Even the abandoned embryo of Zhoushan Mountain God has been taken away by other gods.
Lu Chong secretly felt sorry and could only feel sorry for the mountain god Zhou Shan.
As a direct descendant of Pangu, this Zhoushan Mountain God is ultimately lacking in some luck.
Lu Zhong used his magic to enlighten the gods along the way, and at this time he also attracted a god that had been hiding deep underground for a long time.
On the edge of the Zhoushan ancestral vein, a huge palace covered with countless Wu Earth Dao patterns stands deep in a blessed land.
Countless innate sources of Wu Earth were flowing, and a god with a majestic head was a little excited at this time. After listening to the report of the god next to him, he stood up and sighed.
"How virtuous! Such a wise god deserves to appear in person!"
Another tall god in blue said, "Your Majesty, do you need me to go and invite you?"
"No, since someone with such great magical powers has appeared, I will naturally go and invite him personally!"
Not long after, this deity led a group of gods to wait on the mountain path. When they saw the red-robed figure appear at the end of the mountain, they hurried forward to salute:
"Fellow Daoist, please come in. I am Zu Qilin, a hermit cultivator here. Today, I sensed that a great sage had appeared on the shores of Zhou Mountain, so I came to meet him. May I know the name of this sage, or where his abode is?!"
As he said this, Zu Qilin always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when looking at the red-clothed god in front of him.
"This fellow actually dared to appear before this emperor..."
Lu Zhong looked at this earth-attributed god in surprise.
Zu Qilin did not recognize him, but he recognized Zu Qilin.
During the first battle of Zhoushan, this guy almost fell into his hands, but luckily escaped. Today he came to him on his own.
Lu Zhong: "...I am Emperor Yan!"
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