Chapter 381 The day of the wedding, 80,000 years later!

"It's time for Huang Zhongli to return it."

In the West Kunlun period, Queen Mother of the West glanced at the temple, and the knots were as if they were hung like fists. The yellow plums were as big as yellow, with a slightly complicated expression.

When the Eastern Prince bullied her, if it weren't for Dao Chen's rescue, she would have fallen under Pangu's true body like the Eastern Prince.

Although Xu Luo Daochen took action to present the plain cloud world flag and Huang Zhongli to Daochen, Daochen only took away the plain cloud world flag and exchanged it with the same level of innate spiritual treasures.

Huang Zhongli was not taken away, but stayed in the Western Kunlun Temple.

The Queen Mother of the West originally thought that when Huang Zhongli was mature, she would send Huang Zhongli to the Heavenly Court again, but she did not expect that.

Now Daochen is about to marry a heavenly marriage.

Moreover, the person who was seeking marriage was actually Nuwa.

For a moment, Queen Mother of the West was afraid of the five scents, and she couldn't tell what it felt.

"well."

"It's a sin."

"This Huang Zhongli should be sent back to the Heavenly Court, which can be considered a cause and effect."

Queen Mother of the West sighed softly, her expression extremely complicated.

...

At the same time, in the heavenly court.

Inside the Xihuang Palace.

Fuxi was like a big toad, slapped his Fuxi Bagua, and around him, Bai Ze, Ghost Car, Ji Meng, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, etc., all of them were standing in awe and dared not breathe.

Carefully watch Fuxi deduce the Fuxi Bagua!

There is no other reason.

They are choosing good days for Daochen.

After all, it is a combination of saints, or the first heavenly marriage between heaven and earth.

They had to take it seriously.

If the choice is not good, it will affect the fortune of the demon clan, how is this good?

What is more important is that it will affect the speed of making the little golden crow.

What's wrong?

So after a battle between dragons and tigers, Fuxi's identity as a brother-in-law, and Daochen personally issued an order, he took the initiative to deduce the day of the wedding.

Bai Ze, who had just rushed back from the Taiyin Star, could only look at it with a glance.

"Well, two years later?"

"Yeah, not good!"

"ten years?"

"Yeah, not good!"

"century?"

"Well, it's still not good."

Fuxi lay on Fuxi's Eight Trigrams like a big toad, staring at the demonstration of the hexagrams, and no matter how you look at it, you can't find a satisfactory day.

The Heavenly Marriage of the Demon Emperor is a top-notch event for the entire demon clan.

Wouldn't it be a shame that the Demon King's majesty be destroyed after just a hundred years?

On the contrary, it seemed that the Heavenly Court was a little impatient, and this made people in the prehistoric world feel that our demon clan had lost its etiquette.

No!

"You should deduce it quickly!"

"That's right, can you Fuxi be okay? Let me do it!"

"I'm so rude. If I hadn't seen you as the demon king's brother-in-law, my old dragon would have given you two harpoons when I went up, and I would be so anxious."

Looking at Fuxi, this day is not good, that day is not good, and the monsters are so anxious!

They didn't care when the Demon King would attain the Heavenly Marriage.

What they care about is.

How long can the mirror of Donghuang Taiyi last?

If Dao Chen accidentally discovered it.

Then they will be Spartan together...

"Since there, there!"

However, at this moment, Fuxi suddenly stood up from the ground and pointed at Fuxi's Bagua in front of him with great excitement.

Hearing Fuxi's words, all the monsters present subconsciously stretched their heads over.

What's there?

"Ahem!!"

Seeing the many big monsters stretching their heads over and listening carefully, Fuxi coughed dryly, showing majesty on his face.

"I have already calculated the day of the Demon Emperor's wedding!"

"Good days are just eighty thousand years later!"

"Boom!"

As Fuxi finished speaking, before he could show off, immortal lights flashed throughout the Xihuang Palace, and dazzling lights shook the nine heavens.

Dozens and hundreds of innate spiritual treasures swaying with dazzling divine light.

Everyone thought of Fuxi calling him away.

“…”

Seeing the innate spiritual treasures greeting him, Fuxi was also confused.

What to do?

I tried my best to deduce the day of the Heavenly Wedding for the Demon Emperor, which was set to be 80,000 years later. Am I wrong?

But people like Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun don’t care.

The Donghuang Bell shone with a ray of light and suddenly appeared above Fuxi's head. Endless suppression power came, like a billion gods and mountains, Fuxi's body, which was still running, was immediately fixed on the spot.

Then...

A series of shocking roars sounded.

The terrifying roar could be heard within a radius of 100,000 miles outside the Xihuang Palace.

After the halo dissipated, Fuxi fell to the ground with forks four times, with blue smoke rising from his mouth, and looked at the entrance above his head with a look of indifference.

What am I doing wrong?

As for how this is done to me?

"Thirty thousand years, at most thirty thousand years, more than thirty thousand years, I'll come here next time!"

Donghuang Taiyi's vicious voice rang out.

Just kidding!

To prove the soul of heaven, you actually chose it after 80,000 years.

If my mirror is found.

You Fuxi compensate me???

Di Jun, Bai Ze, Ghost Car, and Ji Meng also looked at Fuxi fiercely.

That's very obvious.

Hurry up!

Don't delay our good things!

For more than 30,000 years, I will wait to see you beat you up once.

The last time, when the demon demons were so united, they were still building the demon harem, which was targeting Dao Chen.

They dare not take action.

Now you, Fuxi, dare to set the wedding date to 80,000 years later.

We can't beat the Demon King, can't beat you?

When Daochen learned that Fuxi was going to set the wedding day to 80,000 years later, he was Sparta.
To be continued...