"Emperor Dongyue?"

Huang Feihu was surprised, and also attracted the attention of the gods and immortals, and looked over.

"Roar ......" The fierce beast with ink-colored scales roared and flew towards the East China Sea, the cyan bird spread its wings and left, and three or four strange beasts also left together, and they also understood that this was no longer the time of antiquity, and it was no longer the time for foreign beasts to run rampant.

When the beast left, Mount Tai saw the sun again, and the ministers and princes on the top of the mountain came back to their senses and looked at the group of immortals in the sky, well, referred to as the immortals, although they looked dressed in tatters, and they were quite embarrassed, but those who could talk to the Emperor Dongyue would not be mortals.

Huang Feihu looked at these immortals in front of him, his eyes were surprised, "I didn't expect you to be able to come out!"

Ning Wuqian looked at Huang Feihu, and heard the meaning of the words, the four continents should also know about the Demon God Mountain, too, Han Poison Dragon died, and the spirit god who he pinned on the god list was realive, and he must have told the Heavenly Court and his master about the Demon God Mountain, this kind of thing, naturally, could not be concealed, the interference was too great, almost all the three realms were involved, and the losses were heavy.

"Emperor Dongyue, how many years have passed since we went in?" Yang Jian looked at Huang Feihu and smiled slightly.

"Fifteen years, ten years ago, the demonic qi on the side of Zhao Guo dissipated, has returned to normal, and the entrance that was opened has also disappeared, it can be said that the Three Realms are shaken, from the appearance of the demonic qi to the disappearance of the ten years, a large number of monks and immortals have entered. Huang Feihu sighed quite a lot, Dongsheng Shenzhou's Daomen suffered heavy losses, even in his imperial palace, there were also a few disciples who went in and did not come out again.

"Fifteen years?" all the immortals and gods sighed, although the immortal cultivation is a hundred years in the blink of an eye, but that is cultivation, in the past fifteen years, they have experienced more than the original hundreds of years.

Yang Jian frowned slightly. Even Ning Wujian was surprised, sure enough, the time of the Ancient Battlefield of Gods and Demons, the Demon God Mountain, and the four major continents was different, and the disappearance of the demonic qi should also have something to do with the White Lotus Gate.

Fifteen years, how many fifteen years can there be in life?

I don't know what happened to the Black Wind Mountain?

I wonder if the child in the womb of Princess Baihua has been born?

"You guys are out of trouble, please enter the imperial palace, let me entertain you, celebrate you, and wash the dust!" Emperor Dongyue said.

Lu Dongbin Six Immortals refused. said that there was something to do, so he came to visit him another day and flew away first.

The other people just came out of the Gods and Demons Mountain, and they all had all kinds of things, they didn't want to stay longer, they said goodbye separately, and politely refused, this is not to give Huang Feihu face, but there are indeed too many things to worry about.

Huang Feihu is also reasonable. From the resurrected Han Poison Dragon, he learned about the bloody battle that took place in the Gods and Demons Mountain, and too many people died, and the invitation he said was also kind words.

"Xiao Luo?" below, a Confucian man in a sacrificial robe saw a figure in the sky. Slightly stunned, I couldn't help but shout in surprise.

Xiao Luo knew that the exit of the road was Mount Tai, and he couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, Mount Tai was not far from Qufu. And their home is in Lu country, how can they not be happy when they go home directly.

Suddenly, he heard his name called. It was quite familiar, and I couldn't help but look down, and saw a familiar figure with a shocked face in a group of black-clothed people wearing sacrificial robes, "Father?"

Ning Wuqian glanced down, Xiao Luo's father, Xiao Yixuan in the Earth Immortal Realm, Speaking of which, Xiao Yixuan and Ning Wuqian are still relatives, and they can be regarded as the Xiao family.

Xiao Yixuan also felt Ning Wuji's gaze, looked over, and was slightly stunned, Ning Wuji's appearance had changed a lot compared with the time in the Earth Immortal Realm, but he could still vaguely see it, "Ning Wuji?"

When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears, Ning Wujian was not so hypocritical, he just smiled at Xiao Yixuan, turned his head to Xiao Luo and said: "Since your father is here, it's just right, the criminal communist, you should follow Xiao Luo first, first familiarize yourself with everything in the four continents, and after a while, I will come to you again!"

"Yes, Master!" In order to give the criminal communist party a safe guarantee for them to come out, the high priest asked the criminal communist to worship Ning Wujian as a teacher, while the other two young people were mainly from the criminal communist party.

Ning Wujian looked at Xiao Luo, "Is it okay?"

"The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, this matter, a trivial matter!" Xiao Luo nodded solemnly.

"Hmm!" Ning Wuqian bowed slightly, Zhao Wan'er was worried about her father, and she wanted to go back to Liangzhou with Ning Wuqian first, and he had a more important matter.

Xiao Luo took the young people of the Liu clan and the Jiuli tribe of the Criminal Republic to the top of Mount Tai, knelt in front of Xiao Yixuan, and his voice was choked, "Father, the unfilial child is back!"

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Xiao Yixuan excitedly helped Xiao Luo, this is the child he has high hopes for, the talent exceeds him, sent to Zhao State fifteen years ago, but he fell into a catastrophe, fifteen years, he has been deeply blaming himself, if it weren't for his arrangement, how could Xiao Luo not know whether he was alive or dead?

Now, seeing Xiao Luo alive again makes him excited.

"Ahem. On the side, an old man coughed lightly, and Xiao Yixuan immediately realized that he was sacrificing to the sky at this time, which was a little embarrassing.

On the altar, Zhou Tianzi watched the black-robed priest and the young father and son who came down from the sky get together, and there were three burly young men like tigers and wolves, exuding a fierce atmosphere, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the sky, and saw Xiao Yixuan embarrassed, Ha Luha smiled, "The reunion of father and son is the will of heaven, and it is the blessing of the Great Zhou, I don't know the name of Mr., the name of several talents, I will definitely reward it!"

When Xiao Luo left, Ji Jian had not yet taken over the throne, he was the prince at that time, known as a virtuous name, Xiao Luo had also heard a lot of Ji Jian's deeds, so he raised his hand and bowed.

However, the criminal communist party did not pay much attention to this etiquette, did not salute, watched from the side, Ji Jian did not care, he is not the kind of emperor who pays attention to etiquette, otherwise, he would not wear military uniforms to sacrifice, but the fierce atmosphere of the three people of the criminal communist party won his appreciation, the army of the Zhou Dynasty is less of this atmosphere, and when fighting with the dog Rong, Yi, and Di, they are often defeated.

It will be the courage of the army, and I secretly think that this is the military general sent by God to help me achieve the hegemony of the king?

Not to mention Zhou Tianzi Ji Jian's calculations, in the sky, Prince Moang was seriously injured and did not heal, so he stayed and healed in the Dongyue Emperor's Palace, and the other immortals scattered and walked.

Yang Jian and Nezha looked at the coffin on Ning Wuji's shoulder, and took a deep breath, "He will ask you, I hope there will not be one less opponent in the future!"

is in different camps, that is, opponents, in the Demon God Mountain, the common fight against the enemy, and out to the four continents, that is another relationship.

Ning Wujian nodded slightly, "It's a pity that he's dead!"

"Let's go!"

Glancing at Zhao Wan'er and Xiong Shanjun, Ning Wujian carried the coffin and flew towards the west, Zhao Wan'er took a deep breath, and Xiong Shanjun followed closely. (To be continued......)