Chapter 235 The Emperor of Heaven comes to the Holy City
The Holy City.
This ancient city is many times larger than the capitals of major countries.
It is so majestic and majestic that if you don’t fly and walk like a mortal, it will take you a whole day and night to pass through the city.
The city is very prosperous.
There are many palaces and wide ancient streets, such as Stone Gambling Square, Immortal Tower, Fengyue Palace, Holy Lord Palace, Demon King Pavilion, everything you want, extremely luxurious, and mortals and monks are mixed together.
But at this moment, no matter whether it is the Immortal Stone Square in the major holy places, or the Immortal Tower, Fengyue Palace, Holy Lord Palace, Demon King Pavilion and other important places in the holy city, there are noisy discussions!
“This Yang Beichen is so bold that it’s hard to describe. He dares to be so arrogant in front of the Holy City!”
“Arrogant, really arrogant. Isn’t he afraid of the major holy places? Are the aristocratic families seeking to settle a score with him? "
"You know, all the major holy land aristocratic families are trying to kill him, and this Yang Beichen will definitely die today!"
In an instant, the Holy City was in an uproar!
Everywhere in the city was shaken!
In history, no one has ever dared to cause trouble in the Holy City. Dragons are lying down, tigers are lying down, and no one is flying in the city. Even the monks strictly abide by the city rules!
From ancient times to the present, no one has ever dared to break the rules!
Because there are many people coming and going in the Holy City, half of them are monks. In a place like this, no one dares to be reckless.
Maybe, if you are not careful, you will knock down a descendant of an ancient family!
If you are more unlucky, you may step directly on the feet of a supreme elder in the Holy Land!
These are not impossible to happen.
Because there are many such people in the Holy City.
But now, there are people who want to suppress the entire holy city with one person. It can be said that it is unprecedented and unprecedented!
The ancient city is huge, the layout is exquisite, and it is very mysterious. Some palaces are even as old as the city.
Next to the bustling streets, from time to time, a palace with a very large area will appear, with carved beams and painted buildings, like a royal palace.
At the same time, there are many palaces and gardens in the city, with magnificent landscapes, majestic towers and magnificent buildings.
But at this moment, all the monks are looking up at the sky!
I saw a tall figure emerging there!
With his hands behind his back, his black hair flowing, he looks majestic and majestic. He steps on the five-color divine light road, like the emperor of heaven coming to earth!
Suddenly, between heaven and earth, purple energy spread for thirty thousand miles!
Boundless, indescribably precious, the purple energy is sacred and inviolable, covering the sky and frightening countless monks!
Purple air coming from the east, misty and vast, has been hailed as an auspicious sign since ancient times, both on the earth and the Beidou.
Purple energy is the energy of peace!
But at this moment, countless monks did not feel the meaning of peace, but felt the boundless killing intent!
You can see that there is a suspended fairy palace emerging there, riding on the billowing purple air, misty and misty.
At this moment, the heaven and earth were dyed with a dreamy purple brilliance, and the surrounding mountains and vegetation were filled with fairyland!
“The Purple Mansion Holy Land is here!”
“According to rumors, Yang Beichen was the one who killed the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion. I am afraid there will be a shocking battle today!”
"The person who came here is evil!"
The arrival of Zifu Holy Land made countless monks inside and outside the Holy City frightened. They did not expect such a coincidence!
Yang Chen announced his arrival on the front foot.
The Holy Land of Zifu has arrived!
At this moment, a purple fairy tower appeared from the Zifu Holy Land, causing countless pedestrians on the road to look up.
Instead of driving a chariot and a divine ship, there is a purple fairy palace, which further highlights the importance of the Zifu Holy Land!
“Zi Mansion, the legendary residence of immortals, this Purple Immortal Palace is a peerless weapon!”
A white-haired old monk sighed, Zi Mansion Holy Land If you dare to take the name of Zifu, you are naturally extremely powerful!
The portal of the Purple Immortal Palace opened, and a dozen women came out surrounded by a young girl. Everyone was dressed in purple, and they were pure and beautiful, untainted by the atmosphere of the world.
But at this moment, the faces of these women were indifferent, and their cold eyes were fixed on Yang Chen.
Especially the purple-clothed girl in the center, her beautiful eyes shined with brilliance, and her eyes looking at Yang Chen were extremely deep.
“Oh my God, is that the rumored Saintess of the Purple Mansion?”
“The Saintess of the Purple Mansion Holy Land has arrived?!”
“It is rumored that she is the innate Taoist The fetus is born with a shortcut, and has the same physique as the founder of the Yaochi Holy Land, Queen Mother Xi!"
Suddenly, a monk exclaimed.
The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion is not very old, only about twenty years old. Her purple clothes are fluttering like a purple fairy flower.
She has a slender figure, a slender waist, lightly dancing hair, shrouded in purple energy, and her stunning appearance is very hazy.
At this moment, my feet are in the void, my eyebrows are shining, and through the purple mist, purple clouds are blooming, which is a little seal.
The girl stood quietly between heaven and earth, looking at Yang Chen calmly, without any killing intent, as if she was one with heaven and earth.
Integrated into Tao and nature.
This made Yang Chen slightly frightened. The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion was indeed an innate Taoist fetus. She was very strong and could not tell the depth at a glance!
Looking at the Saint of Zifu, the Saint of Yaochi felt a little sad.
There is an inexplicable feeling that good fortune is playing tricks on people. Logically speaking, the Saint of Zifu is actually more suitable to become the Saint of Yaochi than she is, because the Saint of Zifu is an innate Taoist fetus!
If you practice the Western Emperor Sutra, you will definitely make great progress with each passing day!
Unfortunately, there is no if.
The face of the Holy Lady of Zifu was shrouded in purple aura, extremely hazy, and her voice was calm and smooth as she said:
"Yang Beichen, Zifu just wants to ask you, is the Holy Son of Zifu dead?" On your hands?”
“Yes.”
Yang Chen did not deny that no matter why the Holy Son of Zifu died, it was true that he died in his hands.
"Zi Mansion Holy Land is not unreasonable, and I don't want to use force to suppress others. I just want to ask why you want to kill the Holy Son of Zi Mansion?" The voice of the Holy Lady of Zi Mansion remained calm.
Yang Chen shook his head and said: "I, Yang Beichen, have done what I have done all my life, why do I need to explain to others?"
In an instant, the eyes of the Holy Lady of the Purple Mansion were so deep and compelling!
She is always in a mysterious state, always one with heaven and earth, as if she can wave the avenue.
The girl’s peerless grace is connected with the Tao.
The world-shaking war is about to break out!
Within the Holy City.
There are powerful people from Beiyuan and royal families from Zhongzhou who live here all year round. At this moment, even some of the top figures in the city have heard Yang Chen's words and remembered his name.
"Why do you need to explain to others!"
"This boy is really a person. No wonder he can reach this point in a mortal body. If he does not die today, he is destined to become a saint in the future. Ancestor, overlooking the ups and downs of the world!"
"What a pity, I am afraid that I will die today!"
Many of the top figures in the Sendai Secret Realm are sighing!
Seeing that Zifu Holy Land was about to take action against Yang Chen, at this moment, another misty voice came from the horizon:
"Yang Beichen, you must come back to Yaoguang Holy Land with me today to give I will explain it to you in the Holy Land of Shaking Light!”
Yao Xi, the Holy Lady of Shaking Light, appeared with unparalleled grace, as beautiful as a pearl. Her beautiful eyes pierced Yang Chen deeply. She was alone but she carried thousands of people with her. The smell of thousands of troops!
"Sister Yao Xi's words are a bit unkind. Our Ji family also wants to invite Yang Beichen as a guest!"
Suddenly, another light voice came!
Ji Ziyue is like an elf in purple, flying over with a smile, followed by Ji Haoyue, the God King.
She is like a purple cloud, floating in the air. Her hair reaches her waist, her skin is as good as snow, and her smile is very cute.
The big eyes are almost bent into a crescent shape, and the small dimples appear, with a bit of playfulness and cunning, reflecting the wisdom of heaven and earth.
As for Ji Haoyue, as her name suggests, she is really like a divine moon, with a faint bright light overflowing from her body.
The Divine King Body is born with a special power that makes people feel like they are facing a god.
"Sister Ziyue..."
Yao Xi smiled very movingly, her slim body was like a piece of sacred jade, glowing with a little glow, looking at Ji Ziyue.
"Sister Yao Xi, long time no see."
Ji Ziyue smiled sweetly.
Ji Haoyue also nodded in greeting and said: "I didn't expect that Fairy Yao also came to the Holy City."
"I came here for the wedding of the God King, and by the way, I captured this little thief who repeatedly provoked me to shake the light of the Holy Land. I'm afraid Brother Haoyue came here for another purpose, right?"
Yao Xi's eyes flashed, and as the Holy Lady of Shaking Light, she also had a charming flavor, and said:
"Your arrival will probably make many people nervous. Once the Divine King Body comes out, many powerful people will retreat." Ji Haoyue shook her head and said: "Yang Beichen can't make people retreat, let alone me. ? If it weren’t for the Ji family behind me, my situation might not be as good as his.”
As soon as these words came out, all three of them fell silent.
......
"The Purple Mansion Holy Land, the Shaking Light Holy Land, and the Huanggu Ji Family are all here. Who else is there now?"
Suddenly, a misty and magnificent light appeared. The voice came!
Yang Chen stepped into the void, looking down at the world, facing Zifu Holy Land, Yaoguang Holy Land, Huanggu Ji Family and everyone else!
Suddenly, the sky became bright and someone was fighting.
The two figures, like two little suns piercing the sky, made the sky tremble, it was extremely fierce!
“It’s the Holy Son of Light. Who is that other person? It’s enough to compete with him!” Ji Ziyue said in surprise.
“With his golden hair and unparalleled fighting power, he should be the Golden-winged Little Peng King of the Demon Clan!”
At this time, Ji Haoyue’s divine king body was shining brightly, and the battle With high spirits, he looked towards the sky, his eyes compelling.
"Saint Son of Yaoguang, King of Golden-winged Peng?"
Yang Chen's eyes were calm. As expected, King of Golden-winged Peng, who was defeated by him, still met with Holy Son of Yaoguang.
However, after the previous failure, the Golden Winged Peng King must have made progress and his strength has exploded.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang is definitely not as easy to deal with as before. At this moment, the two are like two gods fighting.
The sky was shaken and the earth was shattered.
Ji Haoyue was about to fly into the air, but Ji Ziyue grabbed her arm and said, "Don't go."
Those two people are both geniuses, worthy of competing with the God King's body. She didn't want her brother to get involved.
"Yang Beichen, he is really Yang Beichen!"
The Yaochi Saint finally came to her senses from the words that Yang Chen was Yang Beichen, and she thought of a lot in an instant!
Looking at Yao Xi, the Yaochi Saint suddenly said:
"Isn't Fairy Yao worried about Holy Son Yaoguang?"
Yao Xi smiled sweetly and said: "My sister is asking me why I didn't go over to help. If I take action, Yaoguang will definitely refuse. From some kind of In a sense, the Great Emperor Qualification Battle has begun, and he will not ask for my help."
"The Great Emperor Qualification Battle..."
Ji Haoyue's eyes became even brighter.
The divine light on his body was burning like a blazing fire, his eyes were like lightning, looking towards the sky, a golden light passed through the sky.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King of the Tianpeng tribe landed in the distance.
"Yang Beichen, it seems that it's not just me who wants to kill you, but all of you, the Holy Land family of the human race, want to kill you!"
As soon as the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King appeared, he said something The words shocked Ji Haoyue, Yao Xi and others.
"The general is defeated."
Yang Chen chuckled.
"伱!"
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was immediately furious, wishing he could pounce on Yang Chen and kill Yang Chen on the spot.
But my strength doesn’t allow it.
"Today, I will not interfere, but I want to see if you can still laugh after being killed by your own people!"
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King said coldly.
"Is this Yang Beichen?"
At this time, the Holy Son of Light also arrived. After a great battle, his divine power was still as strong as the fire in the divine furnace!
“I didn’t expect that I would pass by Brother Yang that day. It’s really a great regret in my life that I couldn’t have a drink and chat with each other.”
Saint Son Yaoguang looked at Yaochi who was standing side by side with Yang Chen. The saint, after a long time, sighed softly and said.
The implication is that Yang Chen will not survive today!
"Wine and chat? Holy Son Yaoguang, among the many holy sons of the Holy Land family, you are the one I despise the most."
Yang Chen said with a half-smile.
"Why? This seems to be the first time Brother Yang and I have met, right?" Holy Son Yaoguang asked with a smile on his face.
“Because you are too hypocritical. You always wear a mask of hypocrite and fear that you will be the enemy of the whole world. But you don’t know that if you wear the mask for a long time, you will not be able to take it off.”
Yang Chen sighed deeply.
The implication is that the Holy Son of Yaoguang is as timid as a mouse, for fear of exposing his true face and making the world despise him.
Hearing this, Holy Son Yaoguang was still smiling, but a trace of bottomless murderous intent flashed in his eyes!
He must kill this person!
Yang Chenhun didn't care, the Holy Son of Yaoguang lived with his tail between his legs, fearing that he would be the enemy of the whole world, but he looked down upon the world and looked down upon the world. This was the difference between having an invincible mind and not.
"Today..."
Facing the Zifu Holy Land, the Yaoguang Holy Land, and the Huanggu Ji Family, Yang Chen's fighting spirit soared into the sky, and he stood proudly in the audience and said:
"Which other holy land wants to kill me, Yang Beichen?"< br>
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang!
For a moment, it seemed like thousands of troops were galloping!
Dozens of ancient chariots rolled over the sky and rumbled in, making the sky tremble!
"Another Holy Land has arrived!"
"No, more than one!"
"Woo..."
Suddenly, the horn sounded loudly and deafeningly.
The clouds in the sky were shaken away!
Another huge golden warship flew over, hundreds of feet long, dazzling with golden light!
In the sky, huge divine ships crossed the sky, and chariots came one after another, making the sky tremble.
“Dayan Holy Land, Wanchu Holy Land!”
Yao Xi’s beautiful eyes shine with divine light!
At the same time, two pairs of extremely sharp eyes were transmitted from the divine ship and the ancient chariot respectively!
It seems to be able to pierce into people's bones, so powerful that it makes people tremble. The descendants of these two holy places are frightening!
Dayan Holy Land and Wanchu Holy Land have a great background!
The words "Dayan" and "Wanchu" have extraordinary meanings. They are both the oldest holy places in the Eastern Wasteland.
"Brother Yang, Luanyunzhou was a bit frugal that day and couldn't fully enjoy it. Today, Xiang Yifei came here to ask for advice!"
Xiang Yifei's voice came from the divine ship.
"Brother Yang, today, I, the Holy Son Wanchu, also want to ask you for advice to prove the peerless immortality!"
The voice of the Holy Son Wanchu came from the ancient chariot.
“We can fight!”
Yang Chen laughed loudly and was filled with energy!
Suddenly, silently, a Taoist temple appeared, floating high in the sky, with endless Taoist charm.
It seems that it has been standing here since ancient times, and many people did not notice when it appeared.
“Another great holy land is coming!”
Many monks were talking and sighing!
"Families from all the major Holy Lands are here. Today Yang Beichen is doomed to death and has no way out!"
"It is true. No matter how strong Yang Beichen is, he will never be the best. The opponent of the Holy Land Family!”
"In front of these Holy Land families, Yang Beichen is just like an ant, not even a mantis with arms like a chariot!"
(End of Chapter)