The First Immortal of the Heavens

At this moment, Liu Zhen was full of cheers and noise.

They survived a catastrophe.

They were even more amazing to see that a goddess actually shook the saint with a boundless realm without falling to the wind, and even went to the nine heavens to fight.

This undoubtedly gave Bing Yuyan a reputation in the West Desert, and was destined to become famous in the West Desert.

The approval of Yan Donghuang, the second most powerful saint of the Chiyan Dynasty, caused even greater noise.

"With a sword flying immortal, a saint is hard to beat, and the number one in southern Xinjiang is qualified to become the number one in the history of the vast world, the number one in the world."

This statement is destined to cause a greater sensation.

Only Bing Yuyan nodded indifferently and returned to the stronghold.

Yan Donghuang raised his eyebrows slightly, and the dignified saint was actually ignored. This was something that had never happened before. He also landed in Leng Daotian's stronghold.

His gaze swept across, and he had a slight impression of Leng Daotian, and none of the others knew him, but he knew that the youngest Holy Land Lord in history was in the room.

"Sacred Lord, can you come out and see you?" Yan Donghuang said.

This opening made the other people present frown secretly, making it clear that they are holding their own identity, and also disrespectful of Zhang Yang, who is still far from the level of the saint.

Demon Sword rolled his eyes, this was really giving him a knife to cut it.

As he had expected, an indifferent voice came from the room.

"Is the Chiyan Dynasty trying to give this holy master a reasonable explanation? Okay, then please tell me."

This attitude made Yan Donghuang a little uncomfortable.

If he were to change to another person, he would have slapped him a long time ago, letting the other party know that he must respect the saints, especially his top saints who oppress the land of West Desert.

The problem is that Zhang Yang is the Holy Lord, and also the Holy Lord of the Holy Land where the saint Shaku Shinichi, who is famous in the vast world, is located. He is an invincible saint who sits on an equal footing with the Saint Xingyan.

Yan Donghuang said lightly: "This incident is unexpected, we will find out the truth."

"Ha ha."

Public laughter with sarcasm came from the room.

Yan Donghuang's expression was slightly cold.

"I, the Lord of the Great Forest, I was invited by you. When I first arrived, I was attacked by a saint. If there were people beside me who could fight and have been dead for a long time, you, as the host of the Chiyan Dynasty, not only did not perform your duties, but you were actually a pair. The way I don’t care about it, it’s very good, it’s really good. This saint master strongly suspects that the saint who attacked this saint is related to you. Otherwise, why don’t you chase after Yan Donghuang?”

"Now this holy lord strongly suspects your motive for inviting this holy lord to come, and doubts about your true intentions of the Chiyan Dynasty’s so-called grand event. If there is no clear answer, this holy lord will return immediately and come back to Chiyan Dynasty one day. Find out this personally!"

At the end of his speech, his tone was very angry, showing strong dissatisfaction.

Yan Donghuang looked at the other people, only to realize that these people seemed to be very upset, and they were dissatisfied with him, the top saint of the West Desert.

"Humph!"

Who he is, he is the second saint of the Chiyan Dynasty, but the saint standing in the clouds, coming in person, he thinks that he has given face, and he still has such an attitude towards him.

Yan Donghuang waved his hand, stepped out and left.

This gesture made Yao Jianyi angry.

"What do you mean, it doesn't put us in the eye at all."

"To bully too much!"

"They arranged a small Tong Lieyang to send the invitation letter, and it really didn't respect us."

"It seems that people think that if we walk out of the Starfall Mountain Range, our strength will not be in their eyes."

A group of people are very unhappy.

Zhang Yang sneered.

He wanted to see what the Chiyan Dynasty was like.

They don't leave, just stay here.

In just a moment, a man of great power came surrounded by a group of people.

He is full of extravagance, and he is very prestigious.

The person outside the door said loudly: "Yan Chi Huo, please see the Reckless Holy Lord."

The publicity inside the door was cold.

Yan Chihuo, the prince of the Chiyan Dynasty, and the prince about to succeed.

According to the rules of the Chiyan Dynasty, after a century of aspirations, the crown prince will succeed to the throne.

In other words, this is the quasi-emperor, much closer to the throne than the prince Yue Guilong.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes slightly and made no response.

The people in the courtyard also looked for places to sit down, as if they had not heard of it, they knew that at this time, everything must be publicized to decide what to do.

There was a slight commotion outside.

Someone murmured, saying that the air was too big.

Some people were dissatisfied, thinking that they would not be given face to Chi Yan Dynasty.

It was the prince Yan Chi Huo, who was always calm, and said again: "Yan Chi Huo is late. Please forgive me, the Holy Master is invited to the meeting. The arrangement is improper and even gives the culprits a chance to attack. It is Chi Yan Dynasty. After that, Yan Chihuo made an oath here to capture the murderer and hand it over to the Holy Master to swear."

"To express my apologies, here is a meteor pendant made by the first saint of my dynasty. If there is a saint's attack, you can counterattack and guard it yourself. I beg the Lord to accept it."

This attitude is obviously much better than Yan Donghuang.

The posture is also lowered.

The people in the courtyard looked towards the room.

It's still quiet inside.

There was another dissatisfaction outside and was stopped by Yan Chihuo.

After a while, Zhang Yang’s voice sounded again: “It’s really funny. The Chiyan Dynasty really didn’t put my holy lord in its eyes. Arrange for an invitation from Tong Lieyang. If something goes wrong, a saint will pay back. Give a Gao Lengqian, now we will arrange another prince to send it away, ha ha, that’s great."

Yan Chihuo quickly explained.

However, Zhang Yang did not respond.

He directly took out the spiritual sacred stone and closed up.

In the Falling Star Mountain Range, since the Battle of Tongtian Mountain, all kinds of unlucky and entangled things have prevented him from making time to practice.

This time, he decided to take the opportunity to break through.

During this retreat, the aura of the spiritual holy stone permeated, and everyone knew immediately.

Retreat, no see!

Resolute attitude.

Yan Chihuo sighed, bowed and retired.

Some people who followed him whispered their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

In the courtyard, a sword slammed Liu Zhen, directly causing the muttering person to be struck by lightning, surging blood, and almost vomiting blood.

These people just shut up, but each is dissatisfied, a gesture of anger that dares to be arrogant in their territory.

Yan Chihuo sternly scolded, no one got angry just now.

The prince left quickly, and came back quickly, that is, just over an hour before coming in a hurry.

This time, I brought two Immeasurable Consummation, begging to see you outside the door.

This time, Bing Yuyan waved his hand and the courtyard door opened.

The three came in.

Bing Yuyan said faintly: "The Holy Lord is in retreat and will not see anyone for the time being. If the prince is in a hurry, you can go back first."

Yan Chihuo looked at the room in amazement, sensing the aura of agitation in it, with a dazed and bitter smile on his face, finally turning into helplessness.

This is a face slap.

Does he stay?

Then I don't know when to leave the customs, why wait three or five days, or even longer?

Don't stay?

Isn't that because people directly believe that they have no sincerity and leave without entering the imperial capital. What reputation does it leave them? In particular, he still hosted this grand event.

This is a problem for him.

Yan Chihuo showed the ability to respond to occasions. He asked a Boundless Ma to step forward and said a few words in a low voice.

The immeasurable left hurriedly.

Not long afterward, Immense Return, accompanied by Prince Yueguilong of Lengyue Dynasty, as well as Gu Qianmu, Liuyuewu, Gu Jianyun and others.

Yan Chihuo clasped his fist and said, "Brother Yue, please."

Yue Guilong smiled and said, "Brother Yan is polite, Brother Zhang has always been kind, and I don't think it will be too embarrassing to Brother Yan."

But he didn't notice that Bing Yuyan's eyes flashed coldly when she looked at him, and she always suspected that Yueguilong was the murderer behind the Lingsheng Stone Mine.

Yueguilong called loudly.

The publicity of the retreat in the room also stopped, and there was a reason why he made such difficulties.

One is to let the people of Ximo land know, don't take young people as the holy master.

One asks Chi Yan Dynasty to pay attention to their business, otherwise the saints will be attacked just after this time, God knows whether the Chi Yan Emperor will attack and kill the Saints one after another.

He exhaled foul air and moved his body. His retreat for less than three hours actually allowed him to break through one after another, stepping into the third level of the Open Heaven realm in one go.

This is what he is very satisfied with, especially his satisfaction with the Yuehua Sacred Stone, which is more effective than thousands of spiritual stones.

Zhang Yang went out.

Yan Chihuo quickly apologized again and sent five meteor pendants that could prevent the saints from attacking.

This is one per person.

Demon Jian said with emotion: "Kingshen is Kengshen. It is estimated that my fate of a century-old thug is inevitable, I want to cry!"