On the top of the sacred mountain, the sea of clouds is rolling.
Suddenly, a terrifying pillar of light rose into the sky, tearing apart the endless sea of clouds and piercing the depths of the sky.
The two figures soared straight into the sky, fiercely fighting each other with an unparalleled appearance, and the terrifying sound of explosions continued to resound from the sky.
The terrifying aura, like an overwhelming tsunami, instantly spread across the entire giant island.
At the same time, countless monks in various cities on the giant island looked up at the sacred mountain in the center of the giant island.
They saw that above the sacred mountain, the sea of clouds was violently torn apart, and terrifying energy ripples spread out in all directions in a ring-shaped layer.
More powerful monks looked closely and were shocked to find that in the depths of the torn sea of clouds, there were two figures fighting together.
"Someone is fighting on the sacred mountain! Who are those two people?"
"Is it possible that the adult in the sacred mountain has been born?"
"..."
On the giant island and in countless cities, many monks were frightened. As if they had thought of something, they all knelt on the ground.
There are many legends about the sacred mountain in the cities on the giant island. Everyone firmly believes in the existence of the sacred mountain. Otherwise, they would not hold a mountain worship ceremony.
Now, two figures appeared in the sacred mountain and were fighting. Many people thought this was a miracle. The being from the sacred mountain appeared and showed them a miracle.
Liangyi City, inside the city lord's palace.
The burly middle-aged man, accompanied by the mountain guardians and soldiers, was describing the situation on the sacred mountain to the city lord Jing Huan.
"What? Zhuo Xiaoyou actually returned to the Holy Mountain again? What was he doing back?" Gong Jinghuan was shocked and asked quickly.
Hongqiang Gang leader Xihan, as well as Xiqiang, Yangzuo and Yuhong, looked disappointed.
When Zhuo Wen went to the Holy Mountain, they had already vaguely guessed that Zhuo Wen might not come back again.
Because Zhuo Wenwen is not from the giant island. His purpose of coming to the giant island is just to climb the sacred mountain.
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, from the top of the sacred mountain, there was an earth-shattering and terrifying sound of explosion, and the terrifying energy rippled like an overwhelming mountain, roaring towards this side.
"What is that? Someone is fighting on the sacred mountain?"
In the City Lord's Mansion, some monks looked up at the Holy Mountain. They vaguely saw two figures looming in the depths of the sea of clouds, among the countless explosive energy.
"It's the Lord of the Holy Mountain!"
Gong Jinghuan's pupils narrowed slightly, as if he thought of something, he knelt down quickly
On the ground.
Xihan, Xiqiang and other people in the City Lord's Mansion also knelt on the ground, their eyes full of respect.
The sacred mountain has special meaning to them. The entire island is protected by the sacred mountain. Now that the owner of the sacred mountain appears, how can they disrespect him?
"City Lord! Who is the other person?"
In the city lord's palace, a monk was kneeling on the ground, but he raised the doubts in his heart.
The other monks also looked at Gong Jinghuan, whose question they also wanted to ask.
Gong Jinghuan shook his head and said: "How do I know that this person can fight with the Lord of the Holy Mountain? I am afraid that he is a powerful existence that is not weaker than the Lord of the Holy Mountain. It is far beyond what we can guess!"
The burly middle-aged man kneeling not far away said thoughtfully: "Lord City Lord! Do you think the other person is Lord Zhuo? After all, he has also entered the top of the Holy Mountain..."
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into silence!
Everyone looked incredible.
"Impossible! Lord Shenshan is such an existence. To be able to fight with him must be a supreme being!"
"Although Mr. Zhuo is strong, he only has the Tao Fa Wushi cultivation level. How could he possibly be able to fight with the Lord of the Holy Mountain? This is impossible even if you think about it!"
"..."
Many people present shook their heads and did not approve of the burly middle-aged man.
Gong Jinghuan also shook his head and said: "Zhuo Xiaoyou's strength, I have seen it, is indeed much stronger than ordinary Taoism without beginning, but it is not strong enough to fight with the Lord of the Holy Mountain!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded in approval.
Xihan, Xiqiang and others' eyes flickered. They raised their heads and stared closely at one of the figures fighting on the sacred mountain.
For some reason, the more they looked at it, the more they felt that this figure looked like Zhuo Wen.
Perhaps, the other person fighting against the Lord of the Holy Mountain may really be Zhuo Wen?
This also means that Zhuo Wen has actually been hiding his cultivation.
Boom boom boom!
On the top of the sacred mountain, Zhuo Wen's body was hanging in the air, with a huge purple gold sword of a hundred feet surrounding him, arranged and circling in some mysterious way.
Opposite Zhuo Wen stood the slender Zhu Huang.
At this moment, the Candle King's whole body was radiating bright light, like a big sun, releasing its own light and heat.
Especially his eyes, which are so bright and golden that they seem to contain two eternal golden flames, making people dare not look into them.
"Zhuowen! If you only have this
If you have some strength, you are destined to be defeated today!"
Zhuhuang laughed and took a step forward. It seemed very slow. In the blink of an eye, he was already above Zhuo Wen.
Zhuhuang pressed his right palm gently, and endless bright golden light condensed on his palm, forming some strange golden lines.
Boom boom boom!
What shocked Zhuo Wen was that the purple-gold divine swords all over him exploded one after another, and the palm of Zhuhuang's right hand swept across and landed heavily on Zhuo Wen's chest.
Zhuo Wen retreated continuously, blocking his body with his hands.
Boom!
When the two come into contact, the energy escapes like an abyss, and the surrounding space twists and collapses.
Zhuo Wen groaned and took hundreds of steps back, each step making the surrounding space rumble.
"I really thought you were the chosen one? It's a pity that you disappoint me!" Zhuhuang shook his head, and the golden light in the depths of his eyes gradually became dim, and he said calmly.
"Zhuhuang! How do you know that I have tried my best?"
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, his eyes turned pitch black, and endless magic mist instantly spurted out from the acupoints all over his body.
In an instant, Zhuo Wen's entire figure was shrouded in magic mist, and his aura suddenly surged, reaching an extremely incredible level.
"Hmm? Ancient demonic energy? It's a bit interesting!"
Zhuhuang felt the terrifying aura of ancient demonic energy around Zhuo Wen, and his eyes showed interest.
Zhuo Wen jumped up, and a sword of divine soul swept out, changing from purple gold to pitch black, and they all gathered together and turned into a huge pitch black sword.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen's sword finger on his right hand slashed down in the air, and the huge black sword tore apart space, shattered time, and slashed down hard.
The huge sea of clouds around the sacred mountain rolled back one after another, and were actually cut into two pieces by the long black sword, quickly splitting towards both sides.
Zhuhuang's eyes became solemn, and his originally dim eyes suddenly burst out with bright light.
And this light became more and more intense, and eventually two blazing golden flames burst out from his eyes, instantly piercing the sky and colliding heavily with the long black sword.
What surprised Zhuo Wen was that the Soul Sword Intent in the demon-dyed state was directly burned into nothingness by the golden flames.
Moreover, the golden flames became more and more intense, spreading across the entire sky in an instant, as if burning the sky, filling the entire sky.
Immediately afterwards, the flames of Burning Heaven locked onto Zhuo Wen, swept across, and instantly submerged Zhuo Wen's figure...