Because of Tao E's words, everyone looked at the clouds and mist over the Black Mountain, and the palace's expression became solemn.

"Indeed, it gives people an inexplicable sense of similarity."

"why is that?"

"The boundaries of God's dream?"

"Did the old gods open another dreamland of gods here?"

Everyone speculated.

The earth (the real world) is not the only place that the old gods covet?

"What do you want to do? Go and have a look." Xia Yanzhen said.

Instead of thinking about things here, it's better to just go and see what's going on.

He took the lead and flew to Montenegro.

The others immediately followed.

Even Ern took out his personal aircraft from the oversized backpack he was carrying and followed.

He came back this time and brought some items from Earth, as well as books.

Plan to start a technological revolution in Tianyuan Continent.

The aircraft is just in use at this time.

As Kankan got closer, a group of people flew out of the clouds.

This is a group of warriors wearing golden armor, holding cold weapons, and they look like heavenly soldiers and generals.

They are all demons, and their skin color and gold armor look a bit strange.

Normally, when these demons see Xia Yanzhen and the others, they will definitely take action.

The people opposite us can tell at a glance that they are from the Tianyu human race.

However, Tao E and the others did not hide their strength. The aura and pressure exuded by a group of people was like black clouds pressing down on the city.

It brings almost substantial pressure and is suffocating.

These demons are not weak, but being able to stand in front of Xia Yanzhen and the others is already their limit.

Every cell in their bodies is sounding the alarm.

Instinct tells them that death seems to have materialized into these "celestial tribes" in front of them, and it may really fall on them at any time.

The demon clan's heavenly soldiers didn't even say a word, they were frozen in the sky.

Xia Yanzhen took Tao E and the others past these heavenly soldiers and generals and continued flying towards the palace in the mist.

at this time.

A burst of golden light erupted in the palace, forming a huge humanoid phantom.

"Those who trespass on the important land of heaven will die."

The huge figure was wearing golden armor, and the sound formed a strong wind blowing in all directions, like a sharp knife cutting across the sky.

Xia Yanzhen's hair was blown into the air.

The clothes on his body had gaps and became tattered.

He raised his left hand slightly, turned his head and looked at Tao E, Xia Yanfu and others behind him with his peripheral vision: "This is the power of the old god himself..."

As he moved, the force field condensed and twisted, forming a set of clothes on his body that were similar to those of Prisoner of Darkness.

The last time he fought against the Twisted Old God, Xia Yanzhen's Prison of Darkness became in tatters.

It hasn't been repaired yet - mainly because it makes little sense to simply restore it to its original appearance and strength.

Tao E and the others are thinking about upgrading the Prison of Darkness a few more levels.

Xia Yanzhen usually wears ordinary clothes.

Anyway, most attacks cannot be seen or felt, and force fields can also protect the body.

Only when he encounters a real opponent will Xia Yanzhen condense the force field into black clothes.

Acts as a real defense and body shielding effect.

Now, what this huge golden-armored man burst out was the power of the old god himself.

Regardless of the strength, the level is undoubtedly the same.

Xia Yan can really see and feel it.

However, this power surprisingly does not have the sense of madness and pollution of other old gods.

Chaos, chaos, madness, pollution, indescribability, distortion.

Xia Yanzhen didn't feel these basic elements of the old god's power.

Otherwise, he and others will tell the difference immediately.

"Old God?" Tao E and the others were shocked when they heard Xia Yanzhen's words.

Is this palace, which has a spiritual resemblance to the dreamland of gods, related to the old gods?

No, it's not relevant.

It is the old god himself, the most "original" power of the old god!

The power that Xia Yanzhen can see and feel 100% is at the level of the old god himself and the dream of the god.

In this way, the feeling of similarity can be explained.

The dream of gods was born out of the old gods.

We all look and feel alike, of course.

"When the old gods are not crazy, they seem to be quite normal." Bai Huang said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm of the golden-armored giant fell towards Xia Yanzhen and the others.

The already huge palm grew larger again as it fell, covering the sky and the sun.

If you look carefully, you will find countless twisted faces in the translucent golden palm.

"Okay, this is very old god." Bai Huang said, his telekinesis formed the shape of countless sharp blades, stabbing at the falling palm.

Like a heavy rain rising from underground.

Tao E's head moved slightly, and there were subtle ripples in the air.

Gao Qiang opened a huge shield and prepared his defense in advance.

Xia Yanfu looked at the falling palm. Millions of times of gravity was exerted on the golden-armored giant.

A moment.

The golden-armored giant disappeared without a trace and was torn into bits of golden light.

But there was not much joy on the faces of the few people.

"It is indeed an old god."

"The power has been suppressed a lot."

"Fortunately, it is not contaminated by the madness of the other two old gods."

Tao E and the others clearly felt that their attack fell on this golden-armored giant and was weakened a lot.

It's like God's Dream suppressing them in the promotion mission.

And the "rules" to be followed within God's Dream.

Of course, the suppression of God's Dream will be even greater than it is now.

"The old gods without pollution feel simpler." Bai Huang said, "Let's have a big fight!"

In the palace over there, white mist billowed as the golden-armored giant was torn to pieces.

A person flew out from inside.

The high-spirited Bai Huang was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

The man who flew out had white hair, a golden crown on his head, a fly whisk in his hand, and the spirit of immortality.

And he looked exactly like the White Emperor!

It is not the handsome version of Bai Huang now, but the real Bai Huang in the past, and he is much more mature, middle-aged and close to old age.

"Fuck! Why do you look like me?" Bai Huang said.

"It has to do with me."

Tiamat explained, "When I lost my memory, I imagined you to be gods in heaven. It seems that an old god took over my memory and made this change."

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Bai Huang laughed, "That's quite interesting. I haven't fought against myself yet."
To be continued...