The Strongest Mythical Emperor - Chapter 1252
[Chapter 1251 Desolate God]
“I am a little curious about meeting human saints in the Eight Wastelands, so I came to ask. My name is Huo Zhenyu. Where are you?” The
four-armed man explained. As soon as he said this, Fuxi, Tathagata, Death Path and Both Lin Yuqi and Lin Yuqi were moved.
The name Huo Zhenyu is well-known.
One of the Nine Saints, the four-armed war god, Huo Zhenyu.
The ranking is higher than that of Nanyexing.
Fuxi had often heard of this name when he was inquiring about information.
For locals like Lin Yuqi, Huo Zhenyu is like the bright moon in the sky, high and even above the Su Di Sect.
Qin Jun had never heard of Huo Zhenyu and replied calmly: “I am Emperor Qin Tian, and they are all my subordinates. What do you want to ask?”
He could see that Huo Zhenyu’s cultivation was not simple. Compared with The previous Iron Book Saint had a calmer aura, and his holy power made people dare not reject him.
Emperor Qin Tian?
A flash of doubt flashed in Huo Zhenyu’s eyes. When did such a famous person appear in the universe?
Daluo Shixian alone can command several saints?
“Are you from the Supreme Temple or the Ancestor Hall?”
Huo Zhenyu asked curiously, and quickly fell to the ground as he spoke, no longer maintaining a condescending posture.
His enthusiasm made Qin Jun frown. This was a wasteland, and it was not uncommon for members of the same clan to kill each other. Could it be that Huo Zhenyu had a plot against them?
“Huh!”
Sun Wukong walked to the front and stared at Huo Zhenyu unkindly.
Huo Zhenyu is also a super-powerful being who has perfected the Saint Realm. Feeling Sun Wukong’s momentum, he couldn’t help but be moved.
“This monkey…”
Huo Zhenyu’s heart was filled with panic. When did the demon clan have such a strong man?
“The Saint Realm is perfected.”
Patriarch Bodhi spat out five words indifferently, making Huo Zhenyu look at him in surprise.
Yang Jian, Li Yuanba, Death Dao, Ji Bubai, Hou Tu, Fu Xi, Tathagata, Zhu Jiuyin, Lin Yuqi, and Yuding Zhenren all changed their looks.
Saints are scary enough.
The other party is still at the top level of a saint!
Huo Zhenyu’s forehead began to break out in cold sweat. He couldn’t see through the cultivation of Patriarch Bodhi.
“I don’t have any ill intentions. I just saw that there are so many saints among you and wanted to ask for your help.”
Huo Zhenyu quickly explained that he can be said to be a powerful being in the inner universe, but in the face of Qin Jun and others, he did not dare to make any gestures. .
“What’s the matter?”
Qin Jun asked. Things that can make a saint perfect and distressed must not be simple. Could it be related to the extremely fiery demon god?
Huo Zhenyu calmed down and said: “It’s like this. I have been here in Bahuang for tens of thousands of years to find the Pearl of Cangwu. Now I have found Cangwu’s location. However, Cangwu is too powerful and I can’t defeat it alone. So I want to ask you for help. Afterwards, I will try my best to fulfill any requests you have.”
Cang Wu?
Everyone was wondering, what is that?
Huo Zhenyu saw their doubts and explained: “Cangwu is an ancient creature. It is said to be the first batch of creatures when the way of heaven was first established. It has lived for countless epochs and is extremely powerful. I just need you to help me hold it down. Then I will steal the Pearl of Cangwu.”
Qin Jun asked straight to the point: “Do you know about the Extreme Flame Demon God in the Eight Wastes?”
The Extreme Flame Demon God?
Huo Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: “I know, that Extreme Flame Demon God has been in Bahuang longer than Cang Wu. It is said that he may be the only Extreme Flame Demon God in the universe. He is extremely powerful. Are you going to find him?” ?”
He paused and said seriously: “I advise you to give up. That guy is so powerful that even the Supreme Temple, Baili Family, and Renzu Ancestral Hall can’t do anything to him. He is an existence countless times stronger than Cang Wu. Ji
Bubai’s eyes lit up and he quickly asked: “Does it really exist? What’s his name?”
The Extreme Flame Demon God Clan has a genealogy, and perhaps the name of the demon god is recorded in it.
“Name? I don’t know. Everyone calls him the God of Desolation.”
Huo Zhenyu shook his head. His face was full of weirdness. This group of people actually wanted to find the God of Desolation. Are they tired of living?
Ji Bubai was so excited that he quickly said to Qin Jun: “Let’s help him and let him take us to find the Desolate God!”
“Looking for the Desolate God? Are you crazy?”
Huo Zhenyu quickly interrupted him and shouted, “There is no Nine Saints” Jun’s posture is obviously filled with fear of Aragami.
Ji Bubai snorted: “You are crazy!”
Sun Wukong said arrogantly: “There are so many of us, why should we be afraid of the Desolate God?”
“The Desolate God is so powerful that you can’t imagine. A saint is like dust in front of him. He can wave his hand and be gone.” Destroy! Every strong man who was looking for the Desolate God died. Tens of millions of years ago, the Supreme Temple, the Baili Family, and the Renzu Zongtang joined forces to enter the Bahuang, trying to capture the Desolate God, but only a few escaped. It’s a seriously injured body.” Huo Zhenyu warned, he couldn’t help but wonder where Qin Jun and others came from?
You don’t even know the terror of the Aragami!
The most terrifying thing about the Eight Desolations is the Aragami. If you encounter the Aragami, you will definitely die!
Everyone else was praying not to meet the desolate god, but Qin Jun and others took the initiative to look for the desolate god. Could it be that they were tired of living?
“If you don’t help us, then go find someone else!”
Qin Jun stared at Huo Zhenyu and said, making Huo Zhenyu frown.
Just when Huo Zhenyu hesitated, Qin Jun turned and left, followed by the gods and demons.
Seeing this, Huo Zhenyu became anxious. He searched for several years but could not find a strong enough helper. How could he give up when he finally met a group of saints?
“Besides that, you can make other demands!”
Unfortunately, Lord Qin ignored him. Ji Bubai muttered to Lord Qin, “How about we catch him and force him to question him?”
Upon hearing this, Lord Qin stopped immediately. Step down.
Huo Zhenyu heard it clearly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, trying to catch him?
He is also a Saint King after all!
At this time, Qin Jun turned around, looked at Huo Zhenyu faintly, and said: “Wukong, come on!”
“Okay!”
Sun Wukong roared angrily, and rushed towards Huo Zhenyu with his stick.
Huo Zhenyu was a little unexpected, why would he start a fight even if he disagreed?
But he was not a vegetarian, and said angrily: “Emperor Qin Tian, do you really think I am easy to bully?”
Boom!
He collided with Sun Wukong, UU Reading www.mtlwebnovel.com.net grabbed Sun Wukong’s Chaos Purple Gold Rod with four arms, and the two saints began to wrestle. The ground beneath their feet collapsed instantly. Patriarch Bodhi waved his sleeves and swept everyone into the air, using magic. Protect everyone.
The ground within a radius of 10,000 meters was shattered, and countless pieces of gravel flew up. The scene was extremely spectacular.
“What a powerful force…”
Huo Zhenyu was shocked. He was the most powerful among the Nine Saint Kings, but he couldn’t get the slightest advantage against Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong smiled: “Okay! You are strong enough!”
After saying this, Sun Wukong kicked Huo Zhenyu’s chest with his right leg, stomping him out, followed by a somersault, adjusted his body, and killed Huo Zhenyu again.
Huo Zhenyu flapped his arms and stopped in the air. A golden staff with two horns appeared in front of him. He quickly grabbed it and swung it away towards Sun Wukong.
As one of the Nine Saint Kings, if he is defeated by an unknown monster, what kind of dignity will he have in the universe?
[End of this Chapter.]
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