Chapter 1980

Sitting on the back of the golden beast as wide as mountains and rivers, overlooking the magnificent scenery, Su Yi frowned and looked like iron.

The river is calm and the mountains are towering.

At present, Su Yi thought of the letter Liu Ruoxi sent to her that day, unconsciously clenched her hands and swallowed the ginseng with a mouthful.

Then, the roaring mountain blew past, Su Yi's eyes sank, sat cross legged, and lightning generally formed mysterious and unpredictable fingerprints, and God's rays rushed out of his body.

The pain seemed to tear naorensheng apart. Su Yi's face changed rapidly, and it was difficult to close his eyes. The Ninja began to operate Hunyuan supreme skill in severe pain.

"Boy, are you really ready to steal the marriage? That's the holy mountain, which even Li Shi can directly destroy! Just go alone?" Iron soul curled his legs, and his dry palm knocked back and forth in the 20th porch.

Su Yi looked forward again, and his mind was always released around.

"With Xuanling divine vein and this mysterious space, it's not difficult to get Ruoxi back. But this time, there are Yutian palace and the armed forces of bawangzong. If the holy mountain is not completely destroyed, it should also be skinned!" Su Yi's eyes were instantly overcast and cold, bright and deep.

The chill in his eyes shot out again, Su Yi stopped talking, and the whole person re invested in healing.

The whole body was shrouded in strange light, and the body was rosy, and it was recovering at a visible speed.

"This boy, this time he only uses forces other than the Legion to deal with the holy mountain. Is there any other idea?" Chi Feihong's old eyes were full of doubts.

Holy mountain, somewhere.

The peaks were shrouded in bright clouds, illusory and ethereal, and the layers of smoke set off like a fairyland.

The peak is full of aura, with rare flowers and Yao grass. The immortal aura is shining, and the heart yearns for it.

The two peaks stand on a thousand feet, and the middle is like a sky axe splitting. The Yellow Mountains are hidden. The magnificent Shengwu hall lies dormant in the middle of the two peaks, and looks like a resplendent screen in the distance.

Shengwu hall is the most mysterious and solemn place to practice martial arts on the holy mountain, and it is also the burial ground of holy emperors and saints for generations. It has always been a non personal disciple, and the mainstay of the holy mountain in the future.

It is said that there are 36 yuan stone veins under the Shengwu hall, which are like palms against the holy mountains.

Therefore, this place is full of aura all the year round, and the martial artist is in it, so he is soaked in the curd jade cream. He has an unspeakable sense of happiness and comfort, and his cultivation is more efficient with half the effort, which is no less than those magical secret places and dangerous places in the world.

Today's Shengwu hall is full of people and uproar. All the large powerful sects and princes in Zhongzhou are gathered here.

Shengwu Dabi should have been carried out in the second year of the emperor's fall, but it was delayed by the saint for more than 20 years.

As the top force in Zhongzhou, it has been keeping low profile in recent years. It was only after the great sage son developed and grew that it made a lot of noise in Tianman mainland.

Many guests, before waiting for the start of the holy mountain Dabi, are looking up at the heaven and earth, casting solemn and respectful eyes towards the Holy Land in their hearts.

As soon as the new holy emperor comes out, Zhongzhou will go further on the road to join the aristocratic family, so the forces attached to the holy mountain must make further progress!

Everyone knows that holy mountain, which competes with Tianlong sect secretly, will be reborn!

"Ouch!"

The golden haze was all over the sky, and groups of spirit birds and flying animals swirled in the auspicious cloud, and the animal pupil was covered with overflowing golden light.

Between the high mountains, towering peaks plunge into the sky. They are all full of people, stretching their necks, and eager in their eyes.

The only people who are qualified to enter the holy martial arts hall and can watch the holy mountain Dabi with their own eyes today are the noble guests of the holy mountain, their own disciples and elders, and others are not in the ranks.

Therefore, the remaining holy mountain disciples can only stand on their own peak and overlook today's holy mountain Dabi.

Fortunately, the holy mountain has equipped each peak with a huge flow shadow stone, which makes many people who have no chance to see the birth of the new holy emperor realize their wishes.

In front of the Shengwu hall, the first guests greeted each other, and with the arrival of a team of people, everyone cast their eyes away.

"Look, that's the Mancheng Liu family, the father of the new saint!"

"Nine saints are saints? Hey, no, I heard that she has been engaged to that madman Su Yi since she was a child?"

"Shh!" A guest stared, then looked at Liu Zongyuan and others, and lowered his voice.

"In the holy mountain, you dare to mention that person's name. Don't you want to live?"

"I heard that the man disappeared from the Tianfeng qualifying battle and hasn't come out yet!"

"So, Liu Ruoxi probably can't wait. He hurried to the new holy emperor!"

With all kinds of words, the visiting guests saluted Liu Zongyuan and his party with their eyes frozen.

In the Shenjian gate, situ Liuyun led a group of elders in the gate in front of the Shengwu hall. When he saw Liu Zongyuan coming, his eyes showed displeasure.

"Liu Ruoxi loves Su Yi so much, how can she promise to be this holy master!" A woman with an orange veil was shaking her delicate body, and her strength was about to burst out.

Situ Liuyun walked towards Liu Zongyuan with big steps, bowed his hands and greeted. Standing beside the orange veil woman, one was su kuangge, and the other was elder Gu Suxin, whispering.

Gu Suxin was graceful and dignified. He climbed his long black hair behind his head high, graceful and noble. His moth eyebrows frowned slightly, and Su hand gently hit Mu Yao.

"Today is Saint Bobby, just watch!"

Under the orange yarn, the flawless Mu Yao's pupils seemed to exude light, twisted her waist, pursed her mouth and said, "Su Yi hasn't got a result yet. Is she so eager to marry Ruoxi? I! I'm not worth it for that little lecher!"

"Ouch!"

With a mighty roar, 108 golden unicorns opened their mouths and burst into a roar that shook the world.

The huge animal body was submerged in the misty mist, the animal roared constantly, its limbs slapped on the ground, and the fierce sonic boom rang through the sky.

Obviously, the entire Shengwu hall has a terrible space restriction, and even under such a movement, it is still motionless.

All the guests, including Shenjian gate and the Mancheng Liu family, are looking forward to the holy mountain Dabi!

An old man dressed in a golden Xuanwen wide robe walked out of the Shengwu hall first, and two teams of men rushed out behind him. They were the elders of the first sect of the great sage and the elders of the first sect of the five saints, who faced each other and did not yield to each other.

The old man's eyebrows are high, like the carving of mountains. Two deep wrinkles appear in the middle of his eyebrows, giving people a huge pressure that they can't help but look up to. His silver hair moves with the wind. His cold eyes look around the audience, and only listen to the sound of mountains and tsunamis.

"Good morning, elder Duanmu!"

"Have you seen elder Duanmu!"

As soon as everyone saw the old man, they all showed their eyes and dared not move.

The person who came was the chief elder of Shengwu hall, Duanmu xiongtu, and an authoritative figure in the martial arts guidance of all holy mountain disciples.