Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang arrived at the top of Tianyin Mountain, carrying a long jade box on his back.

The entrance of the martial art has been opened, and many maids in fresh and elegant clothes are welcoming the monks who come to observe the ceremony and participate in the election meeting.

Shen Lang was also led by a pretty maid to the square on the main peak of Tianyin Mountain.

The square has a radius of tens of thousands of meters, and the ground is covered with special white spar, which is gorgeous and bright.

Looking around, the square is full of seats, and the arrangement is almost like an open-air auction venue.

The first two rows of seats are white jade, and are dedicated seats for Mahayana monks.

The maid led Shen Lang to the front seat, and Shen Lang found a place to sit down at random and let the maid leave.

He arrived early, and the people around the square were sparse, chatting with each other in groups.

Shen Lang didn't want to reveal his identity, and simply closed his eyes in his seat to rest his mind. In this way, even unfamiliar monks would not come up to disturb him.

Not long after he sat down, the young man in white robe also came to the front seat and sat down not far from Shen Lang.

Like Shen Lang, the white-robed youth began to close his eyes and rest.

Shen Lang couldn't help but glanced at the white-robed youth. It was not because of anything else. He felt that the aura in the white-robed youth was too violent and powerful, which made his blood spirit immortal body feel a little dangerous inexplicably.

The white-robed youth seemed to feel Shen Lang's gaze. He also opened Dan Feng's eyes and glared at Shen Lang fiercely. There was an astonishing suffocation and chill in his phoenix eyes, as if to warn himself not to go too far. Look.

Shen Lang hurriedly withdrew his eyes, thinking this is really weird.

Although this person has only the cultivation base of the early Mahayana, he feels extremely dangerous. It is better not to provoke him.

Shen Lang was too lazy to think too much, and continued to close his eyes and rest his mind, waiting for the start of the election meeting.

A little bit of time passed.

There were more and more monks in the square. At first, those who were there were the rare casual cultivators in Linlang City and Canglan City, and they basically came to observe the ceremony.

Whether it was Zhong Wangu and Tenglong who married away Fairy Lingyin, they all needed to give gifts, and this aspect was still worth giving.

"The Deputy City Lord of Linlang City is here!"

With a high-pitched voice, the surrounding square suddenly became quiet.

I saw Linlang City Vice-City Master Zhong Wangu, leading all 20 Linlang City Palace Masters to the scene, which was extremely pompous.

Zhong Wangu has devoted considerable effort this time to the election of his son-in-law. In order to prove his sincerity, today not only brought generous gifts, but also called most of Linlang City's palace masters over to support himself.

Shen Lang only glanced at it and found that Yin Chen and Xue Kui were also there, and Master Mingshan didn't seem to be here.

Zhong Wangu brought many Mahayana palace masters to the front of the square and said loudly: "This is a rare event in the God Burial Desert. Let everyone gather together. Today, regardless of whether Linlang City and Canglan City are grudges, we support Zhong. Someone, Zhong will remember it in his heart, and everyone will be good friends in the future!"

"sure!"

"I'm waiting to support Vice City Lord Zhong!"

"Haha, Wang Zhong, deputy city lord, can embrace the beauty."

Many casual cultivators in Linlang City responded to Zhong Wangu. They usually mix in Linlang City, so they naturally want to say something nice.

Some of the casual cultivators in Canglan City unexpectedly responded to Zhong Wangu.

In fact, in order to achieve his goal, Zhong Wangu did not hesitate to buy some Canglan City loose repairs and let them support himself in the election meeting.

"Oh, Vice City Lord Zhong is really in good spirits today!"

A high-pitched taunt came from outside the square, and Young City Lord Tenglong of Canglan City led a large number of Palace Lords of Canglan City to the square quickly.

Tamron is sturdy, wearing gray armor, and his skin is covered with black scales, looking very ugly.

He is not a human monk, but a demon cultivator. His body is a sub-inferior true spirit named "Ancient Dragon", inheriting a trace of the weak blood of a real dragon alien, and his strength is not weaker than Zhong Wangu.

Tamron also brought more than twenty palace masters of Canglan City.

Right in front of the square, two waves of monks faced each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Tenglong glanced at Zhong Wangu and sneered: "Zhong Wangu, you just keep talking. Don't think I didn't know that you bought some of my Canglan City's casual repairs, such a despicable behavior, I am embarrassed to promote it here."

Zhong Wangu gave a dry smile and said, "Today's election meeting is a happy event in Tianyin Mountain. Young City Lord Tenglong is so rude, and he is not afraid to spoil the atmosphere?"

"That's also your first bad atmosphere! This election conference is not the place where you will give a speech. The Saintess and Fairy Lingyin will only choose your son-in-law based on your own subjective judgments. What use is it for you to confuse the crowd?" Tenglong said angrily. .

Zhong Wangu sneered: "At least Master Saint and Fairy Lingyin can see my sincerity. Tamron, I am too lazy to hit you, I don't think Fairy Lingyin will see you as an ugly monster. If you are you, you must go first. The whole Rong will come again to attend the election meeting."

"you!"

Tenglong's face was blue, and his forehead was violent.

"Why, do you still want to do it? Come on, come on, hit me!"

Zhong Wangu looked at Long Teng with provocative eyes, and pointed his forehead with his finger: "Come here, fight here!"

The whole body of Tenglong Qi was trembling, and he wanted to really go up and collect the clock forever, but reason told him that he couldn't get caught.

Zhong Wangu was deliberately provoking himself. Once he really started to act first, he would destroy the son-in-law election meeting, be disrespectful to Tianyin Saintess, and marry Lingyin Fairy would be completely blown.

at this time.

"Dear friends, please sit quietly!"

A sweet sound like a silver bell suddenly rang in the sky.

A female sister with white clothes and white hair descended from the sky and fell in front of the square.

The white-haired nun is dignified and demure, holding an emerald green harp in her right hand. Although her appearance is not beautiful, it gives a sense of spring breeze.

"I have seen the saint!"

Zhong Wangu and Tenglong immediately bowed to the white-haired female sister with a fist.

The white-haired woman in front of her was the Tianyin Saintess of the Tianyin Mountain Sect. Behind her was five Tianyin Mountain Middle Mahayana elders.

"I have seen the saint!"

The monks around the square also got up and saluted the Tianyin Saintess.

In order to pretend, Shen Lang hurriedly got up and saluted the Tianyin Saintess like everyone else.

Only the white-robed young man from the Tianfeng tribe remained silent, he was still closing his eyes and rested, and a wave of resentment seemed to be suppressed between his eyebrows.

"This palace knows that Linlang City and Canglan City are very unsolvable, but today is my son-in-law election meeting in Tianyin Mountain. I also ask you to restrain your emotions and refrain from disputes. It is also considered to be a face to this palace. Before the election of the son-in-law, please sit down in your seats and wait for a while."

Goddess Tianyin said calmly.

"Let the saint laugh."

Zhong Wangu clasped his fists and led all the palace owners back down and sat in the front seat.

Tenglong and the other Palace Lords of Canglan City also clasped their fists and retreated, looking for seats in the front row by themselves.

"Let's listen to this song, everyone." The Tianyin Saintess face was not disturbed, and she began to pluck the harp in her hand.

The euphemistic and continuous sound of the piano sounded around the square, as if flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, comfortable and comfortable.

Hearing the sound of the piano, the monks only felt that their hearts became quiet and peaceful in an instant.

Tamron's anger and murderous aura also slowly disappeared, and he secretly declared himself surprised.

Only Shen Lang's complexion changed drastically. The piano music of the Heavenly Voice Saintess is just like the seven fairy sounds played by Le Feier!