Boom!
At this moment, a brilliant light burst out in the void, as if thunder was descending, and a chariot covered in dazzling golden light came across the sky, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.
Around the golden chariot, there were eight powerful men wearing golden armors. Each of them had eyes as bright as lightning and cold faces. The powerful aura around them was as vast as the ocean. They guarded the golden chariot with great loyalty.
Faintly, everyone could see a young man on the golden chariot. Although his face could not be seen clearly, he had an extraordinary and mysterious aura.
"It's Prince Jun Mo who has arrived!"
Someone exclaimed, and immediately everyone's eyes were filled with awe.
Prince Jun Mo is an unrivaled genius who descended into the War God Realm together with His Majesty the God King ten years ago. He shocked the entire War God Realm as soon as he was born, showing extraordinary talent and extremely strong combat power. He can be said to be an invincible existence among the younger generation.
Over the past ten years, Prince Jun Mo has made a great name for himself with his extraordinary talent and has gained a large group of followers. The eight powerful men in golden armor surrounding the golden chariot are his eight followers, known as the Eight Sun Gods. With the fortune bestowed by Jun Mo, they have all become powerful men in the realm of gods!
"Prince Junmo's Sun Chariot is said to be a powerful divine weapon! And the eight Sun Gods were also created by the good fortune bestowed by Prince Junmo, so that they could become gods in the right way! Do we have a chance to become Prince Junmo's followers?"
Someone said with great envy.
"Forget about it! Those eight Sun Gods are all the most outstanding geniuses of the time. How can we be qualified to be the followers of Prince Jun Mo? But I heard that Prince Jun Mo has already announced that he wants to subdue Long Aotian to become his ninth Sun God!"
"Subdue Long Aotian? Hehe, I think it's really possible! That Long Aotian is really lucky!"
"Isn't it? Today, the Changsheng Sect is like a rat crossing the street, everyone wants to kill it. No one knows where it is hiding, and it has not dared to show its head for ten years! If Long Aotian surrenders to Prince Jun Mo, he can be considered to have avoided the disaster of being killed!"
"In today's battle, it seems that Long Aotian will definitely lose!"
"But Long Aotian hasn't shown up yet. Does he not take Prince Jun Mo seriously at all?"
"… "
Everyone was discussing in a low voice.
"Long Aotian is finally here!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
whoosh!
A dazzling golden light came across the sky like a streak of light, at an extremely fast speed, and appeared on the top of Changsheng Mountain almost instantly, causing the void in all directions to shake violently.
hold head high!
An ancient dragon roar resounded through the sky, the golden divine light dissipated, revealing a young figure.
He was an extremely handsome young man, who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. Every inch of his skin was glowing, as brilliant as the sun.
His figure was as tall and straight as a dragon, and there seemed to be a golden dragon coiled around him, making him look extraordinary and heroic, like a young god of war, with an invincible aura.
"Has this kid grown up this big?"
A smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips, and his eyes were full of emotion.
The familiar figure he felt was naturally Long Aotian. However, he did not expect that when he saw him again a hundred years later, Long Aotian was no longer the child who never grew up, but had become a heroic young man.
However, Ling Xiao had now hidden his aura and appearance, and Long Aotian could not recognize him at all.
"Jun Mo, I'm here! Are you still afraid to show up and fight?"
Long Aotian stared at the golden chariot and spoke in a cold voice. There was a clanging sound in his voice that instantly reached everyone's ears.
"Long Aotian, I didn't expect you to really dare to come!"
A faint and ethereal voice sounded slowly.
On the golden chariot, two veils slowly spread out, and a young figure slowly walked out from them.
That was a perfect young man.
He was imposing and his whole body was emitting brilliant divine aura. He looked extraordinarily handsome, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his whole body exuded an unimaginable extraordinary aura, like a god king descending from the nine heavens.
As soon as he appeared, the eight sun gods surrounding the golden chariot knelt down respectfully.
"Greetings, Prince!"
The eyes of the eight sun gods were filled with fanatical worship.
When the people around saw Prince Jun Mo appear, although they did not kneel down, their eyes were shaken, their bodies trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of awe.
"Jun Mo! Ten years ago, you killed thirty-two people from my Changsheng Sect; three years ago, you cut off my uncle Nangong's legs and destroyed his cultivation; a year ago, you seriously injured my eldest brother. Let's settle all these things today! I will make you pay with blood!"
Long Aotian's eyes were sharp and filled with cold murderous intent as he stared at Prince Jun Mo and said.
"What?!"
There was a flash of murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes. He did not expect that Jun Mo's hands were stained with the blood of Changsheng Sect's disciples.
Ling Xiao naturally knew who the Uncle Nangong that Long Aotian mentioned was. He was Nangong Xuan, the former leader of the Changsheng Sect. Now, not only had his legs chopped off by Jun Mo, but his cultivation was also destroyed. What a humiliation this was!
Even though Ling Xiao had a strong mind, he couldn't help but feel the desire to kill at this moment.
"Long Aotian, the Changsheng Sect has gone against the will of heaven and has entered the path of evil. It is not a pity to die! But you have great talent. If you agree to become my ninth Sun God General, I will spare your life. How do you think?"
Prince Jun Mo smiled calmly.
"Just you? Jun Mo, stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight!"
Long Aotian sneered, his voice filled with the resounding fighting spirit, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost burst out.
hold head high!
The blood and energy in Long Aotian's body surged, and it seemed as if a sun emitting endless rays of light appeared above his head. The powerful aura burst out from his body, causing everyone around him to tremble in their hearts.
"This Long Aotian is too strong!"
Someone said tremblingly, his face turning pale.
"But he is destined to be no match for Prince Jun Mo! Not to mention Prince Jun Mo, even the Sun God General can destroy him!"
There are still people who have full confidence in Prince Junmo.
However, everyone was secretly looking forward to this unprecedented battle.
They all want to see what a real battle between gods would be like.
"Long Aotian, you are really stubborn! But I forgive you. After all, you are just sitting in a well and looking at the sky. You don't know the vastness of this world..."
Prince Jun Mo sighed softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a Sun God General stood up and stared at Long Aotian and said, "Long Aotian, you are not worthy enough to challenge His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! You have to get past me first!"
Boom!
Blazing flames gushed out from his body, and a huge sword appeared in his hand. The aura around him became extremely sharp, and the sword energy was domineering and sharp, locking onto Long Aotian in an instant!
(End of this chapter)