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Chapter 1220 Under the gods are all ants

No matter whether it is the Holy Land of the Human Sect or the people of hundreds of ancient tribes, no one would have thought that the eighteen cities leading to Cangtian City, although mountains of corpses were turned into eighteen dead cities, but the monks in the eighteen cities would be dead in the moon.

The remaining time was divided into parts, and they all gathered in Cangtian City. Even though their cultivation levels were low, they had a common belief in their hearts.

Demon Lord Gu Qing.

Yes, they are the human monks in the Eighteen Cities of the Demon King. They have abandoned the holy land of human sects and the distinction between humans and demons. They only believe that when they were enslaved by hundreds of tribes, the human monks did not come to save them.

The great power of the Holy Land of the great sects abandoned them like nothing.

In their most painful and humble moment, it was the man who was called the Demon Lord by the world, who slaughtered eighteen cities with one halberd and killed tens of thousands of aliens. He avenged their wives, children, and children, and even rescued them.

In water and fire.

After hearing that the Demon Lord was attacking Cangtian City, they arranged for the people of the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord and exchanged news. Tens of thousands of monks went to Cangtian City together. They were prepared to die. They followed the guidance of the Demon Lord Gu Qingma, even if they died in the sky.

The city deserves to be so kind to the Demon King.

The eighteen cities are called the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord, and they all use the word "魔" as their names. They abandoned their human identity and called themselves demons, and their belief was the Demon Lord Gu Qing. Even though they were hated by the human race, they were

Attacked and killed by hundreds of tribes, their faith remains unbreakable.

They know that their cultivation is weak, but they come here with the hope of tens of millions of people in the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord, who are their relatives and their sustenance.

Before leaving, the old, weak, women and children from the eighteen cities saw them off. The senior old man, with tears in his eyes, entrusted a black flag to their hands. Those trembling words echoed in their minds all the time.

Let tens of thousands of monks dare not forget it at all.

"This is the war flag made by the old, weak, women and children in the city for seven days and seven nights. When you get to Cangtian City, you must show the hundreds of tribes and the human race that the Demon Lord is not alone. Our Eighteen Cities are the Demon Lord's."

Home."

Taking the black battle flag from the old man's hand, the monks from the Eighteen Cities of the Demon King looked up to the sky and roared, slashed their wrists with knives, and shed bloody water across the sky. They made a blood oath that shook the sky.

"Even if we all die in the sky, as long as one of us is alive, this demon king's war flag will definitely stand firm in the city of Cangtian and stand proudly in the sky."

"The demon king's eighteen cities are not destroyed, so we, the demons, will sacrifice our blood to the heavens."

The sky-shaking blood oath caused the void to tremble. The monks from the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord, under the watchful eyes of their relatives, embarked on the road to Cangtian City.

Cangtian City Lord's Mansion.

Their faces were cold, and they listened to the various discussions of the two tribes. Their expressions were indifferent. When the feast of the hundred tribes begins, they will turn into the sky-holding magic sword and kill everyone who tramples on the dignity of the demon king.

Just because the name of the Demon Lord cannot be insulted, and anyone who insults him will be killed.

With endless majesty, the people of the two races entered the city lord's palace in a huge force. The city lord's palace, which covers an area of ​​100,000 miles, was suddenly overcrowded. The monks from all the major sects and holy places in the holy domain gathered here, as well as many casual cultivators in the holy domain. In March

Those who can reach Cangtian City within a short period of time will basically gather here.

With endless power and vastness in the sky, dozens of ferocious beasts pulled nine-colored rays of light chariots and came through the sky, causing the human monks from hundreds of thousands of miles away to let out deafening cheers. This was the powerful Dharma driver of the human race, and even more

It is the hope of the human monks in the entire Holy Domain.

The peerless ferocious beast roared up to the sky, ripples bloomed in the void, its power shook people's souls, dozens of nine-color chariots stood in the void, and the terrifying halo confirmed that the great powers of the human race had arrived, and only waited for the great powers of hundreds of ancient races to arrive.

, a feast of hundreds of tribes will begin.

Across the land of a hundred thousand miles, the expressions of the two races were different. The human monks cheered wildly, and the people of the hundreds of ancient races had sarcastic expressions on their lips. They were dismissive of the powerful magic in the sky, while the monks of the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord

, were all silent, just looking at the people of the hundreds of tribes and the powerful Dharma driver of the human race, with cold murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

They seem to be the incarnation of the Demon Lord, who cannot tolerate the world, but are fearless. They adhere to the Demon Lord's will. Since they want to fight, no matter whether there is a flood ahead or a falling meteorite, they will move forward and smash all obstacles.

Buzz!

The void shook, ripples spread, and hundreds of phantoms appeared in the sky. They were the Holy Sons of the Hundred Races. The ten people at the front had terrifying auras. The temperament of the leaders of the ten people jumped out. They were powerful in the void and the human race.

Confronted, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"I am the Holy Son of Huayu. The clan leader has ordered us to open the ancient battlefield and invite people from the two tribes to move inside." The Holy Son of Huayu said with a gentle face.

boom!

I saw Holy Son Hua Yu casually playing a jade card, and a vast heavenly gate appeared in the world. The mighty power continued to spread from the gate, showing how profound the ancient races were.

"Hmph, I, the great master of the human race, came to Cangtian City in person, but your ancient tribe asked the juniors to come to greet you. Isn't it a bit rude?" Dozens of young figures came from the distant sky, and extremely suppressed angry words came from them.

They are the young geniuses of the Holy Domain, and they are also important players in this feast of hundreds of tribes. The answer to the division of the Holy Domain will also be obtained from their martial arts competition with the Holy Sons of the Hundred Tribes.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The eerie roar of ghosts sounded, and one of the saints from the hundreds of tribes stepped out.

I saw two unusually protruding horns on his forehead, his lips were pale blue, his green pupils were constantly rotating, and there was a gloomy ghostly aura all over his body. He was the Holy Son of the Ghost Tribe, and among the Holy Sons of the Hundred Tribes, he could be ranked in the top thirty.

"The genius of the human race? In the eyes of this holy son, you are just the best ingredients." The holy son of the ghost race said in a gloomy and terrifying way.

boom!

The golden light is bright and the fighting spirit is violent.

I saw Ye Yixiao taking one step forward, with the Mad Fighting Immortal Technique running wildly in his body. He looked into the eyes of the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan and said with utmost contempt: "How dare you be so arrogant about something that cannot be put on the stage?"

Ever since the battle in the Tianlong Imperial Capital, Ye Yixiao was beaten by Chu Kuangge. After returning to the War Immortal Sect, it can be said that he practiced hard day and night. With the arrival of hundreds of ancient tribes, it was announced that a feast of hundreds of tribes would be held in the Holy Land. Ye Yixiao worked even harder

Xiu, and the leader of the Zhanxian Sect also kept sending all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth to Ye Yixiao, hoping that he could shine in the feast of hundreds of tribes this time.

Ye Yixiao did not disappoint the master of the War Immortal Sect. He was supplied with all kinds of rare treasures from the world. He completed the formation of a fetus within a few months. With his supreme talent, he entered the intermediate level of the constellation. He believed that in the feast of hundreds of tribes, he would

He will definitely shine brilliantly, trample the saints of hundreds of tribes under his feet, and make the human race worship him.

However, with Ye Yixiao's intermediate level of cultivation, can he really crush the Holy Son of the Hundred Tribes? This answer will make him understand how ridiculous his stupid and childish ideas are when the feast of the Hundred Tribes begins.

"Boy, you have good courage. Unfortunately, you will only become the blood food of this Holy Son." The Holy Son of the Ghost Clan stretched out his green tongue and looked at Ye Yixiao as he kept licking his lips. At first glance, he looked terrifying.

Extremely.

"Vampires retreat, don't be rude to the genius of the human race." The Holy Son of Huayu pretended to be serious and scolded the Holy Son of the ghost race.

The Holy Son of the Ghost Clan smiled sinisterly, glanced at Ye Yixiao with a deep look, and then quietly stepped back, but his green pupils kept turning, and the bloodthirsty aura continued to circulate around him.

Holy Son Huayu took a step forward, bowed his hands to the powerful Dharma Master of the human race and said: "Great Master of the human race, the ancient battlefield has begun. We have been instructed by the clan leader to welcome you all here again, please."

Although Holy Son Hua Yu's voice was gentle and polite, there was not much sincerity in that symbolic salute, which made dozens of saintly geniuses change their expressions and start scolding him.

Before the young man from the Holy Land could say anything, an indifferent voice came from an ancient white jade chariot.

"In ancient times, hundreds of tribes were the overlords under this starry sky. We are here in person because of the friendship between the two tribes. You cannot lie."

Hearing these words, the faces of dozens of young geniuses changed, and then they suppressed the anger in their hearts.

"Yu Feitian, as the master of the Valley of Forgetfulness, how come you have become the lackey of hundreds of ancient tribes?" Ji Luyu said disdainfully.

"Ji Luyu, what do you mean by this? Do you want to start a war with me here?" Yu Feitian said in a cold voice after being insulted by Ji Luyu in front of the two clans.

"Brother Feitian, I think Fairy Ji has been dissatisfied with our two sects for a long time. Now I am afraid that her cultivation has reached the level of psychic. In the near future, she may flatten our two sects." Li Youquan, the leader of Taixuan Sect of Shengming Sect, said strangely.

smiled.

"Hmph! Li Youquan, maybe you have forgotten what happened last time when you vomited blood and ran away? If you want to die, my aunt will help you."

Ji Luyu's words made Li Youquan, who was in the ancient chariot, look cold. He couldn't help but think of the time when this mad woman led the Immortal Qing Dao to kill the Shengming Sect and beat her until she vomited blood and fled.

"Ji Luyu, don't think that because you are about to enter the psychic realm, I, Li Youquan, will be afraid of you. At worst, my Shengming Sect's background will be revealed, and you and I will fight to the death. Let's see who can have the last laugh."

Zhengzhengzheng--

In an ancient cyan chariot, green lotuses appeared all over the sky, and the sound of swords that reached the sky continued to sound.

"The three of us are all great powers of the human race. We have already visited hundreds of races. How can we not let people from other races see us as a joke?" Bai Buyi's words rang out, causing the three people's violent auras to dissipate.

If we say who has the highest cultivation level among the four holy places, it must be Bai Buyi. The inheritance of the peerless sword immortal is not just talk. Bai Buyi stepped into the psychic realm one step earlier than the three of them.

Although there has been no progress for many years, his own cultivation is far superior to the three of them.

It’s not just a lie that all ants are ants under the Transformation God. After stepping into the Transformation God, a monk transforms his own true energy into the monk’s magic power, abandons the monk’s body, and officially enters the monks’ hall. The Transformation God monk understands the laws of heaven and earth, and initially borrows the laws of heaven and earth.

The power of spiritual energy to carry out offensive attacks is vast and unpredictable, and cannot be compared to ordinary monks.

When you leave the orifice and step into this realm, you can not only understand the laws of heaven and earth, but also the general trend of mountains and rivers, the power of vegetation, trees, bamboos and stones. With the raising of hands and feet, the power of heaven and earth is fully displayed.

In the realm of separation, one's own body is united with the heaven and earth, and the vital energy transforms into a realm between thoughts, and is trapped in one place. It can move mountains and fill the sea, which is extremely terrifying.

The septation monk is in harmony with heaven and earth, and his own power is unpredictable. When he reaches the peak of septation, he understands the laws of heaven and earth, and enters the realm of catastrophe. Entering this realm, his eyes turn into the sea, and when he blows the air, the mountains turn into ashes, and he comprehends the world.

The energy of calamity, becoming a king and ancestor, transforming the Yang of Heaven and Earth, comprehending the laws of Yang of Heaven and Earth, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and melting all things. It can be said that at this stage, the Spirit of Heaven and Earth flows through the whole body, and it is so terrifying. Such a terrifying cultivation level is coming.

The body is naturally not tolerated by heaven and earth, and needs to face powerful heavenly tribulations. Only those who survive can become truly strong, otherwise they will only be lost.


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