Chapter 468: The Underground Palace Doesn't Have to Be Underground
Chapter 468 The underground palace does not have to be underground
Like thousands of ghosts howling, like countless creatures struggling in hell.
But what accompanied the shrill screams that echoed between heaven and earth was not dark, bloody, or terrifying...
But a dazzling golden light.
The golden light accompanied by the scream spread throughout Wuhun City, making everyone look sideways and look up to where the golden light came from.
A golden beam of light broke through the sky and penetrated the sky for nine days, allowing the entire continent to clearly see this scene.
The golden light comes from the sacred mountain of Wuhun City - Six Wings Peak.
Of course, most people, including people from Wuhun Palace, actually prefer to call it Holy Mountain, and don't like to call it that embarrassing name.
After all, this high mountain standing alone on a plain in Wuhun City really doesn't have the characteristics of six wings.
It has neither six peaks nor a wingspan. It is just a simple, ordinary mountain.
The corners of the angel's phantom's lips twitched into a smile.
There is no way to say that the naming was wrong.
As if sensing a familiar aura, the angel shadow lowered its raised sword.
Who would have thought that the so-called underground palace would be so prominently displayed in Wuhun City?
Moreover, we really can’t blame them. It’s not like they haven’t dug up the Holy Mountain and the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, how could they build those institutions on the mountain?
And Qian Renxue has returned to Qian Ningshuang.
It must be underground, or a palace.
Then--
Then they suddenly dispersed and fell to every corner of Wuhun City.
A flash of understanding flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, and she flapped her six wings behind her and flew high into the sky.
All that was left was a thick black mist.
Like a golden sword, it pierced into the depths of the Nine Heavens.
Coldness, evil, resentment... countless negative emotions came out of the black mist, with a scream that never stopped from the beginning.
This is why we have to wait for half a month to wait for Tang San to finish the operation before starting the Soul Master Competition.
And the sorrow that fills the world.
The wind stopped and the flames suddenly dissipated.
But everyone present felt the angel's anger.
And in half a month, the transformation started when I saw Tang San busy around the Holy Mountain.
——The entire Wuhun City suddenly split apart, forming an eight-petal area glowing with blue light and soul power shields, and suddenly dispersed.
But unfortunately, this holy mountain released an unparalleled brilliance at this time.
Qian Ningshuang stared at the changed Holy Mountain with solemn eyes.
But I didn't find anything wrong.
A little golden light suddenly shined between heaven and earth.
The beam of light shot straight into Jiuxiao, illuminating the already dark sky!
Suddenly, those light spots began to rotate slowly, as if something was absorbing them, going round and round, and endlessly.
No one cares about the clown's performance below anymore.
It flew into Qian Renxue's hand and disappeared.
It's just a high point.
It's small, but very bright.
So when they search, they always look underground and waste time in space.
After all, if you have to point at a cat and say it's a pig, there's nothing you can do about it, right?
For a moment, the sky above Wuhun City overflowed with brilliant light, and all kinds of attacks poured towards the Holy Mountain like torrential rain and pear blossoms.
Between the light spots, a huge angel shadow replaced the golden light and appeared on the Holy Mountain.
They, the people from Wuhun Palace, were all confused by the words "Xuan Tian Di Palace" and were led into the ditch.
It is so bright that even the angels on the Holy Mountain cannot compare with it.
The angel dissipated, but the light spots suspended in the air still did not dissipate.
"It was only after I came into contact with it that I discovered that those light spots are the energy accumulated over thousands of years. Let's use it for a while."
Seeing the confusion on Qian Ningshuang's face, Qian Renxue explained.
Even most of the power agencies of Wuhun Palace are up there, inside or at the bottom of that mountain.
Even the height is just that. In Qian Ningshuang's own words, the altitude of this mountain might not even rank in the top fifty on the mainland.
Everyone is looking at the radiant Holy Mountain of Wuhun Palace, on which is the Pope's Palace, which is theoretically the most powerful authority in the mainland, and the Douluo Palace, which has attracted all the strong men in history.
Even when Tang San was busy around the Holy Mountain of Wuhun Palace, Qian Ningshuang and the others thought that at most this underground palace had something to do with the Holy Mountain.
Qian Ningshuang also came to the realization, why not use it if there is a free prostitute?
Then she looked at the location of the original Holy Mountain, and then looked around at the various areas of Wuhun City where fire was being fired.
After all, the Soul Master Competition is over, and Tang San has no reason to stay in Wuhun City.
Although the angel's face cannot be seen clearly, everyone knows that he is smiling.
From the feet of the angel's shadow, strange black cracks are spreading.
The next moment, the dazzling golden light shrouding the holy mountain suddenly exploded and turned into countless light spots falling between the sky and the earth.
The angel is like the angel martial soul of Qianjia, with three pairs of huge golden light wings, and its appearance and gender cannot be clearly seen.
No one knows where the so-called Xuantian and Earth Palace is, but it does not prevent Wuhun Palace from making preparations. However, the previous urban reconstruction did not specify a location, and there were various imaginary locations.
You can ignore Xuantian in the front, it’s the underground palace.
The vortex of golden streamers became denser and denser, rotating crazily at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. Gradually, the top of the vortex began to expand outward, as if it was about to explode.
The light spots that should have dissipated instantly converged around the angel's shadow, forming golden streams of light one after another, which rolled towards the center of the vortex.
It was as if there was a giant beast inside that could devour everything.
During the mental exploration, Wuhun Palace did not miss this extremely conspicuous mountain on the plain.
Qian Ningshuang turned to look at Qian Renxue, who had switched to a golden armor, and nodded.
The sad mood disappeared and the golden light flow stopped.
As the screams grew louder, the sad mood became more intense.
Why does the named person care about others for his own entertainment?
After countless rays of light penetrated deep into the black mist, they were no longer seen or reacted.
The angel's shadow began to shrink, and finally turned into a golden light spot, flying towards the golden light spot on the opposite side.
But now, everyone knows that this so-called Xuantian and Earth Palace is just a name.
And fired brazenly towards the center!
Countless blue light spots glowing with soul power fluctuations, as well as fiery red metal bullets with energy fluctuations, were thrown towards the location that originally belonged to the Holy Mountain of Wuhun Palace!
They are still suspended in the air, floating quietly, like stars.
"Stop!" Qian Zhongling's voice spread throughout the surroundings, and the countless rays of light that rushed towards the black mist stopped emitting in an instant.
Qian Zhongling, on the other hand, stared at the black mist.
All I can do is stare at it, this black mist cannot detect anything even with god-level detection efforts.
Even if you mentally explore inside, it will disappear without a trace, just like a mud cow entering the sea.
