Chapter 37

Seeing the three sons of God appearing, Wu Yue and all the high-level leaders of the Jiange were very excited. They saluted respectfully and shouted, and many disciples of the Jiange below were also shouting at the top of their voices. For a moment, the momentum of the Jiange shook the world, making people palpitate!

"Three strong men from the Ninth Heaven of Creation? The Jiange is hidden so deeply!" Yang Yuxi looked at the three Shenzi who had just appeared, and said with a gloomy expression.

Yang Yuxi was really taken aback this time. He didn't expect that behind the Jiange there were three people from the Ninth Heaven of Fortune supporting them.

Even if they teach in the early days, there are less than twenty elders who have created the Nine Heavens. In his opinion, Jiange has always been the weakest of the twelve holy places.

Unexpectedly, Jiange's true strength was not weaker than Hunyuan Holy Land, and even slightly stronger, which made Yang Yuxi very uncomfortable.

Even the other two Supreme Elders were really taken aback by the three Shenzi facing them.

The Jiange, which now has six strong people in the Ninth Layer of the Creation Realm, is no longer something they can suppress, and this time, it may not be so easy for them to destroy the Jiange.

"Get out! You are not worthy to talk to me!" Shenzi yelled violently, his eyes were like knives, and a killing intent burst out, and the coercion of the Perfect Creation Realm instantly enveloped Yang Yuxi!
For a moment, Yang Yuxi felt as if he was bearing the power of the sky, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he even felt that he would step into hell in the next second.

"Humph!"

Just when Yang Yuxi was about to be unbearable, a cold snort exploded in his ears, dispelling the coercion of the Son of God, and it was Elder Jiang Xu standing beside him who made the move!

Yang Yuxi lightened all over, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but the humiliation in his heart made him want to go crazy.

But he also knew that in front of the Son of God, a strong man in the perfect state of good fortune, even if he was already at the third level of good fortune, he was still like an ant.

He couldn't bear the momentum alone, and he could only bury this humiliation deeply in his heart. He secretly made up his mind that he would turn the entire Jiange into hell later.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuxi no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand, and crushed the jade talisman without saying a word.

Immediately, the wind and cloud surged above the Jiange, and a huge coercion appeared, and all the people present were lying on the ground, except the people taught by Taichu.

In an instant, the figure of Chu Fengchen, the head teacher in the early days, appeared beside Yang Yuxi, looking up in the direction of Shenzi and the others.

"Are you from Shinto Palace?"

At this moment, an uncertain voice came from Chu Fengchen's mouth.

"That's right. I'm Nangong Moyu, the son of the god of the Shinto Palace. It's rare that someone recognizes me!" The son of God nodded, feeling very moved. Nearly ten thousand years have passed, even in this world where everyone is cultivating, more than 9000 years , and everything has changed.

Nangong Moyu, the son of the last god of the Shinto Palace!
When the Son of God confessed with his own mouth, when these four words sounded in the world, the whole world was silent.

Although many people present did not know Nangong Moyu, the three words Shendao Palace were deeply engraved in some people's minds, because these three words not only represented a powerful force, but also It is a legendary force in the middle ages of Immortal Ancient Continent.

"Elder Jiang Xu, what kind of power is the Shinto Palace? Is it very powerful?" Yang Yuxi looked at Jiang Xu who was also shocked beside him with puzzled eyes.

"Elder Jiang Xu?"

Looking at Jiang Xu who was still there in a daze, Yang Yuxi had no choice but to remind him again.

"Ah! Holy Son, what did you say?"

Yang Yuxi sighed, and repeated the question again: "I said, what kind of power is the Shinto Palace? Is it powerful?"

"Holy Son, the Shinto Palace is a sacred place in the Middle Ages, and it is located in our Zhongzhou. Not only that, their sphere of influence once expanded to Beizhou, Xizhou and Shengzhou, second only to the six states of Taoism in ancient times. land."

After learning about the origin of the Shinto Palace, Yang Yuxi was puzzled again: "Didn't it mean that in the Middle Ages, there was no power left after the Yuan Tribulation of the century? Why do people from the Shinto Palace still exist now?"

Jiang Xu shook his head, and said with a blank face: "I don't know, maybe they have some treasure to escape? But the Shinto Palace has not been born for a long time, and I don't know they appeared this time. What is it for?"

"And why is it Jiange's backer, and what's even more frightening is that none of us know how many forces the Shinto Palace has controlled over the years, and how many forces have connections with them?"

At this time, Chu Fengchen in the air looked at Nangong Moyu, and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be alive, anyway, to be able to fight against a celestial pride like you here, this trip is worthwhile for this sect!"

And Yang Yuxi and the others above the clouds were also looking at the Jiange people on the opposite side with full of fighting spirit at this moment. Although they had never heard of Nangong Moyu, they even didn't know much about Shendao Palace.

But after all, the other party is a super strong man with a perfect cultivation base, and they admire Chu Fengchen, the number one man in the world, and look forward to the battle between him, the number one man in the world, and Nangong Moyu!

"Okay, I can't use it here, let's wait, fight in the void!" Nangong Moyu took a deep look at Yang Yuxi and the others opposite, and finally nodded.

"Jiantou and Jiansan, you two stay here to deal with other people. This battle is about Jiange's life and death. You must go all out! Do you understand?" Nangong Moyu turned to Wuyue and two brothers.

The offensive power of the Taichu Sect this time was astonishing, and it was not something the three of them could resist. Later, Nangong Moyu let the two people he brought stay behind, and five people from the Ninth Heaven of Fortune were in charge.

With the strength of the five people on the opposite side, they won't be able to make a big wave. After all, the strength of both sides is about the same now.

In addition to the difference in the number of Creation Realms, there are five high-end combat powers, so it is still unclear who will live and who will die on both sides!

As for those martial guards, they need to surround the Jiange to prevent anyone from escaping, so these people are useless.

…………

In the void above the Jiange Pavilion, Nangong Moyu's figure quietly appeared, Chu Fengchen also stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Nangong Moyu opposite him, his face was calm, his purple long clothes sizzled, and the wind in the void was blowing His long silver-white hair was constantly blowing up.

As expected of being the most powerful person in the world, Nangong Moyu couldn't help admiring Chu Fengchen's indifferent face in his heart.

Even if he is number one in the world, he may not be able to remain calm in front of him, a strong man with perfect creation.

And Chu Fengchen's cultivation base is only in the state of perfect creation, at most he has broken through several decades earlier than him, but now he can deal with it calmly, which shows his aloofness.

(End of this chapter)

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