Chapter 2508 Thanksgiving Arm Bridge

"pretty!"

Shenlong stretched out a big claw to hit Qiqi's raised eagle claw, and said with a smirk.

"Hmph! I just know you two, one is ungrateful and the other is ungrateful.

So when I taught you the secrets of the Dafa, I’m sorry, but I didn’t teach you the most important method of anti-ming.

The spells you have learned are the cheering spells of our Guangming Shenfeng family, and they are only useful when cheering for the right guard of this Shenfeng.

It wasn't at all the anti-Ming Dafa divine formula that the ancestors of Langyuan taught me. Aren’t you capable? You have cultivated yourself. "

Shenfeng raised her head, assuming a posture of being afraid of whom, proud and sacred, and ignored Qiqi and Shenlong Zuohu.

"ah--"

"She, she can't be so smart, can she?"

Shenlong Zuohu and Qiqi ran out of battery in an instant, and hurriedly activated the Yin-Yang Wuji Cosmic Soul, and found that they couldn't convert the light divine energy into the anti-bright Wuji Yinzhou anti-ming divine energy, and they were dumbfounded.

"Hmph, Aunt Shenfeng Youhu, don't be so stingy, Qiqi was just joking with Laolong just now. I, Qiqi, have always been a fan of Aunt Shenfeng Youhu!"

Qiqi saw that this was not going to work, so he quickly gave Shenlong Zuohu a wink, and immediately started the sycophant mode.

This, ah! That's right, sister Shenfeng, don't take it to heart, we are just joking with you. "

When Shenlong heard that he hadn't learned the magic formula against Ming Dafa, because of his guilty conscience, he had to cooperate with Qiqi to speak softly.

"snort!"

This time Shenfeng Youhu's head was raised even higher, and Qiqi and Shenlong Zuohu didn't care at all.

Shenlong Zuohu and Qiqi were depressed for a while, and had no more words, so they could only look solemn, matching the majesty of Liu Qianlang's descending god.

"Thanks for your respect, Promise Yang Zhou Guangming Immortal Territory Langyuan Renzu, you are our hope of the Wooden God Wu Zhou!"

As soon as Liu Qianlang fell down, the golden halo look, the silver halo look and the copper halo look were the same and bowed down to salute at the same time, the golden halo look said very sincerely.

"This is the good fortune of Zhou, the wood god and witch, and Ben Langyuan Renzu happens to be such a messenger of light.

The gratifying changes in Muhuashen Wuzhou are the result of our joint efforts. Seeing that the respected blood halo wood god and witch emperor finally rises, the ancestors of this wave are very happy. "

Liu Qianlang returned the salute and smiled.

"Ha ha……"

"It's even more so with us. The Bloody Wooden God Witch Emperor now sees the respected Ancestor Lang Yuan Renzu late. If you invite Langyuan Renzu to the Wooden God Witch Palace, the Bloody Wooden God Witch Emperor has long been A feast of thanksgiving has been arranged for the respected ancestors of Langyuan."

Hearing Liu Qianlang's words, the three wooden gods and witches were all overjoyed, they all stepped aside and gave way with a smile.

clatter...

Just now, the trillions of wood-like witches and witches behind the three wood-turned gods and witches also made a noise, and suddenly a bridge of floating gods flashed out.

This magical bridge winds and circles until it reaches the Wooden God and Witch Palace.

This divine bridge is full of admiration for Liu Qianlang from the god of wood, Zhou Quanzhou.

The bottom of the bridge is formed by the arms of all the wooded gods and witches holding each other, and the closest ones are the arms of the three wooded gods and witches.

"Wangyuan Renzu invites you!"

The golden halo, silver halo and copper halo looked at Liu Qianlang with fluttering white hair, and then nodded deeply.

"Bright Saint Immortal Lang Yuanren Zulue and others!"

At this time, the thirteen princesses who came behind the blood-smeared wood god Wuhuang, who was far away from Zhoufeng, came in a hurry and shouted anxiously.

Then without saying a word, he greeted his thirteen beloved princesses, and separated them to build a bridge for Liu Qianlang's arms.

"this?"

Liu Qianlang was obviously embarrassed, and said loudly:

"Respected Blood Halo Wood Transformation God Witch Emperor, the three gods and friends from the Zhaoyi Wuji Yinzhou Anti-Ming Immortal Realm, how can He De, the ancestor of this wave, dare to receive such a great gift, everyone is already flattered to welcome you Already!"

"Respected Ancestor Lang Yuan of the Immortal World of Wuji Yang Guangming, please let us express a little peace of mind! Ancestor Lang Yuan please!"

Liu Qianlang was helpless, if he refused again, it would be a little artificial, so he still walked on the map of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in the great world, symbolically flying over the bridge of wooded gods and witches.

"Ha ha……"

"Respected ancestors of Langyuan, don't stop, go all the way to the main hall of the shrine. This symbolizes that we will always be united, share prosperity and common virtue, eternal friendship, and love at home!"

Seeing Liu Qianlang flying along the path, the blood-dizzy wood god witch emperor and the three wood god witches looked at each other and laughed, and the blood-sick wood god witch emperor shouted with tears in his eyes.

"Ha ha……"

"The respected blood halo wood god Wu Huang said well, I will not stop wandering with the ancestors, until the temple of the gods and witches is waiting for you, our friendship is eternal, and the love is at home.

In the future Yin Yang Wu Ji Universe, Wu Ji Yang Universe Guangming Immortal Realm will also be your home—"

Liu Qianlang is flying fast, laughing and shouting far away. Flying all the way, laughing and greeting the trillions of wood-like witches along the way, as if they were already a member of the wood-like witches.

During the flight, Shenlong Zuohu, Qiqi, and Shenfeng Youhu temporarily forgot their bickering because they were happy, and kept shaking hands with the wooden witches along the way around Liu Qianlang. The wood-turning witch fruit given by the witch.

It can be said to be floating all the way, happy all the way, and moved all the way.

Bend the Thanksgiving Bridge, and return to the palace to continue laughing.

Light enters the witch palace, darkness sees Qingling!

"Ha ha……"

"The three virtuous ministers ordered all the billions of gods and witches in the universe to enter the palace. We are proud again this time, which is unprecedented. We celebrate and congratulate the whole universe."

The blood-smeared wood god Wuhuang and Liu Qianlang sat side by side on the throne of the god Wuhuang. The blood-smeared wood god Wuhuang opened his arms happily, and announced the decree to His Royal Highness, the three phases of gold, silver and copper.

"yes!"

The three gods had already been prepared in their hearts, and after answering in unison, they turned around together, excited about the outside of the palace.

Not long after, in the vast Wooden God and Witch Palace, there were lush and lush figures of Wooden God and Witch near and far.

At this moment, the wood-forming witch, because of Liu Qianlang's yin and yang infinite soul, has changed from the previous state of a tree stump, and now it is a luxuriant tree.

To be precise, it is no longer appropriate to call them wooded gods and witches, and they should be called gods and wood gods and witches.

"Ha ha……"

"The three gods announced the beginning of the feast of thanksgiving, let us all the gods and witches of the universe raise their respect together, and pay homage to the ancestors of Langyuan Ren!

Ancestor Lang Yuan, thank you for your words, I don’t want to say more, come on! Let's have a laugh! Ha ha……"

If the universe of the Immortal Realm is really miraculous, more than ten thousand years ago, the Wuhuang, the blood-smeared wood god, was still grieved in the Law Enforcement Yuan, but more than ten thousand years later, he was once again facing the wind.

Such a change, how can anyone who has not experienced it personally feel the same. Because of this, the Wu Huang, the blood halo wood god, knew how great the Langyuan Renzu beside him was.

He didn't care about the majesty of being the blood halo wood god and witch emperor, bowed from his seat, and raised his honor with His Highness's billions of subjects, and laughed.

"Ha ha……"

"The blood-smeared wood-turning god, the Witch Emperor, is going to treat Ben Langyuan Renzu with respect like this. In this way, Ben Langyuan Renzu is at a loss."

Liu Qianlang also got up immediately, and said with a smile.

"Well, let's not stick to trivial matters, come, all the lovely subjects of the Muhua God Wu Zhou, drink this wine with our benefactor! Please, please!"

After a long time of mutual respect and congratulations, Liu Qianlang and the blood halo wood god Wuhuang raised their gods together, raised their heads and laughed and drank together!

"Ha ha……"

Then Liu Qianlang and Xueyun Muhuashenwu all laughed happily, as did the three Muhuashenwuxiang and trillions of Muhuashenshaw subjects of His Highness.