Until Yuan Jue disappeared, there was deathly silence on the ghost mountain.
Thousands of feet of demonic clouds fell from the sky, completely covering this lifeless and dead mountain.
The ghost clam stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the demonic clouds above his head, as if he was deep in thought.
With his strength, if he cannot see through a young man's past experience, it is obvious that this young man must have a very terrifying background.
And looking at the Holy State, apart from the Divine Master, the only one who has the strength to hide the secrets from him is the mysterious master of the Tianji Sect.
It is said that there is a Taoist master in Eastern Xinjiang who is also good at this Tao.
Including him, there are only these three people in total.
And if Ling Xiao was a member of the Tianji Sect or a disciple of the Taoist Master, he would never have the courage to challenge the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain.
Therefore, in Gui Ha's opinion, there is no doubt that the young man on Jiuyou Mountain must be the Holy Son of the Holy Cult.
No matter what he is planning, or what the Lord God is planning, this may be the only chance for Ghost Ha to find out the secret of the year.
Take advantage of the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons to capture the human boy and search for his soul to find out what happened!
even!
If this person has the seal of the God Lord, maybe he can get a glimpse of the secret of the Lord of the Holy State!
Ninety thousand hexagrams in a row, none of them contain you.
Emperor Ming, have you really... fallen?
At the foot of Jiuyou Mountain, Yuan Jue's figure emerged. She stared at the main hall on the top of the mountain and remained silent.
At this time, there was clearly a trace of hesitation on her face.
Yes, Emperor Gu was her best friend, and the two of them were like sisters.
But what she sought was immortality and immortality, so she was eventually recruited as a slave by the Ye tribe in the upper realm and became a believer in this world.
But, you said she is really heartless and has no hatred in her heart?
Obviously not.
What's more, since the death of Lord Ye three hundred years ago, she has had doubts. Perhaps the current God Lord... is not a member of the Ye clan.
So what?
The ninth-grade God Emperor may seem to be standing tall in the sky, but after all, he is... a mortal.
How can a mortal be addicted to gods?
This step is the abyss of heaven, which cannot be crossed.
From the day Yuan Jue entered Northern Xinjiang, he has been staying on Ghost Mountain and never left.
The God Lord has decreed that monsters who have understood the laws of ice will be found and killed without mercy.
But this is the territory of the monster clan. Let alone the monsters who have understood the laws of ice, there are not even humans. Where can I find one?
The top of Jiuyou Mountain was filled with depression.
All the powerful men in Jiuyou Mountain are in their respective positions and are ready to fight.
In three days, the entire Northern Territory Monster Clan will attack Jiuyou Mountain together. Even now, there are countless tyrannical auras hiding under the foot of the mountain.
Obviously, Jiuyou Mountain has become an isolated island, and no one can easily leave it.
What makes all the great demons of Jiuyou Mountain feel strange is that many strange and powerful people seem to appear in this mountain every day. They are powerful and mighty, as if they are secretly planning something.
Of course, even if the demons had seen Ling Xiao's methods and the ninth-grade God Emperor standing behind him, they still felt only despair in their hearts without a trace of hope.
In the northern borderland, there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and there are countless powerful demons.
The Three Emperors and Ten Kings alone are definitely not something that a ninth-grade God Emperor can resist.
Once the Qinglong Emperor arrives in person, Jiuyou Mountain will be completely barren of grass.
But, what can I do?
I also want to escape, but I can't escape.
Young Master Golden Eagle and countless demon clan descendants died together on Jiuyou Mountain. Do you think those powerful demon clan men would believe it if I went down the mountain and told them that I didn’t do anything?
Gan!
In the realm, Ling Xiao's figure sat cross-legged in the void, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Around it, there are thousands of rhymes flowing, layer upon layer, like a new... sun.
But under the cover of that rhyme, there is another wisp of demonic intention quietly rippling, evolving into something mysterious.
Three days are enough for his cultivation to make another breakthrough.
Although Ling Xiao was confident that the situation of this battle was under his control, he still could not allow him to be careless in the face of a man of destiny who could crush an entire territory and bring together the fate of the demon clan.
Now Ling Xiao has figured out why among all the spirits of the demon race, only a few are lucky.
I'm afraid the reason lies in the Holy Ancestor of the Demon Clan.
Looking at this template, most of it is the invincible style at the beginning, which is the so-called Long Aotian template.
I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want.
If I were a demon, the demon would dominate the world.
He is arrogant and arrogant, but he has good luck, his talent is unparalleled, and he has the strength to dominate the world.
He was born at the peak, commanding all monsters, but now the God Lord happens to be in seclusion.
Even without Ling Xiao, with his strength, Meng Yuan would never be his opponent.
even!
Ling Xiao guessed that the birth of the Holy Ancestor of the Monster Clan at this time may not be related to the dragon soul suppressed by the Holy Cult.
interesting.
How many swords can a sixth-grade God Emperor be able to withstand?
"In the blink of an eye, you have become a third-grade God Emperor."
Above the Heavenly Palace, Feng Ling was sitting on the edge of the square in a black dress, with a pair of white calves dangling in the sky, and a different kind of vicissitudes of life on her face.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Of course, in the realm, three days is roughly equivalent to seven days.
During these seven days, Ling Xiao had completely emptied his villain value and used it for cultivation. He also had a Tao body that devoured the aura of heaven and earth, and his cultivation level had reached the third level of the God Emperor.
On the third day, when the sky was just getting dark, a demonic cloud suddenly appeared on Jiuyou Mountain, covering thousands of miles.
The billowing demonic energy is like a hurricane tide, sweeping in from the direction of the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons.
Thousands of miles away from northern Xinjiang, it suddenly fell into hustle and bustle.
Even among those demon tribes who had not followed Long Xuan, there were still strong men who walked out of their tribes, stepped onto the top of the sky, and looked at the great mountain rising straight into the sky from afar.
The Holy Son of the Holy Religion was arrogant and cruel. On the first day he came to Northern Xinjiang, he actually slaughtered thousands of creatures.
And most of them are the outstanding talents of the younger generation of the demon clan. No one else can easily swallow this tone.
Now that the Demon Emperor has ascended the throne and led all the Demon Emperors, the Demon King is here. I am afraid that even if the God Lord comes in person today, it will be difficult to save him.
"Buzz!"
Thousands of miles into the void, a buzzing sound suddenly resounded, and immediately a series of terrifying demonic figures emerged, transformed into human forms, and stood on the top of the sky.
The vast demonic power covered the clouds and blocked the sun, and the world seemed to fall into darkness.
Dazzling thunder fell from the sky, and demonic patterns grew across the sky, stretching for thousands of miles.
On Jiuyou Mountain, a group of northern demons were trembling with fear. They managed to calm down and stood behind Jiuyou.
In front of everyone, Ling Xiao was leaning on a golden chair, holding a jade cup in his hand and sipping wine gently.
In his arms, Zi Yan squinted her eyes and seemed to be taking a nap. Her snow-white fur was slender and smooth, which was extremely moving.
With her soul level and control over her soul consciousness, she deliberately concealed her evil spirit at this time, fearing that even a powerful person in the realm would not be able to detect it easily.
Therefore, on the surface, there is only one ninth-grade God Emperor in Jiuyou Mountain, and that is Xiong Huan.
"Lord...they are coming."
Huahua raised her head and looked at the countless monsters that appeared out of thin air. Instead of showing a trace of fear, there was a hint of greed on her face.
If she could swallow all the demon elixirs of these great demons, would she become a god directly on the spot and reach the peak of the God Emperor?
Chiliu!
The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon devoured all living things and spirits to cultivate itself, and the demon pill was the foundation of the demon clan, especially a god-emperor demon pill, which could be called a spiritual creature of heaven and earth.
One, two, three, four... There seem to be dozens of demon emperors in this world.
Sure enough, if you follow the young master, everything in the world will be ruined!
"Are you the Holy Son of the Holy Cult?!"
Behind the demons, a cold voice suddenly came.
Then, Emperor Qinglong and other powerful demon clan men retreated, stood on both sides, and bowed to a graceful figure in gold robes behind them.