In front of the mountain.

The sunset shines.

The vast and secluded water is clear and clear, with a blue and green color.

There are stone bones in the water, which are small and exquisite, and are different.

The wind blew, ripples spreading, like a woman's black eyebrows frowned, graceful and graceful.

Chen Yan was in the golden halo, stepping on the water under his feet and walking slowly. He saw the scene of Tianji Mountain, especially the condensed black dragon luck, with its teeth and claws, and its mightyness.

Chen Yan's eyebrows were filled with light, jumping like an arc. While walking, he talked to the two people in front of him, saying, "Although many people were led, either actively or passive, they were all in disasters, but they were not without benefits."

Chen Yan and the other two had entered Tianji Mountain without any rushing or slowness. They turned a blind eye to the banned magic circles around them and the patrol people.

The three of them seem to be in different time and space with the people on Tianji Mountain. Even if they have intersections, they seem to be in front of them, but they cannot see, find, or touch them.

"You see,"

Chen Yan pointed at the passing monks and said to Chen Linquan and Xu Feiqiong, "Look at the protection of the light of heaven and fortune in their spiritual platform. This is the time to inherit the heaven and fortune. Whether it is practicing or acting smoothly."

"As long as they can seize the opportunity, they can make breakthroughs."

"If you can survive the disaster by chance in the future, you can only let the sky fly high."

"There are gains and losses, there are losses and gains and gains."

"Misfortune is the basis of good fortune, and good fortune is the basis of bad fortune."

"Um."

Chen Linquan nodded, waved his sleeves, and the white light on his body fell to the ground like a meteor, dizzying the star wheel, and horns appeared on it, making crackling sounds, saying, "Although the way of heaven is ruthless, it never gives people absolute ideas, and there will be a glimmer of hope at any time, which is the so-called escape. It is just that some people can grasp it, while others can't."

"That's the reason."

Chen Yan smiled with his palms, and the golden halo shone in the sky, like a sun wandering around, upright, glorious and magnificent. The indescribable light has approached the center of Tianji Mountain from afar.

At this time, Zhong Riyue, who was sitting in the palace, brows pounded. Above his heavenly gate, clouds rose, showing the projection of the immortal kingdom. Then, after a slew of twists, he sensed an irresistible power that was overwhelming, up and down, left and right, everywhere.

Zhong Riyue is not a new celestial immortal. In addition, now holding high the banner of resisting the heavenly court, with the preference of the will of the thirty-three worlds, I immediately made a judgment that there was a bad guest coming to my door.

Zhong Riyue was not panicked, but his expression became sinister, his eyes swept away like a falcon, looking down at the earth, his voice was very cold, and he spoke, "Who is it?"

His voice was very cold, as cold as thousands of years of ice, and the murderous intent in it was like a halberd, which could pierce people's hearts.

The next moment,

The halo is from top to bottom, clustered, as if flowers are blooming, turning into thousands, covering the ground, and then auspicious clouds are bursting with auspicious colors. Headed by Chen Yan, Xu Feiqiong and Chen Linquan appeared in the hall as two wings.

"The three fairies are such a big deal."

Zhong Riyue sat firmly on the cloud bed, silently speaking, he was only surprised, not panic.

The reason is very simple. When it reaches the level of the celestial immortal, the Taoist fruit is hanging in the air and opens the world, and its magic power is almost endless, and it is not afraid of group battles at all.

Unless the other party's Taoist cultivation is higher and can be crushed by the power of the immortal heaven, it is terrible.

"Um?"

The clock, sun and moon were sitting on the cloud bed, and the overlapping lights fell down, like a treasure banner, with mysterious scriptures flowing on it, colliding with each other, and jingling sounds. He didn't care at first, but when he met the faint water-like eyes that were revealed from the golden halo in the front, he was shocked.

"This is?"

Zhong Riyue looked at Chen Yan and his expression became unprecedentedly solemn. He slowly stood up from the cloud bed, with the sound of wind and thunder on his sleeves, and said, "What a deep aura, it is definitely not an ordinary celestial immortal."

The qi rushes into the sky on the top of the clock, sun and moon, like a millstone, erasing time and space, and saying, "A celestial being like you will not be an unknown person among the heavens. Come on with the name."

He could not help but be careful. In fact, every celestial immortal is a person of great fortune. His experience is a true legend, the protagonist for a period of time, famous and celebrated by the heavens.

The top figure among the immortals is not the protagonist of a period of time, but the protagonist of a lot of time, which is powerful forever and will not be annihilated with the passage of time.

Such characters are very rare.

Chen Yan was in the golden wheel of light, and the stars were shining around him, like beads, jingling, like spring water washing over the rocks, leaving behind a green blue area.

Chen Yan's eyes seemed to be water from a deep pool, unpredictable, and his purple and green aura was like a dragon. He smiled and said, "You are the Zhong Riyue who was powerful in the world of black prisons back then. He once defeated many star kings and was really majestic."

It is not surprising that Chen Yan knew such information, because the Heavenly Court has dominated the thirty-three days of the year, and the tentacles are unmatched in the thirty-three days. Now, once threatened and put their best efforts, the efficiency is amazing.

The details of many rebels were dug out. Although the celestial immortal Taoist fruit was hung in the air, hidden in the rules, leaving few traces, and it was difficult for others to know the details, at least the names and deeds were not a problem.

"As for me,"

Chen Yan smiled, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his laughter, saying, "You can call me Ziyang, you can call me Beiyou, or the East Yuzhong of Heaven."

Chen Yan swayed his sleeves, stepped forward, and said, "You can call him whatever you want."

"Ziyang, Beiyou, Tianting East Yuzhong,"

Zhong Riyue muttered these three names, and was stunned at first, then connected together, and his expression changed, and he said, "Are you the fifth emperor in the Heavenly Court, the Emperor Beiyou Ziyang?"

His expression changed completely, and he was not surprised to see what he had just changed.

As the saying goes, there are no vain men under the reputation.

If he, the immortal, was the protagonist for a period of time, the Emperor of Heaven is a superb figure who has been to the forefront and is the most top level in the Heaven.

Even if such a person is seriously injured in rumors and is driven out of the position of Emperor, he is really not an ordinary celestial immortal. Just appearing, he gives people a heavy feeling.

Yes, it is heavy, like a huge rock pressing on my heart, making people breathless.

However, Zhong Riyue is a celestial immortal. After all, his mind is as strong as his heart. He quickly curled the negative emotions in his heart, took a breath, returned to calm, and sneered, "I didn't expect that Heavenly Court attaches so much importance to me."
Chapter completed!