Outside the Sorrow of Ten Thousand Demons, there are more than a hundred powerful figures from the demon clan.
Three demon commanders who have broken through to the quasi-saint realm, together with more than a hundred powerful demon tribesmen, stand respectfully in front of the Death of Ten Thousand Demons, waiting for the arrival of the saint.
Even though Bai Ze couldn't figure out the saint's whereabouts and didn't dare to pry into the saint's whereabouts, his wisdom guessed that the saint might go to the place where all monsters were.
Even if it was just a possibility, it was enough for him to be extremely cautious.
The cold wind from the north occasionally crosses the border, bringing with it an icy cold wind. The cold wind carries countless snowflakes and hail, and descends outside the Ten Thousand Demons' Sorrow, whistling straight south.
Beside Bai Ze, Jiu Ying is standing on the left, Shang Yang is standing on the right, and behind him are the demon clan Daluo and the powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal.
The demons had been standing outside the Sorrow of Ten Thousand Demons for three months. As the storm and snow sweeping across the southeast was approaching, the people who wanted to wait finally arrived.
Snow fell all over the sky, and the sky and the earth were covered in silver, and the top and bottom were white.
On a windy and snowy night, the sky was still as bright as daylight, and the night was as bright as the early morning sky. Many monster clans saw a figure in the flying snow, almost blending into the white color of the sky and the earth.
Heavy snow fell like goose feathers, covering the snow-covered ground. A young man in white clothes walked in the wind and snow.
Just like returning home on a snowy night, returning to where you came from.
Every step of Qingluo's feet stepped on the snow, leaving a long string of footprints behind him. From near to far, they were gradually filled up by the wind and snow again, obscuring the walking footprints.
Qing Luo took every step very calmly, with snow in front of her, snow behind her, snow on her body, snow beneath her, and snow all over her body.
Xueluo's hair was covered with long black hair, and her black hair turned white behind her. The person in the white clothes of Duixue seemed to be indistinguishable from this world of ice and snow.
Under the leadership of Bai Ze, the demons hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "The demon clan is waiting for the arrival of the sage who created the world."
Qing Luo stopped. This was the first time that someone mentioned the title of saint along the way.
Neither Zhenyuan Maitreya nor the White Tiger Xuanwu Saint ever called him the name of the World-Creating Saint.
There was a smile on his face, with a hint of warmth that dispelled the uneasiness in the hearts of everyone in the demon clan.
Compared to Buddhism or the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan is naturally very close to him.
No matter what, he was once a monster. This is a fact. It is not a stain or a shame and does not need to be covered up. In the heart of a saint, he still has relatives and friends far and near, and has likes and dislikes.
There is no need to die for Buddhists to conquer demons. The Wu Clan is a race that once killed its predecessors. There are many connections with the Wu Clan in this life. Although the cause and effect has been eliminated, it does not mean that what happened in the past has not happened.
Since the demon tribe has the desire for opportunities, Qingluo will not be left without money.
There are endless connections between him and the demon clan.
Qing Luo stretched out his left hand to hold up the crowd and said, "Just wait a minute."
"What do you mean by waiting for me?"
Bai Ze was overjoyed in his heart and stepped forward and said: "May I ask the saint if you want to see the death of all monsters? We and our tribe are willing to watch it with the saint and explain it in detail for him."
Qingluo nodded and said, "In that case, fellow Taoist Bai Ze can come in with me."
The demons were stunned for a moment, but no one refuted, and they all nodded in agreement.
Qing Luo swept his sleeves, and more than a hundred derived magic chains were submerged into the bodies of hundreds of demons. All demons were shocked, and their minds and consciousness returned to the true spirit space.
Each of their true spirits has an additional link to the law of the great path, deducing the way forward and the future that follows their respective great path.
Bai Ze saw that all the hundreds of monsters had returned to their true spirits and lost their external consciousness. He knew in his heart that this was probably an opportunity given by the saint.
"Thank you saint for your mercy! Bai Ze is grateful! The demon clan is grateful!"
Qingluo said indifferently: "Get up, fellow Taoist Bai Ze, we didn't need to be so formal when we first met.
Let them have a good sleep here, and you can accompany me in to take a look."
Bai Ze immediately nodded in agreement.
Qing Luo went first, and Bai Ze followed half a step behind. The two of them slowly walked into the Sorrow of Ten Thousand Monsters.
In the Sorrow of Ten Thousand Demons, there are demon tombs everywhere. There are countless little demons buried in the Ten Thousand Souls Land, and there are also stone tablets lined up with individual demon saints.
Here, even the air between heaven and earth becomes sad, and a kind of low and sad feeling gradually enters people's hearts without knowing it.
As far as the eye can see, there are graves.
There is no end to the tomb at a glance. In life, there were extremely powerful demon gods and demon saints. After death, only the bones are buried in the earth.
There is still an evil spirit with strong murderous intent, an unwilling resentment, and even a demonic soul that sighs with regret.
Qing Luo and Bai Ze walked together for a long time and arrived at the center of the Sorrow of Ten Thousand Monsters.
Here, there are less than a hundred huge metal or earthen statues of demon saints!
Each one is the appearance of the demon saint in his lifetime. Each one is more than a hundred feet tall and stands majestic. In the center, there are ten statues of a thousand feet high, tall and majestic, guarding the center.
Seven of these ten are the deceased portraits of the top ten demon commanders of the demon clan.
The other three are statues of a nine-tailed sky fox, which is the Tushan Demon Saint of the Nine-tailed Tribe. Another one is a statue of the Great Sun with nine Great Suns and Golden Crows integrated into one. The last one is a green snake.
The giant python is entrenched.
Qingluo's eyes passed over the ten statues, and finally stopped at the green snake statue at the end.
Under the huge snake statue, there are complex ancient demonic inscriptions recording the origins of the owner of the sculpture.
"The innate god, the leader of the Xishan Snake Clan, is the first demon saint and the thirteenth demon commander under the Eastern Emperor's Throne. He is hidden in the world. He once killed the twelfth ancestor Wu Xizi, and was the greatest witch under the Shebi Corpse Throne.
Conquer thousands of shamans...
Unfortunately, he fell into the hands of the ancestral witch Emperor Jiang. He had accomplished thousands of virtues, protected all demons, remained loyal to demons throughout his life, and swore to follow His Majesty the Eastern Emperor to the death. His heart and intentions are commendable."
Qing Luo looked at the giant snake and python sculpture in front of him, his eyes filled with sadness, and he quietly raised his head to look at the sculpture without saying a word.
Qingluo remained silent, and Baize also became silent.
Qingluo regrets that his previous life was not going well, his fate was sad, and the road to war is so dangerous.
This was the last time he recalled his past. From then on, although the green was falling in the sky and the earth, the green was still the green, and the clouds and smoke of the past dispersed and turned into dust.
Qingluo finally said: "Let's go, take me to see the statues of the Four Emperors."
Bai Ze nodded and led Qing Luo into the five most magnificent and supreme statues of the War of Demons.
What is different from the other great sages and demon gods of the demon clan is that the statues of the Five Emperors are all in human form, not the images of other demon sages.
The five emperors are divided into five directions. The majestic and noble statue of Emperor Jun and the beautiful and graceful statue of Xihe stand side by side. One is the demon emperor and the other is the demon queen. They rule under their hands. Billions of demons worship and the empire of hundreds of millions of demons
the ruler of.
Nuwa and Fuxi, the two demon kings, stand side by side. They are the protectors of the demon clan in the barbaric period. They are the source of all the demon clan's beliefs. Their majesty and virtue are unparalleled in the world.
The last one is Donghuang Taiyi, the most dazzling god in the world. Whether it is peerless appearance or peerless combat power, he is the most peerless existence in that ancient and prosperous world!
Chapter completed!