Chapter 5122

At night, the starry sky shines.

At the foot of the Terran East holy mountain, the largest city, East imperial city!

Today's Terrans are particularly lively, because the first strong man of Terrans, "Beishan axe", is getting married tonight, and the strong men of all ethnic groups are invited to participate in this unparalleled feast.

In the Imperial Palace, countless Terrans are busy everywhere, preparing for the wedding dinner in an hour.

"Wow! Look, it's the saint of the bailing clan!" A Terran teenager, seeing the mixed color bailing Saint wrapped in a snow coat, screamed!

PA!

The old man next to the boy, his eyes wide open, slapped the boy on the head and said in a low voice, "keep your voice down, she's really smart and strong, and she can blow to death in one breath."

After the old man taught the boy a lesson, he made a smile at the saint of the bailing nationality, and took the boy to the imperial palace.

The saint of the bailing nationality, who was surrounded by only two maidens, sighed. She was extremely noble and could compete with the patriarch in the top group bailing nationality. Even the strong of the top group were very polite when they saw her, but now the hairy boys of a people dare to make a noise in front of her.

"The general trend of the Terran is irreversible." This is what the patriarch told her when she came.

Glancing at the large array containing the Tao of heaven around, the saint of the bailing nationality squeezed out a smile on her face and walked towards the human palace.

With the strong people of all ethnic groups taking part in the banquet, the wedding feast is about to open.

In the Imperial Palace, there are now 70% of the strong people of ten thousand families, including the ZuLong of the dragon family and the ghost king of the ghost family. They chat with the strong people around them and wait for the feast quietly.

"Lao long, I have to congratulate you on this feast!" The ghost king raised his glass in a strange manner and motioned to ZuLong.

ZuLong, who was dressed in a blue and broad robe, had a strong smile on his face, and knowingly replied, "white old devil, today is the wedding of Dongjun. Congratulations on what I do."

"Hum! Don't pretend to be confused. Who doesn't know that Dongjun's Taoist companion has your dragon blood lineage. According to the seniority, you can be counted as Dongjun's elder."

The words of the ghost King instantly attracted the onlookers of several top groups.

Seeing that ZuLong didn't refute, they all leaked out their envious eyes.

Dongjun has broken through and become the strongest, and has reached an unimaginable level. If he starts, everyone present is not his opponent.

And just a few days ago, the once mysterious ancient gods of the top clan were all destroyed.

It is said that Dongjun himself destroyed it, leaving no trace of blood.

This shocked all the big families. They knew that the Terrans were unstoppable and that the strength of the East King was not something they could compete with.

Now, this ZuLong, who has lived for unknown years, has established this relationship with Dongjun. I'm afraid that in the future, the status of the Dragon nationality will become more and more stable in the peak group.

Naturally, everyone flattered a wave of ZuLong, but ZuLong lived for so many years. He didn't know that this was a victory, and quickly waved his hand.

"Everyone, strength is paramount. Although my little dragon girl married into the Terran, I dare not call myself an elder in front of Dongjun! And I knew Dongjun very early. At the beginning, I thought Dongjun's talent is eternal, and I had long been compared with his peers."

The corner of the ghost King's mouth turned up. He had fought with ZuLong for hundreds of millions of years. Now ZuLong got a bargain and sold monsters, which made him extremely angry. He secretly scolded the saints in the family. How could he not meet such a good thing.

"Brother ZuLong, you can't say that. I heard that Dongjun respects Dongsheng Fuzhu very much and has always regarded himself as a younger generation. Even the destruction of the ancient Protoss was calculated by the ancient Protoss because of the war in the Middle East. If you are equal, don't you regard Dongsheng as an elder."

"I'm on the same level with Dongjun. Naturally, I want to regard Dongsheng as my elder. Don't say anything. I admired Dongsheng a million years ago."

ZuLong hissed. He knew it was the ghost king who was picking things up, but how many years has the eastern holy capital fallen? What can he do if he was regarded as an elder? After today, even if he got on the boat of the eastern monarch, he will naturally have a chance to find the court at that time.

The strong men of the peak group sitting above, with a frozen smile on their faces, understood why this ZuLong could survive from the ancient times because of its thick skin.

The ghost king saw that he was so shameless, so he didn't ask for trouble. He snorted and ignored him.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

In front of the Imperial Palace, a row of red giant drums sounded!

"Arrive in time!"

With a sharp voice, Dongjun waved his hand and tore the void, holding his wife's hand and slowly stepped into the palace.

The strong of all ethnic groups rose one after another.

"Congratulations, Dongjun!"

"Congratulations, Lord Dongjun!"

"Congratulations, brother!"

"Congratulations, senior brother!"

How spectacular it is for thousands of people to pay homage!

Dongjun turned his head and looked at his wife beside him, and also leaked a smile. At this time, he expressed that he was no longer a savage, and the whole person looked rich and handsome.

Step by step, walk to the top of the hall, and then turn around and hug your fist!

"Today I'm getting married. I'm very happy that you can join me regardless of past grievances!"

Although he behaved politely, the domineering of Dongjun surprised the people of his highness, but they still laughed and drank.

Just as Dongjun held his wife's hand and turned around, a remnant shadow flashed, and a young man unexpectedly appeared on the originally empty throne.

The young man was dressed in black, with long hair and shawl, and his eyes were divine.

It's the sword!

This is the first time for him to appear in front of these strong people in his real body in billions of years. That rescue candle is just a law separation. After all, these so-called strong people are too weak to need their real bodies at all. Even the law separation has the strength of Dayan immortals, and a random blow is enough to destroy countless planets.

His appearance really shocked many people!

Today is Dongjun's wedding, and they didn't expect anyone to dare to smash the floor.

The position of jianwushuang seat was deliberately vacated by the eastern monarch. On the wall above the main position, there is also a portrait of the eastern Saint voodoo candle. That position represents the ancestors, which has a different meaning from imagination.

Because when he appeared, he did not cause any power fluctuations, and outsiders could not see his strength at all. Many people sitting below were waiting to see a good play.

This is the first one who dares to go to the terran base camp to find trouble.

"Such a big feast, how can the Terran not have an elder!" Jian Wushuang picked up the wine pot and got used to it, and then said, "yes, Fu candle!"

Shua!

A white haired old man appeared out of thin air, causing the surrounding void to vibrate. Although his strength was suppressed, when tearing through the void, he still exuded strong coercion, which made everyone present tremble!

Many people know the appearance of the visitor. Although he is not as famous as Dongjun now, he was also the most powerful one millions of years ago. It was he who led the human race to prosperity.

"It's Fuzhu, he's not dead!"