The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1226 The Mysterious Man Sitting High on the Divine Throne

This place is filled with a strong atmosphere of law, and chains of order are intertwined and intertwined, and on the high god's seat, there is a young man in a silver robe with hair loose behind him.

He looks ordinary, his face is blurred, his eyes are slightly closed, he looks like an ordinary person taking a nap with his eyes closed.

However, when your eyes stay on him all the time, you will feel palpitations.

Because there is an ethereal meaning in him, which makes people feel unfathomable.

His hands were casually resting on both sides of the seat, his bones were clearly defined, and his fair skin was slightly pale as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round.

Suddenly he frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyelids. The moment he opened his eyes again, a divine light shot out from his eyes. One of his eyes was golden and the other was silver. White, like a sun and a moon.

As the sun and the moon rotated, traces of majestic divine power erupted from it, making him seem far away in the sky and close in front of him.

Under his head, a mysterious man in black wearing a black robe with an iron mask on his face appeared at some unknown time.

The man in black has been bowing his head ever since he appeared, kneeling on one knee, not even daring to look at the man, for fear of profaning the gods.

"Tell me, what's the matter." The man sitting on the god's seat obviously didn't speak, but the voice of God came through.

"My lord, a subordinate came down to report thousands of years ago, saying that he seemed to have felt the breath of remnants of evil unintentionally."

"Oh, have you ever sensed which side it is?" The male god frowned, and there was no fluctuation in his tone, with the indifference of a god.

"It seems..." The mysterious man in black spoke hesitantly, as if hesitating, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"Is there anything difficult to say when you look like this?" God Venerable frowned, with a bit of displeasure in his tone.

Respectfully bowing his head, the mysterious man kneeling on the ground felt the displeasure of the god, he couldn't help shaking, and immediately said: "No, it's just that I'm not sure."

"Let's talk." The god was still frowning, he patted his sleeve, looked at him casually, his eyes were indifferent
"Yes." The man wrapped in a black robe bowed his head, as if he had thought for a moment, before he said slowly, "The aura that my subordinate felt was tens of thousands of years ago, because of The breath of the natal sword of Huang Zun who fell in the catastrophe of Heaven and Earth Thunder."

"Who are you talking about?" The god who was originally sitting on the god's throne, Gujing Wubo, suddenly opened his eyes, and his tone seemed to be a little restless.

The kneeling man in black robe didn't speak anymore, because he knew that the god had heard it, and what the god didn't need was an answer.

At this moment, he felt the tumbling aura of God Venerable, and his whole body was trembling. He was really a little scared. Will God Venerable slap him into a ball of ashes when he gets short of breath.

Sure enough, the deity sitting on the throne didn't mean to listen to the man in black. He was silent for a while, and waved his hand to let the man in black go down. Changing to and fro, a pair of pupils with rotating sun and moon looks a bit obscure.

"Huang Zun, Jin Huang, heh, your life is really big, even the thunder and evil calamity of heaven and earth can't completely kill you, what should I say? Are you worthy of being raised by nature and chosen by the consciousness of heaven and earth?"

"But even if you are still alive, so what, you are just a grasshopper after autumn in my eyes. You can be crushed to death with just one finger. There is nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be afraid of. No one can do this." Block my footsteps, I am the only master of this world, wait for me to completely replace it..."

From the shock at the beginning to the madness at the end, his voice gradually became lower and lower, so low that he could not hear it. He raised his head slowly, his eyes seemed to pass through many palaces, and looked into the endless void. the end.

(End of this chapter)