Chapter 881 The mystery of immortality(2/2)
The prince's scalp was numb.
The rumors that the Emperor of God Yan used Xuan, Cang, Chi and Jin to suppress Bai Emperors among the great gods, but it was never a secret that he vomited from Bai Emperor's mouth, but it still made his heart feel sore.
"You said, right? Lucky little guy!"
And the next sentence made him feel completely cold. He was not the secret of Dongji. He had hidden it from Antarctica, but could not hide it from this old monster...
"call!"
The prince barely let out a breath of turbid air, without any hesitation, and directly knelt in front of the white-haired boy in the air, with a very respectful voice: "Little God Dongji, I wish to follow the emperor's horse's head!"
"A little guy who knows the tactful."
The young white-haired young man laughed and looked in the direction of the imperial capital, with a leisurely tone: "The Phoenix Emperor is the three divine beasts of Kaitian. Its power is equal to the saints. After a battle, the gods fell. Only this emperor survived by chance. Unfortunately, Xuan, Cang, Chi and Jin died miserably. Perhaps there may not be a chance to be reborn after tragedy..."
The prince's body trembled, and he felt that his hair was dripping with water all over his body, and his face was pale like a ghost. Of course, he understood the meaning of this sentence, but he had to nodded repeatedly: "Emperor, what he said is..."
"I want to rebuild the Divine Court, but I want to help you get back to find the gods who fell in the turmoil that year. I think they won't be unwilling to..."
The white-haired boy raised his hand and the prince couldn't help but get up.
"The little god receives the order..."
He lowered his head slightly, but the white-haired boy suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he was frowning. As soon as a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, a shocking roar came from a very distant place.
He looked back suddenly.
But billions of miles away, in the boiling and bursting void, a giant palm with five colors pressed down on the ground, like a sacred mountain, pressing the Taoist who was still unwilling to roar under it.
In the next moment, everything is gone, all colors disappear, and the storm is calm.
Chapter completed!