Enter the palace.

Everyone wandered around.

Qin Li observed the murals.

The glory of the gods can be vaguely seen, spread throughout the heavenly world, with a vast and magnificent hall.

The walls are full of murals depicting many gods.

The God of Cert blesses the harvest, the God of Fire burns the four fields, the God of Dragon travels through the clouds and rains, the God of Mountains breathes in nature, the God of Rivers regulates the water flow, the God of Land, the God of Battle Formation, the God of Music, the God of Day Travel, the God of Night Travel, the Hercules, the God of Swords, the God of Swords...

The divine system is very broad. Some are natural gods, some are human gods, and some are gods in their flesh. They all have their own styles, intertwined with a brilliant world of divine powers, and are also a microcosm of the immortal divine dynasty.

And the glory of all this comes from a supreme being.

In order to highlight his greatness, he used a whole wall to describe it.

In fact, he is just a white-clothed being, with a gift to the sky, facing all living beings, carrying a bracelet in his hand, only three nine-colored tears, and thousands of visions around him, which are extremely gorgeous.

"It's him!"

Han Xinwu's eyes trembled.

Qin Li said confidently: "If you guess correctly, the man in white is the God Emperor."

Li Ping'an scratched his head in confusion: "Is this the man in white who appeared in Han Xinwu's dream? He is the supreme existence of the ancient master, the creation of the Shinto era, and the oppression of the heavens, what does it have to do with you!"

Several people fell into deep thought.

beside!

Xiaolong discovered an interesting mural.

It depicts a purple-gold dragon god, crawling like a mountain range.

He slept in his kingdom of gods, surrounded by towering giants, some with dragon scales, some with rocky skin, and some with three heads and six arms.

"This is a giant!"

Zhen Yue came over and explained:

"The giants are the race created by the gods, and they are extremely powerful."

Xiaolong was very surprised and asked, "It's incredible to create life. How does Shinto do it?"

Zhen Yue smiled: "God is a virtual body. In order to go further, he will create a divine body. Over time, the gods have a deeper understanding of life, and those main gods will create divine servants, so many races were born. The giant race is the most powerful, and now it is still entrenched in the world of giant countries."

Yuanzheng also came over and said, "If you practice to the extreme, you can create life. Take the Demon Emperor Mie as an example. All the ten emperors under him are created by using their own flesh and blood as materials and combining the treasures of heaven and earth."

Xiaolong was shocked when he heard this, and only felt that the heavens were magical, so he continued to ask for advice.

They were having a lot of chats.

Ye Huanling observed everywhere curiously.

Flipping over the floor tiles here and kicking the gravel there, hoping to gain something.

"Sister Mo, why do you think there are weeds here?" Ye Huanling looked at the black weeds with a strange look.

"Just weeds, all over the world..." Mo Yao said, and his face suddenly changed.

Although the Sun God Palace is gorgeous, it does not have any plants, and the restricted area at dusk is even more dead. How can there be weeds?

Su Qingxue's eyes flashed: "Looking at this color, it looks like a material."

"Get out one and take a look!"

Yun Shiyu pulled out the blue-gold-stringed sword and stabbed the black weeds.

The sword gang was suppressed by the dusk area, but it was still unparalleled and sank into the ground with a thunderous sound, cutting the grass roots.

Scream—

Strange things come to God.

The hole that pierced out began to spew out thick black liquid.

It's like a spring is opened, but unfortunately the liquid flowing out is like sludge, smelly and dark, with a decayed atmosphere, which makes people instinctively resist.

"pain!"

Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

It was like a muffled thunder exploded in summer.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, as it seemed to be a divine word just now.

Rumble!

The ground began to shake violently.

The earth and rocks flew, smoke and dust filled, and a smell of rotten smell spread.

"Who disturbs my sleep?" The majestic voice came, like thunder, and like beating a drum, deafening.

I saw the palace floor torn and a hundred-foot giant stood up. His skin was like rocks, bumpy and indestructible, like natural armor, or like a mountain that became a splendid and towering.

His eyes were turbid and yellow, there was a vertical mark on his eyebrows, and there was a head of black hair. This was the black weed just now, and there was a small hole on his forehead, with black blood flowing, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

"Hill Giant."

Han Xinwu recognized the origin.

Xiaolong compared the mural and said strangely:

"The hill giant's skin is like marble, but he is as gray as a rotten stone!"

Qin Li also discovered the strangeness. The hill giant was full of death, like an old corpse, reminding him of the corpses in the shaded ridge.

The hill giant was also observing them. He saw the nine-colored tears on the Taichu sword fetus at a glance. He was so scared that he rushed up and shouted: "How is the God's Tears, how is it possible? You are not dead?"

Qin Li instantly recalled the taste and understood that the other party had mistakenly recognized the God Emperor, so he asked with the flow:

"Why am I dead?"

"Because you have to die!"

The hill giant suddenly became furious and punched like a mountain, slamming down.

"Let me try the power of the giant!" Zhen Yue jumped out, revealing the original body of the Silver-Haired Divine Ape.

People often compare the divine ape clan and the giant clan, arguing about who is the invincible person in the body. Zhen Yue had long wanted to compete with him, but because there were no giants in the Qianyuan world, now that he meets one, he will certainly not let him go.

There was a bang.

Two giants fists.

The aftermath of the battle directly shattered the towering golden palace.

He heard a crack, and the hill giant broke his arm, sniffed out the black blood on the beach, landing on the ground, polluting the earth.

"Silver Blood God Ape!"

The hill giant was shocked.

Zhenyue takes advantage of the victory and uses hand-to-hand physical skills to break the enemy's spine.

"The divine light of the mountains!" The hill giant directly used his killer move, and the vertical marks on his eyebrows were cracked. A yellow eyeball shot out a yellow glow, turning into a towering mountain, pressing down directly.

boom!

A loud bang.

Zhenyue was crushed to the foot of the mountain.

He suffered a secret loss, his bones trembled and his movements were difficult.

The hill giant took this opportunity to step on the ground with his feet and run away, stepping out of a ten-foot pit with one foot, and one stride is a mile, chasing the wind and sun.

"Wake up!"

"He's back!"

"Wake up to me!"

The giants of the hills ran and shouted, their voices like thunder, shaking everywhere.

Zhenyue pushed his strength and took off the mountain, wonderingly: "Who is he? What does it mean? And it seems that there is more than one giant here."

Rumble!

Rumble! Rumble!

The penalty areas were trembling at dusk, and the ruins broke out.

On the decaying earth, endless smoke and dust permeates, giants rise up from the ground and wake up from death, just like the mythical age.

They opened their eyes and saw nine-colored tears at a glance.

"Divine tears!"

"It's really him back!"

"He is still alive, can he rebuild Shinto's glory!"
To be continued...