That red light gave Ye Lingyue a bad feeling.
The red moon... The red light is very much like the moonlight reflected by the red moon.
Ever since she knew about the existence of the Red Moon Empress, Murong Lao Fangxian and others, Ye Lingyue shunned these red lights very much.
She always felt that this sudden mist had something to do with Mother Earth's semi-awakening, and maybe it had something to do with Murong old fairy Fang.
If it is true, the power of the dark forces has already exceeded her expectations.
Even the old site of Kunlun, they can infiltrate silently.
Although it was only Ye Lingyue's guess, the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.
When the mist appeared, Diyang Shijia was entertaining a group of people from the Buddhist sect.
The opening of the former Kunlun site is imminent, and the addition of Buddhist sects and Taoist sects, as well as the thirteen heavenly domains of the upper heaven domain, and some other worlds, makes the opening of the former Kunlun site particularly important.
Diyang Shijia is a person who is extremely good at business, so he will naturally not miss this opportunity to make friends with various major forces.
Of course, this feast has nothing to do with Ye Lingyue.
Right now, she is nothing more than a senior psychic living in the palace.
Concubine Yang is not qualified to attend such an occasion.
The feast goes on.
To Diyang Shijia's dissatisfaction, the leader of the Buddhist sect this time, the man named Zitang, did not appear.
Diyang Qingfeng mentioned this man earlier, saying that he was arrogant, but his strength was not bad, and his Tiannian cultivation level made Diyang Qingfeng, who was a Tiannian master, also very difficult.
After listening to Diyang Shijia, he also wanted to see what the origin of this person was.
But I didn't expect that the other party was fine and didn't come right away.
Diyang Shijia lowered his face and went to ask the people of the Buddhist sect about Zitang's situation, but the answer he got was that Zitang was meditating.
"Prince Regent, Zitang is happy. Except for traveling, he only meditates, and when he meditates, he spends a whole day, and no one or anything from the outside world will disturb him. Please forgive me, Prince Regent."
A female nun teacher of the Buddhist sect was apologetic.
Although Zitang is the leader personally appointed by Shuiyue Buddha this time, in fact, this female psychic is in charge of leading all of them.
Although she was also a little dissatisfied, Zitang's strength was obvious to all, and she was not easy to get angry.
"Master Zitang is really special."
Diyang Shijia laughed twice, and his impression of the Zitang became worse and worse.
But when everyone was talking.
"Regent, it's not good, there is a change in the Holy Land."
A guard of the royal palace ran in quickly.
"What happened to the Holy Land?"
Upon hearing this, Diyang Shijia questioned him.
The Holy Land is the former site of Kunlun.
The old site will be opened in two days. If there is any accident at this juncture, Diyang Shijia will not be able to explain it to the major forces.
"There is a weird fog covering the Holy Land. The fog is very dense. I don't know what's going on in the Holy Land. If the fog doesn't clear, it may be difficult to open the Holy Land in a few days."
The guard said anxiously.
The fog caused the entire Lingxiao City to be engulfed in fog, making it impossible to see your fingers.
Diyang Shijia frowned when he heard this, and the psychic masters of all major forces were also very anxious.
"Prince Regent, what should we do? You must think of a way."
The teachers were very anxious.
They are all looking forward to entering the old site of Kunlun, improving their cultivation, and making a breakthrough.
"Don't be impatient, everyone, I'm going to visit the Holy Land right now."
Diyang Shijia also realized the urgency of the matter, and he immediately took several Tiannian masters including Diyang Qingfeng towards the former Kunlun site.
"Cousin, it can't be done. The fog is too thick, and the road ahead can't be seen clearly at all. We used our thoughts to explore the way, but we didn't have any clues. We couldn't find the entrance to the Holy Land."
But as soon as they left the palace, everyone lost their way.
This mist is so weird that it can swallow even thoughts.
Diyang Shijia's face became more and more ugly.
"You stay where you are first, and see if you can use your mind to dispel the fog?"
Diyang Sakyamuni ordered.
But when he finished speaking, he found that there was no one answering.
There was silence around, as if everyone else had disappeared.
Diyang Shijia's heart shook.
"Where is the person? Qingfeng?"
He asked, but there is no trace of Murong Qingfeng.
"Strange, where did everyone go?"
Diyang Shijia was a little anxious.
"Shijia, who are you looking for? Are you looking for a father?"
But at this moment, there was another breath fluctuation beside him.
Diyang Shijia was overjoyed and thought it was Diyang Qingfeng and others who had returned.
But when he heard that devil-like voice, his whole body was shocked.
"Di Yang Xin?!"
That voice was almost unforgettable for Diyang Sakyamuni.
Isn't he dead? Why did he suddenly appear!
"Why, after you became the regent king, you became so bold that you dared to call me by my first name. When you saw me before, didn't you always call me father?"
At this time, in the blurred fog, a man's figure loomed.
The handsome silhouette, the tall figure, and the pair of evil phoenix eyes.
Di Yang Xin just appeared.
The fog is very thick, but to Di Yangxin, it doesn't seem to pose too much threat.
He walked over with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Although the appearance of the person in front of him was somewhat different from that of Di Yang Xin, who was more refined and handsome than Di Yang Xin, but Di Yang Shijia recognized the aura of the other person immediately.
That's Di Yang Xin!
That devil-like Di Yang Xin, the Di Yang Xin who has taken the bodies of countless heirs.
Diyang Shijia couldn't help trembling all over.
"Shijia, you are trembling, why, are you afraid of being a father?"
Diyang Xin smiled and stared at Diyang Shijia with a pair of eyes.
Diyang Shijia had the illusion of being stared at by ferocious beasts. Although he had become Ling Xiaotian's regent, he was still terrified when facing Diyang Xin.
This is an instinctive fear. Since childhood, Diyang Shijia was very afraid of Diyang Xin.
The seemingly handsome and easy-going father would always look at him with a weighing look.
Diyang Shijia can only strive to become excellent, because he knows that once he is useless, he will be directly taken away by Diyang Xin.
Fortunately, Di Yangxin later fell.
After hearing the news of Diyang Xin's fall, Diyang Shijia didn't feel sad, on the contrary, he felt very relaxed.
He finally got rid of this man who was like a nightmare.
"Father, you... how did you come back... I mean, you... why are you here? Could it be that you are also in this fog..."
Diyang Shijia forced a smile.
"Fog? Of course I didn't make this annoying thing. I just arrived in Lingxiao City, and I just encountered this thick fog. Why, judging from your tone, it seems that you don't want to see me?"
Diyang Xin said coldly.