Die Wantian and others were discussing the wedding arrangements in the ancient tree, but suddenly their expressions changed and they stood up suddenly.

"Who trespasses on our clan!?"

I saw the figure suddenly descending, and his voice was cold and stern: "I am coming to your clan, do you still need to trespass?"

Die Wantian took a breath: "Yuan Wei?"

The person who came was none other than the menacing leader of the Yuan Clan! Die Wantian's face changed slightly, but he also guessed something, but he was filled with anger. You must know that unless it is a particularly close race, otherwise, visiting other clans, especially high-level officials,

When we meet, we should at least say hello in advance, right?

But this Yuan Wei, more than just trespassing, showed off his power all the way, and didn't take the Mingguang Die Clan seriously at all. This is a great shame for any race! But Die Wantian has nothing to do, he

I can only endure it, because the Mingguang Butterfly Clan is in such a miserable state now. If the ancestor was not still alive, the other party would not only be trespassing: "I wonder what Senior Yuan is doing here?"

Yuan Wei sneered: "We can't talk to you, Qin Yichen, you should know that, right?

You have killed so many people from my Thousand Emperors Alliance, and now you are hiding in your Mingguang Butterfly Clan, right?

Let him get out, otherwise don't blame me for not giving Die Tianming face!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his divine power was revealed. In Yuan Wei's eyes, these clan leaders and elders of the Mingguang Butterfly Clan didn't even have a god, so they were not allowed to be manipulated by him?

However, no one could have imagined that at the moment when his divine power was enveloped, he saw the space behind him suddenly tear apart, and an old man shouted, making Yuan Wei tremble.

"Haha, Brother Yuan, he is in my clan, but he is not hiding. He is the son-in-law of my great elder of the Mingguang Die Clan."

Die Tianming! Yuan Wei's originally violent divine power suddenly disappeared. At the same time, he secretly cursed in his heart, this old guy's strength has not declined in these years!?

Moreover, that little bastard actually wants to marry a girl from the Mingguang Butterfly Clan?

Yuan Wei's eyes twitched, and then he noticed the lanterns and decorations on the Mingguang Butterfly Clan.

But, that little bastard actually wants to get involved with the Mingguang Butterfly Clan?

This is something Yuan Wei never expected.

Although he and Qin Yichen are not sworn in, Yuan Wei must admit the former's excellence. With such strength, the top races may not be able to reach it, but the first-rate race, no matter how inferior the golden branches and jade leaves of the second-rate race, is still a good match! As a result, he has to marry a down-and-out person.

Ethnic woman?

And how miserable the Mingguang Butterfly Clan is now, doesn’t that little bastard not know?

But then, Yuan Wei smiled! What a good marriage! Before that, he was worried that if that little bastard stepped on his Thousand Emperors Alliance to become famous, and was favored by some top power, either betrothed to a daughter, or wooed and cultivated, he would

It’s really hard to move.

But, the Mingguang Butterfly Clan?

What a perfect match! Who should I marry? Why not marry a woman from a race that is oppressed by all races?

This little bastard really has a good future in marriage! Seeing Die Tianming's old age again, Yuan Wei sneered even more in his heart: "Old man, in a thousand years at most, you should be buried. By then, I will see you Mingguang Die

How the clan was divided!"

However, Die Tianming is still alive and is right in front of him. Yuan Wei can only smile secretly in his heart, but there is a strange look on his face: "So that boy is going to become your son-in-law of the Mingguang Die Clan, a good thing! This is really a good thing

ah!"

“I wonder when the good time will come?

We, the Thousand Emperors Alliance, need to come and express our congratulations!"

Die Tianming said coldly: "Brother Yuan, thank you for taking the trouble, so you might as well save it!"

"That's not okay!"

Yuan Wei sneered and said: "We, the Thousand Emperors Alliance, must come to support this matter. After all, the next time we come, we may be attending Brother Tianming's funeral!"

As soon as these words came out, the Mingguang Butterfly Clan was immediately furious.

"What did you say!?"

"Yuan Wei, this is not the territory for your Thousand Emperors Alliance to run wild!"

But Yuan Wei's eyes turned cold: "Do you still know that the Thousand Emperors Alliance is behind Yuan?"

"Hmph, tell that boy that we, the Thousand Emperors Alliance, will always remember the account from the Tomb of the Gods! Even if a thousand years pass, we will never forget it!"

After Yuan Wei finished speaking, he rose into the sky, as domineering as when he came.

"Little bastard, just wait, even if an old guy like Die Tianming protects you, how long can he protect you?

millennium?"

"Even if you are extremely talented, and I hope that you will become a god for thousands of years, you can't beat me, the Thousand Emperors Alliance!"

What's more, Yuan Wei doesn't want to wait for a thousand years! So what if Die Tianming is still alive?

Aren’t you being oppressed by all ethnic groups?

At the wedding, we must embarrass that little bastard and the Mingguang Butterfly Clan! When Yuan Wei left, Die Wanfeng and the others shouted angrily: "That's too presumptuous! What do you think of our Mingguang Die Clan!"

But Die Wantian felt guilty: "It's useless for me. If I could become a god, Yuan Wei might not dare to be so arrogant..." "It's good that you know!"

After Die Tianming gave a deep drink, he finally couldn't bear it: "Old ghost Yuan came here, firstly because he wanted someone, and secondly because he wanted to see when I would die. Although he was afraid of me, he could also see how much life I had left...

"As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Die Wantian and others suddenly changed: "Ancestor, what are you going to do?"

Every time this matter is mentioned, it is the worry of the Mingguang Die Clan, and Die Tianming glances at the senior management who does not even have a god, and his expression becomes more vicissitudes: "I said tomorrow?

Can you become gods?"

Die Tianming left, leaving only Die Wantian and others who looked embarrassed.

The wedding of Die Qianying and Qin Yichen is getting closer and closer. Although the Mingguang Die Clan is not very high-profile, or cannot be high-profile, it still makes a lot of noise.

Of course, this is thanks to the propaganda of the Thousand Emperors Alliance.

"Marriage?

That little bastard is really infatuated! He even dares to marry a girl from the Mingguang Butterfly Clan!"

"Does he think the great elder of the Mingguang Butterfly Clan is some kind of giant?

In fact, others can’t hide as fast as they can!”

“There’s still a hundred days of wedding, right?

When the time comes, our Thousand Emperors Alliance will definitely come to support us!"

When Yuan Wei brought the news back, the Chongmen Sect Master and Wu Heng's Master immediately expressed their stance: "Where is the Ghost Wolf Clan?

Such a good thing, they won’t miss it, right?”

"Call the guys who usually bully the Mingguang Butterfly Clan, and let's go to congratulate them together!"

"Let that old guy Die Tianming lose his face a few more times before he dies!"

The wedding was getting closer, and in the wilderness, Qin Yichen's body was covered with dragon scales and golden light. As his starry eyes focused, twenty-four golden dragons rose into the sky around him! "Roar!"

Twenty-four dragons are entrenched and lingering, soaring in the sky. The dragons are majestic, covering the sky and the sun, like hidden dragons coming out of the abyss, sweeping across all directions! Looking at the twenty-four golden dragons soaring into the sky and returning to Qin Yichen's body, carrying a basket

Immortal Fruit's Die Qianshang couldn't help but change her pretty face slightly, her beautiful eyes were stunning: "Is this the Ten Thousand Jiao Killing Sky inherited by Senior Jin Ling?

So awesome?"

The golden dragon returned to his body, and gradually, Qin Yichen's dragon scales disappeared. When he saw Die Qianshang coming, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's finally finished."
Chapter completed!