1199: C1199 Yue Tenglong

C1199 Yue Tenglong

Holy House of the Day, outside the mountain gate.

At this time, there was a hubbub of voices. Many Holy Maiden of the Son were waiting here.

In the distant mountain peaks, there were densely packed students sending Holy Maiden of the Son off.

In the sky, there was an ancient Battleship. It was incomparably majestic, over ten miles long and five miles tall. Looking from afar, it looked like a gigantism.

The Battleship was obviously very ancient. Many of the runes on its surface had been peeled off, but it was still able to emit a cold and terrifying aura.

The Battleship was a flying device that was much more powerful than the flying boat. Even Heavenly Passage Realm expert would find it very difficult to control such a huge Battleship.

This was simply a moving war fortress.

Holy Maiden of the Son of the Three Peaks had gone to other places to carry out her mission. Most of them had participated in this mission of the Sacred Institute.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard. Under the crowd of Holy Maiden of the Son, it was as if the stars were surrounding the moon as they came to the gathering place.

"This time, with the Soaring Dragon senior brother, I think the Sacred Institute's mission is just a formality. " Zhou Jian said with a bright smile. In his smile, there was a hint of flattery.

Zhou Jian was one of the top three in the Holy House of the Day, Son of God. How could he also try to flatter him with a smile?

"Yes, yes, yes. I think so too. With Teng Long and senior brother accompanying him, completing the mission of the Sacred Institute will be a piece of cake. It won't cost a single soldier!" Dongfang Lie couldn't help but follow Zhou Jian and flirt with him.

Yue Tenglong had long golden hair. Looking from afar, he looked like a Gold lion that was bathing in the sunlight. The facial appearance was snow white, but it wasn't as pale as a sickly person. His entire face looked like a priceless piece of unpolished jade. He was handsome and handsome!

He wore a golden battle robe with nine kinds of dragon races engraved on it, and there was also a Spirit Patterns mark between his brows. When his eyes opened and closed, there were faint thunders blooming. It was extremely terrifying, and countless pores all over his body were spurting out crystal clear air currents.

This man was Yue Tenglong, the number one Son of God in the Holy House of the Day, and he was one of them!

He was several times stronger than Zong Tianhao. Many years ago, he had occupied the position of number one Son of God in the Holy House of the Day, and even Zong Tianhao could not shake him in the slightest.

According to the legends, Yue Tenglong had not appeared in everyone's line of sight for many years. He had long closed his Death Gate and broken through to the abode Realm!

"Everyone is here?"

At this moment, an untimely voice sounded.

"Swish!!"

Numerous scorching gazes were cast towards Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng brought Long Wei and slowly approached the ancient Battleship. He curiously looked at the Battleship. He felt that this war fortress was simply a carnage. It covered the ancient rune formation, and even he would need a long time to decipher it.

"Mm?"

Yue Tenglong looked at Qin Sheng indifferently, and his eyes were filled with hostility. However, he couldn't say anything in front of so many people.

"Swoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Swish!"

Three extremely fast sounds of air being torn apart rang out. Before they even got close, a terrifying shockwave swept out in all directions, stirring up a large gale that made people unable to open their eyes.

The three experts wearing black robes approached. Their auras were extremely terrifying, and they were all wearing badges on their chests.

"Greetings, Enforcer, adults. " Yue Tenglong nodded and bowed.

One of the black-robed enforcer grinned and asked, "Teng Long, is everyone here?"0

Yue Tenglong nodded and said, "Everyone is here. "

"Okay!"

" Then board the ship and start pulling it out! "

Black-robed enforcer glanced at Qin Sheng, his eyes cold.

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