In the hall.

There are only a few saints...

Nuwa's face was calm and she couldn't see anything. The holy smirked at the corners of her mouth, but she didn't know what she was thinking!

The wedding is very simple!

Nothing worships the world!

Nothing inconsistent!

They don't worship the heavens!

No worship!

Not to worship the saints!

This whole world is full of their witnesses!

This is enough!

At this moment, the entire prehistoric world, the entire world, and all the focus were on Wei Ziqing and Honglian!

This wedding lasted for a full five years before it ended!

That is, when Wei Ziqing sent back to Honglian into the boudoir and wanted to formally bridal chamber.

Several saints disappeared!

It was also at this time that the world suddenly changed...

The entire prehistoric continent shook, and dark clouds enveloped the entire prehistoric continent!

At the same time...

Several surging saint pressure enveloped the entire prehistoric continent.

A burst of extremely rampant words came even more.

"Hahaha, the ninth universe? The prehistoric world? Hahaha, my gods have planned tens of thousands of epochs and finally arrived here..."
Chapter completed!