398: C398 King Phutto

C398 King Phutto

His consciousness made contact with the golden ball of light, and instantly, all of the memories of the Golden Warlord's life entered his mind. In an instant, he fell asleep once again.

The light from the ancient mirror continued to shine onto Meng Xuan's body. The two sides of the mirror were glowing. One of them shone on Meng Xuan's body while the other descended into a mountain range that was infinitely far away. Symbols interweaved there, forming a young man wearing a golden divine armor with a golden sword in his hand. He suddenly opened his eyes and felt that he had had a very long dream.

"Interesting. I dreamt that I had transformed into a young man called Meng Xuan." The golden-armored war god muttered to himself, "He has an obsession in his heart. He wants to attack some chaotic city …"

"It's a very real dream. It makes me feel absent-minded and unable to differentiate between truth from falsehood. Since that's the case, then let's go over and take a look." The golden-armored war god stood up. As he stood up, the sky rumbled and the Great Sage level cultivation base was released. As for Meng Xuan's true body, it was still in a deep slumber, exactly the same as the Meng Tianji from back then.

Then, the war god in golden armor came to the Primordial Immortal palace. His armor was shining and his eyes were cold as he stood there with the golden sword in his hand. When Patriarch Primordius and Fang Mo Ting sensed his arrival, they both widened their eyes and looked at him in shock.

"Eighth Extreme Holy Emperor's Special Battle Team …" Fang Moting was stunned for a moment before he asked, "How did you come to this place if you weren't fighting in the foreign battleground?"

The Golden Armor War God said, "I had a very long dream. I dreamt that I had become Meng Xuan. I couldn't tell if it was real or fake, so I came over to take a look." The golden armored wargod said.

Patriarch Primordius, Emperor of Talismans, and Fang Mo Ting looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. They suddenly recalled something, "The Great Dream of Nature was not transformed into Meng Xuan, but into the Golden-Armored War God!"

Xiao Huangji was also stunned for a moment. This was the first time she was able to experience Great Dream's method of freedom. It felt extremely strange. However, she had also heard that this technique was very terrifying. It was said that there was a man named Wei Zheng who had transformed into a war god in his dream and killed a True Dragon in the Heavenly Court.

"When will we attack the city?" The Golden Armor War God asked. He didn't understand what was going on.

"We still have two more Mortal Kings before we can break through that place." Fang Moting said.

The golden-armored war god shook his head: "No worries, I have a way"

Then, he closed his eyes. Following the memories of his dream, he placed a finger between his eyebrows. Within the cave, two crystal corals lit up and flew out, turning into two figures. One was a young man who wore an imperial crown and looked like an emperor. The other was a bald youth. When the two of them appeared, they released earth-shattering vibrations that caused the sky to collapse.

Fang Mo Ting and the Talisman Emperor, Patriarch Primordius was even more terrified. Just what had Meng Xuan experienced inside? How could there be two additional Human Kings without reason?

"Where did this guy come from?" Patriarch Primordius asked. In a top sect, it was hard for even a single Mortal King to appear in an era. However, there were two of them behind Meng Xuan. This was a terrifying battle prowess that no one dared to provoke.

Xiao Huangji had seen Meng Xuan summon out his first clone and fight against the second clone. However, it was far from being this solid. The two of them appeared to be of flesh and blood, and their cultivations were frightening.

"God-down Art …" Xiao Huang Ji said softly.

"It does look like the God-down Art, but it is way more terrifying than the God-down Art. It's hard to summon such a flesh and blood body with a God-down technique. " Patriarch Primordius said.

The golden-armored war god turned around and left, "Let's go, we don't have much time. I still have to return to the battlefield."

It was a common understanding that Great Dream was at ease in the world and that his true self was bright and unreachable.

At this moment, in the White Emperor Continent, in the sixth region of the Emperor District, in a boundless desert, the sky was covered with yellow sand. Basically, no one dared to approach this desert. There were many strange beasts and strange insects in the desert. There were some great experts of Niwan Palace that had once entered this place, but they were devoured by a worm that was like an earthworm, resulting in their blood, flesh, and essence being sucked out before they died.

Another reason is that this is an important ancestral land of the Gate of Hell, built underground, and the city of chaos is built here. At this moment, Wang Fan still had a Human King and two of the Great Saints in the great hall who were looking coldly at Su Chang.

Su Qian's entire body was trapped in the Heaven's Catching Cane, and countless cracks had already appeared on his Heaven's Trap. The two Great Saints continuously struck the Heaven's Crest, causing kacha kacha sounds to ring out continuously.

Bitch, come out obediently. The Lair of Doom won't be able to last much longer, it'll explode in half an incense stick of time." Wang Fan had a tall stature with sharp eyes. His hair danced wildly in the wind as he wore embroidered clothes. She looked at Su Qian for a long time with a cold smile, and a trace of lust could be seen in her eyes. Su Qian's temperament was not only tranquil and peaceful, he also had an innate void body. If combined with his body, he could give birth to a young killer king.

In less than a hundred years, he would become one of the most powerful people in the underworld. He would become one of the core forces in the future.

Su Yun did not speak for a long time. With the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand, despair had already appeared in his eyes. She had already been trapped here for two to three years. Although her cultivation was at her level, she didn't need to rely on food to make up for her shortcomings. However, being trapped in this place for such a long time had made her completely exhausted.

Sigh.

She let out a faint sigh and was prepared to commit suicide with her Fish Intestine Sword. However, at this moment, the Heaven Decimating Caverns surrounding her body completely shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground. A beam of light shot through the air and struck her wrist, causing a string of blood to spray out. The short sword fell to the ground with a clank.

Wang Fan laughed out loud, stood up, and rushed over. His right hand reached out and grabbed Su Chang's neck, his face closing in on her, "Wretch, let's see what else you can do? "You've wasted my time for two to three years, now I'll let you have enough!"

Su Qian's eyes finally revealed a hint of coldness. "Kill me!"

"You want to die?" But it won't be that easy. If I don't give birth to eight children, would I let you die so easily? " Wang Fan clicked his tongue and said, "My skin is really good. It's all thanks to me."0

The two saints and the Human King who were behind all stepped forward. "You can let us have our fill after this. How about it?"

Wang Fan laughed heartily. "You three seniors are all emotional people, of course there's no problem with that."

Su Qian's heart was filled with grief. His cultivation was sealed and he was unable to move at all. She closed her eyes, her heart heavy with despair. Wang Fan grabbed her in mid-air, grinning viciously as he prepared to tear off her clothes.

However, at this moment, the City of Chaos began to shake. The ground and the sky shook, and Wang Fan was no longer able to stand. The facial expression of the Transcendent Daoist changed. After sensing it in detail, his expression suddenly changed.

Five or six human kings had gathered outside the city to attack it.

Wang Fanmeng lifted his head and shouted, "How dare you! Who dares to attack the city of chaos near the gates of hell?"

The answer he got was a huge swastika symbol that blasted into the great desert like a mountain range. Yellow sand soared up into the sky, causing the sky to darken and the earth to darken. The City of Chaos's grand formation was completely restored, emitting light as it automatically emerged from the ground and charged into the sky. It was an enormous city, and the great formation was being revived. It opened up an enormous curtain of light, trapping the city within.

Wang Fan held onto Su Chen for a long time as he stood at the top of the city gates. He looked down upon the crowd and said, "Impudent! This is the ancestral land of the gates to hell!"

When the Golden-Armored War God saw that Su Qian had been captured, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Killing intent filled his heart. Although he was transformed from Meng Xuan's dream, when he saw this scene, his killing intent was boundless. Suddenly, numerous thoughts appeared in his mind — what exactly was this killing technique!?

Destroy this place, destroy Wang Fan, destroy the city of chaos.

The golden-armored war god held his golden greatsword and pointed it at Wang Fan. "I advise you to let her go."

"Who are you?" Wang Fan coldly asked.

The golden-armored war god said, "The captain of the Eighth Extreme Holy Emperor's special force!"

Five or six human kings had gathered around this area, turning this place into a prison of heaven and earth. Today, it was impossible for them to escape, and the reinforcements inside the gate could not make it here in a short period of time.

"Fu Huang, Patriarch Primordius, why are you two doing this?" "We don't care about the rivers, why must we attack the city today?" Fu Tuo shouted.

The first person who stood out was like an emperor. He wore an imperial crown, wore a dragon robe, and his eyes shone brightly as he said, "You touched a woman that you shouldn't have. The young master's woman, how can you touch her?"

When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked. A human king actually dared to call Meng Xuan, 'Young Lord'? In that case, just how terrifying was Meng Xuan's background?

Heavenly Lord Shakya was only the second clone that had appeared in the void. "Su Jiu, you dare to move. Are you tired of living?"

The corners of Wang Fan's eyes crinkled. He looked at Su Qian in his hands and had a bad premonition. Su Jiu was Meng Xuan's bosom friend. Everyone knew about this. Now that he was going to touch Su Li for a long time, this matter would definitely not end well.

"You're the captain of the Eighth Extreme Holy Emperor's special force. Why are you here?" There were more than a hundred people hidden in the city, and these were the seeds that had been planted in the gates of hell. They had spent decades or even hundreds of years of effort to nurture them, so they might not be able to escape today.

The golden-armored war god lifted his head and dispersed the mist. Only then did everyone clearly see his face. It was exactly the same as Meng Xuan's, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Great Dream, Instant Cast, transformed into the captain of the Eighth Extreme Holy Emperor's special team!"

"Great Dream of Tranquility!"

"Break open this place!" "Attack!" The six Human Kings unleashed their strongest abilities and combined into a gigantic beam of light that smashed into the light screen of the City of Chaos.

The city that had stood here for countless years had been destroyed!

Many figures appeared within the city, looking around in panic. A strong undying that no one had ever dared to attack before, yet today there were actually five to six human kings attacking.

Within the gates of hell, Guan Wang and a few elders opened their eyes at the same time and shouted, "This is bad! The Southwest Desert City of Chaos has been destroyed!"

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