Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5122: Feast
At night, the stars are shining.
At the foot of the Eastern Holy Mountain of Human Race, the largest city, Eastern Imperial City!
The human race today is particularly lively, because the strongest human race "Beishan Axe" is getting married tonight, and the strongest of all races are invited to come to this unparalleled feast.
In the human palace, countless human races are busy preparing for the big wedding dinner after an hour.
"Wow! Look, it's the saint of the Bailings!" A human teenager screamed when he saw the saint of the Bailings wrapped in snow clothes!
Slap!
The old man next to the young man, glared, slapped the young man's head, and said in a low voice: "Be quiet, she is a true spirit and can be blown to death in one breath."
After the old man taught the young man, he lost a smile at the Bailing saintess, and then led the young man towards the palace.
The sage of the Braun tribe with only two maids around her sighed. Her status is extremely noble, and she can be compared to the patriarch in the top tribe Braun tribe. Even the strong of the pinnacle tribe is very polite when they see her. Nowadays, a humanoid boy dare to make a loud noise in front of her.
"The human race is so powerful and irreversible." This was what the patriarch told her when she came.
I glanced at the large array that contained the heavens, and the sage of the Bailing tribe squeezed a smile on her face and walked towards the human palace.
As the powerful people of all races join in, the big wedding feast is about to begin.
In the Human Palace, there are now 70% of the powerhouses of the ten thousand races, the ancestor dragon of the dragon clan, and the ghost king of the ghost clan. They chat with the surrounding powerhouses and wait for the feast.
"Lao Long, I have to congratulate you on this feast!" The ghost king yin and yang held up the wine glass and gestured towards Zulong.
Zulong, wearing a broad blue robe, has a strong smile on his face. He knowingly asked and replied: "Old White Ghost, today is Dongjun’s big wedding. Congratulations to me."
"Hmph! You don't know how to pretend to be confused. Who doesn't know that Dongjun's Taoist companion has the blood of your dragon clan. According to your seniority, you can still be regarded as Dongjun's elder."
The words of the King of Ghosts instantly attracted a few strong people from the pinnacle group to watch.
Seeing that Zu Long didn't refute, they all leaked envy.
Dongjun has broken through to become the strongest, and has reached an unbelievable point. If he does it, everyone on the scene is not his opponent.
And just a few days ago, the once mysterious top tribe ancient gods were completely destroyed.
The rumors were destroyed by Dongjun himself, leaving no trace of blood.
This shocked all the big clans. They understood that the human race was already unstoppable, and the strength of Dongjun was not something they could contend.
Now that the Zulong, who has lived for an unknown number of years, has established this relationship with Dongjun, I am afraid that in the future, the position of the dragon clan in the peak clan will become more and more stable.
Everyone naturally flattered a wave of Zulong by the way, but Zulong had lived for so many years without knowing that this was a feat, and he waved his hands quickly.
"Everyone, strength is respected. Even though my dragon daughter is married into the human race, I dare not call myself an elder in front of Dongjun! Moreover, I met Dongjun very early, and I felt that Dongjun had a long-lasting love. It's just like everyone else."
The corner of the ghost king’s mouth is upturned. He has been fighting with Zulong for hundreds of millions of years. Now Zulong has gotten a bargain and he sells monsters. It makes him very annoyed and scolds the saints in the clan for trash. Not met.
"Brother Zulong, you can't say that. But I heard that Dongjun respects Dongsheng Fuzhu very much and has always regarded himself as a junior. Even the destruction of the ancient gods was calculated by the ancient gods because of the war in the Middle East. If it’s equal, don’t you regard Dongsheng as the elder."
"I am equal to Dongjun, so naturally I want to regard Dongsheng as the elder. Don't say anything. I admired Dongsheng a million years ago."
Zu Long sneered. He knew it was the ghost king who was picking up the matter. But how many years have passed since the East Saint Capital has fallen. What can I do if he is regarded as an elder? After today, even if he is on Dongjun’s ship, he will naturally have Opportunity to find a place.
The powerhouses of the pinnacle races sitting above, with a solid smile on their faces, they can understand why this ancestor dragon can survive from the ancient era because of its thick skin.
When the ghost king saw him being so shameless, he didn't ask himself for being boring, and he snorted and ignored him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In front of the palace, a row of huge red drums rang!
"Just in time!"
With a sharp sound, Dongjun waved his hand to tear the void and slowly walked into the palace with his wife's hand.
The powerful people of all races got up one after another.
"Congratulations Dongjun!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Dongjun!"
"Congratulations brother!"
"Congratulations brother!"
It's so spectacular!
Dongjun turned his head and glanced at his wife beside him, and he also leaked a smile. At this time, he was no longer like a savage. He looked handsome and handsome.
Step by step, walk up to the top of the hall, then turn around and hold a fist to bow!
"We are getting married today, I am very happy that you can participate regardless of your previous complaints!"
Although he was polite, Dongjun's domineering shocked everyone in his Highness, but they all laughed and raised their glasses.
Just as Dongjun was holding his wife's hand and turning around, an afterimage flashed by, and a young man appeared on the empty theme.
The young man wore a black robe, long hair and shawls, and his eyes were fascinating.
The person here is Jian Wushuang!
This is the first time for hundreds of millions of years that he has appeared in front of these powerful men with his true body. That time the salvation candle was just a law clone. After all, these so-called strong men are too weak and don’t need a true body at all. It is the law clone, both have the strength of Dayan Immortal, a random blow is enough to destroy countless planets.
His appearance really shocked many people!
Today is Dongjun's big wedding, and they didn't expect that someone would dare to smash the scene.
The position of Jian Wushuang seat was deliberately vacated by Dongjun. On the wall above the main seat, there was still a portrait of Dongsheng Fuzhu. That position represented the ancestor of the clan, and the meaning was different from imagination.
Because he did not cause any power fluctuations when he appeared, outsiders could not see his strength at all, and many people sitting below were waiting for the good show.
This is the first one who dared to go to the human base camp to find something.
"For such a big feast, how can the human race come forward without an elder!" Jian Wushuang picked up the hip flask and took a bite, and then said, "Yes, Fu Zhu!"
Huh!
A white-haired old man appeared out of thin air, causing the surrounding void to vibrate. Although his strength was suppressed, when the void was torn apart, it still leaked a powerful pressure, making everyone present tremble!
Many people know the face of the man who came here. Although he is not as famous as Dongjun today, he was an extremely strong man a million years ago, and he brought the human race to prosperity.
"It is Fu Zhu, he is not dead!"