Chapter 4778

At the top of the sacred mountain, the sea of clouds is rolling.

Suddenly, a terrible pillar of light burst into the sky, tearing the endless sea of clouds and piercing the depths of the sky.

The two figures rushed straight into the sky and fought fiercely together with unparalleled posture. The sound of terrible explosion continued to ring from the sky.

The breath of terror, like an avalanche of tsunamis, instantly spread across the huge island.

At the same time, countless monks looked up at the sacred mountain in the center of the giant island.

They saw that on the holy mountain, the sea of clouds was brutally torn, and the terrible energy ripples spread in all directions in a ring.

The more powerful monk looked at it and was shocked to find that two figures were fighting together in the deep sea of torn clouds.

"Someone is fighting on the holy mountain! Who are those two?"

"Is it difficult that the adult in the holy mountain was born?"

“……”

In the huge island and countless cities, many monks were frightened. It seemed that they knelt on the ground one after another when they thought of something.

There are many legends about the sacred mountain in the cities of the giant island. Everyone believes in the existence of the sacred mountain. Otherwise, they will not hold a grand ceremony to sacrifice the mountain.

Now, there are two figures in the holy mountain. Many people think it is a miracle. The existence of the holy mountain appears and shows them a miracle.

Liangyi City, in the city master's residence.

The burly middle-aged man, with mountain guards and soldiers, is telling the city Lord Gong Jing about the situation on the holy mountain.

"What? Zhuo Xiaoyou went back to Shenshan again? Why did he go back?" Gong Jinghuan was shocked and asked.

Hong Qiang gang leader Xi Han, as well as Xi Qiang, Yang Zuo and Yu Hong, showed the color of loss.

When Zhuo Wen went to Shenshan, they had guessed that Zhuo Wen might not come back.

Because Zhuo Wen is not a man on the giant island. His purpose of coming to the giant island is to climb the sacred mountain.

Boom, boom!

Suddenly, on the top of the sacred mountain, there was an earth shaking sound of terrible explosion, and the ripples of terrible energy roared here like mountains and seas.

"What's that? Someone is fighting on the holy mountain?"

In the city master's mansion, some friars looked up at the holy mountain. They vaguely saw two human shadows in the depths of the sea of clouds and countless explosive energies.

"Is the Lord of the holy mountain!"

Gongjinghuan's pupils shrunk, as if thinking of something, he quickly knelt on the ground.

Xi Han, Xi Qiang and other people in the city Lord's house also knelt on the ground, their eyes full of respect.

The holy mountain is of special significance to them. The whole island is blessed by the holy mountain. Now the Lord of the holy mountain appears, how can they disrespect it?

"Lord! Who is the other man?"

In the city master's house, a friar knelt on the ground, but raised doubts in his heart.

The other monks also looked at Gong Jinghuan, and his question was also what they wanted to ask.

Gong Jinghuan shook his head and said, "how do I know that this person can fight with the Lord of the holy mountain? I'm afraid he is a powerful existence not weaker than the Lord of the holy mountain, which is far from what we can guess!"

The burly middle-aged man kneeling not far away said thoughtfully, "Lord Mayor! Do you think another person is Lord Zhuo? After all, he has entered the top of the holy mountain..."

As soon as he said this, the scene was silent!

Everyone showed an incredible look.

"Impossible! How does Lord Shenshan exist? It must be the supreme existence to fight with him!"

"Although Lord Zhuo is strong, he has no beginning in the cultivation of Taoism. How can he fight with the Lord of the holy mountain? It's impossible to think about it!"

“……”

Many people present shook their heads and did not recognize the burly middle-aged man.

Gong Jinghuan also shook his head and said, "I've seen the strength of Zhuo Xiaoyou. It's really much stronger than ordinary Taoism without beginning, but it's not strong enough to fight with the Lord of Shenshan!"

Hearing the speech, everyone nodded approvingly.

Xihan, Xiqiang and others have flashing eyes. They look up and stare at one of the figures fighting on the holy mountain.

Somehow, the more they looked, the more they felt that this figure looked like Zhuo Wen.

Maybe the other person who fought with the Lord of Shenshan could really be Zhuo Wen?

This means that Zhuo Wen has been hiding his accomplishments all the time.

Boom, boom!

At the top of the holy mountain, Zhuo Wen's body hung in the air, surrounded by a huge purple gold sword, arranged and circled in a mysterious way.

Opposite Zhuo Wen, there stood a slender candle emperor.

At the moment, the candle emperor radiated a bright light, like a big day, releasing his own light and heat.

In particular, his eyes were golden, like two Eternal Golden flames, which made people dare not look at them.

"Zhuo Wen! If you only have this strength, you are doomed to defeat today!"

The candle emperor smiled and stepped out. It seemed very slow. In the blink of an eye, it had appeared above Zhuo Wen.

The candle emperor's right palm gently pressed down, and the endless bright golden awns condensed in the center of his palm to form some strange golden lines.

Boom, boom!

To Zhuo Wen's horror, the purple and gold swords all over him burst one after another, and the right palm of the candle emperor came across and fell heavily on Zhuo Wen's chest.

Zhuo Wen repeatedly retreated, blocking his hands in front of him.

Boom!

When the two touch, the energy dissipates like a deep sea, and the surrounding space distorts and collapses.

Zhuo Wen groaned and stepped back hundreds of steps, each step shaking the surrounding space.

"I really thought you were the chosen one? Unfortunately, you disappointed me very much!" the candle emperor shook his head, and the golden awn in the depths of his eyes gradually became dim and faint.

"Candle emperor! How do you know I've done my best?"

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, his eyes became dark, and endless magic fog gushed out of his acupoints in an instant.

In an instant, Zhuo Wen's whole body was covered by the magic fog, and his breath suddenly soared to an extremely incredible level.

"En? Taigu magic gas? It's a little interesting!"

The candle emperor felt the terror of the ancient evil spirit around Zhuo Wen, and his eyes showed interest.

Zhuo Wen jumped up, and a divine soul sword came out. It changed from purple gold to dark color, and gathered together one after another, turning into a huge dark long sword.

"Cut!"

Zhuo Wen's right sword finger cut down in the air. The huge dark long sword tore space and broke time, and cut it down ruthlessly.

The huge sea of clouds around the holy mountain rolled back one after another, and was cut into two sections by the dark long sword, which quickly split towards both sides.

The eyes of the candle emperor became dignified, and his dark eyes suddenly burst out bright light.

And the light became more and more intense. Finally, two blazing golden flames burst out of his eyes, instantly cut through the sky and collided with the dark long sword.

To Zhuo Wen's surprise, the spirit sword idea in the state of magic dye was directly burned into nothingness by the golden flame.

Moreover, the golden flame became more and more intense, and spread all over the sky in an instant, like burning the sky.

Then, the burning fire locked Zhuo Wen, swept across, and instantly drowned Zhuo Wen's figure