God Emperor

Standing on the Holy Wood Peak, anyone who has reached the semi-saint realm can clearly see everything that happens below the mountain.

Every moment, large groups of demon sect disciples fall. Ye Xiaoxiang and Ouyang Huan are both famous figures, but unfortunately they are crushed and turned into ashes, which is indescribably miserable.

There are voices of people sucking in cold air, and no one can remain calm.

"What should we do now? The power of the Shengming traitor is too huge, and the monks of the Moon Worship Sect can't stop them at all."

The monks of the Fire Clan were even more frightened. They all looked at each other, and then looked at Qiuyu and the two saints, hoping that they could come up with a strategy to deal with it.

Qiuyu tried to keep himself calm, and his eyes swept across the monks present, saying: "Zhang Ruochen and the Shengming traitor are too lawless. Only by uniting can we repel him."

Indeed, there are many monks who are on good terms with the Fire Clan and are ready to take action against Zhang Ruochen to please Qiuyu.

However, the current situation is completely different from their original idea. Zhang Ruochen was too strong. Even two great saints were restrained. Saint King-level figures were killed. Who dared to take action?

Everyone looked at Ling Xiu and Ling Feiyu, sighed secretly, and lowered their heads again.

A spiritual saint was sitting at the banquet. Even a being of the level of Dou Zhan Tian Wang did not dare to act rashly, let alone other cultivators.

Qiu Yu was angry when he saw that all the cultivators were silent.

"Boom."

The defensive formation guarding Shengmu Peak was attacked and emerged, forming a layer of lightning shield, completely covering the mountain inside.

However, the defensive shield only blocked for a moment before it was broken by Kaiyuan Lu Ding.

"Ah!"

As the deafening dragon roars sounded, nine golden dragons, pulling a golden dragon chariot, flew to the top of the mountain and appeared on the square of the wedding banquet.

Then, four holy beasts carrying the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron also flew up and appeared behind the Golden Dragon Chariot.

The members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion, all wearing white robes and starry sky masks, stood on the left and right sides of the Golden Dragon Chariot. There were powerful holy powers bursting out from them, shocking some weaker cultivators to tremble and kneel on the ground.

One of the members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion said loudly: "The prince came to offer sacrifices to the heavens. If you don't want to die, retreat immediately."

"Forget it, this group of people is too powerful, and you can't afford to provoke them." Someone muttered in a low voice.

At the wedding banquet, more than half of the cultivators retreated immediately and did not dare to be enemies with the Shengming Central Empire.

Of course, there were also some people who were proud of their powerful cultivation. They still sat at the banquet and watched everything calmly.

Zhang Ruochen sat in the dragon chariot, staring at Mu Lingxi who was sitting at the top of the banquet. He saw that Mu Lingxi was particularly beautiful today. She was wearing a bright red new dress with phoenix patterns, a phoenix crown on her head, and delicate makeup, like the most beautiful woman in the world.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The difference was that Mu Lingxi's smile was filled with tears, and the feeling of being touched in her heart could not be described in words.

She thought that this scene would only appear in her dreams, and she could not imagine that it would actually happen to her.

The man she loved could drive the nine-dragon golden chariot and bring thousands of troops to pick her up. In this life, she had nothing else to ask for.

In addition to Mu Lingxi, there were many other proud girls present, who were either envious or extremely jealous. However, they all hid this emotion in their hearts and did not show it.

"Whoever dares to stop the golden dragon chariot will be killed without mercy." Zhang Ruochen said.

There were some powerful people who were ready to take action, but they held back after hearing this.

Even the cultivators of the Fire Clan did not dare to act rashly. When the Golden Dragon Chariot moved forward one zhang, they retreated one zhang.

When the Golden Dragon Chariot was only a hundred zhang away from Mu Lingxi, it stopped. Zhang Ruochen got off the chariot and walked towards Mu Lingxi step by step.

"Senior Sister Duanmu, I'm here to pick you up. Are you willing to leave with me?"

Zhang Ruochen walked in front of Mu Lingxi, stretched out a finger, touched her forehead, and unsealed her body.

At the moment the seal was unsealed, Mu Lingxi stood up suddenly, spread her arms, hugged Zhang Ruochen tightly, and said sweetly: "Of course I am willing. But from now on, don't call me Senior Sister Duanmu, call me Lingxi."

The saints of the old Shengming tribe climbed up the Shengmu Peak one after another. Seeing this scene, all of them laughed excitedly.

"The little saint girl of the Demon Cult is still the woman of our Crown Prince after all. This is called a golden boy and a jade girl, a match made in heaven."

"Heroes and beauties are definitely a good story in the cultivation world. Our Crown Prince is the world's number one hero, and the little saint girl is the world's number one beauty. Do you have any objections?"

"Whoever dares to object, I will kill him."

...

There were countless eyes watching Mu Lingxi and Zhang Ruochen hugging each other.

The eyes of the Saint Book Talent were extremely beautiful and full of spirituality. At this moment, she showed an expression of great envy, and there was an unspeakable bitterness in her heart.

Huang Yanchen did not look over, her eyes were fixed on the ground, but her heart was in pain. In her sleeves, ten fingers were tightly clenched, and drops of blood flowed from her palms.

The man in front of her should have been her husband, but now, he was like a stranger.

The woman in his arms should have been her, but now, she has become another woman.

Ling Feiyu didn't look over either, but the sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

Ling Xiu glanced at the holy sword in her hand and said, "Your mood fluctuates too much!"

"No." Ling Feiyu said coldly.

Ling Xiudao: "For a sword master, the heart will affect the sword. Only when the heart moves, the sword will move. If you can't control your heart, you can't control the sword in your hand."

"clear."

Ling Feiyu's fingers tightened, and suddenly the holy sword stopped trembling.

There was both envy and jealousy in Lin Suxian's eyes, and she smiled bitterly: "What an amazing Zhang Ruochen, he actually changed his fate for Mu Lingxi."

At this moment, Lin Suxian's eyes narrowed and he saw a cyan figure standing in the square.

Luo Xu walked over step by step, the sharpness in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by boundless tenderness, he stretched out a hand and said: "Suxian, are you willing to follow me?"

Lin Suxian stared at Luo Xu with great affection, but what she saw in front of her eyes was that two hundred years ago, Luo Xu went up to Wuding Mountain alone, covered in blood.

Everything is like going back two hundred years ago.

A tear flowed from Lin Suxian's eyes, and she slowly stretched out a hand.

However, the hand only stretched out halfway before stopping stiffly. Lin Suxian shook his head and said, "No, I'm sorry, I can't leave with you."

Luo Xu clenched his teeth as if he had been struck by lightning and said, "Do you blame me for coming too late?"

Lin Suxian shook his head again and said: "I am satisfied that you can come. However, two hundred years have passed and we are no longer the same people we once were. We can't go back. We can't go back. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Whether you were two hundred years ago or you are now, my heart has never changed. Give me another chance. From now on, I will use my life to protect you. No one can separate us again," Luo Xu said.

Lin Suxian didn't dare to look at Luo Xu, turned around, and was about to leave.

Luo Xu's eyes were extremely firm, and he quickly stretched out a hand, grabbed Lin Suxian's wrist, and then dragged her into his arms.

"Whether you can go back or not, you have to give it a try. Last time, we all compromised with our fate and left many regrets. This time, I want to take control of my fate myself."

Luo Xu hugged Lin Suxian and turned into a stream of light, flew out of the Holy Wood Peak and disappeared into the clouds.

"Damn it, Luo Xu actually took Lin Suxian away by force. He was more domineering than Zhang Ruochen."

"Lin Suxian is the wife of the Holy Lord of the Qi family, and she was taken away by Luo Xu just like that. Look, the Holy Lord of the Qi family's face is turning green!"

"More than just turning green!"

"Isn't the Holy Master of the Qi family even worse than Qiu Yu? Qiu Yu just had his fiancée taken away."

Hearing this, the anger in Qiu Yu's heart burned out of her body, and flames appeared all over her body. On their wedding day, his fiancée hugged Zhang Ruochen. How embarrassing was this?

"Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to fight with me?" Qiu Yu said solemnly.

"You alone are worthy of fighting His Highness the Crown Prince? I'm here to kill you."

The ancestor of the Cai family came out and released the Holy Soul Domain, covering Qiu Yu.

Qiu Yu knew that she was no match for the ancestor of the Cai family, so she yelled: "If you kill me, you will destroy the spiritual roots of heaven and earth in the Kunlun world. The queen will definitely kill you when she comes back."

"How dare you threaten me."

The ancestor of the Cai family sneered, and his five fingers emitted a dazzling holy light, preparing to slap Qiu Yu to death with one palm.

"assistant."

Huang Yanchen drank lightly, stood up, stared at the ancestor of the Cai family, and then moved to Zhang Ruochen, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, if you just want to take Mu Lingxi away, I can assure you, The imperial court will never take action against you, and you can leave safely. However, Qiu Yu is the sacred tree of the parasol tree, and will be the spiritual root of the Kunlun world in the future. The queen has an oracle, and the imperial court must protect him. If you kill him, you will be fighting against him. The entire First Central Empire is the enemy.”

Zhang Ruochen slowly turned around, looked at Huang Yanchen, and said, "I came to Wuding Mountain just to kill him. Can you stop me just by yourself?"

From Huang Yanchen's eyebrows, silver droplets flew out and condensed into a crystal clear holy sword. He stared into Zhang Ruochen's eyes and said, "I'll fight you. If I win, you let Qiu Yu go." . If you win, I will kill myself in front of you with the Hunyuan Sword. Will this relieve the hatred in your heart?"

Zhang Ruochen stared deeply into Huang Yanchen's eyes, his eyes becoming more and more fierce.

Mu Lingxi shook her head vigorously at Zhang Ruochen, worried that he would really have a life-or-death duel with Huang Yanchen.

"Wow——"

Next to Zhang Ruochen, a black hole appeared out of thin air, and Han Qiu's slender figure flew out from it, exuding a cold aura, and smiled: "Why don't I come to fight with you, and I can just finish you off for Zhang Ruochen."

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