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, when visiting other races, especially when meeting high-level officials, you should at least say hello in advance.

Bar?

But this Yuan Wei, more than just trespassing, showed off his power all the way and didn't take the Mingguang Butterfly Clan seriously at all. This is a great shame for any race!

But Die Wantian has no choice but to endure it, because the Mingguang Die Clan is in such a state of desolation now. If the ancestor is not still alive, the other party would not only be trespassing: "I wonder what the purpose of Senior Yuan is here?"

Yuan Wei sneered: "You can't talk to me, Qin Yichen, you should know that, right? He killed so many people in my Thousand Emperors Alliance, and now he is hiding in your Mingguang Die Clan? 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, and at the same time he 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 races, no matter how inferior the golden branches and jade leaves of the second-rate races, are still a good match!

As a result, you want to marry a woman from a down-and-out race? And how miserable the Mingguang Butterfly Clan is now, that little bastard doesn’t know, right?

But then, Yuan Wei smiled!

Well married!

Before that, he was worried that if that little bastard stepped on his reputation in the Thousand Emperors Alliance and was favored by some top power, either betrothing his daughter to him or wooing him for cultivation, he would really be hard-pressed to move.

But, the Mingguang Butterfly Clan?

What a perfect match!

Who is wrong to marry? Marrying a woman from a race that is oppressed by all races? This little bastard really has a good future by marrying him!

Seeing Die Tianming's old age again, Yuan Wei sneered even more in his heart: "Old man, in a thousand years at most, you will be buried. By then, I will see how your Mingguang Die clan will be divided up!"

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 don't know when the good day will be auspicious. I, the Thousand Emperors Alliance, should come and congratulate me!"

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? A thousand years?"

"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? Isn’t he being oppressed by all races?

When the wedding comes, we must embarrass that little bastard and the Mingguang Butterfly Clan!

After Yuan Wei left, Die Wanfeng and others shouted angrily: "That's too presumptuous! What do you think of our Mingguang Die Clan!"

But Die Wantian felt guilty: "I am useless. If I could become a god, Yuan Wei might not dare to be so arrogant..."

"As long as 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 say tomorrow? You will 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!"

"He thinks the great elder of the Mingguang Butterfly Tribe is some kind of giant? In fact, others can't even hide from him!"

"There's still a hundred-day wedding, right? When the time comes, our Thousand Emperors Alliance will definitely go there to support it!"

When Yuan Wei brought the news back, the Chongmen Sect Master and Wu Heng's master immediately expressed their stance: "What about the Ghost Wolf Clan? They won't miss such a good thing, 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 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 hovering, soaring across the sky. The dragons are so majestic that they cover the sky and the sun. They are like hidden dragons coming out of the abyss and sweeping across all directions!

Looking at the twenty-four golden dragons soaring into the sky and returning to Qin Yichen's body, Die Qianshang, who was carrying a basket of fairy fruits, couldn't help but change her pretty face slightly, her beautiful eyes were stunning: "Is this the ten thousand dragons that killed the sky inherited by senior Jin Ling? Okay?

sharp?"

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!