Chapter 1778

"That's Yunding golden palace!"

"Go! Go and see the excitement!"

Behind Tang Hao, several figures came up and rushed to the golden palace.

There is no treasure in the golden palace. It used to be. It has long been empty, leaving only an empty shell. However, it is the top of the sacred mountain and the end of this trip. All the demons who enter the sacred mountain will gather there to argue and compete.

The name of Shenshan on Taoism comes from this.

At this moment, many people have gathered in the square in front of the palace.

In the middle of the crowd, two figures hung in the air and sat down. Their yuan gods came out of their bodies. The imperial envoy robbed the weapons and fought fiercely.

One is the seal type, and the other is the sword shaped robber, which constantly bombards and collides with gorgeous brilliance.

The roar shook the earth.

These two people are two robbers, so they are both yuan gods out of the body and fight with Yuan gods. If they were three robbers, it would be another battle method.

After a fierce fight for a moment, the young man who made the sword was a little better. He blew the seal away, and then a sword blew away to blow his opponent away.

In an instant, cheers and chagrins were heard from the crowd in all directions.

The winner was from the Shen family. There was cheering and the atmosphere was jubilant, while the opponent was from the sun family. All the sun people over there looked embarrassed.

Duels like this represent not their own face, but the face of their respective clans. They can't lose.

"Ha ha! You sun people can't!"

The son of Shen family burst out laughing.

Behind him, a group of Shen family geniuses laughed at the sun family.

The sun people's faces turned blue. Immediately someone jumped out and picked the one in the battlefield.

After a fierce fight, the sun family genius won, and it was the sun family's turn to be proud again.

Then the Shen family jumped out and challenged the sun family.

In this way, the geniuses of the two ethnic groups took turns to play, but the two saints didn't move. They were the saints and had different identities. Now the people haven't arrived. They are all fighting and making a small fuss.

When all ethnic groups are almost there, it is time for their son to play.

You are the son of a family. Each of them stands out from hundreds of millions of ethnic groups. They are all dragons and phoenixes among people and the pride of heaven. They have pride in their hearts and no one will obey anyone.

In the past, they were scattered in all sides of the spiritual shortage, and there was no chance to compete. Now this holy mountain discussion meeting is the best time.

They are all recuperating and waiting for the next war.

From the bottom of the holy mountain, people poured up and gathered on the square.

On the Wudao cliff beside Tianmu pool, those people left one after another and came here all the way.

Nearly 100000 talents gathered here.

Qin, Yao, Shen, Yan

The demons of each clan stand in all directions. In front of each group of demons, there is an eye-catching figure standing proudly with great momentum.

They should all be three robbers. They all have bright immortal light on their bodies. They are all wearing treasure clothes and armor. Their upper class turns with dazzling Shenhua, which sets them off as an extraordinary warrior, just like the ancient god of war and immortal Ling the world.

"Boom!"

A loud noise.

I don't know who took the lead, and then there was a series of roars. They each released their momentum and rose into the sky, turning into a huge column of light into the sky.

Thousands of fairy lights instantly tore open the sky overhead, and a strong breath filled the air, shaking the whole palace.

"Dang Dang!"

In the palace, an ancient Taoist clock vibrated and sounded.

The bell sounded long and long, as if it had penetrated the gap between time and space, coming from the distant ancient years.

On the square, everyone was shocked and their blood was boiling.

The saints were even more excited and determined to fight.

They glanced at each other. Before the war began, their eyes and momentum had been fiercely exchanged.

"Who goes first?"

The geniuses of all nationalities looked around and were very nervous.

Which two ethnic groups will the first war between the sons break out?

"I'll come!"

Suddenly, a loud drink exploded, and a figure stepped out to the center of the square.

He was tall and burly, wearing a purple magic armor and holding a purple magic gun in his hand. They were all shining with a strong breath,

His face was even more handsome, like a knife cut, and his long black hair was like ink. When he walked around, it flew with the wind, adding a bit of wild and uninhibited temperament to him.

The most attractive thing about him is his eyes, which are golden, but a pair of natural God pupils.

He is Yan Nanfei, the Holy Son of Yan nationality. He is born with the talent of saints. He has a pair of supreme god pupils and unparalleled combat power. He is a peerless demon who covers one side and is famous.

"It's him!"

The pupils of all the people in the four directions shrunk, and even those holy sons' faces changed slightly.

Yan Nanfei is born with a pair of divine pupils. He has strong combat power and is a strong opponent.

"First war, I'll come! Who dares to fight with me!"

Yannan flying dragon takes the tiger step with a momentum of Lingtian. The pair of divine pupils shine a frightening light and look around.

Ordinary demons dare not look at him at all. Occasionally someone looks at him, that is, ah's scream. He immediately covers his eyes and falls down, but he is hurt by the pair of God pupils.

"Hiss!"

The four sides immediately sounded a cool voice.

They have all heard of the power of this pair of divine pupils. Among many natural divine pupils in the world, this is one of the most powerful divine pupils, but they didn't expect that this power is so amazing that they will be hurt just when they are swept by their eyes.

"This pair of divine pupils... Are amazing!"

"Yan Nantian is really powerful!"

Then there was an exclamation in the crowd.

The saints in the four directions hesitated a little. Yan Nantian's strength was not bad. He was against him in the first war. Many people still had no bottom in their hearts.

"I'll come!"

A moment later, a loud drink sounded.

On one side of the square, a holy Son stepped forward.

The man is dressed in white like snow, has incomparably beautiful health, has jade like skin and waterfall like black hair, and is also equipped with various kinds of beautiful jade around his waist. The whole person is covered with a misty glow, and has a dust-free temperament that doesn't eat human fireworks.

"It's him!"

Everyone was surprised. He was the son of the Zhong family and the natural talent of a saint. He was born with a divine bone and his flesh was extremely strong.

"They are all natural talents of saints. I don't know which is stronger, the divine bone or the divine pupil?"

Everyone is looking forward to it.

These two are very famous, but they have never had a duel. Today we can know which is more powerful.

"If you are surnamed Yan, let me Zhong Bai come to meet you and see if you are strong in Yan or I am strong in Zhong!"

The son of the bell family walked forward with a floating posture.

Halfway through the journey, he paused, looked at the Qin clan, fell on the beautiful shadow, and said with a smile: "sister Xiangyi, just watch and see how your brother Zhong can show his great power..."

As he spoke, he also listened to his chest. There was an amazing sense of war rising on his body, like a rainbow through the air.