Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Jiang Chen was swallowed into the colorful rainbow, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a majestic void hall standing among the clouds of seven colors, surrounded by 81 dragons, shining with incomparable sacred light, giving people a majestic majesty.

On the left and right sides of the main hall, there are eight statues of spirit beasts standing on both sides. Half of them are looking up at the sky, with angry eyes wide open, revealing a fierce look, while the other half are looking down at the ground, lifelike, but much gentler.

All the atmosphere here, including the rich atmosphere here, made Jiang Chen feel completely different from the original world.

Especially the beautiful strong woman who accompanied him, the aura exuding from her body is not the strong breath of the original power, but it is stronger than a super strong man who is the original great heaven, the peak of the Nine Tribulations (half step extreme) fear.

Glancing at the beautiful strong woman, Jiang Chen asked with some hesitation: "May I ask, what is your cultivation?"

Hearing this, the beautiful strong woman looked proud: "You want to fight with me?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

If you want to be so violent, isn't it just a question of cultivation, do you need to be so aggressive?

Seeing Jiang Chen deflated, the beautiful and strong woman raised her head arrogantly: "You can call me Holy Lord Kong Xuan, or you can call me Senior King Ming. You, you, you are an ignorant young man who thinks that just because you are good-looking, you don't know the rules. ?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

Sha Wuchang said that she was the first peacock born in the world, but judging from her arrogance, she was more arrogant than the first phoenix she had ever seen. So is the peacock or the phoenix more powerful?

At this moment, Kong Xuan suddenly twisted Jiang Chen's arm, stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds step by step, and walked straight to the entrance of the majestic hall.

Stopping suddenly, she finally bowed and lowered her head: "Zai Otsuka, we're here!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen frowned, seeing Kong Xuan's attitude, could it be that the creatures in the hall are even more powerful?

After a while, the closed door of the main hall was slowly opened, not only the side door, but also the middle door.

In the next second, dozens of maids came down and knelt down respectfully, looking extremely devout.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen was immediately stunned.

Immediately afterwards, in the main hall, a middle-aged man with red hair and a red python robe walked out briskly.

He has a square face with sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, full of majesty without anger, and the moment he looked at Jiang Chen, he slowly bowed and cupped his hands: "In the lower world, Otsuka Zai, Zhuyin, I met the son of Daoxuan."

Jiang Chen was taken aback, and quickly bowed to return the salute: "Senior, the salute is over!"

Kong Xuan, who was next to him, looked at everything in astonishment.

"Son of Daoxuan, please!" Zhuyin made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Chen, appearing extremely respectful.

Jiang Chen was flattered, nodded slightly, and slowly stepped into the hall.

But at this moment, the original respect on Zhuyin's face was immediately replaced by majesty.

He stood up straight, and cast a cold glance at Kong Xuan: "King Daming, go to the Punishment Realm to find Yu Jia to accept the crime."

As soon as these words came out, Kong Xuan was surprised: "Zai Otsuka, what does this mean?"

Zhu Yin snorted coldly: "You dare to show off your power in front of the son of Daoxuan, and dare to make sarcastic remarks. How dare you ask me?"

"Just him?" Kong Xuan pointed to Jiang Chen who had already entered the hall: "The combat power is not even up to four stars, how could it be the real Tao..."

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Zhu Yin slapped Kong Xuan's face with his backhand, and immediately knocked him to the ground.

Covering his cheeks, Kong Xuan showed an incredulous expression: "Otsuka Zai."

"What you are going to now is not to punish the evil universe." Zhu Yin said word by word: "It is Si Guoyu. If you dare to speak rudely again, then go directly to see Taotie Qiongqi."

Hearing this, Kong Xuan's expression changed drastically, he knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly, and then hurriedly rushed towards His Royal Highness.

"What an ignorant thing." Zhuyin scolded softly: "I don't even look at how many feathers I have on my body, how dare I be so presumptuous."

After finishing speaking, he turned around again and glanced at the servants and maids who were kneeling on the ground: "Everyone get out, anyone who dares to disturb will be killed."

A group of maids and servants hurriedly responded, and after Zhuyin entered the hall, they closed the door of the hall one after another, and disappeared outside the hall in an instant.

When Zhuyin returned to the main hall again, Jiang Chen was already standing in front of a glittering golden painting, staring intently at the scene on the painting.

In the portrait, there is a huge golden body shining with black light. Surrounded by eight mighty powerful men, even if they are still, they still give people an extremely powerful and oppressive feeling, so that Jiang Chen is now completely overwhelmed Suppressed, unable to move.

Zhuyin suddenly raised his hand, and a black light hit the painting.

In the next second, a crimson light flashed all over Jiang Chen's body, he staggered, and immediately woke up.

Not daring to look at that painting again, Jiang Chen hastily bowed to Zhuyin and cupped his hands: "Thank you for saving me, senior."

"This is called the Pilgrimage of the Eight War Gods." Zhuyin explained with a smile: "There are hundreds of millions of restrictions in it, and the most powerful one is the soul-stirring."

"The Pilgrimage Picture of the Eight Great War Gods, it's too powerful." Jiang Chen looked at Zhuyin: "However, I'm somewhat familiar with some of them."

"That's right." Zhu Yin smiled with his hands behind his back: "Among them are Yan Fei, God of Curse, God of Killing Wuchang, God of War, Demon Hunting God Wei Wentian, God of War in the Sky, Jin Dingming."

Zhu Yin looked at Jiang Chen with a smile: "You have met these people, and they have all given you corresponding good luck."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but gasped.

Needless to say, Yan Fei and Sha Wuchang, this is the existence that makes all the superpowers in the original world frightened.

It's just that Wei Wentian, the demon hunting god of war, and Jin Dingming, the god of war in the firmament, was actually one of the four old men with remnant souls he had seen on the third and fourth floors of the wasteland.

Among them, one united with the remnant soul of another old man to forge black and white golden bones for him, and the other united another old man to forge an extremely golden body for him.

But judging from this portrait, it seems that these peerless figures all come from this place, and they all come from this huge golden body that can't see the face clearly and radiates black light all over.

Combined with everything he has seen and heard recently, as well as the strange aura here that is completely different from the atmosphere of the original world, Jiang Chen can't help thinking that there is such a mysterious forbidden place hidden in this dark world, but he doesn't know it.

I'm afraid, even the wife who once worked as a heavenly dao in the dark world may not know it.

Seeing Jiang Chen's eyes full of shock, Zhu Yin smiled and said: "Son of Daoxuan, several statues in this picture have already fallen, and there are no more names, why don't we chat while drinking, all your questions I can help you answer it."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen nodded hastily: "Then I'll have to thank you, Senior."

Zhuyin smiled lightly, and led Jiang Chen to sit down at a table overflowing with light. Then, when he raised his hand, two cyan colored glazed lamps floated in front of Jiang Chen and him.

In the next second, two sparkling wine jars suddenly flew in the void, and filled the two blue glass cups with wine without any warning.