"The auspicious time has come, the canonization ceremony of the Holy Son, enlightenment!"

A loud voice sounded, like a flood bell and a big Lu, resounding through the sky.

After that, the golden lotus fell from the sky, the colorful divine birds covered the sky, the fairy music resonated, and countless auspicious rays were filled.

Su Ping stepped into the air, countless eyes fell on him, and slowly moved with his figure.

Some people who had seen Su Ping were even more shocked.

Because, they found that Su Ping seemed to have become more extraordinary!

The temperament is more transcendent, the face is more peerless, and every move brings the charm of the anime sky, which impresses the world.

And Zhong Lingyuxiu, like Jiang Miaomiao, who is like a beautiful elf in heaven and earth, her pupils shrank suddenly, and a wisp of unpleasantness appeared on her face.

She looked at Su Ping's figure in Mingyue City.

At that time, she only felt extremely beautiful, extremely handsome, and extremely otherworldly, which made her very excited.

didn't expect that he would be so handsome.

made her, the goddess of the Jiang family, who had the best appearance in 3,000 Daozhou, feel inferior and didn't dare to look at her for a long time!

"From this point of view, it seems that it is a little difficult to win Su Ping. ”

Jiang Miaomiao became a little unconfident for the first time, and she was very confident in the marriage of the whole family.

"We pay homage to the Son!"

As Su Ping walked to the Fuyao Ancestral Altar, Fuyao 100,000 disciples, leaned over, and shouted loudly.

Su Ping only waved his hand.

There is no return gift.

His status is extremely high, as a disciple of Jiang Taixu, in the Fuyao Sect, his rank is one of the best.

Seeing this scene, countless visitors were all shocked and a little shocked.

The cohesion of the Fuyao Sect is so high!

In this way, after all, he still underestimated the Fuyao Sect.

With such an amazing weather, Fuyao Sect has obviously become the climate.

If you start a war, with such cohesion, you will not be defeated in a hundred battles!

This is to tell them that the Fuyao Sect not only has Jiang Taixu and Su Ping, but also 100,000 disciples who can fight bloody battles and are willing to advance and retreat with the sect!

After that, it is the fixed process of the holy scriptures.

Compared to its holy place, there is not much difference.

Except for the opening ceremony at the beginning, and the roar of 100,000 disciples, which amazed them, the others were still boring.

But even so, everyone stared at Su Ping intently.

As if they were beautiful and delicious, they only looked at Su Ping, and they felt that their cultivation realm was slowly growing.

It's just a bit of a wasted heart.

Because, if you are not careful, you will fall.

"Today, the top and bottom of the Fuyao Sect jointly raise Su Ping, who is the Holy Son of Fuyao, and his status is unparalleled!"

An ancestor who presided over the ceremony, after a series of processes, announced.

"Long live the Holy Son!

"Long live the Holy Son!

"Long live the Holy Son!

One hundred thousand disciples instinctively shouted.

The sound was like a tide, shattering the clouds in the sky, deafening, and spreading throughout half of Qingshenzhou.

He was extremely excited, sincerely happy for his holy son, and even more proud.

It is not a holy place, but it opens the holy scriptures and establishes the Holy Son, and many invincible forces not only did not stop it, but silently watched the ceremony on the sidelines.

Such a feat has never been achieved in the eons!

In the center of the ancestral altar, Su Ping listened to the shouts of 100,000 disciples, and a chuckle rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Since I have made this Fuyao Son, then from now on, you will be my people. ”

"No one in heaven and earth can insult you except me!"

"In the future, if I am the emperor, I will be brilliant in my life!"

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. ”

"May you and others encourage me. ”

"In this life, when you soar, everyone is like a dragon!"

As Su Ping spoke.

The sky avenue appeared, and the sky was full of visions.

Chaos is born, yin and yang are opened, and the light of the five elements is pervasive.

There is also a virtual shadow of Kunpeng that covers the sky, as if it is about to squeeze through the world.

Turn Kun into Peng, spread your wings and fight the sky, soaring!

At the same time, the three thousand states were in a boil.

Because, the scene of the grand ceremony held by the Fuyao Sect was projected on the clouds.

Three thousand Dao Prefectures, no matter where or who, as long as you look up, you can see the center of the ancestral altar of the Fuyao Sect, Su Ping is reciting the declaration of being canonized as the Holy Son.

Billions of living beings, finally seeing Su Ping's true face, countless ripples occurred in their hearts, and some people who were not strong in the Dao almost fell on the spot.

Like the incarnation of the Great Dao, they have no way to resist.

There was a vast voice that permeated the hearts of every monk.

Su Ping's words spread powerfully in every corner of the three thousand Dao Prefectures.

The whole of the Fuyao Sect, old and young, saw this scene, and their expressions were excited, almost crazy!

"Avenue Recognition!"

"It's the Great Dao Recognition again!"

"Is this agreeing with what Su Ping said about the Fuyao Sect in this life, and everyone in the sect is like a dragon?"

All the monks in the three thousand Daozhou were shocked, and many of them showed a strong sense of envy and jealousy.

Many of the strongest people who were sleeping were awakened and looked in the direction of the Fuyao Sect, thoughtful.

In the forbidden area of life, there was also a burst of restlessness.

In this way, they finally faced up to Fuyao Sect and Su Pinglai.

Before, it was just fun at best.

As for the young monks of the many invincible forces who were watching the ceremony at the scene, the expressions on their faces were even more iron-blue.

They were on the scene, and the impact was even greater.

Su Ping is too showy, and it has reached the point where they are jealous.

The forces behind them, although they hope to get the position of the Great Emperor, will not fight for the position of a Great Emperor.

It belongs to the fight that can be fought, can not fight, the big deal is not to fight, accompany the first life, just seek a stable word.

Continuity and inheritance are the first needs of those invincible forces.

Therefore, there are many invincible forces that are willing to make friends with the Fuyao Sect and are eager for one more ally.

But these days of pride, they can't be like this, if they don't become emperors, what's the point of this life?!

Especially in this world of great controversy, the golden age.

"Tsk, it seems that my pressure is a lot greater. ”

Jiang Miaomiao was on the viewing platform, feeling the visions of heaven and earth all over the sky, and looking at the reflection of Su Ping manifested above the clouds, shaking her head slightly, and her mood was slightly dull.

"However, it's okay like this, such a man is worthy of being the husband of this girl. ”

Immediately, Jiang Miaomiao's beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Oh, are people like dragons? That doesn't seem to be that good. ”

A voice came suddenly.

Everyone was instinctively frightened, and the entire Fuyao Sect fell into silence for a short time.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound in unison.

A round of golden wheels hangs high, like a round of the sun, emitting the glow of the gods that cover the sky, and the heavens and the earth are dim.

Within the golden wheel, a young man wearing golden armor has a peerless posture, like the reincarnation of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

The breath is majestic and magnificent, and the momentum is magnificent.

The invincible spirit crisscrosses the eight wildernesses and looks down on the world.

"Since the festival has ended, then come over and die quickly, and don't be an eyesore here. ”

The young man in the golden armor spoke again.

Although he was arrogant, he did not stand up and provoke when the ceremony was held, and specially selected the end of the ceremony.

Not to disturb the holding of the grand ceremony of the Fuyao Sect is the idea of many forces.

Because, disrupting the grand ceremony of the Fuyao Sect halfway is already equivalent to openly insulting the entire Fuyao Sect.

Even if he was killed by the ancestor of the Fuyao Sect, there was nothing to say.

"Yes, hurry up and suffer death, I, Ye Xingchen, have long been unhappy with you!"

Another voice came, it was Ye Xingchen, the god son of the Desolate Ancient Ye family.

He stepped on auspicious clouds, held a jade ruyi in his hand, and the whole person exuded a vast aura like stars.

Looking at Su Ping's eyes, the killing intent was not concealed in the slightest.