Chapter 2252
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The Seven-colored Golden Crow looked at Feng Hao without saying a word. The golden radiance on the surface of its body grew increasingly dazzling as a terrifying aura spread from its body. Feng Hao immediately felt as if he was facing an insurmountable mountain, suffocating him.
"No one can doubt my words in the Immortal Graveyard." The Seven-colored Golden Crow said indifferently. Soon after, it raised its hand and gathered countless rays of golden light, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction.
"It's the power of the restrictions in the Immortal Graveyard." Feng Hao had been carefully observing the Seven-colored Golden Crow's movements. He immediately sensed the power of countless restrictions around the Seven-colored Golden Crow, a power that could not be underestimated.
Feng Hao narrowed his eyes. No wonder even the Black Flame Qilin Monarch was no match for it. The Seven-colored Golden Crow controlled a portion of the restrictions and could use some of them as its own power. Under such circumstances, it was practically invincible.
However, Feng Hao's expression remained unchanged. He stared straight at the Seven-colored Golden Crow, as if he really wanted an explanation.
"You may be a monarch, but you can't disobey my orders. In the Immortal Graveyard, I am the ruler." The Seven Color Golden Crow glanced coldly at Fenghao, before the golden light gathered in its hand swiftly transformed into a huge golden palm. Then, it viciously swatted downwards. Its target was naturally Fenghao.
To block, or not to block.
Feng Hao's pupils rapidly widened as he watched the huge golden palm rapidly descend. He began to ponder whether he should receive the attack or retaliate.
In the end, Feng Hao decided to receive the attack. After all, it was not the right time to fight against the Seven-colored Golden Crow. He could only passively receive the attack. Moreover, he could feel that the attack was not powerful enough to kill him, despite its terrifying momentum.
"Boom."
A gigantic sound rang out as the gigantic golden palm landed on Fenghao's location. A frightening gigantic crater was imprinted on the ground. Upon seeing this scene, the countless Demonic Beast martial artists present could not help but inhale a mouthful of cold air. A casual strike from the Golden Crow Sovereign was actually so tyrannical.
The Black Fire Qilin Monarch looked expressionlessly at where Feng Hao was and hid his worry. He knew that Feng Hao was not any weaker than him. An attack of this level would at most cause Feng Hao to suffer a World of Creation.
An almost imperceptible trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Purple-Eyed Demonic Python. It was extremely proud of itself. In its opinion, it would be even better if Feng Hao could die.
However, unexpectedly, the golden light slowly dissipated after a while. Fenghao's figure once again appeared in front of the many Demonic Beasts. At this moment, a trace of blood hung from the corner of Fenghao's mouth. He revealed a terrified expression as he looked at the Seven Coloured Golden Crow in front of him.
In reality, the attack only caused a slight injury to Feng Hao. It was not as serious as it looked. He did this to hide his strength. If he had used his inner strength to receive the attack, the Seven-colored Golden Crow would not have let him go.
By revealing this attitude, the Seven-colored Golden Crow achieved its goal. After all, it would not kill Feng Hao just like that in order to enter the Sacred Mountain. After all, Feng Hao was a Monarch. His chances of survival in the Sacred Mountain were higher than others. The Seven-colored Golden Crow did this to warn the other Demonic Beasts that the Seven-colored Golden Crow was the ruler of the Immortal Graveyard. No one could go against their words.
"Don't think that you are powerful just because you are a Monarch. This is just a warning," the Seven-colored Golden Crow said indifferently. The Seven-colored Golden Crow said indifferently. Its indifferent gaze swept across all the Demonic Beasts, causing them to tremble.
The Monarch of the Black Flames Qilin and the Monarch of the Purple-Eyed Python Monster looked terrible. The Seven-colored Golden Crow's words were directed at the three Monarchs. It was warning them that they had no right to negotiate with the Seven-colored Golden Crow in the Immortal Graveyard.
If it wanted you to live, you would live. If it wanted you to die, you had to die.
"This time, who else has any questions?" the Seven-colored Golden Crow said indifferently.
After the previous attack, none of the Demonic Beasts, including the Monarch of the Purple-Eyed Python Monster, dared to object. If that attack had landed on them, they would not have survived.
"Very well. Here are three jade slips. If you three encounter that person, crush the jade slips and we will appear." Seeing that everyone did not dare to raise their heads to look at it, the seven-colored golden crow finally revealed a satisfied expression. It casually shot out three rays of light that charged towards Feng Hao and the other two sovereigns.
Fenghao struggled to his feet and caught the golden light. He discovered that it was a jade strip inscribed with countless mysterious runes. He immediately knew that the Seven-colored Golden Crow was really not going to let Xiao Yu, who had intruded the Sacred Mountain, live.
"Go in." The Seven-colored Golden Crow waved its hand, allowing Feng Hao and the other Monarchs to lead their subordinates into the Immortal Mountain. It hovered in the air and looked at the Demonic Beasts' ashen-faced faces emotionlessly.
"Seven-colored Golden Crow, just you wait. I will return that attack a hundredfold. My name is not Feng Hao." Feng Hao looked at the Seven-colored Golden Crow and thought to himself. He was not the kind of person who would not retaliate after suffering a loss. It was just not time yet.
Feng Hao and the Monarch of the Black Fire Qilin looked at each other and led their subordinates into the Immortal Mountain. Although they did not know the outcome of this trip, Feng Hao and the Monarch of the Black Fire Qilin decided to find the Divine Body of Hong Meng as soon as possible.
The Monarch of the Purple-Eyed Python Monster was in a difficult position. It did not want to die, but it knew that if it did not enter now, it would be the Seven-colored Golden Crow's next target. It would also die.
Feeling helpless, the Purple-Eyed Demonic Python let out a sigh. At least they had entered the Godly Mountain. If they could really find that person, then they would still have a chance to live. At that moment, he could only wave his hand and lead a group of Demonic Beasts into the Godly Mountain.
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