Nowadays, within the entire Northern Mo Dynasty, Ya Xiuyun's words have reached the point where no one dares to refute them, and no one will refute them.
He stood just like that on the Ghost Sect's Feng Mingying, with that powerful aura emanating from his body, as if he had suddenly become one of the centers of the world.
As for the other center, it was the man in front of him. Like him, even though he was not doing anything now, he still had a powerful aura pulsating from his body.
Ya Xiujun stared at the man in front of him indifferently. After a moment, a hearty laugh came from his mouth.
"Hahaha, it is really difficult for Emperor Yan to come here."
After saying this, he made a "please" gesture directly to the man in front of him, asking the man to come to the back of Guizong Feng Mingying.
The powerful man who now appears outside Kyoto in the Northern Desert is clearly the Emperor Yan of the Yan Dynasty who can stand on an equal footing with Ya Xiuyun.
Emperor Yan's arrival was very sudden this time. He didn't even bring any followers, and he didn't send any message to the Northern Mo Dynasty in advance.
You know, when an emperor visits another empire, there are a lot of red tape, at least a Cambodian letter is required.
But now Emperor Yan's behavior that does not follow any rules has made the civil and military ministers of the Northern Mo Dynasty confused. Even when they learned of Emperor Yan's arrival, Emperor Yan had already arrived outside the city gate.
, Fortunately, the Beimo Dynasty and the Yan Dynasty have always had a good-neighborly and friendly relationship, which did not cause much panic among the civil and military ministers of the Beimo Dynasty. Otherwise, if the people who came here this time were other emperors, such as Li Shirong,
For example, if the Qin Emperor or the Sword Emperor were the emperor, the civil and military ministers of the Beimo Dynasty would probably be of a similar rank.
They would be worried that the other party might have some ulterior motives when they come to their imperial capital.
Thanks to the high efficiency of the Northern Mo Dynasty, it was able to organize such a battle in such a short period of time. Otherwise, it is estimated that only a few people would come out to greet the Emperor Yan now.
Emperor Yan didn't say much, and he didn't see any other moves. He even made a slight sway and landed on the back of Ghost Sect Feng Mingying as if he teleported.
"Walk!"
Ya Xiujun waved his hand, and the mighty formation quickly moved towards the Northern Desert Kyoto. As for the sandstorm that was originally opened, it also began to slowly close.
However, before Ya Xiuyun and the others had completely left, there was an extremely harsh roar coming from the sandstorm outside. At the same time, they also felt an extremely high pressure falling from the sky, as if suddenly
It was as if the entire sky was about to collapse completely.
Affected by this powerful oppressive force, the surrounding sandstorm collapsed completely. The sandstorm that had protected the northern desert capital for thousands of years completely disappeared today.
The disappearance of the sandstorm and the huge sense of oppression falling from the sky made everyone in Kyoto City feel extremely frightened. No matter they were the most ordinary ordinary people or powerful practitioners, everyone in Kyoto City stood still and did not dare to continue.
Without moving at all, they looked at the sky in horror, as if they were waiting for the moment of annihilation.
The formations that were still flying in the air fell to the ground one after another at this moment. Affected by this oppressive force, all the birds buried their heads on the ground and shivered. Only the Ghost Sect Feng Ming Eagle still managed to lift up.
His head made a cry of grief and anger in the air. It wasn't until Ya Xiujun walked up to it and gently stroked its slightly trembling body that the Ghost Sect Feng Ming Eagle closed its eyes.
Mouth.
"Who is coming to our Northern Desert Dynasty? Please show up for a moment."
Ya Xiujun raised his head with a frown, looked at the sky where no one appeared, and shouted loudly.
However, after he finished speaking, there was no sound at all from the surroundings, as if the power was generated naturally out of thin air, rather than being radiated by some powerful person.
Ya Xiuyun frowned and glanced at Emperor Yan beside him. His eyes looked extremely complicated. He was confused, angry, worried, and anxious. All kinds of emotions were intertwined in his eyes.
After seeing Ya Xiuyun's eyes, how could Emperor Yan not understand what Ya Xiuyun meant now.
Emperor Yan immediately laughed bitterly, shook his head feebly, and said, "I did not bring this person, and it is impossible for me to lead such a strong man to the Northern Mo Dynasty. Don't forget, we are allies.
, have a common enemy.”
Emperor Yan's words were quite straightforward. He almost told Emperor Yan directly that if he offended such a powerful opponent, he would not come to the Northern Mo Dynasty again, but would treat such a master
Take them to their common enemy - the Tang Dynasty.
After all, no matter what happens, the Tang Dynasty will cause unpredictable disasters.
Ya Xiuyun also laughed bitterly at this time. He withdrew his gaze and stared at the sky again, "Who could be such a powerful person? I'm afraid he has the strength to suppress you and me.
The Martial Emperor or the level of Shattered Void." When Ya Xiuyun said this, his tone seemed quite solemn.
Emperor Yan also frowned and looked at the changes in the sky. Suddenly his brows twitched and said, "Here he comes."
When Emperor Yan said this, a ripple appeared in the space above their heads. It looked like a wave passing through the sky, and then the originally bright sky immediately fell into darkness.
, as if the entire world's light had been completely swallowed up.
A blood-red figure slowly appeared in the dark sky, and the blood light bloomed with a bright light. It became like a blood-red sun under the dark sky. The moment the blood light poured out, it became even more...
It cast a shadow over everyone's hearts, as if all hope in their hearts had been deprived of them at this moment.
The blood shadow solidified and finally turned into a man wearing a white shirt.
This man was as rich as jade and had a transcendent aura about him. Even after Emperor Yan and Ya Xiuyun saw him, they would feel "ashamed of themselves" in their hearts.
"Who are you? Why do you come to my northern desert capital?" Ya Xiuyun frowned and whispered.
It was seen that this man did not exude the powerful aura that a strong man should have, but the moment Ya Xiuyun and others saw him, they felt an inexplicable desire to worship him.