After this strong and powerful slow word, everyone reflexively looked outside the hall.
In the sky, twelve dancers were seen flying over carrying a large red sedan that was flying in the air.
The dancers are as graceful as immortals, walking lightly and beautifully. The sedan behind them is even more gorgeous and elegant.
The dancers are also walking lightly in the air. There is no one to carry the sedan chair, but they can float in the air and walk independently like people.
At this time, the red sedan curtain had been blown gently by the breeze, and an intoxicating fragrance could be faintly heard from inside.
The curtain of the sedan chair was blown open by the wind, and everyone could clearly see the dark-colored clothes of the man inside. His clothes were embroidered with a bright moon and a silver dragon, which were the symbols of the Temple of Light.
Suddenly, everyone looked at the sky in surprise, "The Holy Son is here, the Holy Son from the Temple of Light is here."
As soon as this noble and elegant Holy Son appeared, he immediately attracted everyone, and of course made Feng Sheng stop taking action.
Just looking at the Holy Son's sedan chair, everyone felt a surge of unparalleled splendor. At this time, no one could clearly see the Holy Son's appearance, only his pair of extremely exquisite silver boots.
At this time, the sedan has floated to the top of the hall in an extremely elegant manner. Twelve fairy-like palace maids outside are holding bamboo baskets and scattering flower petals around the sedan.
The bright red petals floated into the air and fell on people's faces. Suddenly, a faint golden light floated above the sedan.
The golden light was very dazzling, and the sedan curtain was blown by the wind, but it was not opened.
As soon as the golden light appeared, everyone looked in admiration, and each one of them saluted the Holy Son of the Temple of Light.
"Meet the Holy Son. What an honor it is for me to meet the Holy Son once in this life!"
Everyone bowed their heads devoutly, and they were even more excited and excited to see the Holy Son of the Light Temple than to see the Holy Emperor of the Dark Illusion Temple.
Because for them, the Temple of Light is approachable and easy to get along with. The Holy Son is selfless and broad-minded. He is a strong man with a pure heart like God.
The Dark Illusion Palace has too much power and brutal methods. They are afraid of the Dark Illusion Palace. They surrender on the surface, but they are disdainful in their hearts.
Of course, no matter how much disdain you have, it turns into careful flattery in the face of someone else's powerful strength.
In the sedan, a white jade hand slowly stretched out, and said unhurriedly: "My god's light shines on the earth, and all living beings are equal. You don't need to salute me, just get up."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the voice was soothing and magnetic.
Changle already felt that this voice was very familiar. Such a magnetic leisurely voice was the best voice she had ever heard.
She felt that his voice was very similar to that of Chu Wuyou who disappeared after fighting with the queen.
Suddenly, her heart was in her throat, and her beautiful eyes stared nervously at the sedan in mid-air.
The sedan slowly fell to the ground at this time, landing very smoothly. Twelve beauties walked up step by step, each carrying a flower lamp and a flower basket. It was simply beautiful.
At this time, Feng Sheng had already narrowed her sharp phoenix eyes and looked at the man in the sedan with a cold and arrogant look, "When did the juniors get to intervene in matters decided by the elders?"
What he meant was that this was his business, and it would be better for the Holy Son not to cause trouble.
Just after he finished speaking, the man's cold and lazy voice came from the sedan curtain, "I don't care about other people, but you can't touch my wife!"
Although this faint voice is extremely lazy, the tone of voice is extremely noble!
Suddenly, everyone looked up at the sky in confusion.