Immortal

Chapter 131

Jianao accepted the invitation handed over by the Dark Emperor!

Open gently, Jian Ao's eyes swept gently.

"Oh!"

Jian Ao's pupils shrank sharply, and then the pupils opened, and a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"Uh ...............!"

The quiet surface of the lake at his feet suddenly swam a lot of sword gas in the water, piercing the square in a forward direction.

"Ha, it really is Zhongshan! There is courage!" Jian Ao's tone took an easy way.

"Jiangao God, the invitation of the Holy King is written in the invitation card, I don't know ..." The dark emperor looked at Jianao with a deep voice.

"Such a grand occasion, how can you be without me? It is indeed the person I want to fight!" Jian Aoyi invites Li Guangdao in his eyes.

"At that time, please also invite Jianao God to come!" Said the Emperor.

"No, let me explain, and I'll follow you to Beizhou right away!" Jian Ao said an excited sword in his eyes.

"It couldn't be better!" Dark Emperor nodded.

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In the sun, above the stars, there is a star.

Outside the stars, a man in a black robe silently looked at the strange stars.

This is a planet of life, very large, and even has six small glowing suns orbiting around it, and above this star, also emits a strange holy white light.

The man in black robe took a deep breath and flew towards the star.

"Whoa!" Above the stars, a crowd suddenly flew.

For the first one, she was dressed in white, blond, and had six pairs of huge white wings behind her. She was holding a huge sword in her hand. The whole body was shrouded in holy white light.

There are dozens of people behind, all of them have huge wings on their backs. There are four pairs and two pairs, all headed by the first six pairs of wings.

"Who is coming, dare to break into my genesis?" The big sword in the hands of the six-winged man pointed at the humane in black.

"Tell the master of your house, and say that the big saint court, see the mud Buddha!" ​​The man in black is the mud Buddha.

"Da'ao Shengting?" The six-winged man's face changed.

Others also showed surprise.

"The guest is at the door, I'll be rude!" The Six Wing man said immediately.

"Grand guests?" Mud Bo laughed.

"Anyone who comes from Dalai is a noble guest. Please go inside, I will report to the palace master!" The six-winged man was very polite.

"Hmm!" Mud Boss nodded.

Step on as everyone flies into this holy planet.

Some people reported to Xuan Yuan, and the Six Wing man was very sincere to lead the way for the mud Buddha.

Soon came a valley of birds and flowers.

In the valley, countless men and women with born wings support one man and one woman.

The man's white robe, silver hair and silver pupil, and a white duster in his hand are exactly the masters of the Palace of Creation Palace, Xuan Yuan, known by Xiaoshan World.

The woman is not surprising, but she is extremely gentle when facing Xuan Yuan.

"Mud Bodhisattva, it's been a long time!" Xuan Yuan said.

"Xuanyuan, long time no see!"

"Who is this?"

"Revived my wife!" Xuan Yuan laughed.

"Oh, congratulations!" Mud Buddha said immediately.

"You take them out first, we have something to say!" Xuan Yuan turned to his wife.

"Huh!" The woman nodded softly.

"Follow me to Shenglianchi!" Said the woman.

"Yes, Our Lady!" The men with wings on their backs immediately respected and responded.

Soon, everyone else was gone.

"You are alive! Have you even created a race?" Mudbo laughed.

"It's far worse than human beings, and it's not perfect. Why did you come to me?" Xuanyuan wondered.

"The Holy King sent me here to send invitations. You are invited to the 2,000-year-old birthday feast of the Holy King!" Mud Buddha handed out an invitation.

"Oh?" Xuan Yuan took it immediately.

Opening the invitation card, Xuanyuan's pupils shrank, and the whole body was placed without wind automatically.

Mud Buddha stood aside and did not speak. Wait for Xuanyuan to think.

"His, Zhong Shan is really big!" Xuan Yuan took a breath and was surprised.

"Yes, I wonder if you will ........." Mud Bodhisattva looked at Xuan Yuan Road.

"You tell Zhongshan that I will arrive as promised, and the plan mentioned by Zhongshan, haha, I also want to try!" Xuan Yuan laughed.

"Okay, then I'll say goodbye!" Mu Bo nodded.

"Huh!" Xuan Yuan nodded.

Xuan Yuan did not leave a mud bodhisattva, because Xuan Yuan understood that Dasao was busy at this time. It is reasonable to say that the invitation letter does not require the mud bodhisattvas to come, but Zhong Shan attaches great importance to himself, so he sent it to Xiaoqian World Mud Bodhisattva, an official like Mud Bodhisattva, must be extremely busy at this moment, and naturally there is no time to stay outside!

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Dizhou, heaven and heaven!

Lili Tiandian.

Emperor Xuanzang sat at the head of the main hall, with several elite wolves standing on either side.

In the middle of the hall, there is also a man in Tsing Yi.

"Qing Yun, don't you recognize me?" Emperor Xuanyuan said in a deep voice.

"Qing Yun is the elder of the beast wolf tribe of the Dao Kingdom. The supreme ceremony only worships Emperor Xianxian, and the old supreme forgive me!" Qing Yun said respectfully.

"Bold!"

"Jack!"

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The rage of other wolves suddenly sounded in the hall.

Emperor Xuanzang waved his hand gently. The wolves stopped talking.

"What are you doing here?" Di Xuanzhen asked in a deep voice.

"The Holy King sent me here and sent me an invitation card, inviting you to the 2,000-year-old birthday feast of the Holy King!" Qing Yun handed out an invitation.

Emperor Xuanzang took the invitation in doubt.

Opening the invitation lightly, Di Xuanzhen glanced, and then his pupils shrank slightly.

"Ha, it's a really big show! Order Shengtu Zhili's heaven?" Emperor Xuanzhang said unexpectedly.

"Yes!"

"Go back and tell Zhongshan, I will come as promised!" Emperor Xuanyuan laughed.

"Yes!"

Dizhou, fascinating dojo.

Glittering in the hall. Seductively sitting on the throne, a man in a red robe stood in front of him.

"Master, those two scourges, they, they ........." The face of the red robe made a red path.

"What's wrong with them?" Ying Chen cried.

"Master, they ...!"

"Say!" Ying confused said impatiently.

"They're going to dig again!" The man in the red robe looked ugly.

"Digging? What's wrong?" Ying Con frowned.

"They dug up your ancestor's grave!" The man in red robes looked extremely ugly.

"What?" Ying Con suddenly stood up.

"Master, they know it's your ancestor's grave, and they put the funerary back again!" Said the red robe man.

Put it back? Ying confused pinched her fist, her face was extremely ugly. Since the day they were brought back, the two have not done anything to make themselves happy, vulgar, vulgar, or faint. There is an impulse to hit the wall. This time they even dug their ancestor's grave. It ’s a scourge, not a fight, no Nor is it a fight, these two ...

"Master, what do you do? These two evils, or ..." The red robe man made a kill gesture.

"No, I can't move yet. I still have a lot of usefulness. Zhongshan's longevity is approaching. The Bai family is unwilling to participate in this matter. I will use them to lead the Bai family, Zhongshan ..." Shameful murderous intention.

"Master, in fact, the saints in the world have suffered a lot in Zhongshan's hands. The magic weapon of Lu Ya was broken by Zhongshan, and Cheng Hou also suffered a few losses ........."

"Don't say it, I'm determined!" Shen Ying said in confusion.

"Yes!"

At this time, a man in a green robe came in outside the hall.

"Master Qilu, Daxun's court, Zhongshan messenger!" Said the man in the green robe.

"Da'ao Shengting? The messenger of Zhongshan?" The Red Man was surprised.

"Let him in!" Ying Con said strangely.

Soon, a man in a Jinyi walked into the hall.

"Dayi Jinyiwei, I've seen Yingchao Saints!" Said Jinyiwei slightly respectfully.

"What does Zhongshan want you to do?" Ying Cong cried.

"The Holy King's 2,000-year-old birthday is imminent. He invited the sages to feast. This is an invitation!" The Jin Yiwei handed out the invitation.

"Go to a banquet?" Yingmu dazedly accepted the invitation.

"Farewell!" Jin Yiwei didn't wait for the result and turned around.

Jin Yiwei left, leaving the two disciples fascinated, staring blankly at the invitation in his hand.

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Xizhou, the Holy Week of Da Zhou.

Ji Gong Ni is dominated by Xizhou. At this moment, he is standing in front of the Lihuo Temple, followed by Jiang Ziya, Gong Hanzi, Xi Shifu, Wu Jiutian and other dignitaries.

In front of them, it was a woman in red.

"Will both Linger and Suzaku be okay?" Ji Gongni asked lightly.

"Dancing red is the only Suzaku in the world, and it is also the pride of my phoenix family. It is also very happy to grow up in Daxu, Queen Linger need not say!" Said the woman in red with a smile.

"Well, why are you here this time?" Ji Gongnie asked in a deep voice.

"The King of Kings is about two thousand years old, and the King of King Ji and the sage of the descendants are invited to the banquet. This is an invitation!" Said the woman in red.

"Two thousand years old? Big life?" Ji Gong Nier smiled strangely.

Not only Ji Gong Ni, a few people behind him also showed weird smiles, because it was too difficult to express their emotions.

Ji Gong Ni took the invitation and opened it gently. After opening it, the original smile disappeared in the next moment, and there was more coldness.

With his eyes narrowed for a moment, Ji Gong Ni said, "Nine Saints in the World? All Zhongshan invited?"

"Yes, the King said, Mi Tian has invited, as for not coming, it is unknown!" Said the woman in red.

"Mitian? Huh, he will definitely go, you go back and tell Zhongshan, I will come as promised!" Ji Gong Ni Shen said.

"Yes!" The woman in red nodded.

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At the same time, in the doom of the saint.

The heavenly saint received the envoy of the aunt.

A tiny Jinyiwei official, a hundred Jinyiwei? Seeing this man's official position, Mitian's face was ugly.

"What does Zhongshan want you to do?" Mi Tian said coldly.

"The Holy King is two thousand years old, and he is invited to a banquet. This is an invitation card!" Jin Yiwei Qianhu handed out the invitation.

"Oh? Zhongshan knows I'm going?"

After the words were spoken, Mi Tian knew that she was leaking. After taking the invitation, she took a cold look at Jin Yiwei and said, "Get out!"

"Farewell!" Jin Yiwei said nothing.

ps: Please ***, people who are busy with the Chinese New Year ca n’t afford to hurt the code!