There is a golden cloud on the sky that the golden clouds are constantly accumulating. It seems that there are really gods coming across time and space. Everyone feels majestic pressure and feels shocking.

Below the square, Lin Yun looked up and only felt a huge shock in his heart.

Is there really a god in the world?

Lin Yun was amazed, and this feeling was extremely mysterious.

Originally, he was quite disdainful of the so -called ancestors, but now he has changed a lot. There are indeed many mysterious power in the world.

On the square, other guests invited to see this scene are also quite shocking.

"This is the heritage of Tiandao Sect.

"I am afraid that Shenhuang Mountain can compare with them."

"How many ancestors of the ancestors can gather such a terrible golden cloud, the past of Tiandao Zong is really brilliant!"

"I can observe the festival, I will wait for this trip."

Just watching the golden clouds on the ferris can make many sanctuary strong.

Lin Yun listened to these arguments, and couldn't help looking forward to it.

Many sanctified strong people on the square are bathing in this glory, and they close their eyes to realize the light of the gods from the gods.

Lin Yun and others under the square did not have any insights in the practice except to feel the magnificent atmosphere. Their realm is still too low.

"Don't worry."
Chapter completed!