The wedding of Xiaotian, the saint of the human race, almost alarmed all the famous figures on the prehistoric land. The saints of the Three Pure Land in the East, the saints of the human race, the saints of the human race, the saints of the two Western Buddhist saints, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun from Wuzhuang Temple, the demon emperor Jun did not come in person, but also sent people to send gifts, and the gifts were quite large. Even the Queen Houtu, who did not appear in the underworld, sent people to send gifts. This kind of situation is extraordinary, but it has never happened since the prehistoric world opened up.

Firstly, it is because Xiaotian's reputation is indeed strong, and secondly, everyone is also for the sake of Qingyang Island. Qingyang Island can be said to be an immortal palace, one of the prehistoric holy lands, as famous as Zixiao Palace, and even has a better position. After all, Qingyang Daozun on Qingyang Island's cultivation level is the same as Hongjun, and the comprehensive strength of Qingyang Island can be said to be a existence that swept across the eight wildernesses and six unions above the prehistoric land. In terms of comprehensive strength, it is the strongest.

"Wuzhuang Temple, the saint of Yuanzi of Hongyun Town is here~~He Xiaotian's wedding is here, and he gave 18 life fruits. The Nine Nether Blood Sea, Xingtian is here~~~He Xiaotian's wedding is here, and he gave two Chaos gold talismans. The Eastern Emperor Taiyi of Penglai Island is here~~~He Xiaotian's wedding is here, and he gave a pair of purple gold dragon and phoenix crowns~~The Queen Mother of Heaven's West is here~~~He Xiaotian's wedding is here, and he gave a pair of dragon, phoenix jade hairpins~~~~~"

In the Qingyang Temple, Chen Yuyang and Zhuge Qingqing were wearing big red gowns, and they looked very happy. Especially Chen Yuyang, who used to walk in the prehistoric world, usually dressed in white clothes like snow. Today, he changed his outfit and looked even more handsome and free. A folding fan in his hand was even more charming as a literati and poet.

He and Zhuge Qingqing walked together, and it was indeed a bit like a world-famous place. Although he had been to the prehistoric land for millions of years, Zhuge Qingqing was still as beautiful as before, as if he had turned back to the world.

In the Qingyang Temple, there were endless serving girls, but they were in an orderly manner, constantly serving fruit plates and fragrant tea. Looking at these old friends on the prehistoric land, Chen Yuyang was happy and greeted them one by one, as if today was the protagonist of Qingyang Daozun. Such aura was indeed a bit dazzling.

"Everyone, today I am happy for my brothers' wedding. You are so glorious that you can come to Qingyang Island. Come on, let's have a drink first to express your gratitude!" Chen Yuyang raised his glass and drank it all. The wine in the glass was gulp and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully. Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "Good!"

Everyone also smiled slightly, but everyone's eyes seemed to feel a little absent-minded. Chen Yuyang knew that they were all waiting for someone, waiting for a miracle on the prehistoric land.

At this moment, a thunderclap in the sky, purple light flashed, and a laughter that spreads through the sky lingered over the Qingyang Temple. Then a familiar voice came, and there was a long-lost feeling: "How can the little Tiantianzun's wedding be missed by the old Taoist?"

In an instant, a purple figure passed by, and a white-haired and old Taoist stood in the center of Qingyang Temple. He picked up the wine glass at hand, drank it all in one sip, and laughed loudly: "It's been so many years, and I haven't tasted this kind of taste in many years. Good, good!"

The old Taoist people naturally recognize that they are not others, but they are just the strange creatures in this vast land. Hongjun, the founder of the Xuanmen, is known as the Taoist ancestor. However, what is surprising is that Hongjun is also standing beside him with a Taoist in light yellow clothes. His eyebrows fell vertically and hung on his chest, with a hint of unfathomable smile on his face.

Everyone could see clearly that the cultivation level of this old Taoist was definitely not something they could match. For a moment, everyone was surprised. Who was this outsider?

It was better for me to come back to my senses first, and led Yuanshi and Tongtian to kneel down to the ground, saying respectfully: "Disciple waits for the Sanqing, and I have seen the teacher, and the teacher has a holy life without any boundary~!" Everyone also came back to their senses and immediately fell to the ground, and said: "Disciple has seen the teacher (master), the teacher (master) has a holy life without any boundary!"

Hongjun waved his hand and said, "Get up! Today is a happy day, there is no need to be polite!"

Speaking, Hongjun came to Chen Yuyang with the old Taoist in light yellow clothes. The old Taoist looked at Chen Yuyang carefully. Chen Yuyang was also constantly looking at the old Taoist. Suddenly, the two of them laughed at the same time, and the laughter was refreshing, with a hint of clarity. Hongjun also twisted his beard and smiled: "Boy, this is no need for the old Taoist to introduce it! This is the old Yangliu you have always wanted to know."

Chen Yuyang nodded and said, "The hollow willow, but the heart is unintentional!"

The Taoist Yangmei smiled and said, "What a hollow willow, okay, okay~~Little baby, like you, you can't find a second one on this prehistoric land! No wonder he could force the old ghost Hongjun into such a look."

After saying that, Chen Yuyang and Yang Mei's eyes suddenly froze. The two of them stared at each other silently for a long time, and their aura suddenly grew wildly. In the entire Qingyang Temple, except for Hongjun still twisting his beard and showing a faint smile on his face, even the saints felt an indescribable sense of oppression all over their bodies.

Among the saints under the heavenly path, I have the highest cultivation level, but now in front of the two giants in the prehistoric world, I feel cold sweat and indescribable powerlessness. Yuanshi and Tongtian are pulling each other, and Yuanshi said with some uneven breath: "Third brother, this, this..."

"What a powerful force!~~" Tongtian exclaimed, feeling that he couldn't use his strength.

Just as Chen Yuyang and Yang Mei's aura soared to a peak, both of them showed a smile on their faces of a chess match that they would meet Liangcai. In an instant, three rays of light rushed out of the Qingyang Temple. Light yellow, red, and purple, it was Yang Mei's, Chen Yuyang and Hongjun almost made people feel overwhelmed.

Outside the Thirty-third Heaven, Hongjun looked at the two of them and smiled helplessly: "You two are violent elements, and I didn't expect to take action as soon as we meet!"

Yang Mei was happy and looked at Hongjun and said, "Hongjun Old Ghost, there are not many people on this prehistoric land that are worthy of the old Taoist's attack. You count one, and now you have another one. How can the old Taoist let go?" His eyes narrowed like crescent moon, looked at Chen Yuyang again, Yangmei smiled and said, "Boy, what do you think?"

Chen Yuyang still straightened his back and smiled and said, "If you want to fight, I will fight!"

Yang Mei suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, okay, okay, come and have a good fight!" hf();
Chapter completed!