At this time, Man Kuli rode a dragon and charged at the God's Gate with great arrogance. Nanzhao's face was calm and the wind was light, but he was down-to-earth and steady every step he took, gradually approaching the God's Gate.
Afterwards, dozens more people appeared and began to attack the door of the gods.
"There are so many people who don't know whether to live or die... Well, there are a few outstanding people in this group of people..."
"Little Man King Man Kuli, Nan Kuang who is undefeated in Nanling... Hmm, is that guy with a gloomy look and a ghostly aura the young commander of the Ghost Mansion?"
"There are also strong monsters from the demon clan. They actually dare to break into the gate of the gods. Don't they know how to write the word "death"?!"
…
Everyone was talking a lot.
"There is a little kid under ten years old and an uncle who is nearly fifty years old coming out of the Human Temple. It's really weird. Why should I be embarrassed?" Someone murmured in the dark.
It is really infuriating that a little kid can cross the gate of the gods.
"It is said that a few days ago, a guy carrying a dark golden coffin on his shoulders actually broke into the Human Temple..."
"An even weirder one, half-skeleton and half-human, also broke in!"
"I heard that a few fierce men came out of the ruins. They looked strange, and their faces were covered with lines of sin. They were suspected to be from the abandoned tribe of Heaven. They also entered the Human Temple."
"There is also a guy who is so crazy that he calls himself the Emperor. Unfortunately, he looks nondescript. Half of his body is as white as jade, and half is as black as ink. He looks like a ghost. He also rushed in!"
"I heard that a silver skeleton carried a young man on its back and flew up to the Spirit Mountain..."
…
All around, people were noisy and exchanging information. Xia Mang and Li Zhanye were dumbfounded and looked at each other. Li Zhanye sighed: "They are all weird."
Xia Mang nodded. This Demonic City of Lihen and the Human Temple seemed to be very lively. They seemed to have missed a lot of interesting things.
"Chirp! Chirp!"
At this moment, a cry suddenly came from the void. Everyone quickly looked up and saw that there were two divine birds rolling and fighting fiercely in the void.
One bird has only one leg and breathes fire from its whole body, while the other has double pupils, looks like a rooster, but sings like a phoenix. The two birds are both beautiful in appearance, but they are fighting. The scene is quite hot.
Xia Mang raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Bifang, Chongmingniao... Yao Yue also came here. It seems that she ditched me just to come to this human temple..."
At this time, everyone also recognized the two sacred birds and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Hiss - are those Bi Fang and Chong Ming Bird? These are sub-divine beasts, and they are descendants of the bird king lineage. They are extremely rare. Two of them appeared today!"
"There seem to be two women fighting on the back of the sacred bird..."
"Do these two divine birds have owners? Well, they also rushed towards the door of the gods!"
…
The two divine birds swooped down, flapped their wings, and rushed towards the gate of the gods.
Yao Yue stands on the back of the Chongming Bird, and there is also a graceful woman on Bi Fang's back. Xia Mang frowns. This woman should be the Xing Yao mentioned by Yao Yue.
"What a beautiful woman!"
Li Zhanye saw Yao Yue's true face clearly, couldn't help but clapped his hands, his eyes were shining, and he smiled and said: "Such a woman can be called a beauty of the generation, not inferior to Qin Lou Twelve Nights..."
Xia Mang glanced at him. Mr. Leaf Picker was known as only destroying flowers but not killing lives. He had always been a romantic man and seemed to be quite interested in Yao Yue and Xing Yao.
"I wonder where this invitation to the moon comes from." Xia Mang pondered.
Li picked the leaves, his mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Su, do you recognize them?"
"We had a chance encounter." Xia Mang nodded, "The name of the woman on the Chongming Bird is Yaoyue, and the other one seems to be called Xingyao..."
"Yaoyue, Xingyao?" Li Zhaiye's expression changed, "They can't be from that place, right?"
"Do you know?" Xia Mang was curious. He had never seen Yao Yue's origin.
"I just heard about it."
Li Zhanye hesitated for a moment and then said: "In the borderland, there is a long-established Yueyue Cave, and its rival is the Qiyao Star Cave..."
"Yaoyue Cave, Qiyao Star Cave?" Xia Mang was startled and frowned: "Dong Tian, Star Cave, Blessed Land?"
Li Zhaiye's expression changed, and he was about to explain. At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop. There were people gathering here, and it was originally noisy and chaotic, but suddenly it fell silent, which was really weird.
The two of them realized something was wrong, so they quickly fell silent and raised their heads to look around.
In the void, a beautiful figure walks towards the starlight, walking slightly. She is wearing a colorful butterfly dress and a phoenix mask on her face. She has an exquisite figure and is tall and graceful. Even if she does not show her true appearance, she still has a fascinating look.
of beauty.
Her clear eyes were stained with frost, reflecting the loneliness, but made everyone indulge in her loneliness, unable to extricate themselves.
This is an intoxicating woman with a different aura, cold and lonely, but she moves slightly, gracefully like a fairy, and attracts everyone's attention wherever her graceful shadow passes.
There is a kind of beauty that can still captivate all living beings even if it covers all its appearance, even if it is as quiet as frost and snow.
"It's her!"
Xia Mang's eyes suddenly became sharp. This woman in colorful butterfly clothes turned out to be the goddess of the Panxue Sand Clan, and she actually appeared in the Demonic City of Lihen.
Xia Mang narrowed his eyes. This woman's identity was very special. She was revered as a goddess by the Panxue Sand Clan. At first, he thought Yun Xiandie was the goddess, but later it turned out that they were two people. Even if they were somewhat involved with each other, they were independent and absolutely
Not the same person.
Until the end, Xia Mang left Pantian Ancient Desert without figuring out the true identity and origin of the "goddess".
In the eyes of everyone, the goddess glanced towards the door of the gods.
"What a special woman!"
Li Zhaiye murmured in a low voice. Suddenly, his expression changed, he stared closely at someone in the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "He's here too!"
Xia Mang followed his gaze.
It was a young man in a white shirt. His face was quite handsome, his posture was upright and majestic, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his demeanor was not inferior to that of Nanzhao. He stepped out of the crowd and rushed towards the door of the gods.
Looking at the young man in white shirt, Xia Mang felt some inexplicable ups and downs in his heart. It seemed that there was some mysterious connection between this man and him. He couldn't help but ask: "Who is he?"
Li Zhanye withdrew his gaze, looked at Xia Mang, and said, "He calls himself Xia Yang..."
"Xia Yang?" Xia Mang was startled, "His name is also Xia Yang?"
The sixth son of Daxia, the sixth prince, and Xia Mang's sixth brother, his name is "Xia Yang"! But Xia Mang and that sixth brother have not seen each other for many years.
"It's Xia Shang, not Xia Yang!" Li Zhanye emphasized, and then explained the difference between the two bar names.
"Xia Pai?" Xia Mang was stunned.
Li Zhanye nodded, "It is rumored that this person was born in the ancient hometown, and seems to have some relationship with the Red Emperor in the Imperial Court of the Earth..."
Xia Mang fell silent, but kept staring at the young man in white shirt.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a ray of golden divine light fell from the sky. It was sharp and terrifying, so brilliant that it almost penetrated the void. It was like an arrow, piercing Xia Mang's eyebrows.
Chi!
Xia Mang suddenly turned around and punched out. The punch was so powerful that it directly crushed the golden divine light. He stared at the slowly descending Shenwu young man with extremely cold eyes.