Chapter 990 The Real Messenger of the Imperial Court

The infinite golden fairyland, the human world, and the blue abyss.

In the vast and dark fog, Zhong Yuan suspended in the void. In front of him, a circle of white fog permeated, abruptly stretching out the boundless dark fog, which was difficult to erode at all.

There is no doubt that this white fog is naturally the manifestation of the power of the two six-in-a-moment dust array.

Zhong Yuan's two six-in-one dust array this time is not to break the prohibition, nor to ambush the enemy, but to break through the barrier between the infinite golden fairy world and the spiritual fairy world, so as to return to the spiritual and empty fairy world.

Originally, Zhong Yuan planned to return to the spiritual and empty fairy world through the passage of the four sects. However, Du Guangting, the third son of the Xuanyou Sect, still recognized his original appearance after he changed his appearance, which made him understand that since then, the Xuanyou Sect is no longer a friend, but an enemy. If he leaves from there, I'm afraid that what he is waiting for will be the "reception" of Jin Xian!

That is not a golden fairy who has been forcibly crushed down the realm, but a true golden fairy who can exert all his combat power. In front of such a master, even Zhong Yuan's strength has made great progress now, and he is not sure that he can get out.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan decided to leave with his own strength. The reason why he chose this blue abyss is that this is where the Nethered Channel is located. The human world and the underworld are intertwined. If you can't find the position, maybe the space barrier will be thicker. However, once the position is found correctly, the space barrier is much weaker than the ordinary place.

This position, even for a real golden fairy, is a very difficult result to confirm. However, for Zhong Yuan, it is not easy. It's not that Zhong Yuan's vision is more powerful than the golden fairy, but that before, when he was still in charge of the three-world mirror, he had already taken a thorough look at it, and he knows the spatial distribution here.

"Let's do it!"

Zhong Yuan, seeing that all six incarnations were ready, at that time, he opened his mouth and ordered.

When this statement fell, the vast white fog manifested by the two six-in-one dust arrays was like boiling water in a pot, tossed violently. Between the tos, a huge god up to a hundred feet rose up.

This god looks like a wrestler, ** the abdomen, the back is inserted with two wings, the forehead has three eyes, the face is as red as a monkey, the chin is long and sharp, the foot is like an eagle trembling, and the claws are more fierce, the left hand holds a wedge, the right hand holds the

This appearance, not to mention a monk, even if mortals look at it, they know that it is the real manifestation of Thor. At that time, the god of Thor roared up to the sky and roared. At the same time, the magic weapon in his hands suddenly knocked, "Boom--" an earth-shaking sound, a twisted thunderbolt with several people holding together. After several twists, it exploded in the void 300 feet in front of it.

In an instant, the void was broken, and the turbulence of space had not yet gushed out, and it was also broken. A deep and twisted passage ran through the mixed world, manifested in front of Zhong Yuan. At the end, there was a faint light shining through.

Zhong Yuan, with a flash of light in his eyes, looked at the world outside the end of the channel. Although he did not know where it was, the familiar air machine made him sure, and there was no doubt that it was the fairy world.

At the moment, Zhong Yuan did not hesitate, and the spirit of heaven on his head suddenly opened, and a streamer shot out. In four volumes, he ingested all the six incarnations and two six-in-one dust arrays. Then, as soon as his figure shook, he turned into a streamer and shot towards the channel.

After Zhong Yuan entered the channels of these two worlds, he found that it seemed to be calm, but in fact, there were endless undercurrents surging. If he were a person with slightly less strength, he was afraid that he would be crushed into powder. However, for Zhong Yuan, it was of little use. His strong body, between a few tremors, collapsed the pressure invisibly.

In a short time, Zhong Yuan swayed out of the passage and landed on a small hill. Looking at the invisible channel, quickly closing up and disappearing into the invisible, Zhong Yuan's heart was also extremely emotional.

However, Zhong Yuan is not the kind of person who hurts spring and sorrow. Soon, he swept away all the melancholy in his heart. "Now, the most urgent thing is to find a suitable place for retreat to completely accept my harvest in the infinite golden fairy world and transform it into real strength!"

Zhong Yuan said to himself and was about to leave to explore the situation here. Suddenly, a line of red light flew down from the top of a high mountain not far away. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of him.

The red light was issued by a bronze chariot that was five feet long, three feet wide and ten feet high. This bronze chariot is quite unique in shape, just like a rosefinch bird carrying a gazebo. In the pavilion, there was a monk sitting in a red robe, which was extremely eye-catching.

Although Zhong Yuan did not know the monk on the rosefinch chariot, he was very clear that the man came for himself. At that time, countless questions rose in his heart. He saw the monk, and his cultivation was just a high level of immortals. If he took action, he could easily erase it. Therefore, he was not in a hurry to escape, but stayed in place and waited.

The escape of the rosefinch chariot seemed to be fierce, but when it stagnated, it was silent, showing the profound control skills of the monks on the car.

After the rosefinch chariot landed, the red light suddenly restrained. However, the monk in the car did not get out of the car, but took out a scroll from the sleeve of the robe. After opening it, he said in a loud voice, "I, I heard that the monk Zhong Yuan flew up in the lower world. His cultivation is outstanding , like this!"

After reading it, the monk closed the scroll, held it in both hands, and said in a very solemn tone, "Zhong Daoyou, the will of His Majesty the Red Emperor, why don't you kneel down to greet him quickly!"

Without the monk's words, Zhong Yuan can also know this, because he can analyze it from the previous will. However, this situation is really confusing. Therefore, Zhong Yuan, not to mention kneeling down, did not mean to go forward to receive the order, and still stood in place.

"Who are you?" Zhong Yuan was slightly silent. After straightening his thoughts, he asked.

"Gu Yu, the second-class messenger of Nantian Emperor's Court! What, do you suspect that I'm fake? The messenger of the imperial court who claimed to be Gu Yu heard this, and his face changed and said coldly.

"What's so strange about this? I just pretended to be!" Looking at Gu Yu's angry face, Zhong Yuan really wanted to fight back to him like this. However, in the end, he did not say this sentence, but changed a gentle tone and said, "If you come so suddenly, you will doubt anyone!"

Zhong Yuan was not afraid of the Nantian Emperor's Court, but wanted to make things clear and clear. In fact, he stopped monitoring the void around him all the time. Once he found that something was wrong, he immediately drove the Guangcheng gold boat and fled.

"Can't the rosefinch chariot prove my identity?" Gu Yu, the messenger of the imperial court, became more and more angry.

"It's just a dead thing. Is it difficult to guarantee that others can't imitate it?" Zhong Yuan was not moved by Gu Yu's anger at all, and he seemed extremely calm.

In the face of such a situation, Gu Yu had the intention to scold him, but before he thought of the leader's suggestion to himself, he pressed down his own temper. At this moment, he suppressed his anger and said in a harmony, "This is my imperial messenger token. You can check it!"

While talking, Gu Yu threw the token to Zhong Yuan.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan is no longer Zhong Yuan, who has just entered the Lingkong fairy world. He already knows all the basic information of the Lingkong fairy world. Therefore, after an honest and rude inspection, Zhong Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, it's indeed the order of the envoy of the Nantian Emperor. Here's Zhong Yuan, there is a gift here!"

"Since you have seen it clearly, let's take the order quickly!" With a move, Gu Yu, who took back his messenger token again, urged again.

However, Zhong Yuan still did not move, but continued, "Take a minute, I want to ask first, what on earth does His Majesty the Red Emperor call me into the imperial court? How did you know that I would appear here? And..."

"I have no obligation to answer your questions for you. If you want to know the answer, just ask yourself after entering the imperial court!" Before Zhong Yuan finished his words, he was coldly cut off by Gu Yu and said, "Now, it's better to take the order quickly and return to the imperial court with me, so as not to go back late. Your Majesty blames!"

"If you say so, I dare not take the order. Who knows what kind of result will be after I take the order? I'd better drift outside like this!" While talking, Zhong Yuan was about to leave.

At the beginning of time, Gu Yu, the messenger of the imperial court, was anxious. With a wave of his big hand, a huge palm condensed in the void and brought it towards Zhong Yuan.

Feeling this, Zhong Yuan would not be polite. At that time, the integration of magic and martial arts was displayed, and his arm was bent and stretched out with one punch.

"Bun--"

With a loud noise, in an instant, the photo method waving by Gu Yu, the messenger of the imperial court, was bombarded.

After that, Zhong Yuan also slapped out. This palm, nothing else, is its first killing move - all sentients and ants.

The golden palm covered the sky and the sun. At that moment, Gu Yu also had a feeling that he was an ant. Because just the exposure of the air machine makes it clear that it is impossible to compete with it alone. Moreover, with the downward pressure of the palm, his own sense of resistance is also rapidly retreating.

In such a situation, Gu Yu, the messenger of the imperial court, couldn't help but have a touch of fear. ( To be continued)