The Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth was knocked away by a huge force.

The light dissipated, and Zhongyuan Zijun and even the masters watching not far away exclaimed.

"Is this the soul? What a huge Dharma image!"

"Who is this?"

"This soul, this magic weapon...tsk, spectacular."

A huge figure appeared in front of everyone.

This person is a hundred miles tall, has pure gold skin, and has dark fish scale patterns on it.

Wearing a dark gold double-horned dragon robe, the demon clouds are like canopies, floating above the head, covering the sunlight, and the cold wind is like a belt, lingering beside him.

He holds the Fengdu Mountain in Beiyin with his left hand and the Golden Palace in Changle with his right hand.

The emperor's jade crown above his head, and the human emperor's sword snuggled beside him.

The might of the world is overwhelming, and the divine light is shining.

His eyes were like torches, his eyebrows were golden eyes, and there was a faint smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!