Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

What the master said must be true.

So the rabbit spirit named Dingguang just stayed in Jiejiao.

After this little storm.

Hundreds of years passed quickly.

this day.

Above the nine heavens, auspiciousness suddenly rose, and happiness descended from the sky.

The four doors of the ancient demon court were wide open.

Just heard the sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of lottery horns.

See also decorated with lanterns and festoons, and rainbows form bridges.

The light of Zhou Tian's stars is also unsparingly spreading floods.

You must know that even if Heavenly Court has agreed to share the power of Zhou Tianxing and the stars, it has never been so generous.

I saw that the whole prehistoric area was filled with nine-color auspicious light.

Dreamlike, extravagant.

All of a sudden, the entire prehistoric beings were very confused.

Did Tianting take the wrong medicine?

But soon all living beings in the prehistoric world understood what happened.

Donghuang Taiyi's sage's voice swept across the entire prehistoric world.

"Three days later, it will be the wedding day of my eldest brother Tiandi Dijun and Qingluan Linglong."

"All living beings in the wild can come to watch the ceremony."

At the same time that Donghuang Taiyi's holy voice swept across the prehistoric world.

In front of the Dongfu of all parties.

A representative of the demon court sent invitations in person to give these prehistoric powers enough face.

At the same time, it also expresses the meaning of the demon court.

Do you dare to try it?

then.

Soon, streamers flew out from everywhere in the prehistoric world, and flew towards the demon court above the nine heavens.

It doesn't matter the faction, as long as it doesn't appear to be completely tearing apart from the Yaoting.

At this time, they have to go to the demon court to give Di Jun a face.

These prehistoric monks have just arrived near the Demon Court.

I saw streaks of aurora floating around the demon court.

Clouds, mountains and seas of mist, surrounded by fairy air.

The color shines everywhere.

Auspicious according to the eight wastelands.

There are fairies dancing lightly, and colorful cranes flying dexterously.

The celestial maid scattered flowers, and the fairy voice echoed.

Numerous waiters beamed to and fro, preparing for the wedding.

There are also countless heavenly soldiers in sharp clothes, patrolling back and forth.

All the prehistoric monks were shocked by the majesty and style of the demon court, and envied the richness of the demon court.

Treasures of heaven and earth, immortal grass and spiritual roots can be seen everywhere.

Yaozu is really rich.

Di Jun was wearing a golden red robe painted with a three-legged golden crow.

The flames are thirty thousand li behind.

The sky on both sides is nine thousand feet high.

Standing at the head of the Demon Court Hall.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the various prehistoric monks who were constantly gathering in the hall.

The first ones to arrive are naturally those monks with average status and strength.

They didn't dare to offend the Demon Court, so naturally they had to arrive early.

The next thing to come is that the relationship with the demon court is not bad.

Especially those who listened to the sermon together in Zixiao Palace back then.

But there is no Styx here.

Di Jun naturally knew that this was due to his fight with Styx for the Chaos Spirit Treasure and tearing his face apart.

But he didn't care, he just made a note in his heart.

Just at this time.

Suddenly outside the demon court.

There was a loud bang. .

Chapter 177 What?The dragon and phoenix clans are no longer prehistoric beings?

Di Jun's face sank.

Could it be that someone is making trouble?

Witch family?Or what other race?

"Brother, leave it to me. No matter who comes, as long as it makes trouble, I will definitely take it down."

Dong Huangtai's face was as sinking as water.

Not waiting for Dijun's order.

Leave a sound transmission.

The figure flashed.

Instantly appeared at Nantianmen.

far away.

Boom bursts.

It's like a giant beast supporting the sky and the earth is killing the demon court.

The sky roared.

The light leaked out. m. Yunxia is boiling endlessly.

The wind of the spirit turns into a gangster, and it resounds with the roar of the sky.

Pulled up one scream after another.

Anger rose in Dong Huangtai's eyes.

The saint was furious.

Heaven is furious.

"Array!"

The Eastern Emperor gave orders one by one.

The millions of heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavenly court immediately started to move.

Donghuang Taiyi also stood on the top of Nantianmen.

The prestige of a saint is brilliant and prosperous.

A round of golden days unfolded in front of Nantianmen.

The light is endless, and the holy power is boundless.

Millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, clad in strong and sharp, lined up behind.

But in the blink of an eye.

The demon court is ready to face the battle.

The group of prehistoric monks who had just arrived at the Demon Court were all in a daze, not knowing what had happened.

So they ran to Nantianmen to watch.

"Could it be which family wants to fight in the Heavenly Court? Who is so courageous?"

"Could it be the witch clan?"

"Are you out of your mind? The Witches are warlike but never start wars. When have you ever seen the Witches take the initiative to cause trouble?"

"This fellow Taoist is right, but apart from the Wu Clan, who else in this prehistoric world would dare to provoke Heavenly Court?"

Among the speculations of a group of prehistoric monks.

Donghuang Taiyi has already seen the comer.

His face suddenly sank.

The Great Sun Glazed Purifying Fire exploded from his body.

Like a cloak that has been spreading for hundreds of millions of miles.

The majesty of the saint formed a huge icon, standing on top of the demon court.

Protect the entire ancient demon court.

The Eastern Emperor Tai held a mace of Chaos Wutu in one hand.

There are Yin and Yang lamps hanging on the head.

The map of the country and country under the feet unfolds.

When all the monks saw the saint, they all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

They all became nervous.

fog grass.

Is this another saint calling?

All the immortal monks stared at the direction from which the roar came.

want to see.

Who the hell is calling?

After a while.

The roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth was close at hand.

I saw a piece of golden light with fire clouds rising from the direction of the East China Sea.

Quickly came to Nantianmen.

One hundred nine-clawed golden dragons.

One hundred colorful phoenixes.

Arrange in two columns.

Quickly came to Nantianmen.

Among the dragon clan, those who can take on the shape of a nine-clawed golden dragon are all the peak Hunyuan golden immortals.

Among the Phoenix Clan, those who can show seven colors in their original appearance are all the peak Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

"Mistgrass? Aren't the dragon and phoenix clans in decline? Where are these two hundred and three corpse quasi-sage pinnacles?"