Chapter 1129 The World of Desolate Gods, Hunyuan Golden Immortal

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The dark chaos is filled with violent chaotic energy.

Except for the occasional Chaos Divine Stone, monks are rarely seen, let alone the Hunyuan World.

But this time is an exception.

‘Boom’.

The violent chaotic spiritual energy was instantly crushed by a huge world that shone with navy blue brilliance.

Before it could be transformed into earth fire and feng shui, it was absorbed and refined by the crystal wall system.

Soon, another huge world with red crystal walls followed.

Of course, this is not the end.

Another deep purple world emerged from the chaos.

The three worlds are in the shape of a triangle, and the red world in the middle is the largest.

It's just slightly smaller than the prehistoric world, and almost different from Xu Junming's mountain world.

The powerful power of the realm overwhelms hundreds of millions of miles of chaos, and everything in its path is crushed.

Looking through the crystal wall and across the slightly desolate starry sky, a huge world appeared.

Half of this world is sea water and half is land.

In the center of the land, a giant peak rises from the ground and reaches into the sky.

In the vast expanse of land, giant trees thousands of feet or even ten thousand feet tall can be seen everywhere.

In the majestic jungle, two-headed giant wolves that are hundreds of feet long hunt in packs. Giant purple centipedes that are thousands of feet in length compete with giant one-horned snakes. Giant lions with scorpion tails stand on top of mountains, and their roars shake billions.

inside.

In the distant lake, an old one-horned gio with a length of ten thousand feet opened its ferocious dragon eyes and looked around the surrounding territory.

'call'!

Along with the strong wind that tore the sky and the earth apart, the world suddenly turned dark.

The roaring giant scorpion-tailed lion 'whimpered' and quickly lowered its head.

The old Qiu in the lake had obvious fear in his eyes. He swayed his body and plunged into the lake and disappeared.

For a time, all the beasts surrendered.

In mid-air, there is a giant beast with a wingspan of one million feet, a body like a roc, but with the heads of a tiger, an eagle, and a snake. It looks at the scene of all the beasts facing the sky, with a look of satisfaction in its eyes.

However, after seeing that majestic mountain towering into the sky, there was a clear yearning in his eyes.

Suddenly, a dazzling light shot past the sky and reached the top of the giant peak.

Through the thick clouds, a magnificent palace complex stands on the top of Jufeng Mountain.

The light fell from the sky and landed on a huge bluestone square.

The light dissipated, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, a golden crown, a high nose, deep eyes, blue pupils, long golden hair, and twelve wings on his back came out.

The surrounding guards, who were hundreds of feet tall, wore helmets and carried armor, and had strong auras, quickly hit their chests with their hands when they saw the person coming, with respectful expressions.

"Lord Tianjun."

With a flash of light, the wings on the man's back disappeared in an instant. After nodding slightly, he took a step and crossed a hundred feet in an instant. In a few steps, he passed through the long steps and arrived in front of the golden palace.

Looking at the bright golden 'Palace of the Wild God' on the plaque, he straightened his clothes and walked in.

Twelve golden pillars in the grand hall support a huge space that can hold a thousand worlds.

In the middle, at the end of the passage sandwiched by golden pillars is a huge golden throne.

This throne is like a golden chair that has been enlarged countless times. The back of the chair is particularly tall, almost reaching the top of the palace.

The broad and tall chair backs are embossed with countless exotic animals, large and small.

At the top of these strange beasts stands a strange beast that looks like a unicorn but has twelve heads.

All beasts prostrate under its feet, highlighting its supreme status.

Looking up at the high golden chair, a flash of light flashed through the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"Yuyi, you came a little late this time."

A figure with the head of a lion and the body of a scorpion, a hundred feet tall, strode over.

The aura is so powerful that it has obviously entered the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

"Xie Luo, there is still one day left before the deadline set by Lord Aragami, and I am not late."

"Having said that, you are the last one."

"That guy Moron is already here?"

"Of course, look!"

Looking in the direction pointed by Xie Luo, on the first chair to the right of the central golden chair, there sat a giant bald man with a broad face, a majestic build, and a single horn.

The lion's nose is wide and its mouth is wide, and although its eyes are slightly closed, it still reveals an attractive evil aura.

As if he noticed the gazes of the two people, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two dark yellow upright snake pupils appeared, and an astonishing evil aura erupted from the sharp eyes.

Under this powerful gaze, Yu Yi and Xie Luo instantly felt a pressure.

He nodded slightly, said hello, and then looked away.

"Isn't this guy always late? Why is he so active today?" Wing Tianjun asked.

"Who knows."

The two walked inside and sat next to each other on the golden chairs on the right side.

In the entire hall, except for the giant golden chair in the center, there are eight smaller golden chairs below, all of which are now full.

Except for Fei Yi, Xie Luo, and the previous bald and one-horned villain.

Between the evil man and the wings, there was a being with a snake head and a body wearing purple robes.

Opposite them, there are also gods and demons sitting there.

The aura is powerful, no less powerful than Feiyi and the others.

The strongest among them is a woman wearing a red dress and a veil covering her face.

He was sitting opposite Molong, a strong man with a one-horned bald head.

Even though he was sitting there, he didn't show any signs of anger, which was like two extremes from Mo Long, who was full of evil energy.

It is precisely because of this that the other party is extraordinary.

Next to her was an old man with a tiger head wearing a silver robe, holding a silver crutch in both hands and taking a nap while huddled in a chair.

The old man's head is a giant man with the head of an elephant, wearing a yellow half-body armor, and a giant sword of a hundred feet. He is casually placed on the chair. With his deep elephant eyes, he looks at the cultivators in the hall from time to time, but then quickly moves away.

The one next to him, and also the last one, was shrouded in darkness, and his head and feet could not be seen, as if a black mist of a hundred feet in size was floating there, which was indescribably weird.

Although each of the eight monks has a different aura and different cultivation levels, they are all members of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

And none of them are human.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to feel something, and they all looked towards the center seat.

A middle-aged man with a height of thousands of feet, a majestic body, and a lion's nose and a wide mouth appeared silently on top.

Wearing a bright yellow robe and a golden crown on his head, he smelled luxurious.

His sharp and domineering eyes made people dare not look at him.

"See Aragami-sama."

All the practitioners greeted him respectfully.

"No need to be polite, please take a seat."

"Thank you, sir."

After the Eighth Cultivator sat down.

"Everyone, think back to the time when we were forced to leave the primitive world. Nearly a hundred Yuanhui have passed. Now that we have accumulated enough strength, it is time to take back our homeland."

The hoarse and domineering voice shook the hall.

"We are willing to follow you, sir, and take back the ancient world."

He nodded with satisfaction.

"Now we are still thousands of years away from the prehistoric world. You will go back and gather your subordinates to assemble the army and prepare for war. When we reach the prehistoric world, we will launch a large army and take back the homeland that once belonged to us."

"Your Majesty."

"Molong, ghost."
To be continued...