They wanted to point to the white dragon in the sky and say to everyone: Look, the white dragon in the middle protected by a group of gods is our young patriarch, Nalan Jinli!

The powerful men and women in Hongmeng Continent stared blankly at the young man riding the white dragon, a little distracted.

"Sure enough, the world is still crazy."

"Eighteen gods have followed the young man. This Hongmeng Continent is about to change..."

"No... after careful perception, they may not be real gods. Although they have various characteristics of gods, they do not have the aura of immortality and transcendence..."

Su You, one of the nine wise stars of the Purple Star Empire, used top-notch analytical techniques to arrive at this result.

"However...the eighteen beings who are faintly superior to the most powerful beings in the tribulation stage are also extremely extraordinary."

"I feel more at ease that they can follow An Bulang. At least the master they follow can restrain them instead of letting them run wild."

Su You's words made all the monks wake up.

Think about it, if the eighteen gods want to do bad things, no one can stop them except An Bulang. I'm afraid only the top ten Taoists have such ability, right?

An Bulang and others left and returned with a full load.

The Ghost Mountain collapsed, but some people still refused to give up and wanted to continue looking for immortality.

Unfortunately, this place was severely damaged and nothing could be saved. The monks could only pick up sacred stones with extremely low divine energy content for comfort.

When An Bulang returned to Langmeng, he also found the original Netherworld Road and the former God King's Palace, which was actually one of the core inheritances of Ghost Mountain.

It was there that Baibai swallowed the wild elixir and was promoted to the realm of Taoism.

It was also there that An Bulang obtained the favor of the God King, and made a major breakthrough in the Jingshen Body.

Zell actually has a deep shadow about that place.

He and An Bulang experienced a narrow escape from death in that place!

Those countless lipstick coffins are really making people’s scalp numb.

But now, An Bulang returned to that place again, and he entered in a swaggering manner.

The young man took the step of disowning his relatives and activated all the red halls in the basin in one breath. The golden skeleton appeared carrying the densely packed red halls, and each mouthful of red halls released a terrifying aura.

The Coliseum shook, as if something terrible was about to awaken inside.

An Bulang helped them and lifted the lids of all the coffins in the Red Hall at one go.

The corpses inside were all stunned. I had never seen such an arrogant person before.

They jumped out from the red hall. They were all strong men who had fallen in the Ghost Mountain. They were contaminated with the breath of the gods and became extremely terrifying. They roared and attacked An Bulang, and were then destroyed by eighteen beings who looked like real gods.

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Chapter completed!