This was the second time Zhou Yang saw a powerful person in the extreme realm of the gods. Before, his cultivation level was still low and he couldn't even see the way.
But now that I also have the world inside my body, I am one step closer to that realm. This person in front of me is a living real person. This opportunity cannot be missed, and the time will never come again, so I secretly studied it.
For those who are powerful in the realm of gods, their soul is their physical body, and their body is also their soul. Zhou Yang secretly realized this feeling of body and soul uniting.
"Okay, you have to walk the road by yourself, and your life is also your own. I can save you once or twice, but it can only happen three times, and there will be no next time. Remember, at any time, saving your life is the most important thing, and your life is gone. , it’s just a joke to talk about the great road to immortality.” After saying that, the white-haired old man glanced at him and let him watch.
"This junior will definitely remember it." After a moment, Zhou Yang came to his senses and couldn't help but nodded heavily.
The investigation just now seems to have yielded something, but it seems that nothing has been discovered. It is very mysterious.
"My appearance this time will definitely alarm the Celestial Temple, and maybe a strong man has already arrived. Forget it, I will go back with you." After thinking about it, the white-haired old man said.
Zhou Yang was shocked. The Heavenly Temple that this senior mentioned should not be here in Taiweixing, but the Piaomiao Continent.
"Junior is taking the liberty, junior..."
The old man waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Yang's words, and said casually: "My surname is Ji, and I am somewhat famous in the misty land. You will know it when you get there in the future."
"Yes, Senior Ji, please enter the ship and wait for a moment." Zhou Yang sent a message to Huajiao and the giant falcon, and then asked Qi Qian to open the door of the giant ship and let the white-haired old man enter.
The Red Divine Sword turned into a stream of light and sank into Zhou Yang's body.
Previously, the two demon kings, the giant falcon and the flower dragon, did not follow them into the Heavenly Temple. Instead, they left the main star with the giant gate squadron escorting Ziying, and then met up with the general Guangwu of the Kingdom of God.
According to Zhou Yang's instructions, let them wait outside the main star.
"Senior, do you know where there are four-armed humans?" Zhou Yang finally had the chance to ask this question.
The powerful god who killed his ancestor had four arms. He wanted to find out which clan he belonged to. When he became stronger in the future, he would have to fight for revenge.
The white-haired old man glanced at him and asked calmly: "Have you ever seen this kind of human being?"
"Oh no, I heard this from someone, this junior." Zhou Yang said hurriedly.
"The super race of the Misty Holy Land." After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored him.
"Piao Miao Holy Land is still a super race!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth secretly, wanting to seek revenge against the super race in the Holy Land. He still had a long way to go.
Half an hour later, the two demon kings and Guang Wu appeared.
The giant ship turned and swept towards the central giant city again.
Just as the white-haired old man said, Haijiang and the other three people reported the matter to their superiors immediately after returning with the scrapped Jieyuan.
To be able to directly drive them hundreds of millions of miles away, one must be a powerful person in the realm of gods.
There are only four gods in the four star regions that Misty Holy Land belongs to, but the aura of the person before was not any of these four at all.
This person was obviously leaning toward Qi Bin, but he didn't kill them. Could it be that some senior from the Ming clan was powerful? Or maybe it comes from other forces in the Holy Land?
While Zi was feeling uneasy, Zhou Yang's giant ship arrived, which made Haijiang and others' hearts arouse again.
"Why hasn't anyone come from above yet? What should I do if I wait?" The five venerables turned around anxiously.
The four venerables were also restless.
"That man didn't kill anyone before, and he didn't even fully release the God's aura. He should be fine. And it can't be stopped. Let's invite him in first." Haijiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally gritted his teeth.
The Heavenly God's Temple does have a very powerful defense formation, but it is located in the dormitory of the original palace master Long Dao and the starry sky teleportation array, but it can only defend the early stage of the Heavenly God.
Judging from the aura of the previous person, it was much stronger than Long Dao, which meant that he must be at least at the peak of the early stage of the Heavenly God Realm, or even stronger, and the two formations could not stop him.
With the decision made, Haijiang and the two venerables personally greeted him.
The cabin door opened wide, and the white-haired old man walked out first, followed by Zhou Yang and Qi Qian, and the last one who followed was the third lord of the Kingdom of God!
Of course, the three venerables currently only have their essence soul left.
"I'm waiting to see you, senior!" Haijiang and the two venerables stepped forward to see him.
But at this moment, a sky-shattering coercion directly covered the entire Heavenly Temple. This pressure was like the real heaven and earth, and was much stronger than the power of the world of the quasi-celestial god.
The source of the pressure comes from the starry sky teleportation formation in the palace.
"The most powerful person in the realm of gods!"
Zhou Yang suddenly felt a huge mountain pressing on him, and he bent down on the spot, about to fall to the ground.
Qi Qian was even more unbearable. She was directly overwhelmed and couldn't move.
"It's finally here!" Haijiang and the others felt relieved. Facing this pressure, they were not affected at all. They were definitely in the same camp.
The white-haired old man waved his hand gently, and the pressure on Zhou Yang and Qi Qian disappeared instantly.
Zhou Yang straightened up, but Qi Qian's mouth was already bleeding.
Suddenly, the huge pressure covering the Heavenly Temple also completely disappeared, followed by a soft cry.
The void fluctuated, and a person appeared beside Haijiang and others. This person had a white face and a beardless face, with a medium build. He was in his forties and looked like a scholar.
"See you, Lord Gonglin." Haijiang and others saluted hurriedly.
The middle-aged man named Gong ignored the three of them, but looked at the white-haired old man with a trace of doubt on his face.
Zhou Yang was a little puzzled. Didn't Mr. Ji say that he was famous in the Piaomiao Holy Land? Why didn't this powerful god know him?
The previous exploration of the old man was still unfinished, and now another powerful person in the extreme realm of gods came. How could he let go of such a good opportunity, so he gathered his consciousness again and quietly looked at this Lord Gonglin.
Gong Lin frowned, the surface of his body glowed slightly, Zhou Yang let out a sound, and there was a tingling pain in the Yuanshen Shendai.
"Boy, please take it easy. Not any powerful god can be as easy to talk to as this old man. Be careful, after I leave, he will come to settle the score with you." Mr. Baifaji secretly transmitted the message.
"I understand, I understand." Zhou Yang was stunned and didn't dare to mess around again.
"This fellow Taoist, I don't know your name. Where is the fairyland?" Gong Lin hugged Mr. Ji's fists and asked.
"Who are you, the palace master of the Tianshen Temple?" Baifaji didn't answer, but asked calmly.
"That's my great-grandfather, fellow Taoist, you..." Gong Lin's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Haha, your great-grandfather is Ji's disciple and grandson."
Gong Lin was stunned.
Judging from this tone, he is six or seven generations younger than the white-haired old man. Who is this?
"Your surname is Ji..." Gong Lin still didn't remember.
