The Great City of the Southern Regions.

The ancient capital of Dachi, the destination of everyone.

A few days later, it finally arrived after everyone was hurrying slowly.

This ancient city is quite prosperous, the streets can be parallel to ten carriages, crowded with people, shouting endlessly, ancient beasts are rampant, and monks walk around at will.

An ancient city with no mortal existence at all.

Those who can be in this ancient city are cultivators, and those who have not cultivated cannot enter, which is the special nature of the ancient capital city of Dachi.

The streets were filled with cultivators, and their eyes looked at the east of the city from time to time.

To the east of the city there is a large garden.

The venue of Wang Tengtianjiao's meeting is not allowed to enter the East Wilderness, and those who are not well-known and have a strong background are not allowed to enter.

The young generation, a real royal event.

"Whew!"

There is a divine rainbow in the sky, and people appear one after another.

The chariot is in the sky, and the ancient beast is pulling Luan, showing the extraordinary people on it.

There is even a huge ship born out of the sky, which is a warship of the Holy Land, showing the strength of the Holy Land.

In the garden, the fairy grass flowers are in full bloom, and the red orange, yellow and green are beautiful.

"Looks like we're here at the right time."

There was laughter in the sky, and a figure appeared in the sky.

He was wearing a black and white robe, with an indissoluble arrogance between his eyebrows, his facial features were upright, his body was surrounded by yin and yang, and his life was extraordinary, and his different temperament attracted people to turn back frequently.

"Yin Yang Sect Leader Parent, I didn't expect him to come."

Looking at this man, many people were shocked.

The Yin-Yang Sect was in Zhongzhou, and I didn't expect him to come.

"In the past two years, the Yin-Yang Sect has been active frequently in the Eastern Wilderness, and two years ago, the Holy Son of the sect was killed by Dao Tianjun, this incident did not make the Yin-Yang Sect lose momentum, on the contrary, it became more powerful, all because of the son of this sect leader, who was hidden by the snow."

"It is rumored that the Yin-Yang Sect hid him because it was afraid that the hostile forces would target him for premature death, so he launched the Yin-Yang Holy Son."

Looking at the son of the Yin Yang Sect Master, everyone looked surprised.

This young powerhouse does not belong to the older generation, but he is stronger than the older generation, and he has defeated many famous people in Zhongzhou, all of which used one move.

"The strongest of the Yin-Yang Sect in the future."

Someone admired.

The Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness is here, and there are also people from those many emperors and Taoist sects, and all the famous sects are all young generations who have come, a rare event.

"Li Youyou from Xiaoyaomen is also here."

A beautiful girl in a blue dress arrived and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

In addition to the Dao system of the Holy Land level, the Xiaoyao Gate, one of the strongest sects, naturally attracts people's attention.

"The strongest disciple of the Changhe Sect, Mei Donglai is also here." The exclamation rang out again.

Changhe Zong.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Three Emperors Dao System is one of the strongest Dao systems in the world.

The strongest disciple in his sect came together, and immediately everyone in the audience looked over, without exception.

It was a shy, even shy man, who had no way of making a surprise appearance, and walked in from the entrance to the garden, dressed in a crisp white robe.

I can't see the slightest bit of a strong man's spirit on his body, but there is the feeling of a young man.

"Don't look at him like this, I heard that he is a word in the Changhe Sect, no one in the entire young generation of the Changhe Sect dares to refute him, not a means, but admiration for his strength, in this life, the birth of the Fourth Emperor of the Changhe Sect will definitely fall on this person."

Someone whispered to each other and told his message.

Mei Donglai has no fame, and his real reputation is only supported by the Changhe Sect, and he has not made a shot so far.

The bark of the human shadow tree, the strongest disciple of the Changhe Sect, no one dares to ignore it.

At the same time.

The eyes of many women present were shining.

Changhe Zong Mei Donglai looks good, looks kind, makes people feel good, he does not have the arrogance of a strong man, but is approachable, naturally many women are colorful.

"Mei Donglai, who is cultivating with the specifications of the emperor." The son of the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, Yang Yin narrowed his eyes.

This man deserves his attention.

"Brother, what do you think of him?" In a flower pavilion in the garden, there were three people, a man and two women, and one of them was a girl in purple.

These three people are none other than the two moons of the Ji family, Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, and Ji Biyue.

Hear the words.

Ji Haoyue's eyelids lifted slightly, her expression was flat, and she took a sip of tea.

"He is very strong, he once had a fight with Shaoguang, and he is not equal."

Listening to Ji Haoyue's words, Ji Ziyue looked surprised, "Mei Donglai and Shaoguang have fought?" ”

The shaking light in their mouths is the shaking light of the Holy Son.

"I didn't expect Mei Donglai to have a fight with Shaoguang, and it is rumored that he has never made a move to the outside world." Ji Biyue said with a smile, delicate and charming.

Although she was surprised, her expression didn't look like surprise no matter how she looked at it, as if she had known it for a long time.

"Hmph." Ji Ziyue snorted lightly.

Obviously, she didn't want to see Ji Biyue.

"Sister Ziyue, don't be like this, no matter what we say, we are all the same family." Ji Biyue sighed with a pretty face.

Ji Ziyue has long been used to this kind of expression.

Pretending.

"Don't make a joke about a family." Ji Haoyue's voice sounded.

Ji Ziyue glanced at Ji Haoyue directly.

Of course she knows this, don't look at her as childish, but in fact, she is shrewd and eccentric, otherwise Ji Biyue would not regard Ji Ziyue as an opponent.

On the other side, Ji Biyue's smiling expression was slightly restrained, which could be regarded as giving Ji Haoyue face.

No matter what, Ji Haoyue's position in the Ji family is unshakable.

He was destined to become a god-king of a generation.

Ji Haoyue is also dedicated to martial arts, while Ji Biyue likes power and martial arts, and if she really wants to win power in the future, she will have to rely on Ji Haoyue's support.

Seeing this, Ji Haoyue didn't say anything.

He looked at the garden and stopped at a pavilion.

There was a man who was as rich as jade, his whole body was full of holy radiance, his long hair was black and flowing, his expression was peaceful, and he couldn't see much of a wave.

As if feeling Ji Haoyue's gaze, the man looked over.

He nodded slightly at Ji Haoyue, humble and polite, and the whole person was like a spring breeze.

"Shake the Light Son." There was a battle intent in Ji Haoyue's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

This man is none other than the Son of Shaking Light.

He does not show mountains or waters, but he is jealous of the major saints and saints, and shakes the most terrible young generation in the Holy Land.

Suddenly, both of them looked away and looked at the western sky.

At this moment, there are also many Tianjiao in the field, stopping the movement in their hands, talking and talking, looking at the western sky, and at this moment, the people present can be divided into two levels.

Those who can react like this at the first time are extraordinary.

Bang!

On the west side of the garden, a golden chariot sprang out of the sky.

In an instant, everyone looked over.

"The Lord is coming." Ji Biyue smiled.

The chariot is ancient, with cranes, white tigers, and unicorn spirit beasts carved on it, which is magnificent, and the light illuminates the entire sky.

There was a faint divine voice resounding, as if it was a saint chanting......

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