The defenders of the Eastern Wasteland Divine City are very complicated.

Theoretically, the defenders of such a big city should be sent by the younger disciples of the master of the divine city to defend the city. However, as early as six or seven thousand years ago, the master of the divine city, the Tianxuan Holy Land Jujiao, known as the first holy land in the Eastern Wasteland, was destroyed, and the divine city was destroyed.

It is always in a state of ownerlessness.

Many families and major holy places have been fighting for the ownership of this divine city for many years, and even several conflicts at the Holy Lord level broke out, but in the end they all ended.

Therefore, each of the major holy land families sent their own people to form city guards, and each major holy land took turns to govern it.

Streams of light flew from a distance, and rushed into the city in the horrified eyes of the major families guarding the city and the disciples of the Holy Land.

These city guards didn't dare to stop them at all. Although they couldn't see clearly who the people in the divine light were, they clearly knew that they were extraordinary.

"Have the powerful ones...come back?" A Dragon Transformation Realm monk who was guarding the city whispered, his voice trembling.

Just less than an hour ago, more than forty such terrifying streams of light rushed out of the divine city, and the majestic magic was so overwhelming that every officer and soldier guarding the city did not dare to breathe.

This leader-level figure in the Dragon Transformation Realm quickly received the report. According to the feedback from the city defense formation, the more than forty streams of light represented more than thirty powerful people and more than a dozen more terrifying figures.

In this divine city, there are two events that are qualified to gather so many important figures. One is the second attack on Zishan by the Holy Lands, and the other is the recent uproar of the Taiyin Emperor's banquet with the heroes!

"As expected of the son of the Great Emperor, the banquet attended by more than forty powerful people at least the Holy Lord level is a banquet that has rarely been seen in thousands of years."

Tianyao Baoque, in the Star Banquet Hall

Streams of light flew from a distance and landed on their respective star seats.

The stars in the originally empty and lonely hall lit up one after another. First, Si Xuan, who was the first to come back, cast the cold and bright moonlight, then the blue light represented by the Emperor Burial Star, and then the glow, the sky, and eternity...

Within a moment, all the big stars lit up, and even the small stars around them lit up one by one.

The drunkards of the younger generation had already been sent to the guest room to rest by the demon girls who were here. Ye Fan and others had also been released by Jiang Ziming, and the people who participated in the banquet gathered again.

"Everyone, let us drink from this cup again!"

Si Xuan sat on the seat representing the Taiyin Star, with the silver light falling around him and the moonlight surging, making him look like an unparalleled god, without any trace of the embarrassment of having just experienced two unprecedented battles.

"We also respect the Holy Prince!"

All the powerful men and kings also raised their glasses. Ye Fan and others sitting on the periphery picked up the Qunxing Brewing at hand. Old man Wei Yi also picked up the wine glass and drank with Si Xuan.

After finishing the cup, the girls from the demon clan fluttered in their skirts and flew in again carrying jade saucers.

Each exquisite jade dish hides the wonders of the world and can accommodate many dishes. The girls were carried to several tables in front of a group of dignitaries, presenting dishes with extremely perfect appearance and aroma.

Side dishes stir-fried from cabbage that matures once in a hundred years, preserved fruits made from divine fruits picked from the endless forests of Nanling, green luan eggs, purple dragon tails, black turtle legs and other delicacies that most monks have never heard of were included.

One is placed on the table.

This time there was no king to disrupt the situation, and the girls quickly had almost all the dishes on the table.

When a pretty girl in white clothes walked up to Wei Yi and wanted to place dishes for him, she was stopped by Wei Yi's gentle voice.

"Little girl, I don't need this table anymore." The old man's voice was not loud, but there was a hidden Tao Yun in it, which made the girl in the Dao Palace realm involuntarily stop her movements.

"Thank you very much for the two glasses of wine, son of the Holy Emperor, and I will take my leave!"

The glass of wine was placed on the table, and Wei Yi left the seat on the water-blue planet that represented the "Emperor's Mother Planet" and clasped his fists towards Si Xuan.

"Senior, what are you doing..."

Si Xuan raised his hand to persuade him to stay, but he really didn't know what to say to this old saint.

"There is no need to send the Holy Prince away. The old man is here just to prevent anyone from doing harm to my human emperor. I didn't expect that there are more experts here. It is enough to ask for two glasses of wine. I will visit another day."

The words of the old sage Wei Yi were very plain and casual. He said frankly that he came here to secretly protect Si Xuan. Now that there is a picture of the revived emperor, there is naturally no need for him to do anything more.

After saying this, Wei Yi's figure disappeared from his star seat, and a group of powerful people including two immortals and three immortals could no longer find any trace of him.

"As expected of an ancient saint, he comes and goes without a trace, and his holy relics are hard to find. It's so fascinating!" The Holy Master of the Ji family sighed, drank another cup of Star Brewing, and took a sip.

"In the ancient times, Beidou's spiritual energy was thin, and its great path had withered for many years. After cultivating to the realm of Immortals like us, he was already able to dominate. This saint... His talents are probably beyond description."

A powerful man from the Great Xia Dynasty poured himself a cup of Star Brewing, greeted the Holy Master of the Ji family from afar, and took a sip.

Outside the banquet, Xia Yilin looked at the imperial uncle who usually doted on her, with surprise on her pretty face. She had rarely seen this powerful person who shocked the whole party express such a sigh with a hint of disappointment.

expression.

"You are also the backbone of Beidou, why should you belittle yourselves? So what if the great road withered for tens of thousands of years after the ancient times? Didn't there also be Qing Emperor who became a Taoist? Wasn't there also Gai Jiuyou who shook the world? Even that saint, didn't he cultivate step by step?

?”

A young woman scolded the two of them in a deep voice. Although she sounded young, she was actually scolding the two holy masters of the Ji family and Jiuli.

Everyone, including Si Xuan, looked over. The person who spoke was a woman in white robe sitting dignifiedly on the seat. Her clothes were as white as snow. Her elegant and noble temperament even made Mei Qianyi, the deputy palace owner of Tianyao Palace, ignore her.

inferior.

The most eye-catching thing is her full head of white hair, which hangs like snow on the back of this woman's head, making her look like a fairy.

This beautiful woman with white hair and beauty, who looked to be no more than thirty years old, seemed to be older than the Holy Master of the Ji family and Li Shaoyang. She scolded these two people without any courtesy:

"Which one of you is over a thousand years old? I'm afraid your combined age is not as old as mine. I'm still looking for a way to reach the third level of immortality. Is it your turn to express your feelings?"

Si Xuan took a closer look at the white hair of this female cultivator and found that the silvery-white hair was a bit dull. It was deliberately maintained so beautiful by relying on secret techniques.

He did not recognize the female cultivator, but he recognized the symbol on her white clothes. Si Xuan had seen that symbol more than once in the memory of Samsara Lake.

One of the oldest holy places in the Eastern Wasteland - Yaochi!

"This is Senior Yao Yan from Yaochi. It is said that she was the Queen Mother of Yaochi two or three thousand years ago. She especially likes to guide some young talents. Holy Lord Ji heard her preach when she was young. I heard that the Queen Mother of Daxia

The emperor's uncle also accepted her love." The Demon Palace Master introduced Si Xuan via sound transmission.

Sure enough, as soon as this old woman named Yao Yan opened her mouth, the Holy Master of the Ji family and the uncle of Daxia stopped talking. They could only lower their heads and drank sullenly, looking like they couldn't beat him and then said.

But it looks like.

"Hahaha, what Senior Yao said is absolutely true. The two Holy Lords and Emperors are both figures with a bright future. Why bother with them? There are more than forty powerful and kings coming this time. Wouldn't it be wrong if we didn't drink a few more drinks?

pity?"
Chapter completed!