Hidden God - Chapter 127

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven

The demon **** put away his playful expression, glanced indifferently at Hua Shu who became a demon in the water mirror, waved his hand, the water mirror dispersed, and the depths of purgatory returned to tranquility.

On the stage of the universe of the ancient gods, the names of the four true gods quietly flowed on the thick true gods ancient plate, which has not changed for tens of thousands of years. Standing in front of the ancient plate, Zhi Yang suddenly stretched out his hand and waved on it, the streamer flashed, and the mottled and dim “Xuan Yi” was looming under the “Sun”.

He looked in the direction of Xiajie Ziyue Mountain and sighed softly.

On the Eagle Island here, Hua Mo rushed to grab the sacrifice for Hua Shu, but he returned without success.

The four members of the Feng clan have grown out of their true bodies to protect each other in the sky above Eagle Island. Hua Mo’s current magic is unfathomable, and he has to leave in anguish. He can defeat Feng Yun’s several people, but a fight will inevitably arouse the vigilance of Feng Ran and Feng Yin. As the emperor’s choice is uncertain today, it is definitely not the time for him to reveal his identity.

That day and night, the elders of the Peacock clan disappeared three people inexplicably. In the cave on the back island of the Peacock, Hua Shu was forced by Hua Mo to absorb the spiritual power of the same clan.

March time passed in the immortal world, when the blue dragon bell of the Tiangong rang in the heavens and reached the end of the four seas, the Tiandi Fengran, who had lived on Fengdao Island for a long time, returned to the Tiangong and sacrificed the Jiugong Tower to announce the candidate for the Tiandi.

Surprisingly, apart from the four masters of the Heavenly Palace, none of the head teachers of Sanfu and Sixdong was absent this time. Even the Phoenix Emperor of Wutongfeng Island followed Fengran to the Heavenly Palace, and only Yuan Qi from Qingchi Palace was the only one who was absent. The gods, on the eve of the battle of Jiugong Tower, still did not appear.

Hua Shu’s father and daughter and the immortals entered the palace together. After seeing the Emperor, the two returned to the Xiuyang Temple, not conspicuous. However, Feng Ran’s eyes patrolled over Hua Shu’s back, frowning.

“Master.” Although Feng Yin is the Emperor of Phoenix, she only has the principle of serving with Feng Ran. Seeing Feng Ran’s expression on her face, she said: “The last time I came to the Heavenly Palace, I found that the spiritual power of the Peacock King was mine. I haven’t seen it before, this time Hua Shu is the same.”

The fairy demon magic powers are both familiar, but Hua Mo and Hua Shu’s gloomy mysterious power, with their fascinating magic power, can’t tell the truth.

“Tomorrow, within the Pagoda of the Nine Palaces, the true chapter will be distinguished.” Feng Ran’s eyes moved slightly, “We have done so many things. With Huamo’s temperament, I can’t help it.”

Feng Yin nodded, looking at the direction where Hua Mo’s father and daughter disappeared, and his eyes were heavy.

The immortals serving in the Xuanyang Hall retreated from the main hall tremblingly, and even the Cardinals did not dare to stay with Huamo and his daughter. Somehow, the princess went back to Aviator Island, and her temper became more perverse and violent than before.

“Father, tomorrow I will choose the emperor from the Nine Palaces Pagoda. With the phoenix hidden, my daughter may not be able to be sure.” Hua Shu’s face was still worried.

“It’s okay.” Hua Mo’s voice was deep, and with a move of his hand, a crimson demon banner appeared in his palm, and he passed it to Hua Shu. “

Hua Shu was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed drastically, “Father, this is the Ju Yao banner?”

A thousand years ago, the Demon Emperor tragically died behind the Grand Purple Palace in the Third Heaven of the Demon Realm, and the demon tribe’s supreme demon-gathering flags also disappeared. How could it be in the hands of the father?

Hua Shu looked inexplicable, thinking of something thousands of years ago, his voice was dry, “Father, you were the one who entered the Zhongzi Hall to kill the Demon King back then?”

At this point, the Peacock King no longer concealed it, and admitted generously, his eyes were fascinating, “Yes, I stole Yufeng’s fairy sword and worked with the demon lord to kill Senhong.”

“Father, there are many ancient monsters in the Ju Yao banner. If I sacrifice the Ju Yao banner in the Nine Palace Pagoda, that day the emperor and the leaders of the various houses…”

“That’s what I want.” Hua Mo coldly interrupted Hua Shu’s words, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, “I have quietly transferred the soldiers of Peacock Island to the outside of Tianmen, and tomorrow Fengran and the immortals will gather in the Nine Palace Towers. When all the monsters and beasts are out, they must fight each other, and when they lose both, we will sit back and reap the benefits.”

Hua Shu’s expression was shocked. She did not expect that her father would have planned to kill the Emperor and the immortals in the Pagoda of the Nine Palaces, so that Peacock Island would be the only one among the immortals.

Seeing Hua Shu hesitated, the Peacock King said solemnly: “Shu’er, do you really think that the immortal can be the emperor of the heaven safe and sound after being infected with magic power?”

Hua Shu suddenly looked up.

“For my father these years, I would rather be humiliated and have never used the magic power in your body, just because you are afraid of being discovered by them. No matter the fairy will not tolerate the demon clan being alive, tomorrow the battle of the nine palace towers, the magic power in your body can no longer be hidden. If you don’t kill a hundred, it will shock the immortal clan. Our father and daughter and the Peacock clan will have no way to survive.”

The voice of Peacock King fell in Hua Shu’s ears, and she tremblingly took the Ju Yao banner and nodded.

“Father, rest assured, for the sake of my Peacock tribe’s 10,000-year legacy, my daughter will definitely not be merciful.”

Yuan Qi grows independent by the pool at the back of Qingchi Palace.

Chang Que hurriedly walked behind him, saluting and whispering announcing: “The god, the emperor and the phoenix have gone to the heavenly palace.”

Yuan Qi nodded and called out, “Yuan Shen.”

The Yuan Shen Sword emerges from Yuan Qi sleeves and transforms into a human form.

“Go to Ziyue Mountain.”

“God.” Chang Que called the two, hesitated, and whispered in a low voice: “You really don’t go to Tiangong again. Go and see…”

Yuan Qi’s eyes swept, Chang Que’s voice was stagnant, and he dared not say any more.

Yuan Qi stretched out the hand hidden in his sleeve, and his right hand was almost transparent.

“It’s not necessary for this look.”

After he finished speaking, he turned and flew towards the demon world, and the Yuanshenjian flew into his sleeve again. Chang Que sighed and followed Yuan Qi.

When Haoyue was in the sky, Yuan Qi fell in the sky above Ziyue Mountain, and a tall and majestic figure was standing outside the barrier.

The roar of the beast is roaring into the ears, and the monstrous devilish energy seems to tear the barrier. The red figure offered sacrifices to the wheel of annihilation, and locked its magic power in the Ziyue Mountain, making the situation in the mountain unknown to outsiders.

“How long can the barrier last?” Yuan Qi said in a deep voice.

“At most two days.” The red figure turned to look at Yuan Qi, “The devilish energy is too strong. With the barriers repaired by me and the emperor, I can’t restrain them. I went to purgatory back then, and the monsters inside were extremely vicious. Once Purgatory is opened, the Three Realms will repeat the chaos of the demons 70,000 years ago.”

“I know.” Yuan Qi’s gaze fell on the magical power gushing from the edge of the barrier, his expression condensed slightly, “You do what you should do, and Ziyue Mountain will give it to me.”

After Yuan Qi finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, the Yuanshen sword transformed into the sword body, and the pure power of chaos covered Yuan Qi’s body. He stepped up and walked into the barrier, wherever the power of Chaos went, the devilish energy died down, and he retracted into the barrier.

The moment Yuan Qi was about to step through the barrier, a low voice sounded behind him.

“A Jin.”

Yuan Qi stepped in.

“Ayin, she still doesn’t know anything?”

Yuan Qi shook his head, “Ajiu, Ayin is no longer there, now it is Fengyin who is back.”

“On the Daze Mountain back then, I was the one who was wrong.”

A thousand years later, the Demon King finally said these words to the friend who had trusted in the Three Realms back then.

Yuan Qi turned his head, his cold eyebrows spread out, and he smiled. It was not the cold and indifferent appearance of the thousand years.

“Don’t blame you, Daze Mountain should have such a catastrophe, such a destiny.” He looked back at the purgatory deep in the barrier, “Now, I should also fulfill my destiny.”

After he finished speaking, he turned and stepped into Ziyue Mountain, leaving no more words.