People are in fantasy, the daughter of luck in the beginning of the divorce

If it hadn't been for the young girl Zhao Shaoyue's pleading, she would not have softened her heart and brought Wang Yu along.

Because the two are destined, their future achievements will be very different.

One is a fairy in the sky, and the other is a mortal in the earth, there is no possibility of intersection.

"Thank you elder for your kindness. It doesn't matter to me whether I can enter the fairyland of Yaochi or not. I also know myself. As long as I can see that girl Shaoyue is safe, I can rest assured."

"No one can say what will happen in the future."

Wang Yu was very calm when she heard Granny Caiyun say that about herself, not surprised.

How many times has she heard people say that she is a waste?She is immune to these words.

Now, the only thought in her mind is to become stronger, stronger.

She wants to control her own destiny.

Although the world believed that the ancient god body could not be cultivated and could not break through, but these days, she clearly felt fluctuations in her spiritual sea.

Her physique is very special, completely different from the general ancient gods.

"Hey, old woman, this is also for your own good. After a mortal sees the world of monks, sooner or later you will feel unwilling and jealous."

"If you weren't born in the wrong era, with your physique, you are destined to reach the pinnacle."

Seeing that Wang Yu was still stubborn, Granny Caiyun shook her head, as if regretfully saying,

"Shaoyue is destined to become the girl of the sky in the future, with brilliance and brilliance. You are not from the same world."

In fact, when she was on the road, she considered cutting off the world for Zhao Shaoyue.

But he was afraid that if Zhao Shaoyue found out, he would feel bad for her, so he gave up this plan.

"Even if Sister Yu really can't practice in the future, I can protect her and help her find those life-extending medicines so that she can continue her life and live like a monk for a long, long time."

Hearing this, Zhao Shaoyue couldn't help pumping her fists, and said with a very determined and serious expression on her small face.

Wang Yu smiled, couldn't help but patted her head, and said nothing more.

This chariot was very fast, galloping under the starry sky, making a rumbling sound, like a stream of light, falling towards the holy city of Kunlun.

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In the blink of an eye, several days passed, and it was getting closer and closer to the [-]-year-old birthday banquet of the West Queen Mother of Yaochi Wonderland.

The holy city of Kunlun is also becoming more and more lively, it can be called a sea of ​​people.

Many great figures gathered, and the ancient chariots rumbled from all over the sky.

Not to mention ordinary monks, even those disciples of the great sect felt incomparably shocked.

In addition to the big figures of various orthodox forces, many successors and holy sons of the younger generation also showed up one after another, not keeping a low profile, and coming with followers.

These are all invincible young sovereigns who have swept all over the country. They have few rivals in their generation, and they are supported by great teachers behind them.

It can be said that the holy city of Kunlun has been in full swing these days, almost like the beginning of a prosperous age.

At this time, a trembling sound suddenly sounded above the sky.

The divine light is brilliant, and the rays of the sun reflect the thousands of miles of sky, and there is a golden horse surrounded by divine brilliance, pulling a chariot and descending at a very fast speed, galloping across the distant sky, and falling towards the holy city of Kunlun.

Behind this white jade chariot, followed by mighty knights and young arrogances, their auras were so terrifying and powerful that the holy city of Kunlun boiled all of a sudden.

"It's the golden horse of the Jiang family of the hidden fairy clan, and it must be that young adult!!!"

Many of the younger generation are even more excited, as if they have seen the myth of the role model in their hearts.

Because they recognized who the chariot belonged to.

"Sure enough, that one from the Jiang family is here too. I really didn't expect it. This time, Yaochi Wonderland's birthday is really lively..."

Many monks of the older generation looked with amazement on their expressions, full of shock.

For today's Three Thousand Dao Realms, there are basically no monks, and the young master who doesn't know the hermit fairy clan, just being born to be a saint, is overwhelming his peers.

Many young lords who had already come to the holy city of Kunlun before, Qiqi also appeared from the palaces and pavilions at this time.

"It's Young Master Ming Han's mount, he really came!"

A purple-clothed figure with a plain veil appeared on the top floor.

Meimou stared at it closely, full of undisguised admiration.

Zhao Qingya couldn't hide the excitement in her heart, thinking of the many things Su Mingyue had explained to her, she planned to muster up the courage to give it a try.

In another palace, the descendant of the Ancient War God Palace is a young man of medium build, dressed in treasure armor, with a dignified appearance.

Now Ye Shi looked up, his brows were furrowed, revealing deep fear.

He fought against Long Huang, the successor of Wanlong Ridge, and the outcome was tied.

But Long Huang was defeated miserably by Jiang Minghan, the young master of the Hermit Immortal Clan. Judging from the rumors, he didn't even survive a single palm, and then almost lost his life.

This made him extremely apprehensive, and his thoughts of going to Jiang Minghan to learn from each other were gone.

boom! ! !

But at this moment, a horrible aura suddenly appeared in the depths of the Kunlun Holy City, and there were shocking and majestic fluctuations, permeating there.

The endless brilliance soared into the sky, almost breaking through this star field, shaking all monks and living beings.

Then, a burly and tall middle-aged figure rushed out, incomparably heroic, full of divine light, even his battle clothes were shining, like an unrivaled general descended from the heaven.

When he appeared there, his eyes seemed to be like two rounds of brilliant sun, without hesitation, he stretched out his big hand and landed towards the white jade chariot in front of him.

The terrifying momentum seemed to be pouring down from the sky and the earth, making everyone suffocate.

"This……"

"This is... the lord of Kunlun Holy City..."

"Why did he suddenly show up and attack that young master of the Jiang family?"

Watching this scene, many monks couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock and couldn't believe it.

Many monks of the older generation frowned even more, with inexplicable expressions on their faces.

Above the sky, that burly and heroic figure is the Lord of the Holy City of Kunlun.