Chapter 4309

Time is also a kind of destiny!

Destiny is the way, the way of heaven, who in this world dares to practice the way of heaven.

The figures shouted by Mozun suppressed Wei Ping and Zhang Wen, even if Dai Yong and the others joined, they were not their opponents.

At a critical moment, a figure rushed into the chaotic battle.

Xiong Da, this big bear who inspired the blood of monsters, he joins the battle, does not represent the Xiong family, this is his personal behavior.

Mozun looked at the battlefield, only feeling in his heart that he was insulted again.

He is the bridegroom today, the man Xiong Chongyan married, but her clansmen are standing in their own hostile camp, isn't it ironic?

However, something even more ironic is happening!

Mei Shan, beside the Seventh Princess Yan Weiwei, saluted Yan Weiwei and rushed to the battlefield. He was the royal guard, but he stood on the opposite side of the royal family.

Mozun felt that these people were crazy. Isn't it funny that so many people want to make enemies of the royal family for one Chen Ping?

Among all the guests who came to this big wedding, there was another person from the royal family, but his status was not as high as the Seventh Princess Yan Weiwei and the Eighth Prince.

Although he is also the emperor's uncle, this emperor's uncle is also a waste.

Uncle Yan Qingxuan, his son died at the hands of Chen Ping, this hatred was nothing to him, what he really wanted was luck from Chen Ping.

It's a pity that he planned to kill Chen Ping several times, but all failed. A year ago, Chen Ping appeared in the Diancang Mountain area, and he also sent people there, but Chen Ping disappeared before he had a chance to do it.

Losing any trace of Chen Ping, Yan Qingxuan was very disappointed. He came to his nephew's wedding in person because he knew that the Eighth Prince Mozun and Chen Ping's grievances could be seen with his own eyes. However, marrying his nephew would also allow him to find some psychological comfort.

"Nephew, let me help you!"

At this time, Yan Qingxuan also showed his ape's teeth. The Eighteen Vajras around him were all at the alchemy realm, and even he himself was at the peak of the alchemy realm.

At this time, if he joins this melee, he will definitely be able to change the situation in an instant!

However, just as he shot, a voice came from mid-air.

"go back!"

This voice shocked everyone!

Yan Qingxuan was only touched by the aftermath of the sound, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked in the mid-air in horror, where there was a phantom of the soul slowly condensing.

The phantom of the soul, this is the unique method of the strong in the gathering of gods!

In the imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty, there were several god-gathering powerhouses, and these powerhouses were the kind who would not show up for decades or hundreds of years.

Therefore, many people were shocked and curious about the appearance of the phantom of the soul.

Until, this phantom completely emerged.

"Meet Emperor Qin!"

Countless figures knelt down!

The phantom of Emperor Qin's soul appeared in the air like this, and even those people on the battlefield stopped.

Facing the god-gathering powerhouses, they can't even count as ants.

The phantom of Emperor Qin's soul sighed lightly and said, "No shots are allowed if you are above the seventh level of the Pill Gathering Realm!"

After saying this, Emperor Qin looked at Mozun. This descendant of the Yan family that he once valued was completely useless.

"The dignity you lost, you need to get it back by yourself. Don't forget, your surname is Yan!"

After Emperor Qin finished speaking, his phantom of the soul slowly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.