"Xiao Mo, who is it?" After a long time, he was there again talking to himself.

In the eyes of others, Fusang's whole person is chattering, here, except for the two words that Huang Qingwan will say to Fusang, everyone else avoids Fusang.

I can't put it into words, I always feel that the silver-haired man is very dangerous.

Even Ji Xiaohu was reluctant to approach Fusang.

Huang Qingwan was about to ignore everyone at this time, the first layer of the Supreme Heavenly Palace stumped her, the closed stone door, even the golden war spear in her hand was not opened, and she didn't know what material it was made of.

Huang Qingwan didn't stop at all, and her desire to see Emperor Qianji made her so desperate.

At this time, he directly mobilized the spiritual power of the saint spirit cultivator realm, waved the golden war spear in his hand, and slashed towards the stone gate again, not afraid that if the stone gate was split, something terrifying would come out.

At the same time, Fusang also made a move, only to see that with a wave of his sleeve, a powerful silver light swung up with the light of the golden war spear that the phoenix lightly pulled.

"Boom-" In an instant, the closed stone door made a roaring sound, and the entire stone gate cracked, and in an instant, began to crumble.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura overflowed from inside.

It felt like an evil ghost had emerged from the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Who is so bold as to trespass into the Supreme Heavenly Palace!" After the dust cleared, I heard a deep voice from inside, an old man's voice.

It's just that such a voice came out, and the entire void began to tremble.

Endless killing opportunities spread out from within in an instant.

Huang pulled her body lightly, and automatically popped out an enchantment, protecting her inside.

The people who followed her all the way were shocked by the shock, and the voice contained extremely powerful power, and everyone who was shocked trembled in their hearts!

"Follow me." Only, Fusang, as if not affected at all, stood in front of Huang Qingwang.

At the top of Shenzhou, the most calm person is the god of Fusang.

The silver-haired Fusang was the most powerful god in heaven and earth countless years ago.

He is not a person who unites the times.

Even in today's era, the power of the gods is almost gone, however, in the top of the Shenzhou, it is the environment of the ancient era, and the divine power of Fusang seems to have recovered a lot.

Those beautiful silver eyes, not stained with half of the dust, stared coldly inside.

Everyone held their breath for fear that something inside would jump out.

Fusang and Huang lightly pulled each other, but one after the other, stepped in.

In less than a moment, I only heard the voice of the person just now, but it was extremely surprised, "Your Highness? ”

Fusang and Huang lightly pulled each other, looking at the blue-gray stone lion on the first floor of the empty Heavenly Palace.

It was the stone lion that spoke just now.

It is more than six meters high, and it looks much more delicate than the giant stone sculptures outside.

The stone lion originally exuded a terrifying murderous aura, but when Huang Qingwan and Fusang stepped in, the murderous aura on its body suddenly disappeared.

"Your Highness, really, is that you?" The stone lion was unsure, and asked over and over again.

Huang glanced at Fusang beside him, only to see Fusang, staring at the stone lion, a little distracted.