As he moved quickly, Mo Yu's body shook, and he suddenly turned his head, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Without any warning, he felt extremely bad premonition in his heart... and it seemed that something extremely unfavorable to him would happen.

Although it only flashed by, a seed of anxiety was planted in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, but what's wrong?" The monk surnamed Jin spoke in a deep voice, sweeping around with a cautious expression.

The other people also had confusion in their eyes.

Mo Yu shook his head, "I just felt uneasy for a moment. I think I was too nervous, so you don't have to care."

He casually passed by, no matter how many people believed it or not, he had no intention of explaining it.

A line enters forward.

However, as they entered the depths of the divine island, danger began to appear, and everyone's expressions became more and more serious.

The monk surnamed Jin lowered his head slightly to cover the gloomy look in his eyes.

Because at this moment, Mo Yu is not the only one who feels the threat from behind...

He could feel that this terrifying aura was naturally normal, but what was Mo Yu's basis?

The monk surnamed Jin frowned and a trace of coldness condensed.

...

The golden hall is without any variegated color, with a magnificent aura and exudes majestic pressure.

On the huge golden throne, a man sat with his eyes closed. Although he had not moved, his body covered by a golden robe exuded a heart-wrenching breath.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, his golden eyes were cold and cold without any temperature, just like a god above the nine heavens, overlooking the humble creatures on the ground.

"After 100,000 years, you finally appear again. All the cause and effect will disappear soon!"

The low voice, like the whisper of a god, echoed constantly in the golden hall.

"Send an order to awaken the three envoys, go to the island of the gods, and welcome back the immortals in the upper realm..."

...

The huge altar was built on the earth, towering into the clouds, and countless steps and runes fully demonstrated its vastness.

Countless monks knelt under the altar, kept worshiping, injecting a trace of the power of faith into the altar and absorbed by their worshippers.

The surface of the altar emits a layer of ancient green inspiration, which covers all eyes, and at the same time, it feeds back a stream of power to its believers and enhances their power.

At this moment, no one knew that among the monks with devout expressions under the altar, they had been in awe and bowing for countless years, a green ancient brick was actually a piece of green brick.

It was like an ordinary city brick, lying quietly on the altar, integrating a trace of the power of faith into it, restoring its power to fade.

Suddenly, the blue bricks on the altar trembled slightly, and the entire altar burst out with a green light rising into the sky, and a sound containing endless majesty sounded in this world.

"The immortal in the upper realm died, his body is still there, his soul is incomplete... Send you to the island of gods and bring back the immortal in the upper realm, immediately..."

Under the altar, an old man in blue Taoist robe looked excited and led countless monks behind him to kneel down and worship, "We are obeying the orders of lord!"

...

Behind the pearl curtains, a slightly confused voice came, "There was a breath related to me in the island of the gods. If nothing wrong, it should be from the original body."

The soft female voice still has the evil power that is exciting, but it has unstoppable worries. "I have a bad premonition, Xiao Wenwen, you can go there yourself and find out this matter."

Your Highness, the middle-aged monk, looked solemn. He knew His Majesty very well. It was absolutely extraordinary that he could make her so cautious.

"yes!"

Without asking a second question, he turned around and left quickly.

A moment later, the sound behind the bead curtain rang again, "You follow us and if you meet a monk named Mo Yu, no matter what, make sure he is not hurt."

The corner of the hall was rolling darkly, condensed into a black shadow, bowed and disappeared.

...

A group of fire crows rushed out of the floating island, with no less than ten thousand, and their red eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and their bodies burning with flames made the temperature of the entire space rise wildly at this moment.

The monk surnamed Jin waved his hand, and countless lights and shadows appeared. The large fire crows that rushed up were shattered into pieces. "Don't entangle with them, let's break out!"

Thousands of sword shadows appeared around Mo Yu, including his heavy guard. The suicide attack of the Fire Crow could not cause any damage to him at all. Therefore, at this moment, he paid more attention and fell on the people around him.

The monk surnamed Jin attacked fiercely and killed deeply. The light and shadow flashed in his every move, and he could harvest large swaths of fire crows.

The one-eyed old man, in his only eyes, a strange halo flashed, and fire crows were howling in front of him, fighting each other.

A ribbon flew up and down beside the beautiful woman, releasing colorful light, which could easily penetrate the body of the fire crow.

The last monk named Han was the most relaxed among the few. He summoned an ice silkworm the size of his index finger, emitting the extremely cold breath that made all the fire crows avoid it and dared not get close.

Although several people are hiding at this moment and will not burst out with real strength, they can also have a general understanding through battles one by one. As for Huang Long, after knowing his identity and cultivation, he naturally does not need to look at him anymore, and deliberately hide his behavior.

After a moment, the six people worked together to fight out of the fire crows.

This group of tyrannical creatures were unwilling to chase after them for a while, and finally, they seemed to be subjected to some kind of restriction, and returned to the entrenched island in a scream.

After solving this trouble, the few people in the team looked not good-looking... The danger level of the God Island seemed to be even more than they expected.

The monk surnamed Jin seemed to have seen through this point and said lightly: "I have already traveled to the God Island twice and have some experience. When I encounter this group of fire crows, it can only be considered that you and I have bad luck."

The current meaning is that this kind of danger is not too much.

The one-eyed old man smiled and licked the corner of his mouth, "You can't say that. These fire crows are indeed difficult to deal with, but compared to those who meet the king of the ancient ferocious beasts and cannot escape, you and I will still be much lucky."

"Why do you have to say these words scary? Since we dare to join this matter, will we still be afraid of a small danger?" Huang Long spoke coldly.

The two of them had their eyes intertwined, and the cold light was everywhere!

"Okay, both fellow Taoists say less." The beautiful woman frowned and turned around and said, "We have been on the road for so long and have fought several times in a row. Let's find a place first to restore the loss of strength."

The monk surnamed Jin nodded, "What fellow Daoist Qin said is very much." He glanced at him and locked in a small island in front of him, "Let's go there for a rest."

According to the general situation, most islands of this size are not dangerous.
Chapter completed!