Great Emperor Myriad

Boom!

At this moment, there was a bright light blooming in the void, as if thunder descended, a chariot full of golden light came across the sky, exuding ancient and mysterious aura fluctuations.

Around that golden chariot, there are eight powerful men wearing golden armor, one by one, with bright eyes and indifferent faces, and the powerful breath of the whole body is as vast as the sea, and they are extremely loyal to protect the golden chariot.

Vaguely, everyone could see a young man on the golden chariot. Although he could not see his face, he had an extraordinary and mysterious temperament.

"It's Prince Junmo here!"

Someone exclaimed, and immediately everyone's eyes showed a look of awe.

Prince Junmo was the unparalleled arrogant who came to the War God Realm with His Majesty ten years ago. He shocked the entire War God Realm as soon as he was born, demonstrating his extraordinary talent and strong combat power. .

In the past ten years, Prince Junmo has gained a reputation with his extraordinary talents, and has gained a large group of followers. The eight strong men in golden armor around the golden chariot are his eight major followers. Those who are known as the Eight Great Sun God Generals, under the good fortune bestowed by Jun Mo, at this moment have all become powerhouses in the spirit realm!

"The sun chariot of Prince Junmo is said to be a powerful artifact! There are also those eight sun god generals, and it is the good fortune given by Prince Junmo to become gods! I don't know if we have a chance to become a god. Followers of Prince Junmo?"

Someone said with envy.

"Don't think about it! The eight sun gods are all the peerless Tianjiao of the world. How can we be qualified to be followers of Prince Junmo? But I heard that Prince Junmo has already spoken and wants to subdue Long Aotian to become His ninth sun god general!"

"Conquer Long Aotian? Hey, I think it is really possible! That Long Aotian is really a great fortune!"

"Isn't it? The Changshengmen is already a mouse crossing the street. Everyone shouts and beats. I don't know which corner I hide in. I don't dare to show up for ten years! If Long Aotian has taken refuge in Prince Junmo, he will be spared. It's a disaster!"

"Today's battle, it seems that Long Aotian is bound to lose!"

"But until now that Long Aotian hasn't appeared yet, is he not paying attention to Prince Jun Mo at all?"

"..."

Everyone was talking quietly.

"Long Aotian is finally here!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Whoo!

A bright golden light came from across the sky like a horse, reaching the extreme speed, appearing on the top of Changsheng Mountain almost instantly, causing the emptiness in all directions to violently shake.

expensive!

An ancient dragon chant sounded through the sky, and the golden divine light dispersed, revealing a young figure.

He was an extremely handsome young man, who seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with every inch of his skin glowing like the sun.

His figure is tall and straight like a dragon, and his whole body seems to be surrounded by a golden dragon, making him look heroic, like a young god of war, with an invincible aura.

"This kid, has he grown up like this?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and his eyes were full of emotion.

The familiar figure he felt was naturally Long Aotian, but he didn't expect to see you again a hundred years later, Long Aotian is no longer the appearance of a small child back then, has become a heroic teenager.

However, Ling Xiao had already hidden his breath and face, and Long Aotian couldn't recognize him at all.

"Jun Mo, I'm already here! Don't you dare to show up for a fight?"

Long Aotian stared at the golden chariot and said in a cold voice, there was a clamor in his voice, and it instantly spread to everyone's ears.

"Long Aotian, I didn't expect you to really dare to come!"

The faint voice slowly sounded.

On the golden chariot, the two veils slowly dispersed, and a young figure walked out of it slowly.

That is a perfect young man.

He was very energetic, and his body was gushing with dazzling glow. He looked handsome and extraordinary. His eyes were as bright as stars, and his whole body exuded an unimaginable extraordinary aura, like a god king coming from the nine heavens.

As soon as he appeared, the eight sun gods around the golden chariot all bowed respectfully.

"Meet the prince!"

The eyes of the eight sun gods are full of fanatical worship.

And everyone around, at the moment when they saw Prince Jun Mo appeared, although they did not kneel down, their eyes vibrated, and the whole body trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of awe.

"Jun Mo! Ten years ago, you killed thirty-two people from my Changshengmen; three years ago, you cut off my uncle Nangong’s legs and abolished his cultivation; a year ago, you severely injured my elder brother, Let us figure out this pile, piece by piece, today! I want you to pay the debt!"

Long Aotian's gaze was sharp, full of cold killing intent, and he stared at Prince Jun Mo and said.

"what?!"

There was a murderous flash in Ling Xiao's eyes, he did not expect that Jun Mo's hands were actually stained with the blood of a disciple of the Changshengmen.

The Uncle Nangong in Long Aotian's mouth, Ling Xiao naturally knew who it was. The former Sect Master Nangong Xuan, now not only had his legs cut off by Jun Mo, but also his cultivation base was abolished. What a shame?

Rao is Ling Xiao with a strong state of mind, and at this moment still can't help but move his killing intent.

"Long Aotian, the gate of longevity goes against the sky, has entered the devil's way, death is not a pity! But you have a good talent, if you agree to become my ninth sun god, I will spare you not to die, how about?"

Prince Jun Mo smiled indifferently.

"Just rely on you? Jun Mo, stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight!"

Long Aotian sneered, his voice contained a sonorous fighting spirit, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost gushing out.

expensive!

Long Aotian's energy and blood rose, and a sun gushing endless glow appeared above his head. The powerful momentum of his whole body burst out, making everyone around him tremble.

"This Long Aotian is too strong!"

Someone tremblingly said, his face turned pale.

"But he is destined not to be an opponent of Prince Junmo! Don't say Prince Junmo, even the sun god general can destroy him!"

There are still people who are full of confidence in Prince Junmo.

But everyone's hearts were faintly looking forward to it, looking forward to this peerless battle.

They all want to see what a real gods war will be like?

"Long Aotian, you are really obsessed with not realizing it! But I forgive you, after all, you are just sitting on a well and watching the sky, you don't know the vastness of this world..."

Prince Jun Mo sighed lightly.

As soon as his voice fell, a sun god would immediately stand up and stare at Long Aotian and said, "Long Aotian, you are not worthy to challenge His Royal Highness! You pass my level first!"

Rumble!

His whole body gushed out fiery flames, and a huge battle sword appeared in his hand. The aura of his whole body became fierce, and the blade was domineering and sharp, and he instantly locked Long Aotian!

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