The First Immortal of the Heavens

The Chiyan Emperor is now in the most boiling state, everyone is paying attention to the holy war in the sky, even if most people can’t see it, but it does not prevent them from paying attention, especially the West Desert is the most powerful. Two of the three saints fight together.

Compared with the enthusiasm outside, Bitian Pavilion seemed very quiet.

After returning, even Yueguilong couldn't help but want to ask Zhang Yang what he was doing, whether he needed some preparations, and a few saints to come to help, even if this might be detrimental to Lengyue Dynasty.

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "It's okay, go to practice soon, the Sacred Heart Orb is in your hand, you can retreat with Chi Yingtian to help him completely smelt the holy sword as soon as possible, don't pay attention to other things, remember, if someone wants to contact you What I said, you shirk it and ignore it."

Yue Guilong returned to the Zitian Pavilion next door with a question mark on his face.

When he left, he was still puzzled.

Fortunately, Leng Daotian and Hu Xiaofeng are very calm tempered, and they endure without asking.

Demon Sword One, who liked to dig into the roots the most, had no intention of worrying about the others because of the influence of the third eye, so he returned to his room with a solemn expression and continued to study the third eye.

Qing Niu was okay, just slumbering and continuing to digest his own income, no one noticed his existence.

"We should also take a few days off." Zhang Yang said to Bing Yuyan, "Your Ice Soul Sacred Scroll, thoroughly research it before leaving the customs."

Bing Yuyan said "um" and entered his next door.

For her, it is indeed necessary to retreat.

Not only the Ice Soul Sacred Scroll, but also tonight’s actions brought her too strong feelings, especially when he was continuously hindered from returning, Zhang Yang actually killed him again. This boldness and courage gave Bing Yuyan a great touch. She seemed to realize something.

As for publicity.

He sat in the hall with a big horse and looked at the door with a smile.

It's quiet all around.

After a while, Yan Donghuang walked in.

He stood still at the door.

Zhang Yang looked at him without saying a word, smiled, got up, and went back to his room.

Yan Donghuang turned around and stood still at the door.

Not long after, Yan Mengqing arrived with the two maidservants. Seeing Yan Donghuang guarding the gate, she couldn't help but feel confused and shocked. Then she suddenly figured it out.

"Ancestor."

"Go back, he won't see you."

"I don't, I, I..." Yan Mengqing gritted her teeth, very unwilling.

Yan Donghuang looked at this most beloved junior with pity, and said: "You are excellent, but you have to understand that some people need to be treated with sincerity, otherwise even friends will not be able to do it."

Yan Mengqing's beautiful face turned white immediately, she bit her lip, and after a long time, said: "My ancestor, I want to wait here."

Yan Donghuang sighed and said nothing.

Night, hazy.

With the end of the Jihad in the Nine Heavens, Jin Wudi retreated with anger and unwillingness. The Chiyan Emperor returned to the past hustle and bustle, and then slowly returned to calm. The lights adorning the Emperor's capital gradually went out. Finally, Return to the darkness.

People have fallen asleep.

In the living room of Bitian Pavilion, Yan Mengqing looked outside in confusion.

Yan Donghuang was already hidden in the dark, so he didn't need to show it outside.

Charming and slender are by the side, and they dare not say anything easily. They know that when the princess is meditating, they must not be disturbed.

The dusk faded.

The white belly of the oriental fish, full of color, once again covered the Chiyan Imperial Capital.

Silence returned to the noise.

However, Yan Mengqing knew that when the first ray of sunlight penetrated here today, it meant that today was bound to be a day of publicity.

A legend will officially kick off his prelude in the West Desert.

A month's time, miraculous performance, enough to change the pattern of the entire West Desert.

The man was upstairs, but he never showed up here.

She rubbed her forehead.

Seeing the first one to come by, it was the saint son Yun Tianhuang who returned to the Holy Land.

He obviously already knew what happened last night.

Seeing Yan Mengqing here, she was a little surprised and said: "The princess came earlier than me."

Yan Mengqing said, "I waited for him here last night."

Yun Tianhuang opened his mouth wide, his face was stunned, and he looked upstairs in silence.

He couldn't believe that Zhang Yang actually let the first beauty of the West Desert land all night and ignored it?

Not to mention the quality, the gentleman is the beauty who can resist Yan Mengqing's peerless beauty, which makes him feel incredible.

"Shengzi wants to see him, so you might as well wait here too." Yan Mengqing said.

Yun Tianhuang smiled and said, "No, no, the princess has been for a long time. It should be the princess who saw her first, and I will find time."

He turned and left, walked to the door, and couldn't help but turn around and said: "The princess said at the banquet last night that someone holding the Phoenix Flame Sacred Sword to propose marriage must agree?"

Yan Mengqing said faintly: "It is the Reckless Holy Master holding the Phoenix Flame Sacred Sword, not someone."

"Hahaha, understand." Yun Tianhuang laughed and left.

Charming and slender suddenly showed intolerance.

Charming even said: "Princess, isn't this exaggerating him too much, princess..."

Yan Mengqing glanced at her with big beautiful eyes.

Charming her face changed drastically in fright, she shut up quickly, not daring to say more.

Before long, someone came again.

The result is the same as Yun Tianhuang.

Within half a day, thirteen groups of people came to seek publicity, all retiring because of Yan Mengqing.

Yan Mengqing sighed and said, "What happened last night has already spread in the West Desert, but I don't know what kind of sensation will happen." She looked upstairs and whispered: "The initiator is in retreat, not taking it seriously. , Say it out, who will believe it, this is all true."

As she said, the entire West Desert was boiling.

The sensational effect caused by the death of the black-robed military master has not ceased, and it may even last for a long time. After all, this deterrent power in the West Desert is really terrible, and the dynasties of the holy land are crazy. Taking the opportunity to dig out the inside line that penetrated one's own side, someone has even dug a big fish, causing a big disturbance.

As a result, the Taixu Dynasty was hit hard last night.

The newly built palace was burned down again.

The five saints were slaughtered.

Jin Wudi was snatched from the Phoenix Flame Sacred Sword in public.

Taixu Emperor Jin Shengtian was beheaded off his left arm.

This explosive news could not be concealed at all. It spread to every corner of the West Desert overnight with lightning speed, and everyone was talking about it.

However, when people discovered that it was the black-robed military division who had done such monstrous things, and even the Southern Frontier War God who launched the Tongtian Mountain War, the sensation caused was even greater.

Some people even deliberately add propaganda, thinking that Zhang Yang is here to break the pattern of West Desert and may establish a new holy land. This has made many people opposed, but it has also made many people agree, because the pattern of West Desert is fixed compared to Nan The land of Xinjiang is still coming.

Naturally, some people mentioned that the first beauty in West Desert put forward the proposal of using the Phoenix Flame Sacred Sword to propose marriage, but this discussion was relatively less, more about what the Holy Land Dynasty would do next?

People are determined, while digging out the traitors lurking around them, while staring at the Taixu Dynasty.

If it is said that the big impact brought by the headless Buddha's slap, the Taixu Dynasty is no longer as invincible as before, so that all the holy land dynasties dare not move.

The death of the black-robed military division gave them ideas again.

So what happened last night directly led to their rebirth impulse, the impulse to go to the Taixu Dynasty, especially when the Taixu Dynasty was furious, and when there was another storm, the sages of the sacred dynasties suddenly appeared. On the boundary of the Taixu Dynasty, there were more than a hundred people this time, and the situation was obvious. It was not fighting for publicity, but they had the idea of ​​taking a shot at the Taixu Dynasty again.

The background of the Taixu Dynasty is too amazing, if you divide them up?

This is the temptation that no one can resist.

However, everyone is still a little afraid.

After all, the Taixu Dynasty had suffered such heavy losses, and it was still so terrifying, which proved its strength.

However, their actions still severely poured cold water on the Taixu Dynasty.

Taixu Emperor Jin Shengtian only realized that Zhang Yang's successive actions in such a frenzy were to grasp the minds of all the sacred dynasties in the West Desert. As long as he dares to move, he will suffer.

The Taixu Emperor with a severed arm smashed everything in the Yushu Pavilion angrily.

In the end, he could only endure his anger and issue orders.

Jin Zhilong, Butian Pavilion!

Jin Zhihu, good luck pavilion!

Jin Liuli, Hunting Pavilion!

In addition, the Emperor's Pavilion of Emperor Taixu Jin Shengtian was handed over to the assassination of the first genius Ye Lang.

All were dispatched to attend the aspiration event.

There is only one requirement.

Punish publicity!