Qingdi, you may not be able to marry Bai Qianshen! ”

As the words fell, an invisible wave permeated out of Chen Xiaoming's body, and in an instant, the heaven and earth void of the entire courtyard was sealed, and a huge heaven and earth coercion instantly shrouded down.

Even though his cultivation had broken through to the Upper God Realm, Si Ming Xingjun still felt as if he was carrying a piece of the sky on his shoulders, and he couldn't move.

In his heart, he sensed a faint aura locking himself.

"Qingdi, please calm down."

Under such a majestic situation, Emperor Donghua was not indifferent, looking at Chen Xiaoming, who was not angry and arrogant, with a solemn expression, and waved his hand, but a ray of fairy light shrouded Si Ming Xingjun's body, helping him share the pressure.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, the sound wave was transmitted away, and the immortal light was suddenly shattered, and Si Ming Xingjun only felt that the ground under his feet was shaking, and it was only after a whirlwind that he recovered.

"Give me a reason!"

The cold voice came out, and Si Ming Xingjun only felt that his whole body was cold, and the chaotic divine consciousness spirit instantly woke up.

"Hoo ............"

Taking a deep breath, the frightened Si Ming Xingjun endured the horror in his heart and glanced at Chen Xiaoming with a panicked expression.

swallowed his saliva, but still didn't dare to look at him, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Qingdi, please also ask Rong Xiaoxian to explain."

"Say!"

If Chen Xiaoming hadn't wanted to know the reason, he wouldn't have been so patient.

"Yes, Emperor Qing."

Si Ming Xingjun breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth with a bumpy heart, but continued to explain.

"Emperor Qing knows that the Sansheng Stone, the marriage of this mortal immortal, is recorded on it, and everyone's marriage is actually predetermined."

"And the white and shallow god of Qingqiu, the name happens to be on it, but it's just ............"

didn't dare to sell it to Chen Xiaoming, Si Ming Xingjun felt that he had just broken through, and his life was still very important, and there was no need to touch the mold of a saint.

It's just that when it comes to the name of the person who is destined for three lives with Bai Qian, Si Ming really doesn't dare to say it.

"Huh? Sansheng stone? Why is it predestined? ”

frowned, Chen Xiaoming really didn't know that there was such a thing, looking at Si Ming Xingjun's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, the name on the Sansheng Stone was definitely not himself.

"Let's go, take me to the Sansheng Stone."

Glancing at the Donghua Emperor in front of him, Chen Xiaoming was not ready to ask who the person who had set a fate with Bai Qian was.

He and Bai Qian have already married and performed the rites of husband and wife, so Bai Qian is his Chen Xiaoming's wife.

The person who wants to move him Chen Xiaoming, even if it is this Heavenly Dao, he will be overturned.

He wanted to see what kind of three-life stone it was, and what kind of head iron.

"Yes, Qingdi, please here."

Eye-to-eye contact with Emperor Donghua, Si Ming Xingjun obediently led the way in front, Emperor Donghua slowly got up and followed the two of them.

A group of three people, and it didn't take long to come to the Sansheng Stone.

The so-called Sansheng Stone is just a stone pillar, on which is written a pair of people who are married.

Chen Xiaoming's eyes swept over it, and in the blink of an eye, he found the life of Bai Qian.

"White light......... Night Blossom! ”

On the Sansheng Stone, the golden font was engraved with the names of Bai Qian and Yehua, and Chen Xiaoming's brows couldn't help frowning.

"This Yehua, is he the crown prince of the Heavenly Clan?"

Without turning back, he asked Si Ming Xingjun behind him softly.

He vaguely remembered that Bai Qian had told him that he had withdrawn from the marriage contract with Yehua, the prince of the Heavenly Clan, how could the marriage between the two still be shown on the Sansheng Stone.

"This ............"

For a while, Si Ming Xingjun hesitated, experienced the scene just now, and just said a word, he had to go through that.

This is the marriage on the Sansheng Stone, it's hard to say, but there is a grudge against taking a wife.

Si Ming Xingjun didn't dare to imagine what the other party would do once he told Chen Xiaoming.

"Yes, the marriage between Yehua and Bai Qian seems to be predestined. I've tried erasing it before, but I can't do it. ”

The Emperor of Donghua, who came later, spoke, slowly walked to the Sansheng Stone, and stretched out his hand to erase it in the place of Yehua.

The immortal qi in the body swirled, and the rich immortal qi turned into a carving knife, which was crossed out on the name of Yehua.

But when I saw the word Yehua, the golden light flashed, and it was directly resisted, without any traces of brokenness.

"You see, every time."

There was a look of helplessness in his eyes, the marriage on the three-life stone, Emperor Donghua had already noticed it.

He took action to erase Yehua, not for himself, for the sake of the Heavenly Clan, and for the sake of the common people in the world.

For the sake of a white shallow, thus offending a saint, this is a matter of loss.

Emperor Donghua believed that even if he was a Heavenly Monarch, he would deal with it like this.

It's just that his method didn't succeed, and the marriage between Yehua and Bai Qian seemed to be destined by heaven, and he couldn't change it.

"Hmph, I'll come."

With a cold snort, it was just a pillar, Chen Xiaoming's right hand reached out, and directly grabbed the word Yehua, and the immortal qi in his body diffused out, and he directly wanted to extinguish the two words.

The majestic force shattered the word Yehua, but just when it was completely extinguished, a golden light flashed, and the word Yehua returned to normal again.

Chen Xiaoming's face couldn't help but change, the breath in his body moved, and he poured into his hands again.

The font is gone, but it is reborn in the golden light.

"Good, good."

After saying two words in his mouth, Chen Xiaoming laughed angrily, and a dangerous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Raising his head slightly, anger ignited in his eyes, and through the endless space, he seemed to be staring at the sky.

"Heavenly Dao, I don't believe it anymore, you can stop me."

The words in his mouth surprised Emperor Donghua on the side, but he showed a look that was really so.

The reason is determined by heaven, and the name that can block the attack of a saint is not something that Sansheng Stone can do.

Before, Emperor Donghua guessed that it might be Heavenly Dao who intervened, but now as soon as Chen Xiaoming said this, he confirmed it.

"Qingdi, you mean?"

Si Ming Xingjun, who was beside him, looked at Chen Xiaoming's sudden anger, and couldn't help but swallow his breath and look up.

Is this saint so awesome, he directly scolded the heavens.

"Needless to say, the word Yehua is blessed by the will of heaven."

Chen Xiaoming shouted angrily, kicked angrily on the Sansheng Stone, and directly kicked away a pair of marriages with the words "Zhang Wei, Zhuge Dali".

Without the blessing of the will of the Heavenly Dao, the marriage instantly turned into golden light and dissipated in the sky.

And Chen Xiaoming has no time to care about it at the moment.

What kind of person is this Yehua, is he the illegitimate son of the Heavenly Dao, and can he be blessed by the will of the Heavenly Dao, this is a treatment that only a saint can enjoy.

"So what now?"

Secretly glanced at Chen Xiaoming, Si Ming Xingjun felt quite bumpy in his heart, for fear that Chen Xiaoming would not be able to erase his name, so he directly erased the person.

Chen Xiaoming paced back and forth a few times, browning and thinking for a long time, but finally gritted his teeth, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Forget it, let's just let that Yehua disappear!"

Author: Four more failures, continue to try tomorrow, ah......... It's so annoying, and suddenly I come to work again, alas, work............

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