Immemorial Paragon

"Thousands of fantasy, thousands of fantasy, is it ..."

Looking at the statue in front of him, Mo Qingyun thought a lot, and suddenly found an important point.

Is the thousand fantasy group of the barren continent formed by the thousand fantasy gods?

"Is there any connection between the thousand fantasy gods and exquisite?"

With a strong puzzlement, Mo Qingyun kept walking and continued to walk inside the mansion.

Seeing Mo Qingyun moving forward, Kong Xuanyue was also surprised and puzzled, and quickly followed behind Mo Qingyun.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe how it would be.

The mansion is still empty, except for some flowers and plants, there is basically nothing else.

An ordinary willow tree suddenly burst into terror as the two of them moved forward.

"Be careful!"

Feeling the willow tree's breath, Kong Xuanyue's pretty face trembled, and reminded Mo Qingyun quickly.

At the same time, she also moved in front of Mo Qingyun.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's expression was startled, and he immediately summoned the ghost **** Yang Guolong.

Just when the ghost and **** Yang Guolong appeared, a terrifying momentum broke out from the mansion.

This momentum broke out, and Mo Qingyun's hearts shuddered, and cold sweat was on their foreheads.

This momentum is too strong and has exceeded the level of the Emperor.

"This is the momentum of the thousand fantasy gods?"

Feeling a strong breath, Mo Qingyun immediately guessed the source of this momentum.

Knowing that the momentum came from the thousand fantasy gods, Mo Qingyun didn't hesitate and immediately put away the ghost **** Yang Guolong.

His faint feeling, the reason that caused the aura of the thousand fantasy gods is that he summoned the ghost **** Yang Guolong.

really.

As Mo Qingyun guessed, he put away the ghost and **** Yang Guolong, and the horror momentum began to weaken.

Seeing this situation, Mo Qingyun's heart was afraid for a while, and the hanging heart dropped a little.

The extreme power of the deity level, even if it is a force, it is not something he can counter.

Fortunately, the horrific momentum just now was not directed at him at all.

"The breath just now seems to be from a thousand fantasy gods. Is she still alive?"

As the momentum slowly subsided, and Kuo Xuanyue's pressure greatly reduced, she asked curiously.

When asked by Xuan Xuanyue, Mo Qingyun didn't answer, shook his head and said, "It should have fallen. The fluctuation of the breath just now may come from a bit of obsession."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's answer, Kong Xuanyue was sad, and her face appeared lonely.

For Qing Xuanyue's reaction, Mo Qingyun did not appease her, and continued to walk inside the mansion.

Not long after, Mo Qingyun and the two came to a separate courtyard and saw a black figure of Wei An.

This is a middle-aged man in black, with a majestic expression on his face, without any slight fluctuations in his body.

But even so, Mo Qingyun and Mo approached him and felt great pressure.

"This pressure ..."

From the body of the middle-aged man in black, he felt a trembling pressure, and Mo Qingyun immediately widened his eyes.

In this black middle-aged man, the kind of aura that is absent is very close to Chu Jiangxiao.

Not only that, his breath is more restrained than Chu Jiangxiao, indicating that his strength is above Chu Jiangxiao.

His strength was above Chu Jiangxiao during his lifetime, that is, a god-level strongman.

"God respects the strong!"

Inferred the strength of the middle-aged man in black before his death, Mo Qingyun also knew his identity clearly.

Not surprisingly, this black moon middle-aged person outside the courtyard should be the ghost gate god.

"Ghost Door God!"

Recognizing his middle-aged identity, Mo Qingyun's expression was tense, and his heart could not be calm for a long time.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Kong Xuanyue was directly stunned, and his eyes widened as Boss opened his eyes.

How could she not have thought that the middle-aged man in black in front of her eyes was actually the legendary ghost gate deity.

More crucially, the ghost gate deity whose strength covers the sky actually fell here.

Looking at the action of the ghost gate deity, and then looking at the small courtyard behind him, Mo Qingyun's brow frowned slightly, saying: "From the behavior of the ghost gate deity, he clearly wants to guard the yard."

"In this case, someone should have invaded this place at that time, and a fierce battle with the deity of the ghost gate occurred here."

"Just that battle, did you win or lose?"

Mo Qingyun shook his head and discarded the thoughts in his head.

It's too far away from him.

Putting his attention on the ghost gate god, Mo Qingyun's eyes narrowed, his mind was thinking quickly, and his heart said: "If the body of a **** respecting a strong person is made into a ghost god, the combat power should be terrifying. "

Mo Qingyun thought of this, he was a little eager to try, ready to take away the dead body of the ghost gate deity.

Immediately, he approached the ghost gate deity and tried to get his body away.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun released his divine power and was ready to move the corpse of the ghost deities.

boom!

The magical power released by Mo Qingyun, as soon as he touched the body of the ghost gate god, was met with a horrible counter-shock force.

Under this anti-seismic force, Mo Qingyun flew directly backwards, and his body was full of qi and blood.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's situation, Kong Xuanyue's pretty face was shocked, and she flew towards him immediately, and said, "Are you crazy? Even if you move the dead body of the gods, does your injury matter?"

"Can't die!"

Mo Qingyun smiled bitterly.

This was his greed, how could the body of the gods be so good.

The ancestor of the soul-calling ancestor, the body of a quasi-god emperor, almost let him plant it.

Not to mention the corpse of a deity.

Booming ...

At this moment, as Mo Qingyun talked, a loud noise came out.

At the same time, the breath on Ghost Gate's body began to grow stronger.

Under the impact of this momentum, Mo Qingyun and the two quickly stepped back, eyes full of shock.

They can see that the situation of the dead body of the ghost gate **** is an obsession.

It is just terrible to have such a momentum with just a touch of obsession.

When Mo Qingyun was shocked, a huge image projected before their eyes.

In that projection, a majestic middle-aged man in black, controls many ghosts and gods, and fights with a group of people wearing blood armor.

The scene was earth-shattering, and the battle was shattering, as if it were eschatological.

"Ghost Gate, your strength is not weak, but you can't stop us, hand over thousands of fantasy ..."

A cold, overbearing voice appeared as if it were a decree above nine days, making it impossible to reject it.

Hearing this cold voice, the ghost gate **** drank coldly, saying: "Jun Wu worry, even if my ghost gate is dead, I will never let you harm the magic."

"There is backbone, but unfortunately not enough."

Get the answer from the ghost gate god, a golden palm, cut through the endless eternal ancient starry sky.

Soon, the golden giant palm reached the head of Guimen Godzun, and it was domineering towards India.

At this time, the picture disappeared and everything was calm.

Although the picture disappeared, Mo Qingyun and others were hard to crack for a long time.

It's all shocking!

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