In the middle of the valley.

Zhang Xunlong and the three of them stood in the shadow under the cliff, carefully looking at the visitors outside the valley. They saw Li Junhao and the two who disappeared into the cave, and several of them glanced at each other, with a little worry in their eyes.

Just looking at the sky-high momentum outside made their hearts chill. As far as they could see, none of the hundreds of thousands of people who had come were lower than their cultivation. Although Li Junhao's god-like figure at the beginning made them feel a lot at ease.

But if the battle really starts, they are really a little worried about whether their small body will be crushed into ashes by the aftermath.

They couldn't help but shudder when they thought of the endless long knife in the sky and the Monkey King who stirred the starry sky, and the little caution in their hearts suddenly dispersed. Compared with it, they are still more afraid of Li Junhao.

"Kong Lao Er, you said that those people outside don't look like Westerners, could it be that there are also Westerners in Honghuang?" Zhang Xunlong sighed, no longer thinking about those useless things. He shook his head, then looked at Kong Chunqiu and asked with a curious expression?

I haven't heard of the flood famine, there are Westerners, is it because I am lonely and unheard, or the flood famine I have heard about before is not complete. Zhang Xunlong looked at the more and more people with Western faces outside, and he always felt a little strange in his heart.

Is this a world or a mythical world of the West? Why are there fewer Easterners than Westerners? This is not scientific!

He looked at the few eastern faces, and his heart was extremely unhappy. said that there are so many birdmen, it is really unhappy.

"Do you feel that their outfits are a little familiar?" Kong Chunqiu looked at the dozens of people who suddenly appeared in the sky above the valley, touched his chin, and a little doubt appeared in his eyes.

I don't know why, but he looked at the group of people above the valley, and it always felt so familiar. It gave him a sense of déjà vu, but he knew it well. It's only the first time I've come to Honghuang, so it's impossible to really see it.

But that inexplicable familiarity, what the hell is it?

"I'll rub, don't you say that Uncle Ben hasn't paid attention yet. Look at that one in gold armor, isn't this a saint warrior? And that winged birdman girl, isn't it an angel? And that's a mage. Fuck. Even cute elf girls have them. Oh my God, are we in a flood of water! How do I feel that we have entered the world of Western mythology?"

Zhang Xunlong looked at the figures that suddenly appeared above, and found that they didn't seem to see their appearance, and pointed at them unscrupulously. When he talked about the elf girl, he paused suddenly, his white face instantly flushed, his eyes widened, and his nosebleed couldn't stop pouring out.

Zhang Xunlong looked at the elf girl who flashed overhead. I only felt that my heart was soaring to more than 200 per minute in an instant, like a fast-paced drumbeat. The little virgin can't afford to hurt, I love the elf girl, it's empty underneath!

When he thought of the beautiful scenery he had just seen, he only felt that life was full of hope and the world was full of love. This desolation isn't that bad, is it? He stared blankly at the sky, his face full of intoxication.

Above the valley. At a height of more than 2,000 zhang from the valley, there were dozens of beings standing proudly above the void. Carefully test the reality of the valley.

This valley is so strange that no matter where you look at it, you can't see what you see below. It's as if there is an invisible formation that covers this valley so that people can't peek into the truth.

In front of the crowd, a two-winged angel hovered in mid-air with huge wings. She has long bright blonde hair. The immaculate countenance is proud and holy. A long skirt like snow outlines the graceful figure even more charming.

She stood proudly in the void, looking down on the valley, her golden pupils flashing with a brilliant divine light, like two irresistible lasers. Head down into the valley.

Wherever the golden light passed, the space was instantly burned and distorted by the powerful power of light. When the golden light probed a hundred zhang, there was still a distance of ten zhang from the top of the mountain. A holy golden streamer flickered away, erasing the golden light that had scorched the void. There is no trace of a drip, and there is not the slightest strange breath leaking out.

The angel's delicate face was very solemn, and the streamer was too instantaneous. Before she could react, her light power had been destroyed. She could only faintly feel the terrifying aura left in the void.

That breath, sacred, immortal, peaceful!

"Is Angelina nothing more than that?" Seeing the angel's setback, an old vampire dozens of feet away behind her let out a hoarse mockery.

"Tsk, if it weren't for the lack of ability, how could they have been abandoned by Jehovah and left to garrison in the wilderness instead of going to the Starry Sky Ancient Road together. Behind the vampire, a thin old man in an ancient robe let out a wry grin.

As the powerhouses of the dark camp, they have an innate hostile relationship with the Holy See of Light, which is an unchangeable position from birth. In this day and age, it is indescribably wonderful to be able to see an angel make a fool of himself.

"Praise be to my lord, a bunch of dark little people, rats hiding in the dark. Angelina glanced disdainfully at the two of them, then carefully examined the anomaly below.

She hated dark creatures, and those dark beliefs made her feel sick from the bottom of her heart. If it weren't for the complexity of the situation, she would have suppressed these two despicable creatures of darkness.

The vampire and the lich looked at each other, a disdainful smile in their eyes. A little angel of the earth fairyland, he really thinks that he is a peerless power, which is ridiculous.

"Old ghost Vinson, I didn't expect you to crawl out of the tomb too. After two epochs, how does it feel to see this bright sunshine again?" the vampire asked hoarsely as he looked at the black-robed figure.

In two eras, there are not many old people left. If it weren't for the importance of this time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to see so many old people, right?

"Richard, your little bat is not dead, how can I be willing to leave this world. Vincent's tone was calm, but there was a little more vicissitudes of emotion.

In the last years of antiquity, they lost too many old buddies. Today, there are not many old guys who are contemporaries of them. So even when he saw Richard, who was not pleasing to the eye back then, he smiled a little more.

While the two were talking, more than a dozen people had already used their own methods to investigate the reality of the valley. But without exception, all probing was wiped out by a golden streamer. Whether it's magic spells or magic weapon props, there are no exceptions.

Faced with this situation, everyone could only stop, and they looked at each other, their faces full of hesitation. In the strange forbidden area, they really couldn't think of any other way to continue to investigate. The strange streamer was so terrifying that any attack was instantly annihilated.

"A bunch of idiots. Just when everyone was a little at a loss, a domineering figure flew from afar.

The figure sat on a gorgeous throne, dressed in beautiful armor with golden light, showing off his fiery figure to the fullest. Her blood-red eyes only looked at everyone with her peripheral vision, and her fair face was full of arrogance, like a supreme empress looking down on the world.

"You have regained your power, Gilgamesh, the Ancient King!" Angelina felt the heavy momentum in the air, and looked at Gilgamesh, whose breath was monstrous and as dazzling as a sun, gasped and said in disbelief.

This terrifying momentum is definitely a cultivation above the Golden Immortal. Gilgamesh is crazy, it's easy to regain power, but it's hard to seal it again. With the current environment of the flood famine, how can it accommodate the consumption of a golden immortal. If she can't find a way to sleep, I'm afraid that sooner or later she will come to the point of decay of heaven and man.

"Gilgamesh, the Ancient King!" None of the people present were simple figures, and they all thought of something when they looked at Gilgamesh's strange appearance, and exclaimed.

What does Valhalla want to do to revive the ancient kings! Aren't they worried about the five decays of heaven and man in the future, or is it worth the price they have to pay? Everyone couldn't help but guess in their hearts, and many people's eyes flashed with a divine light, revealing a bit of strangeness.

"Hmph. Gilgamesh was so pleased with the amazement that she smiled disdainfully, raised her face haughtily, and let out a snort.

Even if these miscellaneous pieces have a vision, they can see the greatness of this king. It's a great feeling to regain your power. Gilgamesh looked haughtily at the valley, her face showing a little intoxication, she hated the weak look she used to have, she really lost the demeanor of a king.

Gilgamesh was self-absorbed for a moment, then thought about business. A huge portal slowly opened behind her, and the bright golden gate was engraved with mysterious divine patterns, which wandered like living creatures.

"The King's Treasure!"

She squinted haughtily at the group, then waved her jade hand and pointed to the valley below. Countless treasures, like a huge torrent, flew out of the golden portal that opened through the hole. At that moment, it was like a meteor shower descending from the sky, and it was like a torrent of annihilation.

"Boom. ”

Countless treasures washed towards the valley below like a river of heaven. There was a huge roar, and the mountains in a radius of thousands of miles began to tremble.

", Gilgamesh is a madman. Vincent looked at a furious Gilgamesh, his turquoise eyes glinting with horror under his robes.

What does this madman want to do, this is a forbidden area. Isn't she afraid to draw out that ancient and terrible existence? With this in mind, Vincent flew backwards quickly. It's scary to be with a madman.

At the same time, others followed away from the valley. Apparently genuinely frightened by Gilgamesh's madness.

After the roar, the people who were far away looked carefully in the direction of the valley. When they saw the valley intact and unchanged, they couldn't help but stare at each other and gasp. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thanks: 1888 reward for a bamboo pole, 588 reward for Water Blade Mountain, sigh o passing years, Feng Shibalang's reward. The two monthly tickets of the fog sting, continue to be two more today, and this plot is almost over.