The heavens and dragon kingdoms.

Royal Palace.

Cang Lei Dragon Courtyard.

This is the residence of the eldest prince Yuan Canglei, and it is also the place where he usually goes to seclusion and practice. There are three Dragon Emperors and more than ten Dragon Saints stationed inside and outside.

"Xueling, are you still worried about that boy in your heart?"

A "youth" who looks like cream and looks no less than Xue Ling. She is extremely beautiful and cannot tell the difference between men and women. She looks at Xue Ling with a smile.

He is the strongest genius of the Yuanlong clan, half-step Doudi and Yuan Canglei! All the dragon clans of his generation were suppressed by Yuan Canglei and could not raise their heads. The strongest one had just become a saint, while Yuan Canglei was already half-step Doudi.

Xue Ling looked at Yuan Canglei coldly without speaking.

"Haha, Yuan Yi has told me that the kid is in the land of Dongxuan, with a humble status and a low cultivation level. Why do you never forget him?

I, Yuan Canglei, is the strongest genius in the Beixuan land. None of them, can I still not get your heart?"

Yuan Canglei continued to laugh.

Xue Ling still didn't speak.

Yuan Canglei's eyes changed slightly and he smiled faintly: "We are going to get married today. I have all your cultivation level blocked. Even if you want to escape, you can't escape from the palace. I'm here to tell you that there are many guests today. I hope you can be sensible and not cause trouble for me. If I lose anyone, my Yuanlong clan will surely wipe out your Xuelong clan!"

Hearing this sentence, Xue Ling finally couldn't help but speak. Her tone was sarcastic: "Yuan Canglei, in fact, you don't need to get my heart at all. All you need is Yuanyin, the origin of my Xuelong clan. If it weren't for it, the time you broke through to the Dragon Emperor would have to go back for about a hundred years, right?"

"Haha, whatever you say."

Yuan Canglei smiled faintly, not seemingly angry at all.

………”Are the people from the Xuelong clan coming?”

“It’s there.”

The palace and Longtai, except for the top sects in the Beixuan land, the powerful existences, the Sacrifice Sect of the Sacrifice Heaven Dynasty, the rest were the Yuanlong clan and several other powerful dragon clans, sitting in hundreds of tables! Ning Qi did not always maintain an invisibility state, with thousands of people here and different camps. He chose a table to sit down and no one would ask about his origin. After all, everyone thought that the guests who could enter this place had already passed the review of Yuanyi and there would be no spy who would make trouble.

The one who spoke was the guests at his table, all of whom were Doudi.

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by one of the Doudi Emperors and saw more than ten transformed dragon clans sitting on a table near the Dragon Platform.

Regardless of men, women, young and old, they all have one thing in common: their skin is white and their hair is white.

The handsome man and the woman were beautiful, and the body was filled with a hint of chill. The ground several meters in a radius had a layer of light thin ice! "The one with the strongest aura should be the contemporary patriarch of the Xuelong clan, right?"

"Well, it's him."

"The Saint is his daughter. When she was young, she was swept into the land of Dongxuan by the swallowing wind of endless seas. Otherwise, even if her strength is not as good as that of the eldest prince, she would not be the seventh-level dragon clan."

"What a pity. It's a waste of many years of time, but it's okay. When she marrys the eldest prince, her cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."

"You can see how good is Yuan Long Emperor's cultivation level?

Have you broken through that barrier?"

"I can't see it."

Not far from the table where the Xuelong clan was sitting, there was a table. In the middle, a middle-aged man with a expressionless face was sitting. He wore a purple gold crown and a black robe, and his whole body was filled with a sense of pride.

Each of the people who were at the same table with him was the Dragon Emperor, and his aura was many times stronger than that of the Dou Emperor Ning Qi's table. Zhao Danxin, who was the Sacrifice Sect, was also at this table. Ning Qi could be cut off from this table. This table should be the strongest person in the Yuanlong clan. He wanted to take Xue Ling away today, and the only thing he should pay attention to was the guy wearing a purple gold crown.

"Hey, this brother, why have I never seen you?"

A Doudi beside Ning Qi looked at him in surprise and said.

"In the next free cultivator, I rarely travel to the world."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"Oh, so that's it."

Everyone glanced at Ning Qi, and a look of suddenness flashed in their eyes.

They did not suspect that Ning Qi was not the Doudi, because no one of the people present had a soul that was stronger than Ning Qi, and he could not see his depth at all.

"Why is he here too?"

Beside Emperor Guan, the female disciple suddenly saw Ning Qi, and looked slightly stunned, and was a little shocked.

"What's wrong?"

Guandi's faint saying.

"It's okay, it's okay."

The female disciple shook her head quickly.

A trace of suspicion flashed in Emperor Guan's eyes. At this time, several Doudi happened to ask him about something, and then threw this suspicion behind him and started chatting with the Doudi.

Soon, a rain of flowers suddenly started to fall over the Longtai.

The light pink petals condensed by Dou Qi slowly fell down, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by this scene. They knew that the eldest prince Yuan Canglei and the Saint Xue Ling should appear.

Sure enough, a carriage led by more than a dozen giant dragons appeared in the sky, slowly coming into the air and landed on the dragon platform. Around the dragon chariot, there were boys and girls following each other.

Yuan Canglei walked out of the dragon chariot, and then picked up a woman from the dragon chariot. The two were wearing red gold robes, and the woman had a red cloth head covered with her head.

"This wedding is almost the same as our human race."

A Doudi next to Ning Qi nodded slowly.

"Everyone, my son Yuan Canglei's wedding today, and the guests here are all good friends!"

The Yuanlong Emperor wearing a purple gold crown slowly stood up and glanced at everyone.

"Yi Zheng Qian Kun, the couple is the beginning of human relations!"

"Poetry Zhou Zhao, marriage is the source of the king's transformation!"

"So, the phoenix is ​​singing, and the phoenix is ​​singing for five generations, and the peaches are burning, and the songs are so good that they can last for thousands of years!"

Emperor Yuanlong's voice was thick and straight, like clouds and thunder, resounding in everyone's hearts.

Even outside the palace, you can hear it! "Okay!"

"The eldest prince and the saint are born together! I offer a gift to the Shenzong to offer a pair of congratulatory gifts of the 'Ten Thousand Years of Purple Cicada Fruit'!"

"Hiss... The sacrifice to the God Sect is such a big deal. Are they going to join forces with the Yuanlong clan?"

Immediately afterwards, guests who came here presented gifts one by one.

These gifts were received by Yuan Yi. Yuan Canglei's face changed slightly when he heard the Wannian Zi Cicada Fruit. The rest of the time was very calm.

Soon, everyone gave gifts, but they found that there was a guy who didn't move at all and seemed to have no intention of giving gifts.

"Brother Beixuan, it's time for you. Don't stand there. Where is your gift?"

The Doudi beside Ning Qi kindly reminded him.

Yuan Long Emperor, Yuan Canglei, Yuan Yi, everyone subconsciously looked at Ning Qi.

"Is it him?"

Yuan Yi's face suddenly changed drastically.

At this time, Ning Qi stood up, ignored everyone, and looked directly at Xue Ling with a red veil: "Xue Ling, I'm here to take you back."
Chapter completed!