sound of the great road, and he deliberately wanted to use his own cultivation to disperse the laughter of swords played by the hundreds of immortals in the Liyuan.
Boom!
But who knew that it was a voice that contained imperial power and soul power. Like mud falling into the sea, it disappears instantly without any hindrance.
"This is Kong Feiyun, Mr. Kong from the Ancestral Temple of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. With Mr. Kong in the Liyuan, Baixian shouldn't be able to cause any big trouble."
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.
He can bring his imperial power to its fullest, making him an invincible emperor.
Even if the emperor is at the top of his game, he can't get any advantage from fighting with him in the imperial city.
hiss!
The eldest prince's expression was calm, and there was no trace of panic on his face.
Sitting down, the sacred horse of the state, Fire Qilin, neighed for some reason, as if it had encountered a strong enemy. Wang Fei on his back was slightly frightened and quickly comforted him, but the moment he lowered his head, he saw a few wisps of snow falling.
Taking it in his hand, an icy chill hit him, making him frown slightly, "Is it snowing?"
"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 hundreds of 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 looked suspicious.
Not caring much, he took off his hood, pushed aside the crowd in front of the window, and looked up to the sky.
Above the nine heavens, over the distant streets, there was a dazzling light, illuminating 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, the light shines brightly 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, in disbelief.
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."
Wang Yan looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "I know this, but... how come this Golden Crow came to Yancheng, my imperial capital, and appeared at my eldest brother's wedding, along with the ice coffin."
"Oh my god, what did I see?"
"The mythical beast Golden Crow! This is the mythical beast of the Golden Crow Empire. It turns out it really exists. I always thought it was a legend."
"But what happened to the ice coffin hanging below it?"
In an instant, the imperial city was covered with snow, and everyone in Yancheng, the imperial capital, paid attention to this gift. They all showed expressions of doubt and puzzlement, and they could not understand their confusion, and there were sudden waves and endless weirdness.
The festive atmosphere of the wedding was gone.
"Ice coffin!"
On the Hongqiao, Master Linglong's face instantly turned pale, and his body was a little shaky.
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, screams came one after another, but they were the guards of the Liyuan Hundred Immortals who went to kill them. Before he even got close, his internal organs were shattered by the sound waves, and he bled to death from his seven orifices. It was too horrible to watch.
"Your Highness, something is not right. The hundred immortals in the Liyuan are holding forbidden soul treasures. Thousands of brothers from Shence Camp have been killed and injured, and the three emperor leaders have been seriously injured."
In front of Huo Qilin, there was a general, with sweat overflowing from his forehead, he knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.
There was no need to inform him. With the eldest prince's cultivation, he could clearly see the scene ahead. The hundreds of immortals in the Liyuan are like breaking bamboos, and the music of the ensemble is like thousands of rivers flowing together, converging together, and it is unstoppable.
"Your Highness, do you want me to take action?"
Kong Feiyun, an old man in black behind him, said in a deep voice.
The eldest prince's face was extremely gloomy, especially when he saw the ice coffin on the sky, he was even more furious.
He no longer had the calmness and calmness he had before, but before he had time to reply, he saw the torrent rolling in, but the hundreds of immortals from the Liyuan were already arriving in front of Qianjin Tower.
Before anyone arrived, the sound wave arrived first, and suddenly the fairy sound was faint and vast.
Hundreds of immortals in the Liyuan, holding forbidden treasure musical instruments, wearing mourning clothes, expressionless, focused on playing the musical instruments in their hands.
boom!
In an instant, people and horses fell to the ground, and the huge wedding procession was in chaos.
Facing hundreds of forbidden treasures playing at the same time, everyone felt a mountain of pressure and retreated.
Bang!
The nearby pavilions seemed to have been crushed by the torrent and collapsed one after another. The onlookers among them were running around in a hurry, never expecting that the hundreds of immortals in the Liyuan Garden playing together would unleash such terrifying power.
At the critical moment when the torrent was about to crush Qianjin Tower, a soft shout resounded through the sky.
"The Green Lotus Sword Dance is unparalleled in the world!"
In the Qianjin Tower, there is a Taoist figure, surrounded by color, flying into the sky. It was the owner of Qianjin Tower. She was holding a sword in one hand and an authentic fairy basket in the other.
Just a word of "yin", and suddenly there was a rolling torrent derived from the laughter of swords, and thousands of strange phenomena.
When she was about to engulf the Fairy Tower, it was destroyed by her sword. It was as if a fairy had come to this world and bestowed upon her supreme power.
This sword dispersed thousands of strange phenomena and shocked all directions.
"The clear water and orange light fill the blue sky, and the moon is hanging at the bottom of the exquisite tower!"
The women in white clothes holding swords from all directions sang in harmony, with the veiled woman as the center dancing with swords.
Whoosh whoosh!
The sword light overflowed, sweeping in all directions, and the scattered visions were subsequently chopped into pieces by the thousands of sword lights.
Phew!
The mighty and unrivaled Liyuan Immortals were blocked for the first time. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Su Ye's mouth while playing the piano, and his face turned pale.
The other musicians all suffered heavy losses.
"Qinglian Sword Dancer and Liyuan Hundred Immortals actually faced each other..."
"What happened? Are the Hundred Immortals in Liyuan going to rebel?"
In Yancheng, the imperial capital, all warriors were alerted. The two sides fought for just a moment, causing huge destructive power.
Except for the Qianjin Tower which was still standing, all other buildings within a radius of ten thousand miles collapsed and turned into ruins.
All the Qinglian Sword Immortals, led by the veiled women, danced in the air.
The swaying sword light overlaps one another, densely packed, and flowing phantoms, which makes people marvel. Above the sea of clouds, under the bright moon, the dreamy dancing posture is unparalleled in the world, shocking the world in the wind and snow.
And the music played by hundreds of immortals in the pear garden is unparalleled in ancient times and today. The sound was deafening, and the music was under tremendous pressure, and the tune continued without a single pause.
The two sides fought and soon reached a frightening point.
"It's scary. The fight between the peak emperors is nothing more than this..."
"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 seems... there are many people who don't want the eldest prince's gift to go smoothly."
While people from all directions were watching and talking, the veiled woman snorted coldly.
The authentic 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 Horcrux, which had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, unleashed its astonishing pressure.
"The peonies are falling in the dust, and the falling flowers are in full bloom!"
The veiled woman shouted loudly, and a woman in white was swaying around her. 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 overflowed, covering the sea of flowers in Yancheng, and countless petals fell. Like a storm, densely packed, falling towards the immortals in the pear garden.
If they all really fall down, with the power of the genuine fairy basket, all the immortals in the troupe, without exception, will suffer heavy losses or even die on the spot.
Such a scene was so horrifying that it immediately caused exclamations from the blockbuster.
Hundreds of immortals in the pear garden, Su Ye among the stars in the moon, remain calm in times 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 flower petals filled the sky and were about to swallow up all the immortals in the pear garden, the music 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.
Flower petals are falling all over the sky, and every petal is a death sickle 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, waiting... Waiting 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, a sword light appeared between heaven and earth, 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.
"The white jade capital in the sky, with five cities on the 12th floor. Immortals caress my head, and I will be blessed with eternal life!"
The person came with a calm expression on his lips, 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 grace in the world seemed to fall on this sword light.
It made all the swordsmen in the surrounding area turn their attention to him.
Wow!
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 sound of the sword's "yin" pierced the sky, causing the world to fall into black and white.
When everyone was caught off guard, the two figures crossed each other, and the swords made a clanging sound!
The crisp clanging sound, accompanied by the wildly changing music of Hundreds of Immortals in the Liyuan, shook all the petals that came towards them away, and soared straight into the sky unabated!
When swords and swords are fighting, the fight is not about victory or defeat, honor or disgrace, but the fate of this mortal world, the passion and blood!
Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun looked at each other and smiled at the moment they met each other.
The next moment, his toes pointed in the air at the same time, and he slashed towards the top of the thousand-gold building with one sword and one sword without looking back.
I am afraid of being free, my heart is strong and I want to fly, and I want to go up to the sky and kill the immortals! tags：