Today's Wuji Holy Land is decorated with lights and colors.

The red silk and white snow complement each other, presenting a lively and grand festive atmosphere.

The highly anticipated ceremony of the Holy Son's enthronement came after all.

The disciples who welcomed the guests gathered in front of the mountain gate early in the morning, but the scene was very deserted.

Except for Mu Jingchen, Luo Chen, Lu Changge and other few people, they arrived in advance.

Huang Wuji, Feng Qingjue and others just sent a congratulatory gift.

Even these disciples of the Holy Land only come to congratulate him on behalf of themselves.

No other value guests are visiting.

This makes people feel bored and sad.

Although the news was announced early and the invitation was sent widely, it turned out that no one took their Wuji Holy Land seriously.

"The Holy Land of Shenyin, the Holy King of Tiandu is here, why don't you welcome him quickly?"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the distance, and a huge flying sword broke into the air like lightning, and appeared in front of the mountain gate with a huge holy power.

"Holy King?"

"Come to the Holy Land of God Hidden?"

Those disciples who welcomed the guests were a little confused for a moment.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the Shenyin Holy Land and their Wuji Holy Land has always been very bad. It is said that it is a hatred formed by ancestors. Fights and even fights have occurred between saints and disciples of all generations.

If they hadn't been united and fought against the Demonic and Demon Clan, they would have probably started a war with each other.

However, no one expected that the first major force to come was the Holy Land of Shenyin.

"My younger generation, Fu Xiu, welcome the Holy King."

Elder Fu Xiu, who was still welcoming the guest, reacted quickly and hurriedly stepped forward to see him.

The Holy King of Tiandu just nodded lightly, without even saying a word, with a cold and majestic face.

However, a man in brocade robe next to him stood up at this moment and threw a wooden box at Elder Fu Xiu.

"This is a gift to your Son, take it."

The man in the brocade robe had a proud posture, a sneer, and had a face of giving.

However, when Elder Fu Xiu opened the wooden box and was about to register, he found that it was just an ordinary stone inside.

"This guy looks down on people too much!"

"Who did he think he was?"

Several welcome disciples on the side also saw it, and were stunned and extremely angry.

"Shh... I recognize him. He is one of the top true disciples of the Shenyin Holy Land, known as the Little Sword Saint!"

"What? He is the person who is known as the Little Sword Saint?"

"I heard that this man once entered the chaotic territory of the Northern Wilderness and killed 108 powerful people on the Shenyin Killing Order in a row, including many powerful semi-saints, who are extremely powerful!"

"Hiss... I can also sense the strength of the sword intent on him, and I'm afraid it's much stronger than Senior Brother Hua and Senior Sister Lei!"

After recognizing Mu Qing, everyone was shocked.

"Haha, I'm sorry, we people in the Holy Land of God have always been realistic and pay attention to the matching of all things. What kind of people should naturally be matched with what kind of gifts!"

Mu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, not obeying the aggrieved and angry gazes of the disciples of the Wuji Holy Land.

"you……"

Everyone became even more angry.

This means that Su Chen is a worthless stone and a waste.

Although many of them don’t know Su Chen very well, they are the sacred sons of their Wuji Holy Land after all.

If the Holy Son is a waste, then aren't they even worse than waste?

"Sorry, I'm just telling the truth."

However, Mu Qing just sneered at the eyes of everyone who wanted to kill, even with a hint of complacent look.

"Enough!"

Elder Fu Xiu suppressed the anger in his heart and stopped the angry people.

After all, today is a grand event in the Wuji Holy Land, so he still thinks that harmony is the most important thing.

"I hope this Shengzi Su will give us a sigh and stop looking down on us!"

"I think Mu Qing's visitor is not good, so the Holy Son is afraid it will be difficult for him to deal with it, right?"

Everyone's anger could not dissipate for a long time, and at the same time felt helpless.

Moreover, except for the Holy Land of God Hidden, no other powerful people from the Holy Land came, which made people even more sad.

But the fellow comrades from the Holy Land did not come, and a demon cloud filled with fierce aura was surrounded by a group of powerful demons coming.

"What? I, the Demon Dao, came to congratulate the Holy Son of Wuji. Isn't it good to keep people out like this?"

"What's more, we have an invitation letter!"

People in the Demonic Way are equally arrogant.

However, the gift given was not that bad, at least much better than the Holy Land of Shenyin.

Elder Fu Xiu didn't say much, but sent someone to welcome them in.

However, the more majestic ones are still behind.

The great saint of the demon clan came in person, not only without any superficial etiquette, but also had murderous aura, as if he was here to make trouble.

They don't have any gifts.

He even said that if he could come, he would give him enough face to the Wuji Holy Land.

"Haha, it's almost dead. What's the point of asking for a gift?"

A young man from the demon clan sneered, his gloomy face was full of cold murderous intent.

This straightforward clamor was simply a provocation.

But Elder Fu Xiu still didn't say much, but just greeted them in with a cold face.

Before he came, he was told by Saint Feiyu that no matter who comes today or what he does, he would greet him with courtesy.

Although he didn't understand it very much, he thought that he had the Holy Lord in charge, so he didn't worry too much and just did his job well.

However, with the arrival of these uninvited guests, everyone was exhausted except for being full of anger.

Just as they were about to end the game, someone rushed over from afar.

"On behalf of the Saint of Yuhua, I wish the Saint of Wuji to be successful in the Great Way, and I would like to offer this treasure to help him!"

Although the visitor had a cold face, he was polite and had some praise in his words, which was completely different from those who had been before.

The four big words "Saint of the Feather" attracted everyone's attention and curiosity.

"The Saint of Eagle actually sent someone to come. Did you know Su Chen before?"

"Who knows? But this Saint of Feathering is very mysterious, and it is said that it has a superb talent. The Saint of Feathering is the strongest holy place in the East Continent. We must not neglect it."

Everyone suddenly became energetic.

After Elder Fu Xiu thanked him, he opened the gift box and the dazzling divine light rushed into the sky. A divine aura filled the sky, and a divine aura seemed to appear clearly.

"What is that?"

Even the powerful men from all sides who had just entered turned around and looked at the shock in their eyes.

"The Immortal Medicine is the Immortal Medicine!"

The head of the Tiandu Holy King, who had been paralyzing, exclaimed, and the flesh on his face was trembling violently, and his eyes were full of green light.

The other people were similar to him, and their eyes were full of passion and greed.
Chapter completed!