The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 89
Fuyao Holy Land, many strong people came today.

A strange fluctuation appeared, and the terrifying giant beast from the depths of the wilderness pierced through the void, suddenly emerged from here, and hung in front of the hall.

A total of nine terrifying giant beasts appeared, pulling an ancient chariot. On it was a man with a radiant body, full of divine light, black hair, white and translucent skin, like jade, and his eyes were unfathomable.

This is the divine lord of the Shenzhou Dynasty, with boundless aura, coming from breaking through the void on an ancient chariot, followed by dozens of terrifying powerful men.

At this time, another piece of void rippled, and a huge teleportation array was outlined.

A man walked out of the endless void. He looked about 40 years old, his eyes were as black as ink, not so much deep, but rather like an abyss, forming a terrible vortex, like a soul that could devour people.

He has black hair, his body is not very strong, he is tall and empty, and when he is not speaking, he seems to blend into the void, making his existence invisible.

But the divine master of the Shenzhou Dynasty nodded slightly to show his respect.

This person has a terrifying background. He is an old monster from the Yaozu thousands of years ago. He has an aura that truly surpasses all living beings. He has no immeasurable divine power to show, and no terrifying coercion. There is only a kind of truth, releasing the "true self".

The golden battle suit on his body is bright and peaceful, not intimidating, and his whole person seems to be outside the world.

"boom!"

The sky of the Fuyao Holy Land seemed to explode, shaking the sky and the earth to change color. This power is too scary, and another giant from Zhongzhou has descended!

A domineering and unparalleled figure stepped out, and the sky seemed to tremble.

His whole body was covered with a layer of immortal light, as if he was about to emerge from the sky at any moment. Behind this strong man, there were dozens of half-step powers following him.

"The Divine Lord of the Yuhua Dynasty, I didn't expect him to come."

"What the hell happened, so many big bosses gathered together?"

There was a lot of discussion in the distance.

With the passage of time, more and more terrifying figures came. They include the Patriarch of the Northern Plains family, the leader of one of the Zhongzhou Hundred Religions, the Divine Master of the Supreme Dynasty, and the Holy Master of the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland.

Immediately afterwards, the arrogance of various forces descended.

They have the idea of ​​invincibility, the light in their eyes is full of light, and they are powerful and boundless. Just the monstrous power can stabilize the universe. Among them, there are a few peerless celestial beings who can match the older generation of powerhouses. downwind.

It caused an uproar in all directions, and what happened today was spread out to be a big earthquake for the entire Zhongzhou.

A tree that reaches the sky stands quietly, huge and boundless, surrounded by faint clouds and mist, like a fairy, setting off beautifully like a picture scroll, and nearly a hundred thousand miles in front of it, there is a magnificent palace.

This is a magnificent palace, embedded with one after another strange stones flowing and fluctuating divine power, just like a starry sky, the more one gazes, the more one's mind is thrown into it.

"Boom!"

A trembling sound seemed to be reverberating, and the vermilion gate opened to welcome the strong man coming from afar.

The lead was an old man, dressed in Tsing Yi, with hair like snow, complexion as delicate as jade, without a trace of wrinkle, and a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.The breath is like a vast starry sky, its power is unpredictable, and it can shake the world and destroy the ancient stars with just a few gestures.

This is the Supreme Elder in the Fuyao Holy Land, whose cultivation base is unfathomable. He woke up from a deep sleep and greeted the honored guests from afar in person.

A group of people walked into the hall.

On the high platform, a figure of the Holy Master level sat upright.

The layout of the hall is exquisite, very mysterious, and the carved dragons and painted buildings are extremely extraordinary.

As the master of the Fuyao Holy Land, the Holy Master Fuyao sat on the top and entertained guests from all walks of life. He waved his hand lightly, and a large group of attendants came from outside, holding elixir and fairy liquid in their hands, and all kinds of magical meat.

These elixir have the aura of the Dao, and they are quite precious. It is hard to find one in a hundred years, but now they are being entertained by the Lord Fuyao. Not even a half-step power is an opponent. Similarly, the meat is fresh and tender, and it is extremely suitable for eating.

These seemingly ordinary dews are all collected from the mysterious and unpredictable Taiyin River above the sky, rootless water, hidden avenues, if you take a sip, your soul is sublimated, it seems to become extremely pure, and the foundation of Fuyao Holy Land is hard to tell. imagine.

A group of cranes were flying outside, and a fairy phoenix appeared vaguely, sacred and transcendent.

The Fuyao Shenmu sprinkled flowers and rain, the pieces were crystal clear, and the blossoms were fragrant, reflecting a kind of magical rhyme.

The disciples of Fuyao Holy Land looked at the palace in the distance and began to gossip.

"Why are these bigwigs gathered together today?"

"This is really a strange thing. What is it that a big man with a head and face wants to come to Fuyao Holy Land to discuss?"

"It's been rumored to be crazy recently, don't you know?"

"Just tell me what happened!"

The mysterious one was Shangguan Wo, he said in a low voice.

"A big incident happened in Zhongzhou in the past few days, and Tianjiao of the Strategist family died!"

Although the surrounding disciples were astonished, they quickly frowned and asked.

"When you die, you die. Although Tianjiao's death is very unusual, it is not unheard of."

"But... when his body was found, it had already turned into a mummy, as if it had been drained alive!"

Shangguan Wo smiled.

"What does this mean? Some enemies like to torture others. This kind of death is not uncommon."

The disciple on the side said doubtfully.

"Who told you that this kind of thing only happened once?"

"Tens of thousands of people have died, and everyone is like this, but the strange thing is that they all died in their own caves, and they were silently drained of their origin."

"It's not just the Tianjiao of the Zongheng family, the elders of the Yinyang family, the generals of the Yuhua Dynasty, and the half-step power of the Shenzhou Dynasty, all of whom died by accident."

The people around gasped when they heard this.

This can no longer be described in terms of shock, so many people died, it is already a disaster for some small holy places.

If Shangguan Wo hadn't said it out, no one would have understood what had happened, which was enough to show how deeply these things had been concealed.

"Then if we disciples know about it, will it lead to death?"

A purple-clothed disciple looked hesitant. He stepped back and looked suspiciously into the distance.

"This kind of thing didn't happen in our Fuyao Holy Land. Naturally, we didn't hear the rumors. In those families, it has already spread inside the Holy Land."

"I am not the only one who knows about Fuyao Holy Land, but the twelve holy sons and daughters on it know it from the bottom of their hearts."

Shangguan Wo comforted him.

Hearing this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"So. Are these bigwigs here today to study this matter?"

"No and no."

Shangguan Wo whispered.

"This matter may be very important, but there are many forces who are not good at coming. They came here today to discuss on the one hand, and on the other hand, they also want to show their strength."

(End of this chapter)