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Jiang Yisi's body stiffened, and he raised his head:

"Can't wait?"

Jiang Ziyue lifted her forehead, with a hint of tiredness in her eyes, gradually firm.

She fixed her gaze on Jiang Yisi's face, as if she wanted to memorize it firmly.

Whispered:

"Three days later, it was the divine son of the Heavenly Demon Sect who married Han Qingyu. Even if it is death, it must not be allowed to be defiled and whispered by the Heavenly Demon Sect. ”

And in the past two decades, many people have been unable to hold on.

I don't know how many disciples of the Nine Desolations will die out with the day, if it goes on like this. Almost without those people encircling and hunting down, the entire Nine Desolations Group will be extinct.

"Good!"

Jiang Yisi agreed, but in a pair of beautiful eyes, there was a glint of light, thoughtful.

……

When the entire Jiangbei was still shocked by the appearance of a Ning Dan master in Cloud City, a piece of news swept through Huaguo like a hurricane.

Han Qingyu, the former queen of the Nine Desolations, married the divine son of the Heavenly Demon Sect three days later.

When many people, hearing the news, fell silent.

"Han Qingyu, the queen of the Nine Desolations, who is she?"

There are also many young people who don't know who Han Qingyu is.

Those in the know, stand up and explain:

"This woman has a lot of background, and she once held a wedding with An Jiada, one of the five giants of Yanjing, An Junjie. It is said that on that day, Yanjing made red makeup for ten miles and feasted guests. ”

"What's next?"

Everyone asked curiously.

The man spoke: "Of course, the whole door was destroyed, and the entire An family was killed. After the wedding with Jiang Jiuhuang, hundreds of countries came to congratulate, and it is said that the Western world has sent ambassadors to congratulate him. ”

The crowd was alarmed.

I think it's unbelievable that even the Western world has sent ambassadors to congratulate them. In this world, how can someone, a wedding, alarm the world?

"Cut, bragging. ”

The man sneered disdainfully:

"Go back and ask your elders or parents yourself, that's the myth of the world!"

With Han Qingyu's identity, he was picked up among the younger generation in China, and everyone was dumbfounded and shocked.

In charge of the Nine Wilderness, he is in charge of a hundred countries, and he is the lover of Jiang Jiuhuang.

These identities, as they are, can be made to be an ordinary person and instantly famous. And all kinds of dazzling halos are gathered on a woman.

But there are still people who disdain:

"First there was An Junjie, then to Jiangjiuhuang, and today is the Divine Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Such a woman, no matter how noble her previous status was, was just a slave with three surnames. ”

"Yes, they are all touting Jiang Jiuhuang, I think it's just that the world is exaggerating and deifying him. The real him may not be much stronger, even his own woman has been snatched away by others, how can he be worthy of being a myth in the world?"

"I think it's a joke of the day, haha. ”

Most of the ridicule is the younger generation.

As for the older generation who came from that era, they didn't say a word, and vaguely knew that the Heavenly Demon Sect just wanted to take advantage of the wedding day to wipe out the disciples of the Nine Desolations.

"It's a pity that the high-rise building in the past, and now the building collapses, it is a junior, and you can talk about it at will. The years make people, the years make people!"

Many old monsters secretly regret it.

……

"What a Heavenly Demon Sect! What a three-surnamed family slave!"

The tongue of the river fish blooms with spring thunder, like the roar of heaven, shaking away hundreds of miles of clouds and smoke, so that a round of bright moon behind it is revealed.

Above the clouds.

The river fish has its back to heaven and earth, and stands with its hands in its hands.

There was only a trace of breath overflowing, and the Zhenhai Ancestor cultivated to seal the town, and the whole person was almost killed by Shengsheng Town, even with the divine soul, they were trembling.

Facing the river fish is like facing the vast blue sky.

'Click!'

In Zhenhai Ancestor's body, I don't know how many bones were crushed and broken by a trace of breath, and countless spider web cracks appeared in the powerful body.

He was covered in cold sweat, and finally knelt down in the air, shaking like a sieve.

At the beginning, even if he faced the immortal who was thousands of feet tall, spouted heavenly words, and crushed the Juntian Divine Domain with one finger, he didn't have such a terrifying feeling.

"According to the news that the old slave inquired, maybe on the day of the Heavenly Demon Sect's wedding, all the disciples of the Nine Desolations will gather. As for which ones, the old slave did not know. ”

Zhenhai Ancestor told the news he had found out one by one.

"Also, there are several pieces of news that the old slave has confirmed. Lord Jiang should be prepared, don't get back your blood. ”

Every word he uttered, he used all his strength.

The dignified Ning Dan is strong, in front of the river fish, as small as dust.

River fish squint:

Say. ”

Zhenhai Old Ancestor was in cultivation, barely resisting the mighty coercion, and whispered:

"Your parents, Gu Feifei, Xia Ning, Chen Shanhe, and Lin Wangtian are all dead, and they have been exhausted by Gu Changsheng and Xiao Fengming for half of their lives, holding their souls, like living dead. ”

Jiang Yu shook his hand, and several life cards appeared, and finally knew why the life cards were not broken.

It turned out that someone made a move to protect their souls, so the life card that Jiang Yu carried with him was not broken.

"I see!"

Jiang Yu's eyes were throbbing, and his supernatural powers came out, and vaguely, it could be seen that behind him, a huge black hole appeared, spanning the sky, like a reincarnation world.

"Okay! Okay! Since the world has forgotten my means, Jiang will let you wait and see, what is the old devil?"

Jiang Yu laughed angrily.

When the Zhenhai Ancestor was about to be unable to bear it, this terrifying aura suddenly retracted and returned to the body of the river fish.

"Instead of me going all over the world looking for them, let them come to me on their own initiative. ”

Jiangyu sealed the heart of the town, no joy or sorrow, and made a decision.

"Master Jiang, where am I going next?"

Zhenhai Ancestor was cautious, like a tiger, that is, he felt that the river fish were killed, and even he was going to be cut down.

Jiang Yu raised his eyes, collected all his emotions, and said word by word:

"Heavenly Demon Mountain!"

……

Heavenly Demon Mountain, originally the Changbai Dragon Pool, was occupied by the demon clan.

Fifteen years ago, the extraterritorial Dao system descended on the earth, scattered hundreds of countries, and the entire Changbai Dragon Pool, several great demons, were all killed by an unknown monk.

Since then, the Changbai Dragon Pond, the immortals have rowed the mountain and entrenched, and the demonic energy is monstrous. Many people were detained, built on a large scale, and renamed Tianmo Mountain.

Three days.

Many warriors, warlocks, and cultivators gathered in Changbai City at the foot of the mountain. Many media anchors and TV reporters gathered.

Even overseas reporters have come, planning to face the world and broadcast this wedding of the century live.

Many famous families and religious factions in China also came to hear the news and congratulated them with gifts. The entire Changbai City is full of cultivators, and the voices of people are full of people, and it is unprecedentedly lively.

Many hotels and inns are full, and in the end, it is almost difficult to find one.

Many young generations, with the mentality of seeing the queen of the Nine Desolations, followed the elders of the family to come one after another.

Those who enter the mountain are named Qingfeng Town.

Adjacent to the Russian border, backed by the Daxing Forest, the perennial snow is like a pile, and the usual temperature is a few degrees below zero.

But for cultivators, this cold temperature is nothing at all. Some female cultivators who love beauty are even more in this climatic environment, wearing short skirts and tulle, which sets off their graceful figures.

Jiangyu walked to the street, looking at the surrounding cultural customs, many young boys and girls, turning their heads and ears, came with bursts of warbler voices and swallows.

Everywhere you look, you are cultivators.

"Huh, it's you?"

There was a panic behind him.

Jiang Yu turned around to look, only to see Huang Dongyan, Zheng Ruiqi, Guo Xiaomei and others, looking at Jiang Yu curiously.

"You still dare to come to Heavenly Demon Mountain?"

Huang Dongyan looked like a dead man, looking at Jiang Yu and Zhenhai Ancestor.

Zheng Ruiqi hesitated for a moment and said softly:

"You guys go quickly, you must know that on such an occasion, a Ning Dan powerhouse is nothing at all. ”