God-level Demon Lord

Chapter 269 The top of the magic mountain, the founding of the country!
The next day, Haotian Hall!
Because today is the day when Gu Yin, the lord of Qingshan, founded the country, monks from the Nine Realms of the Great Wilderness and many powerful forces have already gathered on the top of the Demon Mountain at this moment.

Everyone fixed their eyes on a hundred-foot-high platform in the center of the square.

This is the place where Gu Yin sacrificed to heaven and founded the country!
The high platform is a full 360 feet, and the first-level jade steps extend from the top to the entrance of the Haotian Hall. There are [-] ​​steps in total, which contain the number of the Great Zhou.

Its implication is that it covers the world in all directions!
In addition, in the open space on both sides of the high platform, there are still many mighty and majestic figures. They are wearing black battle armor, holding swords in their hands, releasing the sky-high murderous intent.

It is the three thousand magic army under Gu Yin's command!

In front of them, there was a cold and ferocious figure. He was dressed in black, with a black ancient long sword leaning on his hands, his eyes staring in all directions, and his body exuded an extremely cold aura.

Just looking at it, everyone felt a burst of murderous intent sweeping over...

"Is this the number one general under Gu Yin's command? It's really powerful!"

Feeling the awe-inspiring aura emanating from Jiang Yanluo, many people were moved by it, and there was a trace of solemnity and fear floating in the eyes of each of them.

The Emperor Xuandi has twelve levels, coupled with ten thousand times the combat power. Looking at the Nine Realms of the Wilderness, apart from the strong ones of the twelve celestial palaces of the zodiac, there are very few people who can compare with it.

Only the generals under his command are so powerful, so what level of strength should Gu Yin, the master, reach?
wow~
Thinking of this, the eyes of everyone present suddenly showed a strong look of anticipation...

"Master, the auspicious hour has arrived."

In Haotian Hall, dressed in snow-colored palace attire, the noble and holy Feng Yinxue saw Mo Jiuyou's eyes, and immediately whispered to Gu Yin.

Hearing this, Gu Yin slowly opened his eyes.

wow~
In an instant, thousands of majesties surged like a tide.

"Since the auspicious time has come, let's begin!"

Gu Yin stood up from the throne with infinite majesty and nobility.

"The auspicious time has come, open the palace gate!"

Seeing Gu Yin stepping down from the throne, Mo Jiuyou yelled at the right time.

Bang!
Following the sound of Mo Jiuyou's voice, the door of Haotian Hall was slowly opened under the push of the guards.

Afterwards, Gu Yin came out with fast pace.

He is wearing a black dragon robe with nine unrivaled dragons winding around it, soaring across the vast world; wearing a black crown on his head, releasing endless imperial power.

In addition, the sword of the Son of Heaven hanging from his waist controls the fate of all living beings in the Qingshan Region.

Extremely strict!

wow~
When Gu Yin just stepped out of the Haotian Hall, in an instant, countless surprised eyes from outside the hall fell on him instantly...

Some of these people's eyes contained surprise, some were in awe, some were expecting, some were resentful, and there were all kinds of expressions.

Regarding this, Gu Yin looked indifferent but calm.

This is not the first time he has experienced such a scene!
Then, under the gaze of countless people, Gu Yin walked to the edge of the high platform step by step with firm steps.

"The founding ceremony begins now!"

"Respectfully invite the king to come on stage!"

As the host of the founding ceremony, Zhai Xingzi had already been familiar with all the etiquette and procedures of the founding of the country. When Gu Yin just came to the edge of the high platform, he immediately raised his voice and shouted.

With the sound of Zhai Xingzi's voice, Gu Yin's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and he stepped on the jade steps step by step.

clap clap~
At this moment, there is silence in the space around Haotian Hall.

Gu Yin became the only focus of the audience!
As he walked up the jade steps step by step, there was only the sound of low footsteps on the top of the magic mountain that was completely silent.

It took Gu Yin a lot of time to reach the top of the 360-level jade steps. He stood in front of an ancient blue tripod with a solemn and majestic expression.

"let's start."

After a while of silence, a flat voice came from Gu Yin's mouth.

Hearing this, Zhai Xingzi on the side nodded.

He turned his palm lightly, and a seemingly ancient scepter of sapphire appeared immediately, and then, he slammed on the green mountain tripod on the altar.

huh~
In an instant, a mysterious talisman burst out from the scepter and hung above the green mountain tripod, releasing an endless and mysterious aura.

"Decree the ten directions, the real dragon returns!"

rumbling~
The voice of Zhai Xingzi seemed to have a kind of magical power. When his voice sounded, the eighteen earth dragon veins suppressed around the magic mountain trembled one after another.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of countless people, eighteen mighty and domineering real dragons suddenly soared into the sky, winding above the sky, releasing a monstrous momentum.

It wasn't until a quarter to one hour that it hovered over the Green Mountain Cauldron.

wow~
At the same time, Zhai Xingzi raised his palm lightly, and an ancient and majestic altar began to rise from the Qingshan Ding, attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.

"This is... the altar of luck!"

"Hey, why is it different from what I've seen before?"

"Yeah, this altar of luck is too small, can it really carry the power of luck in the entire Qingshan domain?"

"Maybe there is some mystery in it."

"I also think so. Is the founding of the country a trifling matter? If they can't carry enough luck, it is absolutely impossible for them to take it out..."

"This may be a kind of luck altar that we don't know about."

……

Overwhelming discussions sounded from around the Magic Mountain.

At this moment, almost everyone is guessing about the origin of the luck altar and the mystery it contains...

Zhai Xingzi didn't care about everyone's surprise.

As the priest of the founding of the country, at this moment, all his body, mind and attention are focused on the sacrifice.

wow~
Seeing the real dragon transformed from the essence of eighteen dragon veins rushing out, his hands suddenly flew up and down, forming a mysterious seal...

In an instant, the eighteen real dragons that had been circling in the void roared and rushed into the luck altar in Qingshan Ding, and finally evolved into the pattern of nine real dragons, which were engraved on the surface of the altar.

"The dragon veins of Qingshan return to their place, in my name, gather the luck of heaven and earth..."

The majestic and grand voice resounded in all directions.

Shock the entire Qingshan domain!
rumbling~
As the sound of Zhaxingzi sounded, suddenly, the entire Qingshan area trembled, and then, hundreds of millions of rays of light fell from the depths of the sky, rushed out of the Qingshan land, and evolved into nine lucky golden dragons flying up.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of countless people, they scrambled to be integrated into the Altar of Luck...

Ang Ang Ang~
When the nine golden dragons of luck were integrated into the altar of luck, the altar of luck suddenly burst into brilliant brilliance, and swept out with a majestic aura.

In an instant, it covered hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth!
At the same time, with the integration of the nine golden dragons of luck, the patterns of nine real dragons on the altar of luck became more solid, as if they were about to break free and soar above the heavens.

"Fire of luck, town!"

Seeing that the real dragon on the altar had come alive and was about to fly away, Zhai Xingzi held the sapphire scepter in his hand and hit it harder.

wow~
As a mysterious talisman rushed out, the power of luck in the altar of luck suddenly began to condense, and it turned into a trace of golden flame amidst the thunderous dragon chant.

Underneath, the phantom of one hundred and eight heavenly palaces vaguely emerged.

"This is……"

Seeing this scene suddenly, Zhai Xingzi's eyes widened in an instant, and an unprecedented shock suddenly rose from his eyes, becoming extremely intense.

The fire of luck is the symbol of Guozuo!
The Tiangong represents luck.

One hundred and eight heavenly palaces of luck, this has far surpassed the legendary supreme emperor, even with the knowledge of Zhai Xingzi, he doesn't know what it means.

However, he soon found out...

Boom!

Just when Zhai Xingzi was shocked by the Heavenly Palace of [-] levels of luck, suddenly, waves of shocking thunder came from above the sky.

It rang 81 times!
wow~
When the last thunder fell, accompanied by an incomparably terrifying breath, the void suddenly split open, and then, an eye manifested...

(End of this chapter)