At the top of the boundless sky, a cold and ruthless thought is slowly but surely reviving.
The thought was huge and terrifying.
Without any emotion, just like the high heaven, cold and ruthless.
At this moment, it was looking down indifferently.
Look down on everyone.
Songtsan Deb, one of the Seven Ancient Demon Lords, couldn't help but shrink his pupils twice, his color changed in horror, and he said: "Has the way of heaven revived?"
Hei Qi, one of the Seven Demon Lords, narrowed his eyes. The black demon sword slowly came out of his scabbard, and tall demon souls emerged one after another behind him.
This terrifying figure from time immemorial was also extremely vigilant and sensed the crisis.
The Demon Lord did not speak, but he also stood up from the bed made of the bones of the god, indicating that such a terrifying figure was not at peace in his heart.
The old man guarding the tomb squinted his eyes and stared at the sky carefully. There was no trace of frivolity on his face anymore. A pounding force surged out of his trembling old body, which seemed about to fall down at any time.
The surging life force turned his white hair into jet black, and the accumulated wrinkles on his face were gradually eliminated, gradually transforming into a heroic middle-aged man.
The mere appearance of the unknown existence in the sky put all the top figures present on alert.
The demon who had just reorganized his body also had a solemn look on his face, looking at the heaven that was getting closer to this world, and turned sideways to Tang Xuanming and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Tang Xuan's god-like figure on the sky above, feeling the cold and ruthless gaze, looked at the heavily guarded people, and said with a smile: "There is no need to be so solemn, that's just a bastard under Tiandao."
"What a bitch?"
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the tall figure above the sky. The corners of his mouth twitched. After looking at it for a long time, he slowly said: "Your Majesty?!"
That god-like and devil-like figure stands in the sky, separated from everyone by a heavenly barrier. In addition, the Taishang Forgetting Records of Taishang practice is similar in nature to the way of heaven. He is also cold and ruthless, and he is also Taishang Forgetting.
Therefore, even the big shots present were a little uncertain or made a mistake in their judgment for a moment.
The demon breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the faces of the Seven Ancient Demon Lords and the Demon Lord were still cold, and they did not relax at all.
The leader of the Seven Ancient Demon Lords had no demonic temperament at all. Instead, he looked as gentle as jade. He glanced at the sky, and then glanced at Tang Xuanming, who was still reuniting the Three Realms and Six Paths, and said seriously: "Now
Far from reaching the moment of relaxation, the Supreme Being has already appeared, and the characters who exist alongside him will also appear soon.
I have already felt the breath of heaven, and I think it is blue sky."
"Not only him, I feel the aura of the Chaos King, but also Guangyuan, he is also gradually recovering."
The Demon Lord said two unfamiliar names, but the faces of the Seven Ancient Demon Lords and the old man guarding the tomb showed solemn expressions.
Obviously, he is also the most outstanding person in the world, and may not be inferior to them.
The old people guarding the tomb screamed strangely: "How many evils did you people commit back then? You offended so many people with great supernatural powers. You really killed people. You killed people. Old man, you may have to answer here today."
He spoke depressing words, but his face showed no trace of depression. On the contrary, his expression was bright and his body became younger and younger. He was transitioning into his golden years and gradually transformed into a young man in his twenties.
Boom!
Amidst the violent changes, earth-shaking roars suddenly came from the eighteen levels of hell below the Holy City of Baidan.
"Aww, who is that? The one who is not afraid of death. If you want to die, don't drag us down."
"How did you become a demon? You don't have any eyesight. Who is going crazy? Quickly, kill him."
There was chaos in the eighteenth level of hell, and a group of demons were terrified.
When the finger bones that suppressed them were shattered by someone's fingertips, some of the top demons were ready to run out. However, after sensing what was happening outside, a group of the most terrifying demons all huddled in the eighteenth level of hell.
Don't dare to take the lead.
"Damn it, the first generation of demons have escaped."
"The legendary demon lord who bridges the realms of heaven and man has been resurrected."
"There are also those monsters, those monsters whose names I don't know at all, but have such terrifying abilities."
The group of demons immediately shrank to the bottom, not daring to make a sound.
The eighteen levels of hell that had brought them endless pain in the past could now bring a little warmth to their cold hearts.
The most terrifying demon in the world appeared above their heads, but they had no intention of recognizing their ancestors.
The reason why the devil is called a devil is because he does not recognize his relatives and has no emotions at all.
To have a relationship with the legendary first-generation demon and the most terrifying demon lord is to seek death.
But now, their peaceful days are coming to an end.
"Who is going crazy down there?"
"Didn't the news spread? The Demon Lord and the first-generation demon are at the top. Who the hell is looking for death?"
The hell was chaotic, with all kinds of noises.
It’s not that they are not courageous enough, but that the devil’s first priority is to be cowardly. Those who are not cowardly enough have already been lost in the smoke of history.
"Perhaps one of the magic powers got out of control and went crazy!"
"Stop arguing now, quickly find out which level of hell the problem is, and suppress that devil immediately."
Among the chaotic sounds, a huge divine thought shook the entire hell. Such overbearing and terrifying sounds in the past would definitely cause violent vibrations. The demons were fearless and would not obey such orders at all.
In particular, the major hells are not connected to each other. They can only transmit sounds but not power. There is no fear between different demons at all.
But it is rare to find peace today. There are terrifying demon-level figures appearing in various levels of hell, sweeping away the entire hell.
They were afraid that the following situation would attract the attention of the first-generation demons and demon lords, and that they would forcibly kill them, swallow their power, and become part of the first-generation demons and demon lords.
"There is no problem in the first level of hell."
"There is no problem in the second hell."
…
"There is no problem with the sixteenth level of hell."
"There is no problem in the eighteenth level of hell."
One cold spiritual communication after another, only Seventeen Hells did not answer.
Each demon lord quickly came to a conclusion.
"The problem arises in the seventeenth level of hell."
"Quickly, send people down to suppress that crazy devil."
They immediately made a decision. There was endless blood shining between the heaven and the earth, and the terrifying demon cloud collapsed, rushing into the seventeen levels of hell to suppress the crazy demon.
Boom!
The seventeenth level of hell roared violently for a while, and then slowly subsided. A group of top demons breathed a sigh of relief.
Someone slowly thought about it and said doubtfully: "Isn't there only seventeen levels of hell in the Church of Light? Who was answering the eighteen levels of hell just now?"
As soon as this question came out, all the Demon Lords trembled in their hearts and felt chills running down their spines.
"This...maybe some demon lord is playing a prank?"
"Which devil kid just messed up?"
The terrifying roar shook the heaven and the earth, and the mighty divine thoughts swept through the entire seventeenth level of hell.
You can hear a needle drop throughout hell.
There was no noise at all, and there was no answer at all from the eighteen levels of hell. It seemed like it was just a prank.
A group of big demons breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, another faint voice was heard.
"There are eighteen levels of hell, and the eighteen levels of hell have always been here."
A layer of white sweat appeared on the Demon Lord's back, which enveloped the entire hell with his spiritual thoughts. They did not find out who spoke.