Time waits for no one, and on this day when the sun shines, the Sanhua Holy Land is truly in the limelight.

Hua Youyue is happy with the red long dress, like the most gorgeous flower in the world, standing quietly on the wedding stage, quietly looking at the world around the Sanhua Holy Land.

Inside and outside the Sanhua Holy Land, countless people are paying attention, looking at the flower and the moon on the stage, as if they are the only one in the world.

Under the clear sky, today's Hua Youyue is undoubtedly the most beautiful woman at this time, and I don't know how many people are moved by the calm and indifferent smile on her face.

Even Han Yan'er and the others, when they saw Hua Youyue at this time, their faces were full of surprise, and they remembered a poem that Yang Zhen had sung at random.

When my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers kill!

At this moment, any woman in heaven and earth standing in front of Hua Youyue is a little bleak, this is the unparalleled breath brought by the Sanhua Holy Land to Hua Youyue, and it is also the most brilliant moment of Hua Youyue.

It's just that many people in the audience are secretly muttering, this is almost a good day, where did Yang Zhen go?

In the Sanhua Holy Land Temple, the Golden Eagle Emperor's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly and said, "This bastard boy, on his wedding day, he actually disappeared and hasn't been found yet?"

The Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness on the side smiled bitterly and said: "Not only did he not find it, the old man couldn't even feel his breath at all, if it weren't for the thunderclouds still condensing in the sky, the old man would have thought that he would have left the Sanhua Holy Land a long time ago." ”

It is impossible to leave, with Yang Zhen's character, even if the sky falls now, he will not leave the Sanhua Holy Land.

Hua Youyue is too important to Yang Zhen, and now everyone already knows that the brilliance on Hua Youyue has taken on the light of motherhood, that is to say, Yang Zhen is going to be a father.

At this juncture, Yang Zhen would never leave the Sanhua Holy Land without saying a word.

But where did the bastard go?

The entire Sanhua Holy Land is about to turn over, but Yang Zhen has not been able to be found.

The Aotian Emperor fell from mid-air, his face was pale, he shook his head and said: "I can't feel it, and the old man can't feel any Yang boy's breath, but it's ......"

"But what?" asked the Golden Eagle Emperor as he looked at the Aotian Emperor.

The Aotian Emperor took a deep breath and said, "The old man can feel that not far from the west, there are two emperors' breaths, which are slowly coming this way. ”

It's just two emperors, and the Golden Eagle Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to these two emperors, he was more worried about thunderclouds in mid-air.

Above the sky, endless black clouds are roaring, as if the heavens and the earth are at the end of the road, and the crazy thunderous breath is rolling in, condensing under the sky.

This feeling is very weird.

There are no clouds in the air, the sky is clear, but the sky is made up by black clouds, and the terrifying feeling that seems to be pressed down makes people dare not stand.

This was the first time that the Golden Eagle Emperor had seen such a terrifying thundercloud, boundless and endless, as if it was about to destroy the common people, even more terrifying than when that person angrily slashed three hundred and sixty heavenly tribulations.

Sure enough, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness also shook his head and said: "Don't care about the breath of the two emperors, I hope they are not bad people, otherwise, the three of us will shoot together, not to mention the two emperors, even the five emperors, and we can stop for a moment." ”

At this point, the Golden Eagle Emperor and the other three are still relatively confident, but after the Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness said this, the Emperor of the Aotian showed a wry smile on his face, and just about to speak, the Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness suddenly said: "This kind of thunder punishment, the old man has only seen it in his life, if Yang Zhen has no special method, the entire Sanhua Holy Land will be destroyed, and his wedding will not be held." ”

The Golden Eagle Emperor took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, Yang Boy must have a way, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared at this time." ”

At this time, the Aotian Emperor suddenly spoke: "What can he do?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the faces of the Golden Eagle Emperor and the Eastern Wilderness Emperor changed, and they all looked at the Aotian Emperor and asked in a deep voice: "Aotian, since just now, your expression has been a little wrong, what happened?"

A look of surprise flashed on the face of the Aotian Emperor, and he said, "The breath of those two Great Emperors belongs to the Witch Scale Clan. ”

"What?"

Hearing this, the Golden Eagle Emperor looked shocked, and the Eastern Wilderness Emperor also gasped, with a shocked look on his face.

That is to say...... This time, it really can't be separated from the Witch Scale Clan?"

The Great Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness looked cold, glanced at the Golden Eagle Emperor and the Aotian Emperor, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "You two, continue to look for Yang Xiaozi, and the old man will go to meet the Great Emperor of the Witch Scale Clan." ”

Speaking of this, without waiting for the Golden Eagle Emperor and the Aotian Emperor to speak, the Eastern Wilderness Emperor jumped up, laughed and said: "The old man has been crisscrossing the East China Sea in his life, and he has never seen the Emperor of the Witch Scale Clan, and they all say that the Emperor of the Witch Scale Clan is almost the posture of a god of war, and one person can stir up the entire Great Wilderness World, the old man doesn't believe it very much, and if he wants to destroy Yang Xiaozi's wedding, God can, he Witch Scale Clan...... No, you can't!"

As the words landed, the figure of the Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness disappeared into mid-air.

The Golden Eagle Emperor looked at the direction in which the Eastern Wilderness Emperor disappeared with a confused expression, and muttered to himself: "It's really awesome!"

The Aotian Emperor also shook his head, looked at the Golden Eagle Emperor with a strange expression, shook his head and said, "Can you not learn to speak from Yang Xiaozi, what he said is very natural, you say it...... It's quirky!"

"You want to care?"

The Golden Eagle Emperor glared and said: "Hurry up and find out where this bastard kid went, once the heavens punish him and the Emperor of the Witch Scale Clan comes, the Sanhua Holy Land will really be hopeless, the most pity is the flower girl and the child in her belly, you and me...... Can you keep it?"

Emperor Aotian shook his head and said: "Yang Zhen's child, protect yourself, and the old man will see if the Emperor of the Witch Scale Clan is as awesome as the legend says." ”

Hearing the words of the Aotian Emperor, the Golden Eagle Emperor was stunned, and muttered with a strange face: "Damn, it's really weird, why does Yang Xiaozi say something that has a sense of arrogance and naturalness?"

At this time, the scorching sun in mid-air was already at its peak, and in silence, the glory was magnificent.

The terrifying sunlight shone over the entire Sanhua Holy Land, and a mighty force sprinkled down from the sky.

Countless people were bathed in the light of the sun, and their faces were full of expressions of enjoyment.

When the sun shines, it not only brings the power between heaven and earth, but also can cleanse and improve the true element of heaven and earth in the bodies of thousands of living beings.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime celestial phenomenon, and it is also the most sought after light by monks from all walks of life in the Great Wilderness World.

At this moment, Hua Youyue's body suddenly emitted a holy light, echoing the light of the sun in mid-air.

A red epiphany slowly bloomed in mid-air, the process was very short, but it brought endless shock to everyone.

Immediately after, a creepy scene happened that made everyone feel creepy.

The sky, which was still clear just now, suddenly became gloomy, the sun disappeared, and endless clouds, descending from the nine heavens, shrouded in the mid-air of the Sanhua Holy Land.

"It's coming!"

"Heavenly punishment is coming, such a terrifying heavenly punishment!"

"What about Yang Zhen, where did Yang Zhen go?"

"If Holy Lord Yang doesn't come again, we will all be finished. ”