After his words fell, no one knew what the other forces were thinking, but at this moment, there were congratulations like mountains and seas sounded on the nine platforms, one after another, one after another.

Listening to these praises, a hint of enjoyment flashed in the eyes of the fourth elder standing behind Montage. This is the reason why he couldn't wait to become the sixth largest force. Only by standing higher can he get more praise and obedience.

Regardless of whether those people are willing or even hate them deep in their hearts, as long as you stand tall enough, all uncomfortable sounds will disappear.

In the end, all that is left is affirmation and praise.

The sound of dragon roar suddenly sounded in the distant horizon, and the roar shook the sky and crushed the snowflakes falling within a radius of hundreds of miles, covering the surging congratulations on the nine platforms.

After hearing this dragon roar, everyone changed their colors and hurriedly looked up at the sky.

A giant dragon appeared above the sky, hundreds of feet long. Behind the dragon, a carriage was pulled, as bright as crystal. There was a person sitting on the carriage. It was Xue Wuye, the young lord of Wanxiang City.

The dragon rolled all the way and crushed the dark clouds in the air, causing the sun to be exposed for a moment.

Countless people raised their heads in shock, and under the dragon's power, even their souls seemed to be trembling.

This is naturally not a real dragon clan, but a kind of dragon. However, it is also the Tianjiao that is known as the closest to a real dragon. Not to mention anything else, the strength of this Tianjiao alone has reached the fifth realm.

The giant dragon rolled and boiled from the clouds and mist, the chariot was shining brightly, and Xue Wuye's body fell into the mountain gate from the empty space, standing on the side of Montage's left hand.

A whistling sounded in the sky, and then three other five-level masters from Wanxiang City followed closely. They stood behind Xue Wuye. Although they did not speak, the thick aura oppressed everyone in the world, causing the platforms surrounding them to pause for a moment.

"The snow has no night?"

"The Tianjiao Carriage, three five-level guards, it seems that Wanxiang City is really interested in killing this time."

"It seems that the Tang people really angered Wanxiang City and the Holy Sect this time. I heard that not only Li Xiu stepped on a four or five-way road, but there was also a man named Chen Zhimo who killed from Nanfengting to Qifeng City on the other side of the Holy Mountain. Although the people killed were not as good as Li Xiu, each of them was a four-level cultivator, more than two hundred four-level cultivators, almost one-third of the deacon guardians in the Holy Sect."

"There is still this? Could it be that the Holy Sect is so crazy that he can't kill him to stop him?"

"Aren't you an outsider? The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, how to kill? Besides, Chen Zhimo's strength is amazing. None of the four-level cultivators in the Holy Sect are his opponents. I heard that the Holy Sect couldn't help sending a fifth-level master to intercept Chen Zhimo two days ago, but he never thought that he was prepared. As soon as he arrived, he was killed on the spot by two Tang masters who had been guarding there."

"It seems that the Holy Sect has a huge advantage, but in fact, after these days of confrontation, only less than one-fifth of the people who died in Tang Kingdom have died."

Xue Wuye has not spoken since he appeared. His eyes were always placed at the foot of the Holy Mountain, and the sky dragon rolled over his head and rolled up layers of cloud waves.

Montage was still saying his words, and his preparations for marriage with Wanxiangcheng.

It is equivalent to the official accent that the officials in the Tang Dynasty always like to beat, with a lot of function words without a point, and there is only one thing they want to express from beginning to end.

Shengzong and Wanxiang City joined forces.

"The Young City Lord's actions surprised me a little."

The fourth elder of the Holy Sect looked at Xue Wuye and spoke.

Xue Wuye was holding the fisherman's plan to benefit, and wanted to make both Li Xiu and Shengzong suffer losses so that he could make profits from it.

But now he actually came on a heavenly dragon and even brought three masters of the fifth realm together. This was not like sitting on the mountain to watch a tiger, but instead he was about to turn himself into a tiger.

Xue Wuye didn't say anything, and didn't even look at him, his eyes still staring at the foot of the Holy Mountain without saying a word.

The montage had finished speaking. He waved his hand and walked out of the palace inside the mountain gate. All of them were disciples of the Holy Sect, wearing red clothes, indicating a festive day.

Luofuyuan and the other saints in the sect were among them, and Cong Xiaoxiao was walking in the middle.

Today she was wearing a red bridal dress and a layer of gauze on her head. It was very thin and could not block her face and vision.

She looks very good today.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and they were a little dazzled for a moment.

He stood in the red clothes in the snow, and there seemed to be no such beauty between heaven and earth.

Xue Wuye still didn't say anything, and even his eyes staring at the foot of the mountain were not shaken.

"What are you looking at?"

Cong walked to his side and asked loudly.

Xue Wuye said lightly: "I'm waiting for someone."

"Wait for my husband?"

Cong Xiaoxiao asked again.

The voices of the two people spread throughout everyone's ears without any concealment, causing many people to change their faces slightly.

Montage's eyes were a little cold.

Xue Wuye didn't care, but nodded generously: "He will definitely come, and he will die if he comes."

Cong Xiaoxiao was unmoved and whispered: "Maybe the person who died may not be him."

Xue Wuye didn't continue talking, and was waiting quietly with his hands on his back.

There were 14 Masters of the Five Realms of the Holy Sect, and montage ranked 18th. Including Tianjiao, Wanxiang City, also came to four Five Realms, among which the strongest ones were ranked 17 on the Heavenly Scroll.

In this lineup, Li Xiu will definitely not be able to leave alive.

As long as you come, you will die.

Montage was not talking, and the nine platforms floating around were silent.

Everyone is waiting.

Everyone knows that today's wedding is just a cover, and the purpose is to cooperate with each other, that is, to kill people.

A group of people walked up to the foot of the mountain.

As everyone was watching, they got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

"Here you come."

Xue Wuye's eyes became brighter.

Cong Xiaoxiao's eyes were also very bright.

Li Xiu stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the top of the mountain, with Liang Xiaodao, Ye Xiu and others following behind him.

This mountain is called the holy mountain, very high, tens of thousands of meters high.

The light bridge has disappeared and there is no way to climb the mountain.

Li Xiu raised his hand and touched Xiong Pang's head. Xiong Pang nodded, thinking that today is your happy day, I will definitely give you enough face.

Then he stood on the ground, the ancient ancestral pattern flashed with purple gold light, his body stood in the wind, and in an instant he returned to his most primitive and fierce appearance. His body, which was thousands of miles high, went straight into the sky, as if he was about to poke a hole in the world.

The clouds surrounded his knees, and the sky dragon looked like a little bug.

The holy mountain that was tens of thousands of meters high was only under his knees. The sound of beast roar shook the heavens, and a big hand covering the sky fell from the sky, and a huge shadow enveloped the entire holy mountain.

Li Xiu and others fell onto the top of the mountain in their palms.

The raccoon stood tall in the world, as if it had stood outside the sky.

There is nothing more eye-catching in the world than this.

Countless people were shocked to look at this natural evil that seemed to have come out of ancient times, and they could not speak for a moment.

Li Xiu and others stood on the ground, looked around, and finally looked at Montage and others in front of them.

"Li Xiu, the Tang Dynasty, came to marry Cong Xiaoxiao."

The loud and powerful words resounded on the holy mountain, awakening those who were still in shock.

"I thought you would be smarter, but I didn't expect you to be more respectful."

Montage looked at Li Xiu, his eyes were very calm, and even the black shadow above his head was enough to cover the sky, it could not make him feel any fear.

He is the leader of the Holy Sect and the strongest man ranked 18th in the Heavens Scroll. Even if he looks at the world, how many people are worthy of his attention?

"What is smart?"

Li Xiu asked.

"It's smart that you shouldn't come."

Li Xiu thought for a while and said, "The Holy Sect issued an elder order some time ago to kill all the people from the Tang Kingdom, and in the end you died five times that of the Tang people. I think this has proved who is right and who is wrong."

Montage said: "But it's different now."

Li Xiu felt a little curious, so he asked, "What's the difference?"

"You're going to die here."

"I don't think I can."

The conversation between the two people was boring and unnutrition.

Li Xiu turned his head and looked at Cong Xiaoxiao with a gentle look: "You are so beautiful."

Cong Xiaoxiao walked towards him until he stood beside him, then turned around his body, and said with a smile: "I looked at the customs of the Tang Kingdom yesterday, but unfortunately the records are limited. I don't know if it's right to wear it like this."

Li Xiu looked up and down, then pointed at her head: "It would be even better if there was another golden hairpin."

He held Cong's small hand and raised his head to Master Wei Er and said, "Uncle Second, how about it?"

Hearing his voice, Cong Xiaoxiao was slightly shocked. Knowing that this was his elder, he hurriedly sorted out his appearance, then followed the etiquette of the Tang people and called Second Uncle.

Master Wei nodded and said good.

The two of them were talking as if no one else was around, Xue Wuye did not stop him, and Montage never spoke.
To be continued...