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"Lee Hanfeng, let them in!"    

After a while, Lee Hanfeng raised his eyebrows and made an inviting gesture. There was an ugly look in his eyes.    

Xu Qingyao left the remaining hundred people here. He went alone in a light white wedding dress.    

What entered his eyes was the lifelike True Dragon.    

After a dragon's roar, the clouds churned, and the beasts retreated.    

Its huge eyes stared coldly at the people in front of it. Its expression was cold and terrifying.    

"This? This is actually a True Dragon?"    

"There are actually dragons in this world?"    

"Is what I saw real? How is this possible?"    

As the discussions continued, Elder Xu's expression turned extremely ugly.    

At this moment, he couldn't even believe it because everything in front of him was too real and terrifying.    

The huge True Dragon had appeared right under his eyes, and it was so real that she couldn't believe it.    

That was a True Dragon, a legendary thing. How could it appear here?    

Then, the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon stood above the clouds and slowly bent its body down. It was more than a thousand feet long.    

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The autumn will retreated and the area within a thousand feet was reduced to a thousand feet. White snow fell.    

It was wrapped in pure silver, pure and flawless.    

The pale golden dragon slowly arrived. It bent its body and its huge head, which looked like a pavilion, prostrated on the ground in a humble manner. Its lantern-sized eyes, which were as straight as a line, swept across the crowd.    

A terrifying dragon's might spread in all directions.    

As the crowd panicked, some even took out their phones and started recording.    

It could be said that this was a scene that they would never be able to see in their entire lives.    

Chu Feng took Zhang Lin's arm and climbed onto the dragon head.    

Under the flying speed of the golden dragon, he jumped above the nine heavens.    

Zhang Lin's body was trembling. It was hard for him to believe that all of this was real.    

He had many guesses about Chu Feng. He even thought that Chu Feng might be an expert in the incarnation realm.    

But what about now?    

The truth was telling him that everything he imagined was actually so petty.    

Chu Feng was actually a True Immortal?    

Even though she didn't know exactly what kind of cultivation base the so called Immemorial Celestial Lord Hongchen had, and how terrifying he was.    

However, she clearly knew that this was probably a hundred times stronger than the incarnation of that expert. More than that.    

In the next moment, the sky became brighter and brighter.    

In the deepest part of the clouds, Zixia stood out one by one.    

It stretched for tens of thousands of hectares and the entire sky turned purple.    

Dozens of fairies in white clothes, who looked like immortals, stepped on colorful clouds and held flower baskets in their hands. They were carrying fruits and slowly arrived.    

"Northern Profound Sect, Holy Maiden Luo said softly, congratulating the Venerable One on his wedding!"    

"Northern Profound Sect, Holy Maiden Luo said softly, congratulating the Venerable One's wedding!"    

"Northern Profound Sect, Holy Maiden Luo says softly, congratulating the Venerable One's wedding!"    

...    

Her light voice resounded through the clouds.    

In the deepest part of Zixia, a pretty girl was riding on a crane and flying over.    

The girl was dressed in white and looked as pure as snow.    

With a sword in her hand, the purple light was endless and sharp.    

Her eyes were filled with a faint smile, and she seemed to be able to charm all living beings.    

He had a slim waist, and he could attract the love of others.    

Her black hair was like a fairy.    

Her red lips were as cold as ice.    

Everyone's eyes were filled with sincerity.    

Such a woman could only be seen from afar and not toyed with.    

Almost at the moment when Luo softly appeared, everyone's gaze gathered on her left and right. The light was endless, and it even faintly snatched away Zhang Lin's elegant bearing.    

Luo Qingmei took the Seven Star Lotus Step and crossed tens of thousands of miles in the void. When she arrived in front of Chu Feng, she slightly cupped her hands, and a crystal clear light flashed in her eyes. She said with a faint smile. "Holy Maiden of the Northern Profound Sect, luo softly said. I have heard about the grand wedding of the Immortal Venerable and have specially come to celebrate!"    

"Salutations, 8,888 Green Phoenix Fruits!"    

"Fallen Maple Fruits, 7,777 fruits!"    

"Green Primordial Fruits, 6,666!"    

"Hundred Thousand Year Ginseng, 5,555!"    

"Million Year Wolfberry, four thousand four hundred and forty-four meals!"    

...    

"Immortal stone, 90 billion!"    

"Supreme Demonic Pill! Supreme Demonic Pill, 90 billion!"    

After the gifts were announced, the crowd was dumbfounded.    

Although they didn't know what all of this was, just the name alone was terrifying.    

There was even that hundred-thousand-year-old ginseng that was several meters long. It was even emitting a faint green light around it. The medicinal fragrance refreshed one's heart and mind, not dissipating for a long time.    

When Xu Qingyao saw this scene, he was stunned on the spot, as if he didn't know what was going on.    

It was hard for him to imagine that Chu Feng would have such a terrifying identity.    

Immortal Venerable? Immemorial Celestial Lord Hongchen?    

She, the Xu Family, was a big family, so she naturally knew about it. What kind of existence was Immemorial Celestial Lord Hongchen?    

Originally, all the martial artists in the world thought that it was just a rumor.    

But who would have thought that there really was that Wangu Celestial Lord Hongchen in this world who was fooled?    

Before everyone could hesitate, from the western side of the horizon, a Buddhist aura appeared.    

An old monk, lotus flowers grew with every step he took. Behind him, there were tens of thousands of arhats.    

The Buddhist Kingdom was filled with Sanskrit, and they were too busy to receive it.    

With every step that the old monk took, the ice and snow on the ground melted, and the Buddha's light illuminated the world.    

The remaining people all put their palms together, and their gazes were pious.    

"Buddha of the West, tathagata Prabhutaratna is celebrating the grand wedding of the Celestial Venerable!"    

The old man cupped his fists slightly and came before Chu Feng with a respectful expression.    

"Offering, eight groups of Heavenly Dragons!"    

"World Supremacy, ksitigarbha!"    

"Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"    

"[Servant Asura!]"    

...    

It was a full fifteen minutes or so before the old man finally finished reporting all the gifts!    

At this moment, luo softly said. The corner of his mouth carried a disdainful smile as he coldly said: "Western monk, you are indeed not tactful!"    

"You sent such trash to the Venerable One's wedding!"    

"Could it be that you don't put Immortal Venerable in your eyes?"    

Western Buddha pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha!"    

"Holy Maiden, although our small western sect isn't as rich as your sect, we still have some treasures!"    

"This grade twelve Golden Lotus is a Xiantian treasure. It is a gift for us Buddhist Sect to congratulate Immortal Venerable's wedding!"    

"I wonder if Holy Maiden thinks that my Xiantian treasure can't compare to your sect's immortal fruits and herbs?"    

Upon hearing this, luo Qingqing was greatly shocked.    

The Twelfth Stage Golden Lotus was a treasure that could suppress one's destiny in the west.    

She didn't expect that this old bald donkey would actually be able to pay for it.    

"Hmph!"    

Luo softly harrumphed and didn't speak any further.    

Following this, an extremely terrifying cold killing intent flew over from the south.    

The dark clouds instantly covered the sky.    

The terrifying killing intent caused one's eyes to turn blood red.    

Within the dark clouds, a yellow-robed elder slowly approached.    

Before he even arrived, his voice had already arrived.    

His voice was like thunder, exploding here. It was a scarlet blood light, immortal Execution, buddha Execution!    

"Haha! Old bald donkey, how dare you show off a mere Xiantian artifact?"    

"How dare you!"