OBS Chapter 839
Chapter 839
"Heaven Court Xingyuan..."
Huo San silently read the plaque hanging on the city gate.
These four characters were seen in the illusion created by the fallen creatures.
The city gates made of white jade are also roughly similar.
It's just that illusion can only imitate its shape, but fails to imitate its aura.
Now the real one in front of me is even more majestic.
"Is this the gate of the city of God..." Zhao Xingyang took a few steps forward in a daze.
They came all the way along the edge of Tongtian Road, so the first thing they saw was the city wall.
He tried to leap into the air but was bounced back by an invisible barrier, and fell completely.
In desperation, they could only find the city gate along the city wall.
Fortunately, it was found.
"The size of the city of God is beyond imagination. The distance we traveled just now is more than 30,000 miles...and ours may not be as deep as the city of God..." Wu Xin sighed.
There is no sacred mountain on the plateau, so there is no peerless city like the Ye Family Hongye Divine City built on the sacred mountain.
Even if he has seen the biggest one in his life, it is far from reaching a radius of ten thousand li.
Therefore, the visual impact of Shencheng is self-evident.
"White Tiger door..."
"I want to come to the Sifang City Gate of the City of Gods named after the Sifang Divine Beast, and this is the West Gate..."
The fake monk Jingchen was thoughtful.
"Brother Yan Dao, do you think we should go in directly...or wait..." Wu Xin looked at Huo San, implying whether to wait for a few more groups of people to let them advance.
"Naturally, go straight in," Huo San laughed, "We probably weren't the first batch to arrive..."
Huo San could sense that many people had entered the city of God, including Sun Xiaokong, Ye Chen, and Ye Tian Shangguan Jin'er.
Mu Canglan and Baili Yidao looked down from a high altitude, looking for prey like hungry eagles.
"Heh, these two idiots really can't forget to eat everywhere..." Huo San complained in his heart.
"Okay, since others can enter, we naturally can't be left behind..." The other three took a deep breath and tried their best to keep themselves calm.
Because it is inevitable to face many competitors when entering the city of God, they must adjust their state to the best to be ready to deal with the ever-changing situation at any time.
Sure enough, trouble came when they hadn't walked out of the city gate, and they were blocked by a group of unknown cultivators.
"I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass this way, leave a spiritual source..."
As soon as Huo San heard about asking for a spiritual source, he knew that those stinky fish and rotten shrimps blocking the way in front of him were natives of the plateau.
"Everyone, Zhao Xingyang is in Xiashui Yunguan, please let us pass by for your convenience..." Zhao Xingyang didn't think too much, and directly reported his name.
Because Shuiyun Temple still has some prestige on the roof of the mortal world.
The Lord of Shuiyun Temple has set foot on the fifth stage of Yuhua many years ago, and is a veritable master-level cultivator.
This level can be said to be rare on the plateau where Spiritual Qi is scarce.
Sure enough, when the people on the opposite side heard the word Shuiyunguan, their faces changed suddenly, obviously they had heard of it.
The young man with a pair of mouse eyes at the head chuckled, and said, "Oh, so it's the Taoist brother who came from Shuiyun Temple, sorry for your disrespect..."
Then he stood aside and voluntarily made way for him.
"Brother Dao, please go ahead."
"Speaking of it, the master had a relationship with a senior from Shuiyun Temple..."
Of course, this is just an excuse, the real situation is that the mouse eyes were scared when they heard that Zhao Xingyang came from Shuiyun Temple.
The latter smiled, arched his cupped hands and said, "Then I would like to thank this brother..."
After that, he strode over.
But the other three were stopped when they followed suit.
"Hey, I said to let people go but I didn't say to let you go, what kind of onions are you..."
"What did you say!" Jingchen was furious and wanted to do it directly.
Sure enough, he is a fake monk, his temperament is too bad, he will be on the verge... Huo San laughed secretly.
"Jingchen, don't be impulsive!" Wu Xin stretched out his hand to hold Jingchen, and secretly transmitted a voice, "The road ahead is unclear, and we need to preserve our strength as much as possible..."
Then the former cupped hands smiled and said: "Wu Xin, the underworld sect, this is Master Jingchen of the Azure Dragon Temple, please let us go..."
"Di Mingzong?"
"Azure Dragon Temple!"
Those who blocked the way were a little guilty, and couldn't help but focus on the leader, Shuyan.
There are also people who secretly transmit voices.
"Boss Ma, the Underworld sect here is not easy to mess with. I heard that they specialize in the study of the Underworld, and they are doing it secretly..."
"There are also those bald donkeys in the Azure Dragon Temple, who are notoriously difficult to deal with, with rough skin and thick flesh, they can't be touched at all..."
The corners of the mouse's eyes and mouth twitched. Although he didn't want to let a few people go in vain, he was really afraid of death.
So I could only force an ugly smile, and said: "Two Dao brothers, it was Ma who was rude...Two brothers, please go ahead, please go away..."
"Thank you." Wu Xin cupped fist, then walked over.
Jingchen snorted coldly, and left without politeness.
"Damn, this time I really kicked the iron board... God, can you squeeze a soft persimmon..." Mouse Eye prayed in his heart.
He feebly raised his head and glanced at the last person, basically giving up hope.
"Where does this brother come from..."
"Death Temple." Huo San followed the example of the three people in front and reported the background.
"The Temple of Killing God?" The head of the mouse's drooping eyes froze all of a sudden.
Isn't the soft persimmon here?
What is the Temple of Killing God, I have never heard of it, it is probably an unknown sect in a corner.
"Ahem... I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass through here, leave a spiritual source..."
"Ok?"
Huo San was taken aback.
What does this mean? Look down on me killing the temple?
"What are you looking at, hand over the spiritual source!" Mouse Eye said arrogantly, "If you can't hand over the spiritual source that satisfies daddy today, don't even think about leaving here!"
Then, Mouse Eye rolled up his sleeves, making up his mind to get four times as many spiritual resources as usual.
The three people who were let go in vain just now have to be taken back from the kid from the Temple of Killing God.
"Damn it, what kind of name does Xiao Qichuang have, it's useless at all..." Huo San cursed, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"Boy, what are you mumbling about, hurry up and get the spiritual source!"
"Hurry up and hand in the source, don't talk nonsense..."
"I won't beat you to death..."
Mouse Eye and his gang pressed on.
Huo San was annoyed, he raised his hand and slapped all the dozen people in front of him into a blood mist.
Even the gate hole of the White Tiger gate of the city of God has collapsed in half.
The three of Wu Xin, who had been released earlier, went back and forth, stunned at the ruins in front of them.
They wanted to take the opportunity to see Huo San's ability, but they didn't expect that Huo San was so fierce that he knocked down half of the city gate.
Could it be that this divine city has also been corrupted?