The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

The cultivator left with a daze.

About one hour, the cultivator broke into the great hall again.

"Dao, Daojun, it's not good, then the Three-legged Golden Crow swallowed, swallowed, swallowed Supreme Sun Mountain!" The cultivator was inexplicably shocked.

Mao Daojun's eyelids throbbed wildly, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Swallow? Just kidding, the Sun Fire Essence in Supreme Sun Mountain, but it will die if you touch it. Who dares to swallow?" Yang Zhijiu exclaimed.

"It's true, Young Master!" the cultivator cried.

Yang Zhijiu opened his mouth in amazement.

"You all go out, I want to be quiet!" Daojun Maori said solemnly.

"Yes!" the two answered.

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Outside the Mingfeng Hall.

"The emperor, the minister will make Heaven's Gate as soon as possible, and live up to the emperor's grace!" Jin Dayu said excitedly.

"Well, you can choose a great hall refining first, and I will call you again when you leave!" Yan Chuan said.

"Yes!"

In a flash, Yan Chuan has been in Dazhao Holy Land for a month.

The sky was getting dark, Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi stood on a huge terrace outside the Mingfeng Hall, looking at the countless rays of light in the Great Zhou City.

"bang!" "bang!"………………

one after another spell Skyrocketed from Great Zhou city, like mortal fireworks, blooming beautifully in the sky Guanghua.

"In the mortal world, today is the Chinese New Year. Even if many people embark on the road of cultivation, they still don't forget this traditional festival, which has created the annual spell skyrocketing beauty of Great Zhou City!" Mo Yuxi took Yan Chuan's hand and looked at the countless beautiful spell scenes in front of him like fireworks blooming.

"Because I remember these traditions, I can make myself feel more alone!" Yan Chuan slightly smiled.

The two held hands like this, looking at the beautiful scenery. There is no one step closer, but in this situation, the hearts of the two are closely intertwined. This is also a kind of beauty!

"bang!" "bang!"………………

One spell soars into the sky. Today's Great Zhou City is destined to be a city that never sleeps.

“However, over the years, perhaps Mr. Wenruo encouraged this kind of activity on the New Year’s Day, with more and more people participating, and Great Zhou City is getting more and more beautiful for the New Year!” Mo Yuxi said.

"Oh? I said, it seems that my Worry-Free City is not so dense. It turned out to be developed by Mr. Wenruo deliberately!" Yan Chuan looking thoughtful.

"Look, over there!" Mo Yuxi suddenly pulled Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan followed what Mo Yuxi expected. On the mountain peak of the Youyue Daojun Taoist Temple, a red clothed woman stands on a protruding terrace, with a red clothed woman fluttering in her eyes, with a look of intoxication in her eyes.

"She is?" Yan Chuan expression moved.

"She is Su Sanniang!" Mo Yuxi faintly sighed said.

Su Sanniang?

Yan Chuan looking thoughtful, suddenly looked towards the mountain, Yan Chuan searched around the mountain, and the mountain was dark, but under Yan Chuan's intentional attention, he could still see clearly.

In a small forest. Yan Chuan finally saw his guess, Mr. Wenruo.

At this moment, Mr. Wenruo is hiding in a small forest, looking affectionately at the top of the mountain and Su Sanniang in his eyes.

Seeing that Su Sanniang smiled, Mr. Wenruo also smiled.

Mo Yuxi saw Yan Chuan staring down, and also looking over.

"Mr. Wenruo?" Mo Yuxi asked in surprise.

"Mr. Wenruo did that many at the annual fireworks festival, and it turned out to be just for a smile!" Yan Chuan exclaimed.