At this time, the world of gods.
The Temple of Hell.
The huge and magnificent palace, with its double doors tightly closed, is solemn and solemn. The divine soldiers holding divine weapons stand outside the palace gate, with majestic faces and powerful battles.
Auspicious clouds are approaching, cranes are flying in the sky, and the two green-armored unicorns responsible for guarding the door are sitting and lying down, firmly guarding the formation of the barrier, motionless.
The barrier is thick and the divine power stretches, like an invisible and huge dense network, firmly confining this silent palace and the monsters contained within it.
The monster is at peace, and has not made any movement for a long time. The green-armored unicorn stands on the center of the formation, occasionally looking back to inspect the huge formation covering the palace.
The formation is fine and the monsters are silent, which means that today will be another quiet day.
The green-armored unicorn lay down with satisfaction, half-closed his eyes, and took a short rest.
Outside the closed temple door, it was as solemn and solemn as ever.
The floating clouds passed by silently.
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In the closed temple, the sacred pillar transformed into a basalt turtle stands tall. The fierce Yinglong guards the sacred pillar, with its feet on the auspicious clouds and its wings spread high.
Under the divine pillar, a huge and dark mass of chaotic energy is trapped inside.
Huge chains bound it tightly from all directions, imprisoning it here and unable to move.
Even though it was so trapped, it remained as it was without making any movement, as if it had fallen asleep and fallen into a deep dream.
There is no struggle, just dormant, just waiting for the opportunity.
Soon, a divine attendant came with tea. The fierce dragon spread its wings and descended, turning into a woman. She had a light yellow plain body and long clothes. Her eyebrows were heroic and valiant, and she was calm and powerful.
“What’s the matter?”
The handwritten order was presented, and the dragon girl opened it and read it. The order then dissipated and fell to the ground bit by bit.
“I know.” She said. Then, the true body was revealed, and the huge dragon spread its wings and flew up to the divine pillar.
The evil spirit is guarding the area, keeping a close watch on the bottom, not allowing any blind spot to be missed.
The divine waiter who came to deliver the message sent the tea to the waiter's table nearby, lowered his head, and slowly put the things on the table.
When she was about to leave, she seemed to inadvertently glance at the monster **** under the huge divine pillar.
Hinglong stood up and adjusted, not noticing her efforts. She moved very quickly and threw the things hidden under her sleeves under the huge divine pillar.
The chain trembled slightly, and the movement was slight, but the dragon did not notice it.
Having completed the task, the divine waiter held the saucer, turned around and left as if nothing had happened.
Chaos monsters are writhing faintly.
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Late night.
Twilight is falling.
The broad moon hangs above the clouds, its auspicious light softly illuminating the infinitely stretching temple.
Cranes are resting, dragons and fish are swimming across. The cold and white moonlight reflects the entrance to the divine world, with fairy energy lingering and clouds rising.
The sparkling weapon, the entrance passage of the silent Zhuang Su, the guardian soldiers are like stone plastic, which is closely monitored. It is not allowed to enter the **** of the gods through this.
Outside the entrance is the demon world.
At the junction of the two realms, on one side is the divine realm that is peaceful and peaceful, with profound blessings, and on the other side is the devil realm that is dead, silent, and dark.
Just one boundary separates them, and they are already worlds apart.
Under the demon world, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, sand and rocks are flying, and evil spirits are everywhere. (End of chapter)