Return of the Divine Emperor

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As for whether Feng Shaoyu was targeting him, Yun Qingyan didn't care.

Yun Qingyan can even kill Ding He, who is in the ninth stage of Infant Dan Realm, and is afraid of wind and featherlessness?

Ding He followed the trend of Shao Yu.

Ding He relied on his own efforts to cultivate to the ninth stage of Infant Danjing. The gold content was higher than Feng Shaoyu's ninth stage of Infant Danjing.

In terms of combat effectiveness, a Ding He can fight at least two Feng Shaoyu.

"Jiang Hai, Ye Qiuyue, you will follow me to the banquet when you meet, but you must always be with me when you arrive at the banquet." Yun Qingyan looked at Jiang Hai and Ye Qiuyue.

"Brother Yun rest assured that we will never leave you." Jiang Hai spoke in unison with Ye Qiuyue.

"Viewing the sea, for your safety, you are also with me." Yun Qingyan looked at Chen Guanhai again.

Chen Guanhai's body is just a congenital soul. If you are in trouble, you will have to suffer.

The banquet time is in the evening.

The place of the banquet was inside the holy city.

Yun Qingyan promised to go to the banquet, in part because the banquet was in the holy city, giving him the opportunity to enter the holy city.

It was after dusk.

The party set off and went to the holy city for a feast.

With the relationship of Sututu, the group went smoothly to the teleportation team to the holy city.

Become the first crowd to reach the holy city.

"The suzerain has commanded that people who go to the banquet are prohibited from walking in the holy city except for free activities in the banquet area." Those who stayed in the holy city saw Yun Qingyan and others and said.

Several people in Yun Qingyan nodded slightly.

Fly to the place where the banquet is held.

After entering the holy city, Yun Qingyan let go of his consciousness.

But to his disappointment, the holy city is too big. Even with his consciousness, it can only cover about one tenth of the area.

"It seems that I can only wait for the time and slip out to look for something."

Yun Qingyan muttered in his heart.

He had decided to tear his face with Gong Yuchen half a month later, and now it was time to contact Caier.

After a while.

Yun Qingyan and his party arrived at the house where Feng Shaoyu held a banquet.

"Stop here, please show me invitations!" Someone at the door guarded them. They were all cultivated by Ying Danjing, but they were not disciples of Tian Jianzong.

Obviously, the goalkeeper is Feng Shaoyu's follower.

"It is indeed an invitation we sent, you go in!" The gatekeeper, after reading the invitations of several people in Yunqingyan, let them in.

Yun Qingyan's consciousness noticed.

After stepping into the mansion, the guard at the gate looked at his back with a meaningful look.

The banquet is open air.

There are more than thirty tables, filled with exotic fruits and fierce beast meat of innate spiritual level.

At the front of the banquet, there is also a ring stand, which can be seen at a glance as a temporary establishment.

Around the Yantai, a lot of arrays are arranged. Even the infantile warrior can hardly damage the Yantai for a while.

"Brother Yun, there are still an hour or two before the start of the banquet. Let's find a place to sit in first."

"Huh!" Yun Qingyan nodded.

After Yun Qingyan and others took their seats, one after another came.

Half an hour before the banquet, all the characters on the invited list arrived.

A true disciple is almost sitting at a table with a true disciple.

The elder almost sat at the table with the elder.

However, many inner disciples who were asked, because they were restrained, were still standing, and they seemed afraid to find a seat.

Just then, above the sky, suddenly petals scattered.

"The wind son is here, please stand up and toast!" The voice of a youth reached the ears of everyone present.

Immediately above, the petals suddenly scattered above the sky.

More than a dozen girls in pink and holding flower baskets slowly fell from the sky.

Seen from a distance, it is like a fairy in the sky.

After the girl, a young man with a pale complexion and a restrained atmosphere also fell from the air.

"King of wind!"

Except for Yun Qingyan's table, everyone else on the scene stood up, holding a wine glass, facing the youth in front of the ring.

"Ok?"

Coldly, above midair, suddenly there was a melodious sound of piano.

A beautiful young Fuqin girl in Tsing Yi fell slowly from the air.

"Xie Xiaoyan!"

Yun Qingyan recognized the Fuqin girl at a glance.

Xie Xiaoyan's eyes were calm and she was stroking the strings between her fingers.

For three full minutes, Xie Xiaoyan ended the melodious sound of the piano, and then she put the xylophone into her storage ring, and a wine glass appeared in her hand, "Have a glass of respect for the son!"

Feng Shaoyu's fascination flashed in his eyes, and he touched the wine glass lightly, then drank it.

"In the lower wind, Shaoyu, the wind family from one of the eight families in Weizhou, thank you for your face today to attend the next party!" Feng Shaoyu glanced at the crowd again.

"It's my honor to be invited by Prince Feng, how can there be no reason!" Said a group of true disciples and elders.

"Please sit down!"

Said by Feng Shaoyu, he took Xie Xiaoyan and sat on the front seat.

This position is also the closest to the Yantai.

"Strange ..." Chen Guanhai, sitting beside Yun Qingyan, muttered suddenly.

"Huh?" Yun Qingyan looked at Chen Guanhai.

"Master, you should have found out, Xie Xiaoyan is still a virgin." Chen Guanhai Chuanyin said.

Yun Qingyan nodded slightly.

"Xiao Yan is so beautiful, with Feng Shaoyu's addictive personality, I'm afraid she will take her Yuanyin by unscrupulous means, but she is still perfect." Chen Guanhai's tone was quite puzzled.

If Xie Xiaoyan repairs the world, or the background is amazing, Feng Shaoyu can't move her.

But Xie Xiaoyan is neither.

It is not surprising that Chen Guanhai can still keep his body intact.

In addition, the ten girls next to Feng Shaoyu all lost Yuanyin. From their looks, it was Yuanyin who had been taken away in the past two days.

Half an hour after the banquet.

Feng Shaoyu suddenly put down his wine glass and said to himself, "Sword boy, you can announce the beginning."

"It's my son!"

Behind Feng Shaoyu, a young coy appears out of thin air.

The young Xiaoyan flashed and appeared on the ring again. "Friends of the Heavenly Sect, our son summoned you here today, in addition to hosting a banquet to entertain everyone, but also because our son wants to give everyone a good fortune."

"good fortune?"

The eyes of the people under the ring, whether they are true disciples or elders, have been shining in their eyes.

They know the identity of Feng Shaoyu.

It is also known that Feng Shaoyu is young at the young age, and he is already the ninth-order cultivation of Yingdanjing.

If they can be gifted by Feng Shaoyu, for them, it is likely that they will be able to reach the sky in one step.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Inside the storage ring of the young Xiaoyan, ten bound books suddenly flew out.

Yun Qingyan swept through the consciousness, and all of a sudden recognized that these ten exercises were all small-level exercises.

A small sky is a level above the sky.