I, Chen Tian, ​​the boy who sent wealth to the floods!

Chapter 426 Hongmeng Holy City, Hongmeng Dynasty

"Pfft."

A mouthful of bright red blood arrow spewed out from the mouth of that stalwart man, his face was as pale as paper.

Obviously, this stalwart man has reached the point where his fuel is exhausted, and if he is not careful, he will fall completely.

next moment.
A deep, vast, and mysterious aura radiated from the stalwart man's body.

As soon as this breath came out, all auras began to boil in all directions, surrendering
"Plop! Plop! Plop."

A large number of powerhouses above the Primordial Realm fell to their knees, their eyes full of devotion and worship.

"My emperor—Haotian!"

"My emperor—Haotian!"

"My emperor—Haotian!"

Pious, fanatical, and pilgrimage cries of believers continued to erupt from the mouths of the crowd, resounding throughout the world.

Outside Hongmeng Divine City.

A luxurious horse-drawn carriage slowly drove into Hongmeng Divine City.

Around the carriage, there are eighteen strange cavalry guards with a height of hundreds of feet, covered with dark scales, with black wings on their backs, hundreds of feet long, and holding black axes. Each of these knights is a half-step holy king , the combination of eighteen half-step holy kings is enough to compete with a top holy king.

If such an army is placed outside, it will be an unimaginable superpower. I don’t know how many top holy countries want to recruit them and become their subsidiary holy countries, or even vassal holy countries.

But here, it is nothing. The Holy City of Hongmeng is the palace of the Holy Master Hongmeng. In the Holy City of Hongmeng, there are restrictions set by the Holy Master Hongmeng. Once you step into the Holy City of Hongmeng, you will be sensed by the Holy Master Hongmeng. He realized that unless the restriction imposed by the Primordial Holy Master can be broken, otherwise, there is no way to hide his feelings.

Even if these cavalry are holy kings and strong men, it won't work.

The Holy Lord of Hongmeng, as the Lord of the Holy City of Hongmeng, is a real powerhouse who stands at the peak of Xuantian Continent and controls billions of alien races.

Even an ordinary Holy Master is enough to make countless Holy Kings crawl and tremble, not daring to do anything wrong, let alone a Primordial Holy Master.

Inside the carriage.

"Hongmeng?" Suddenly, Heavenly Emperor Haowu frowned, as if he had sensed something, but he quickly regained his composure.

next moment.
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"

Hao Wu stomped his right foot fiercely, and runes burst out from the ground following his stomp.

In an instant, the huge carriage was enveloped by a layer of multicolored light.

This aura is like quicksilver, circulating endlessly.

"Boom"

Strange rays of light escaped from the pore cells of Tiandi Haowu's body.

Vaguely, the sound of bells and drums can be heard, shaking in all directions.

"boom"

The carriage stopped moving forward, and slowly stopped outside a huge manor. The manor wrote two words - Lingyun Garden.

At this moment, Lingyun Garden was full of solemnity.

A resplendent and resplendent Luanjia hovered over Lingyun Garden.

The surrounding area of ​​Luanjia was densely packed, all of them were maids and guards.

A beautiful maid, covered in a light veil, is graceful and charming, with exquisite and graceful curves looming, and a pair of slender jade legs, round and upright, alluring, making people salivate, and can't help but rush to take a bite.

They are all specially recruited disciples of the Holy Palace, and their strength is not bad. The weakest is the seven-star kingline, and many of them are even qualified to become the direct disciples of the Holy Palace, but they are just the kind of people who are barely qualified to become direct disciples. There is a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles from the core disciples.

Moreover, the name of the Holy Palace is not only the Hongmeng Holy Palace, the Holy Palace is also one of the biggest forces in the entire Xuantian Great World.

When Yang Fan subdued those great saints in the Holy City of the East, it was not just for the simple purpose of intimidating the Holy Lord of the East, but more importantly, he hoped that they would establish relationships for him in the Xuantian Holy Palace.

"call"

After taking a deep breath and temporarily suppressing the impatience in his heart, Hao Wu slowly got off the carriage.

"Welcome Your Highness back to the palace."

In an instant, no matter it was the maids or the guards, they all bowed to Hao Wu and saluted.

"Well, free of charge!!!"

After glancing at everyone indifferently, Hao Wu waved his hands and walked towards Lingyun Garden with the maids and servants.

After half a stick of incense.

Surrounded by several saint kings and twelve half-step saint kings, Hao Wu and his party arrived at the main gate of Lingyun Garden.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!".
Around Lingyunyuan, a series of thick purple thunder pierced through the void.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!".
A dignified and domineering old man in purple clothes stood in the purple thunder and lightning.

These are the guards of Hongmeng Holy City, but they are not ordinary patrol guards. They are all half-step saint kings, and their combat power is far superior to that of ordinary half-step saint kings.

In the depths of Lingyun Garden, a majestic purple pagoda stands there.

Ziyun Pagoda - the exclusive treasure house of the Holy Lord of Hongmeng.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!".
A sound as dull as thunder, like the morning bell and evening drum, continued to pass from the purple pagoda.

This voice seems to contain infinite profound meaning, which can seduce people's soul and make people fascinated. They can't help but want to rush into the purple pagoda and admire the existence of that stalwart.

Time flies, three days later.

In a certain remote courtyard in Lingyun Garden.

A handsome man in a blue shirt who looked to be only 23 or [-] years old slowly opened his closed eyes.

"Boom~~~"

In an instant, a terrifying aura even more terrifying than the semi-holy power erupted from the man's body, sweeping across all directions.

"Puff, puff, puff
In all directions, countless vegetation, flowers, and trees were directly turned into fly ash.

After three breaths.

"Ah~~~"

A surprise and inexplicable cheer suddenly popped out from the handsome young man's mouth.

"The peak of the Dao Realm, hehe... I have to lower my eyes from the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, and finally reached the peak level of the Dao Realm tonight."

This young man is that Haotian just now! ! !

In fact, his name is not Haotian, but he got the eyes of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, so he established himself by this name. Now...he has reached the peak of Dao Realm, the peak of all heavens and myriad realms!
! !
"Hahaha I finally waited until this day, hahaha"

next moment.
A flash of madness and ferocity flashed from Haotian's eyes, "I want to slaughter the saint, all the enemies, I want revenge, I, Haotian, want to bloodbath the Dongji Sacred Sect, and I want to make them restless forever."

Hongmeng City, the palace of the Hongmeng Dynasty——Hongmeng Palace.

A young man in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back. His face was extraordinary, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a crown jade. He was indescribably majestic.

He only looks 27 or [-], but his every move gives people a sense of vicissitudes and no waves in the ancient well, as if hundreds of millions of years have passed.

His aura is ethereal, out of the dust, like a fairy, like a celestial being relegated to the mortal world, so noble that one can't help but want to kneel at his feet and sacrifice everything.

(End of this chapter)