In the loud noise that resounded throughout the world, a vast wave of destructive energy spread instantly across a thousand feet at an astonishing speed. The towering giant tree also bloomed with bright light at this moment, and then disappeared silently...
Hundreds of thousands or millions of fighting souls in the cemetery of gods and demons disappeared with this shocking loud noise, along with the eight hundred god-robed emperor of Tongtian Dao who had just entered Beidou Continent.
On the ground, Zhao Qingzhu and his entourage stared blankly up at the sky. These were the fighting spirits that remained thousands of years ago. Although they had no flesh and blood, they were still domineering and unparalleled. It is hard to imagine how high-spirited they were thousands of years ago.
This loud noise thousands of miles high in the sky attracted the attention of all the powerful people who rushed to the cemetery of gods and demons. However, when they looked up at the sky, they only saw the rippling wave of destructive air, rolling up layers of white clouds.
, bringing unspeakable oppression to everyone on the ground.
Kuiba fell on his knees and watched motionless as the last trace of the tree king's fighting spirit disappeared.
"Eight Hundred Divine Robes!"
The sword demon inadvertently grasped the hilt of the black sword with his big hand, and slowly looked away, a cruel look gradually rising on his face.
"Boy, do you still need to move on?"
The sword demon withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Zhao Qingzhu, and then said: "Continue walking in, and you will reach the center of the cemetery of gods and demons. However, the curse of heaven and earth has been swallowed by you. What you see will be another
picture."
"Walk."
Zhao Qingzhu didn't hesitate at all, and stepped out with the wooden sword in hand.
Behind him, Moyan, Dongdong and the golden-winged bird followed closely, approaching the center of the cemetery of gods and demons.
Although the cemetery of gods and demons was right ahead, they still had to pass through a huge group of tombs that were several miles long. Zhao Qingzhu walked very slowly, and every step he took was extremely heavy.
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu walking into the tombs, the sword demon slowly came to Kuiba.
"Sword Demon," Kuiba slowly raised his head, with a trace of tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "Can we continue?"
"able."
The sword demon nodded, and then followed Zhao Qingzhu into the tombs.
Quiba did not move, and raised his head to the sky again, the words that the wild python said before disappearing kept echoing in his ears.
You are a mountain monster, and you are destined to grow up in endless loneliness. I hope that one day, you can become a majestic mountain peak and protect hundreds of millions of monsters!
Monster clan!
It's just two words, but it has never been welcomed by the human and divine tribes, let alone the domineering and arrogant demon tribe. The demon tribe thinks that they are the ancestors of demons. Without them, where would demons come from?
It is precisely because of living in such a gap that the demon clan struggled step by step. Finally, the demon king who obtained the supreme true body by entering the scorpion appeared, and their demon clan could rise. However, the rise of the demon clan turned into human gods.
The fuse of the melee between the four demon clans was originally thought to be the fault of the demon clan. Unexpectedly, their rise has become a pawn used by the gods. In the blink of an eye, the demon clan was wiped out, and the human and demon clans were also wiped out.
They had to divide their territories.
Only the God Clan, free in the world, controls the fate of this small world!
At first, he hated both the human and demon tribes, and so did the entire demon tribe. When the demon tribe was driven out of the mainland and the human and demon tribes used the wilderness as the boundary to separate their territories, the demon tribe laughed.
Because the end of the human and demon races was not much better than that of the demon race, especially the most powerful human race at the time, which was divided into seven countries and suffered from perennial civil war!
The demons are in a barbaric land, with insufficient supplies and a sharp decline in population.
It is hard to imagine how many demons are left today, ten thousand years later.
And what kind of hardships did they, the demon clan, have to face after being driven out of the mainland?
Trapped in the cemetery of gods and demons for thousands of years, he had killed strong men from the human race and slaughtered the top masters from the demon race. But he did not see a strong man from the demon race appear. Many times, he would absurdly wonder whether the demon race would
Extinct.
At the moment when he saw the fighting spirit of the Crazy Python and the Tree King, he seemed to have seen the rise of the demon clan, and when he heard the sword demon mention that the demon king was not dead, but was just sealed in the Tongtian Dao, his heart was filled with dust.
The long-standing fighting spirit completely broke out. It was precisely for this reason that he was able to transform into a human form and cultivate his true body.
However, the fighting spirits of the Crazy Python Tree King and others returned to peace after appearing like a flash in the pan, while the Demon King was still trapped in the Heavenly Path.
Nothing has changed?
No, he, Kuiba, is still alive. Today, ten thousand years later, he has cultivated his true body. This is the mission given to him by the demon clan in the dark. He wants to find the demon clan and make the demon clan stronger!
Thinking of this, Kuiba stood up suddenly, then raised his head and looked at the back of the sword demon.
Feeling the fluctuation of Kuiba's breath, the sword demon stopped, turned to look at Kuiba, with a smile on his face, and said: "Today's continent has been baptized by thousands of years of history and has long been in decay. If you go back at this time, maybe
It’s time for the demon clan to rise. However, the demon clan is also leaderless. I hope you can unite the demon clan in the shortest time and then reunite with the king of the human race in Beidou Continent. This road is easy to say, but it takes a long time to do it.
It is very difficult! I hope that when we meet again next time, we will no longer see a confused Kuiba, but a new generation king who commands hundreds of millions of monsters!"
"must."
Kui Ba clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "If at that time, Beidou Continent is still in civil strife, I will go on a killing spree to create a peaceful and prosperous age!"
"Haha, humans are not as fragile as you think!"
The sword demon smiled and shook his head, and then said: "You only need to unify the demon clan! It will take up to ten years for the Beidou Continent to be unified, in the true sense of the word."
"See you again in ten years."
Quiba said no more, waved to the sword demon, turned around and walked out in the opposite direction.
"Tell you something,"
Looking at Kui Ba's back, the sword demon moved his lips, and then said: "There are members of the demon clan in the palace of Tianquan Kingdom!"
"Um?"
Quiba paused slightly, a smile gradually spread from the corner of his mouth, and then accelerated his speed and headed straight for Tianquan Kingdom.
Seeing Kuiba disappear, the sword demon turned around and quickly followed Zhao Qingzhu and his party.
Zhao Qingzhu walked very slowly. Every time he passed a tomb, he would stop and remember the names of the strong men on the epitaph in his heart. Although he was separated from these strong men by tens of thousands of years, at this moment, they were separated by tens of thousands of years.
The two generations seemed to be separated by only one road, looking at each other without any need for words.
"Green Bamboo—"
When passing the last tomb, Mo Yan suddenly made a sound and stood in front of this inconspicuous tomb, unable to move any further!
Zhao Qingzhu, who noticed something unusual about Mo Yan, stopped and looked again at the grave where he had just bowed. When he looked at the epitaph again, his pupils suddenly tightened, and he saw only the shabby epitaph in front of this inconspicuous tomb.
On it, the words "Zhao Qingzhu's Tomb" are clearly written.
Because there were too many tombs along the way, Zhao Qingzhu would bow his luggage every time he passed a tomb, and in the end he was completely numb. So when he passed this tomb, he still bowed his luggage numbly, and then walked to the next one.
Looking at the three words "Zhao Qingzhu" without blinking, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly had an hallucination. Could it be that he, ten thousand years ago, also participated in that unprecedented battle?