Chapter 2452
Boom!
At this time, there was a bright light blooming in the void, as if thunder came one after another, and a golden chariot came in the air, emitting an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Around the golden chariot, there are eight strong men in golden armor. Their eyes are as bright as electricity, their faces are indifferent, and their strong breath is as vast as the sea. They are very loyal around the golden chariot.
Vaguely, people can see a young man on the golden chariot. Although he can't see his face clearly, he has an extraordinary mysterious temperament.
"It's Prince Junmo!"
Someone exclaimed, and suddenly everyone's eyes showed a look of great awe.
Prince Junmo is a peerless Tianjiao who came to the God of war world with his Majesty the God King ten years ago. As soon as he was born, he shocked the whole God of war world, showed his extraordinary talent and strong combat power, and can be called the invincible existence of the young generation.
Over the past ten years, Prince Junmo has gained a great reputation with his extraordinary talent and gained a large group of followers. The eight strong men wearing gold armor around the golden chariot are his eight followers, known as the eight sun gods. Under the nature given by Junmo, they have all become strong men in the divine realm at the moment!
"Prince Junmo's sun chariot is said to be a powerful artifact! There are eight sun gods, and it is the creation given by Prince Junmo that we can become gods! I don't know if we have a chance to become followers of Prince Junmo?"
Someone said with great envy.
"Don't think about it! None of the eight sun gods are the peerless Tianjiao in the world. How can we be the followers of Prince Junmo? However, it is said that Prince Junmo has spread words to subdue long Aotian to become his ninth sun god!"
"Take long Aotian? Hey, I think it's really possible! That long Aotian is really a great fortune!"
"Isn't it? Now the Changsheng gate is a rat crossing the street. Everyone yells and fights. I don't know where to hide. I don't dare to show up for ten years! If long Aotian takes refuge in Prince Junmo, he will be saved from killing himself!"
"Today's battle, it seems that long Aotian will surely lose!"
"But up to now, the Dragon Aotian hasn't appeared. Did he not pay attention to Prince Junmo at all?"
“……”
Everyone whispered.
"Long Aotian finally came!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Whoosh!
A bright golden light came from the sky like a competition. It was so fast that it appeared on the top of Changsheng mountain almost instantaneously, making the void in all directions vibrate violently.
Ang!
An ancient sound of dragon singing rang through the sky, and the golden light dispersed, revealing a young figure.
It was a very handsome boy. He looked only eighteen or nine years old. Every inch of his skin was shining like the sun.
His figure is as tall and straight as a dragon, and his body seems to be surrounded by a golden dragon, which makes him look heroic and extraordinary, like a young god of war, with an invincible charm.
"This boy, have you grown so big?"
Lingxiao's mouth showed a smile, and his eyes were full of emotion.
The familiar figure he felt was naturally long Aotian, but he didn't expect to see him again a hundred years later. Long Aotian was no longer the little child in those years, but had become a brave young man.
But now Lingxiao has hidden his breath and face, and long Aotian can't recognize him at all.
"Jun Mo, I've come! Don't you dare to show up for a war?"
Long Aotian stared at the cold voice of the golden chariot. There was a clang in the voice, which was immediately transmitted to everyone's ears.
"Long Aotian, I didn't think you really dared to come!"
An indifferent and ethereal voice sounded slowly.
On the golden chariot, two gauze slowly spread, and a young figure came out slowly.
That is a perfect young man.
He is dignified and full of brilliant divine Xia. He looks handsome and extraordinary. His eyes are as bright as stars. The whole person exudes an unimaginable extraordinary spirit, just like the God King coming from the nine days.
As soon as he appeared, the eight sun gods around the golden chariot knelt down respectfully.
"See the prince!"
The eyes of the eight sun gods are full of fanatical worship.
The people around, at the moment of seeing Prince Junmo appear, although they didn't kneel down, their eyes shook and trembled slightly, and their eyes were filled with awe.
"Junmo! Ten years ago, you killed 32 people in my Changsheng gate; three years ago, you cut off my uncle Nangong's legs and wasted his cultivation; a year ago, you seriously injured my eldest brother. Let's figure it out today. I want you to pay back your blood debt with blood!"
Long Aotian's eyes were sharp and full of cold killing intention. He stared at Prince Junmo and said.
"What?!"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed. He didn't expect that Junmo's hands were covered with the blood of Changsheng sect disciples.
Uncle Nangong in the mouth of long Aotian, Lingxiao naturally knows who it is. Nangong Xuan, once the patriarch of Changsheng gate, has not only cut off his legs by Junmo, but also abandoned his accomplishments. What a shame?
Rao is Lingxiao in a strong state of mind. At the moment, he still can't help killing.
"Long Aotian, Changsheng gate goes against the sky and has entered the devil's way. It's not a pity to die! You have a good talent. If you agree to become my ninth Sun God, I'll spare you from dying. How about it?"
Prince Junmo smiled calmly.
"With you? Junmo, don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, fight!"
Long Aotian sneered. There was a sonorous sense of war in his voice, and the killing machine in his eyes was about to gush out.
Ang!
Long Aotian's whole body was full of Qi and blood. It seemed that a sun with endless rays appeared on his head. His powerful momentum broke out, which made everyone around him tremble.
"This dragon Aotian is too strong!"
Someone trembled and said, his face a little pale.
"But he is not destined to be the opponent of Prince Junmo! Let alone Prince Junmo, even the sun god will be able to kill him!"
Some people are full of confidence in Prince Junmo.
However, people's hearts are vaguely looking forward to this peerless war.
They all want to see what a grand occasion the real God war will be?
"Long Aotian, you are so stubborn! But I forgive you. After all, you just sit on the well and watch the sky. You don't know the vastness of the world..."
Prince Junmo sighed.
As soon as his voice fell, a sun god stood up and stared at long Aotian and said, "long Aotian, you don't deserve to challenge the prince! Pass me first!"
Boom!
His whole body spewed out a blazing flame, and a huge war knife appeared in his hand. His breath became fierce and unparalleled. The knife was aggressive and sharp, and locked long Aotian up in an instant!
At this time, there was a bright light blooming in the void, as if thunder came one after another, and a golden chariot came in the air, emitting an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Around the golden chariot, there are eight strong men in golden armor. Their eyes are as bright as electricity, their faces are indifferent, and their strong breath is as vast as the sea. They are very loyal around the golden chariot.
Vaguely, people can see a young man on the golden chariot. Although he can't see his face clearly, he has an extraordinary mysterious temperament.
"It's Prince Junmo!"
Someone exclaimed, and suddenly everyone's eyes showed a look of great awe.
Prince Junmo is a peerless Tianjiao who came to the God of war world with his Majesty the God King ten years ago. As soon as he was born, he shocked the whole God of war world, showed his extraordinary talent and strong combat power, and can be called the invincible existence of the young generation.
Over the past ten years, Prince Junmo has gained a great reputation with his extraordinary talent and gained a large group of followers. The eight strong men wearing gold armor around the golden chariot are his eight followers, known as the eight sun gods. Under the nature given by Junmo, they have all become strong men in the divine realm at the moment!
"Prince Junmo's sun chariot is said to be a powerful artifact! There are eight sun gods, and it is the creation given by Prince Junmo that we can become gods! I don't know if we have a chance to become followers of Prince Junmo?"
Someone said with great envy.
"Don't think about it! None of the eight sun gods are the peerless Tianjiao in the world. How can we be the followers of Prince Junmo? However, it is said that Prince Junmo has spread words to subdue long Aotian to become his ninth sun god!"
"Take long Aotian? Hey, I think it's really possible! That long Aotian is really a great fortune!"
"Isn't it? Now the Changsheng gate is a rat crossing the street. Everyone yells and fights. I don't know where to hide. I don't dare to show up for ten years! If long Aotian takes refuge in Prince Junmo, he will be saved from killing himself!"
"Today's battle, it seems that long Aotian will surely lose!"
"But up to now, the Dragon Aotian hasn't appeared. Did he not pay attention to Prince Junmo at all?"
“……”
Everyone whispered.
"Long Aotian finally came!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Whoosh!
A bright golden light came from the sky like a competition. It was so fast that it appeared on the top of Changsheng mountain almost instantaneously, making the void in all directions vibrate violently.
Ang!
An ancient sound of dragon singing rang through the sky, and the golden light dispersed, revealing a young figure.
It was a very handsome boy. He looked only eighteen or nine years old. Every inch of his skin was shining like the sun.
His figure is as tall and straight as a dragon, and his body seems to be surrounded by a golden dragon, which makes him look heroic and extraordinary, like a young god of war, with an invincible charm.
"This boy, have you grown so big?"
Lingxiao's mouth showed a smile, and his eyes were full of emotion.
The familiar figure he felt was naturally long Aotian, but he didn't expect to see him again a hundred years later. Long Aotian was no longer the little child in those years, but had become a brave young man.
But now Lingxiao has hidden his breath and face, and long Aotian can't recognize him at all.
"Jun Mo, I've come! Don't you dare to show up for a war?"
Long Aotian stared at the cold voice of the golden chariot. There was a clang in the voice, which was immediately transmitted to everyone's ears.
"Long Aotian, I didn't think you really dared to come!"
An indifferent and ethereal voice sounded slowly.
On the golden chariot, two gauze slowly spread, and a young figure came out slowly.
That is a perfect young man.
He is dignified and full of brilliant divine Xia. He looks handsome and extraordinary. His eyes are as bright as stars. The whole person exudes an unimaginable extraordinary spirit, just like the God King coming from the nine days.
As soon as he appeared, the eight sun gods around the golden chariot knelt down respectfully.
"See the prince!"
The eyes of the eight sun gods are full of fanatical worship.
The people around, at the moment of seeing Prince Junmo appear, although they didn't kneel down, their eyes shook and trembled slightly, and their eyes were filled with awe.
"Junmo! Ten years ago, you killed 32 people in my Changsheng gate; three years ago, you cut off my uncle Nangong's legs and wasted his cultivation; a year ago, you seriously injured my eldest brother. Let's figure it out today. I want you to pay back your blood debt with blood!"
Long Aotian's eyes were sharp and full of cold killing intention. He stared at Prince Junmo and said.
"What?!"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed. He didn't expect that Junmo's hands were covered with the blood of Changsheng sect disciples.
Uncle Nangong in the mouth of long Aotian, Lingxiao naturally knows who it is. Nangong Xuan, once the patriarch of Changsheng gate, has not only cut off his legs by Junmo, but also abandoned his accomplishments. What a shame?
Rao is Lingxiao in a strong state of mind. At the moment, he still can't help killing.
"Long Aotian, Changsheng gate goes against the sky and has entered the devil's way. It's not a pity to die! You have a good talent. If you agree to become my ninth Sun God, I'll spare you from dying. How about it?"
Prince Junmo smiled calmly.
"With you? Junmo, don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, fight!"
Long Aotian sneered. There was a sonorous sense of war in his voice, and the killing machine in his eyes was about to gush out.
Ang!
Long Aotian's whole body was full of Qi and blood. It seemed that a sun with endless rays appeared on his head. His powerful momentum broke out, which made everyone around him tremble.
"This dragon Aotian is too strong!"
Someone trembled and said, his face a little pale.
"But he is not destined to be the opponent of Prince Junmo! Let alone Prince Junmo, even the sun god will be able to kill him!"
Some people are full of confidence in Prince Junmo.
However, people's hearts are vaguely looking forward to this peerless war.
They all want to see what a grand occasion the real God war will be?
"Long Aotian, you are so stubborn! But I forgive you. After all, you just sit on the well and watch the sky. You don't know the vastness of the world..."
Prince Junmo sighed.
As soon as his voice fell, a sun god stood up and stared at long Aotian and said, "long Aotian, you don't deserve to challenge the prince! Pass me first!"
Boom!
His whole body spewed out a blazing flame, and a huge war knife appeared in his hand. His breath became fierce and unparalleled. The knife was aggressive and sharp, and locked long Aotian up in an instant!