Destined Martial God Chapter 1641: The awakened son of God
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Xianyang City!
It was when Haoran began to attack the Wudi realm of spirit power with the pure soul power contained in the soul fire, in the Qianlong Wonderland behind the white mist in the restricted area of Xianyang City Palace.
A young man with a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament dressed in a purple gown, quietly floating in the midair of the fairyland.
On all sides of the purple-clothed youth, there are eight white-haired old men in light purple robes sitting in volleys. Each white-haired old man has a white feather that exudes a holy light in his hand.
The white-haired old man sitting on the north side of the purple-clothed youth with knees bent raised his head and glanced at the fairyland void of lightning and thunder, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes and commanded the other seven white-haired old men.
"The ancient thunder has come, and the void barriers of the ancient gods trial are about to be broken. We immediately wake up the sleeping spirits of the nine princes, and then descend to the Profound Sky Continent under the leadership of the nine gods, and reappear when the ancient gods ruled all things. Brilliance."
"Follow the Prince's instructions!" The other seven white-haired elders pressed their chests with the same excited expressions, bowed their heads in response.
"Everyone, now restore the body of the gods at the peak state, summon the power of my lord Shenhuang in the holy feathers, and awaken the souls of the sleeping abyss of the nine gods with the gods!" The white-haired old man called the prince, double He stood up while pinching the holy feather, and commanded the other seven elders with emotion.
After hearing the instructions of the white-haired old man from the prince, the white-haired old man in the other seven directions stood up at the same time. As his body suddenly increased, the pair of holy white wings gradually changed from the seven white-haired The old man stretched out from behind.
If Yu Haoran saw what was happening in Qianlong Wonderland at this moment, he would surely take a breath of shock, because the number of white feather wings spreading out behind the seven white-haired old men reached five pairs.
According to the division between the number of wings and the realm of the Protoss, these seven white-haired old men are all gods in the realm of Valkyrie.
If these seven white-haired elders in the realm of the Martial Gods descend on the Profound Sky Continent, even the four guardian families and the mysterious Yuxu Palace will immediately open the door and surrender!
Seeing that the seven white-haired elders have successfully recovered the body of the gods, the white-haired elders known as the princes have rapidly increased in height, and at the same time they have also stretched out five pairs of wings that exude holy light.
But unlike the other seven white-haired old men, the five pairs of wings stretched out from the back of the prince white-haired old man are much larger and longer than the wings stretched out by the other seven white-haired old men.
After that, the eight white-haired old men directly threw the white feathers in their hands towards the long-lasting purple-clothed youth who were floating in the air.
Looking at the eight white feathers intervening behind the limbs, heart and abdomen of the purple-clothed youth, the white-haired old man sang respectfully and softly.
"My lord, God, God, the Holy Spirit, protect the Protoss, and holiness is always!"
Along with the soft singing of the white-haired old men, the five pairs of wings on the backs of the eight white-haired old men immediately raised a dazzling white flame.
"Go...!"
The eight white-haired old men with five pairs of wings behind them flapped their hands at the purple-clothed youth and gave a soft drink.
Along with a soft shout, a total of forty pairs of hot white flames emerged from the eight feathers inserted into the purple-clothed youth.
The eight feathers that absorbed the scorching white flames gradually began to melt, and then penetrated into the purple-clothed youth little by little.
"Boom!"
After the eight feathers melted completely into the purple-clothed youth, an incomparable horror aura suddenly broke out from the purple-clothed youth.
The unparalleled horror aura instantly radiates the entire ancient **** trial field, whether it is the powerful monsters of the emperor realm and the gods, or the powerful gods in the subcultivation, under the pressure of the horror, or directly Climbing on the ground tremblingly, or kneeling on the ground respectfully.
"Everyone, use the blood of your gods and mine to awaken the power of my lord in the holy feather!"
After seeing the terrifying aura rising from the purple-clothed youth, the prince white-haired old man gave instructions to the other seven white-haired old men, and took the lead in cutting his fingers and then forced a drop of light purple blood.
The blood forced by the other seven white-haired old men is bright red.
Just when the eight white-haired old men had just forced out a drop of their own blood, a suction suddenly emerged from the body of the purple-clothed youth, directly sucking a drop of light purple and seven drops of bright red blood into their bodies.
The moment the eight drops of blood melted into the purple-clothed youth, the rising horror aura immediately recovered.
Afterwards, a phantom with six pairs of huge wings spreading out from behind, although he didn't look and shape, appeared beside the purple-clothed youth.
"Shenhan, see my lord!" After seeing the six-winged phantom that appeared next to the purple-clothed youth, the white-haired prince immediately knelt down on one knee, pressing his left chest to see him.
"God attends to my lord, and may my lord live forever!" The other seven white-haired elders also knelt down on one knee, and bowed their left bows respectfully.
Faced with the greetings of the eight white-haired old men, the six-winged phantom did not give any response, but stretched out a faint left hand on the forehead of the purple-clothed youth, and the six-winged phantom turned into a white holy cannon and entered The purple-clothed youth knows the sea.
Ten seconds later, the purple-clothed youth who was floating quietly in mid-air slowly opened his eyes, revealing a deeply tired look in his charming eyes like the sea of stars.
"Shen Han has seen His Highness the Son!"
"The Attendant of God has seen His Royal Highness!"
Faced with the purple-clothed youth who had awakened with their eyes opened and directly bent their knees to sit in the air, the eight white-haired elders just pressed their left bows on their chests, and did not kneel down in courtesy.
"Uncle Lao and the seven adults are guarded!" After sweeping the sight of Shenhan and the seven **** attendants, the nine gods gave a faint expression of thanks.
"His Royal Highness, how are you feeling now?" Shenhan, who folded his back and stretched five pairs of wings, flew in front of the Nine Gods in the sky, and asked with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
I raised my head and glanced at the lightning and thunderous void, and the Nine Gods who retracted their eyes, replied with a hint of arrogance in their expression.
"Countless years of deep training in the abyss, the soul of this **** child has already been able to impact the supreme realm, but limited by the influence of the **** body realm, I am afraid that it will take a long time to meditate."
"His Royal Highness, if everything in the Profound Continent has awakened today, and the law of heaven has fallen into a deep sleep, it is the best time for His Highness to use the power of heaven and earth to hit the Supreme Supreme Realm." After hearing the reply of the nine gods, the gods With joy in Han's eyes, he quickly reminded.
"Uncle Emperor, the divine soul of this **** child has been out of the sea of consciousness for too long, causing the divine soul to be a little unfamiliar with the control of the divine body. I am afraid it will take a little time to adapt."
After feeling a little about his own situation, Jiu Shenzi ordered Shen Han.
"Uncle Emperor, summon the protoss army, this **** son decided to tear the void of the trial field in a month, and then bring you to the Profound Sky Continent to reproduce the glory of my protoss ruling all things in the ancient times."