Asgard is a radiant temple located on the top of the mountains, backed by cosmic stars, and even under the blue sky, you can still clearly see the starry sky.

Disk-sized orange stars swirled, ethereal nebulae drifted like mist, and scorching stars burned brightly, releasing astonishing heat.

Even, from the perspective of the mountain god in the west of the river, he saw a black hole hidden in a corner, surrounded by golden light, gorgeous and magnificent.

At this moment, he could no longer guess where this Kunlun Immortal Mountain and the Broken Stars were.

It is said to be in this void, but it is obviously not like it, it is said to be among the stars of the universe, but it is obviously above the dragon iceberg in the extreme west.

As the majestic empress spoke, a god in a magnificent costume stepped on the white jade stairs and ascended to the top of the fairy palace

They were silent, their expressions solemn, and there was a certain reverence in their eyes.

Time is passing, but the bell rings continuously, and there is no moment of breaking.

Between the immortal mountains, countless elves knelt on their knees, their eyes cold and ruthless, as if they were watching each god at the same time.

The atmosphere of Kunlun Immortal Mountain is majestic and dignified at this moment, but it also looks weird.

The gods waited silently, and countless gods gathered together, but they did not seem noisy or noisy in the slightest.

They are all following some kind of rule engraved in their blood, and even the newborn mountain gods who don't know what to do at this time can act according to their instincts.

For example, Jiang Liu saw that the mountain god of Xishan knelt on his knees and worshiped the fairy palace in front of him in a frenzy.

After the ancient gods in Chinese costumes ascended the Immortal Palace, they were followed by the gods of mountains and rivers at the same level as the Aragami, and the white clouds under their feet were born and scattered to the sky.

At this moment, illusory stars and stars appeared. The gods of mountains and rivers were entrusted into these stars, between the heavens and rivers, and quietly disappeared.

Then there were the newborn mountain gods, whose bodies shook three times, and suddenly melted into the ground beneath their feet, and distributed towards the mountains.

Above the broken stars, the mountains are innumerable, with endless lands and rivers. The mountain gods were scattered and separated, but they were not crowded at all.

The mountain god of the western mountain occupied a relatively gentle mountain god, and he condensed his eyes on the mountain wall, looking at the fairy palace in the void.

The curling green smoke was entangled and flew towards the void, and the ancient gods in gorgeous costumes stepped forward in turn, pinching the divine incense in their hands, and worshipping sincerely.

"West King Yongchang, Haotian will live forever!"

The condensed sound converged into green smoke and drifted into the depths of the Asgard Palace.

The eyes of the mountain god west of the river saw the incomparably strong power of incense faith, which shocked him in his heart and gasped.

Compared with the divine power obtained by the Hongmeng Luck God at this moment, at this time, the power of faith wafting in the air in this sky is already majestic to a terrifying situation.

It can be said that with a casual breath, you can make the barren mountain Hongmeng god eat into a big fat man.

"West King Yongchang, Haotian will live forever!"

The sound of murmuring prayers sounded again, and the entire broken stars, Kunlun Immortal Mountain, all echoed with such sounds.

The power of faith was converging, turning into a huge golden dragon of luck, turning its body and slowly walking towards the depths of the glorious Immortal Palace.

"What the hell is this doing?"

Jiang Liu was puzzled and shocked in his heart.

Condense faith and worship the King of the West, Haotian.

The King of the West is the Queen Mother of the West, so who is Haotian?

Could it be the legendary God of Haotian? But it is obviously just a mountain and river god system, why does this ancient and supreme emperor appear in myths and legends?

And what about the broken stars, the broken fairy palace? No matter how brilliant the surface is, the golden light shines, but the mottled marks on the building are still clearly visible and cannot be erased.

Everything in Kunlun Immortal Mountain has obviously experienced a fiasco in the past.

A series of doubts made Jiang Liu confused in his heart, thinking left and right but couldn't get an answer, he continued to watch what happened in the field.

The gods of the ancient costumes were worshipping, and as they worshipped, the sound echoing in the air became louder and louder.

Thousands of gods and goddesses have become more and more pious and serious in their eyes, and their mouths are full of words.

"The Old Gods will be resurrected, and the Blood Spear will be cleansed. ”

"The Queen Mother of the West is Yongchang, and the Emperor Haotian is eternal. ”

"Reborn in the darkness and walking in the light. ”

"Condense incense to gather divine power, and sincere my heart to call the gods. ”

The power of the incense fluctuating in the air became more and more vast, and it had already produced a golden mist, and the dragon was running around, condensing on his body, turning into huge dragon scales.

Its size is also getting bigger and bigger, gradually becoming obscured by the sky, thousands of miles long, hovering above the sky, giving people heavy pressure.

When it reached a certain moment, the huge golden dragon of luck seemed to have reached its limit, and it roared angrily in the sky, and suddenly its whole body shook, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed towards the glorious fairy palace.

"Boom!"

The fairy palace shook violently, and the golden dragon's head skull was directly shattered, turning into purple smoke and drifting into the depths of the palace.

At this moment, the huge fairy palace suddenly became transparent, and the scene inside it became clear.

Ancient deities in Chinese costumes, kneeling on their knees, lined up at the back of the palace, their expressions awe-struck and trembling.

In front of it, there stood a golden armor god who was bent over, as if he was empty, surrounded by golden light, exuding a misty atmosphere.

"Is that a stronger, more revered ancient god?"

Jiang Liu blinked, puzzled.

Everything he saw through the eyes of the mountain god of the West Mountain made him shocked and curious to the extreme.

One mystery after another unfolded before his eyes, as if revealing an ancient story to him.

The broken stars, the ruined fairy palace, and the ancient gods who behave strangely are entangled together, making people shudder, but they can't suppress the interest in their hearts.

What happened in the past, what is happening now, what do the gods of mountains and rivers represent, what kind of existence do they have?

What is the difference between them and immortal cultivators, and is there any connection?

As Asgard became transparent, everything inside became clearer and more visible.

Further inside, the scene above the ground was already a starry sky, with stars turning, stars burning, and meteors passing by.

Standing on it is like stepping on the starry sky of the universe, vast and immense.

There are dragon pillars on both sides, and the dragon soul swims on it, and the majestic dragon roars one after another. But the location here is empty, only the colorful streamers are shining, which looks mysterious.

Then I looked inward, and the scene that came into my eyes was terrifying.

A throne with a bright yellow body and a dragon roaming around the back of the chair stands quietly. There was no one above it, but even so, there was still a majestic and domineering, supreme aura vibrating.

It's as if there is a supreme god looking down, and the eyes under the jade curtain are indifferent, looking down on all beings.

On one side, there is also a phoenix standing on it, but there is a condensed figure on it.

The phoenix crown is cloudy, the eyes are indifferent, and the golden light is condensed behind the head, forming a divine wheel, which is quietly staring at Kunlun Immortal Mountain, this innumerable god.

Her eyes are obviously just looking at one place, but she can feel that everywhere, her gaze is lingering.

"Worship me, believe in me, I give you everything!"

The majestic voice was immense, spreading to the entire Kunlun Immortal Palace.

But this sentence made Jiang Liu's eyes widen, shocked and surprised.

"She is the Queen Mother of the West!"

"It's actually a god of luck?!"