Nine streams of light flew away, and nine feathered gods came out of them. They were all surrounded by the power of light, with strong auras and not weaker than those of the masters of the Return Realm.

Zhou Cheng looked at the nine feathered gods, smiled slightly, and said, "Before entering this wonderful realm of light, I encountered three feathered gods blocking me. They are almost the same as your cultivation level. Could it be that you are the twelve light gods guarding the Holy Mountain?"

"You captured the three light gods guarding the Tianguang Holy Sect?" One of the feathered gods looked at Zhou Cheng in shock and shouted sternly: "All nonsense is you are just a cultivator in the Jindan realm. You have not even achieved the realm of Dacheng Zhenren. How can you capture the three light gods? Don't listen to his nonsense and capture him first!"

The other feather gods nodded repeatedly, and the nine feather gods formed a mysterious formation to surround Zhou Cheng. The power of light in this formation condensed, as if it turned into countless sharp swords that blocked Zhou Cheng's range of activities.

At the same time, the nine feathered gods held their palms in their empty hands, and swung them suddenly at the sky, and then they suddenly burst out from the top of the holy mountain, a bright, holiness, but with a strong sense of judgment, fell into their hands.

The light gathered in the palms of the nine feathered gods, and in a blink of an eye it became a thunder spear, with light shining on it, like the sun in the sky falling into their hands. It said in a tone that this was a thunder spear, a spear of light, rather than a spear of sun!

Nine "Sunlight Guns" were shot out at the hands of the feathered gods at the same time. Their power was like a small sun bursting out. The extreme light and heat wrapped around Zhou Cheng's body. A deafening roar came, indicating that the Sunlight Gun had shattered the space.

The judgment of light will come from now on!

Zhou Cheng was completely swallowed by the Sunshine Spear, and the nine feathered gods breathed a sigh of relief. If this person could really capture the three light gods, his strength should not be underestimated. If he fought hard, it would probably cause unimaginable trauma to them.

"Fortunately, it's such an embroidered pillow. It's so powerful, but it's actually very weak." A feathered god chuckled: "A mere human beings dare to trek into the wonderful realm of light and blaspheme the holy mountain. It's really a matter of death."

The low-level feathers in the distance also cheered, which was cheering and glory from the bottom of their hearts. If someone broke into the holy mountain here, they all lived at the foot of the mountain and all of them would be reborn again, washed away their past memories, and lived again, this was no different from dying once.

However, it turned out that they were too happy now. Just as the nine feathered men were about to retreat, the thunder sea formed by the Sunlight Spear suddenly became turbulent, and the thunderstorm roared endlessly, and the power of light was shocked to scatter everywhere.

Boom boom boom boom!

After a series of roars, the huge sea of ​​thunder disappeared in an instant, as if it was sucked away by something. Zhou Cheng stood in the air without any injuries, shook his sleeves, and glanced at the nine gods of light.

"A very good spell, even touching a trace of the Great Way of Light, is almost comparable to a fairy art." Zhou Cheng smiled, looked at the nine gods of light who were shocked, and said, "But this power is not like yours. Is it the so-called 'divine art', the power borrowed from the real 'divine god'?"

"You, you, this is impossible. How could you survive the attack of the Sunshine Spear!" A feathered god looked at Zhou Cheng in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.

The Sunlight Gun contains the world pioneers. The power of my true God of Light. Any Sunlight Gun can see the divine punishment brought by the God of Light. Not to mention a mortal, even a god will find it difficult to survive under such an attack, and can only end up with a destruction of both form and spirit.

However, the scene in Zhou Cheng in front of him defeated the concepts inherent in these feathered gods. It was not just that a sunlight gun was ineffective, but even nine waves were fired together and cooperated with each other. After the evolution of the Sea of ​​Thunder, it could not cause any harm to Zhou Cheng. This situation was beyond their imagination.

The low-level feathers in the distance were also extremely frightened and frightened. They knew very well that if this person who had trespassed into the wonderland of light was not killed, then they would be the ones who were killed next.

"I can naturally return the original objects to the sun's spear!" Zhou Chenglang smiled, spread his sleeves, and then saw a large sea of ​​thunder burst out, directly covering the three feathered gods.

Although these feather gods can use powerful spells like the Sunlight Gun, which is almost a fairy-like magic, they are extremely embarrassed when facing the Sunlight Gun attack, and the feather gods' attack power and defense power are completely unbalanced.

After a moment, the thunder wrath formed by the Sunlight Spear completely dissipated, but the nine feathered gods were seriously injured, their bodies were extremely charred, and the feathers on their wings behind them also turned into pitch black coke, and their aura became extremely weak.

"Vulnerable." Zhou Cheng spread his sleeves and directly took the nine feathered gods in, and then imprisoned them on the planet where the three feathered gods who were captured were previously located.

Ignoring those feathered men who were already scared and trembling, Zhou Cheng turned into a stream of light and flew straight to the top of the mountain. This layer of black yellow light was entangled on the surface of his body. Whenever he encountered a restriction, he would directly smash it!

Although the Holy Mountain is high, Zhou Cheng flies extremely fast. In just a few breaths, Zhou Cheng arrives at the top of the Holy Mountain.

However, the situation at the top of the Holy Mountain was somewhat beyond Zhou Cheng's expectations. He originally thought that there would be some palaces here, which were used as palaces for the God of Light. At the worst, some should be recorded in the attack of the God of Light.

But in fact, there is only a small altar on the top of this holy mountain, about one meter square and only seven feet high. It should be made of purely made of rocks and looks extremely simple.

However, the more this happens, Zhou Cheng dares not take it lightly. There must be monsters when there are abnormalities. As the most important "holy realm" in this world, the top of the holy mountain is actually arranged so simply, and there must be a reason for it.

Moreover, although this small altar is simple, it exudes a vast and ancient atmosphere, as if it has come across time and space before the endless ages.

Suddenly, a golden ball of light appeared on the altar, shining and releasing like a small sun. Zhou Cheng felt his spiritual consciousness tremble, as if countless swords of light came from the void, directly attacking the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At that time, the Xuanhuang Qi, which had been mobilized, shone brightly. Xuanhuang Qingyun, who was about acre, rushed out above Zhou Cheng's head. Although he had not yet condensed the pagoda, he had already defended the sudden attack of the bright sword.
Chapter completed!