"Destroy my immortal gods and destroy my descendants. Although I hate your death, I respect you in my heart. This gourd of immortal wine is brewed from the nectar of the Nine Heavens. In this endless prehistoric world, only the devil is worthy of drinking this wine."
"The seas have changed, and the years have changed. I didn't expect that the Immortal Emperor at the time escaped that catastrophe, but he is still living in the world now." Gu Qing sighed, feeling deeply sad in his heart.
Looking at the top of Tianshan Mountain, everything is quiet.
Horrified, shocked!
This is the mood of the monks of all races. On the other hand, the eyes of the sons of gods and saints of all races are wide open, and their bodies are trembling slightly, as if they have thought of something terrible.
"Could it be...could it be that the people in this picture are the ones in the legend..." The voice of the demon god son trembled, and his body was trembling unconsciously.
"shut up!"
It was like thunder exploding in the sky, like stars falling from the sky, and several rays of splendor streaking across the sky. When their faces appeared in the eyes of the monks from all races, they caused bursts of noise.
"Bow... pay homage to all the ancestors." The saints and sons of gods from all races looked horrified and quickly paid homage to the visitors.
Ignoring the Son of God and the Saint, the ancestor of the demon clan was surrounded by a bright demon light. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked directly at the ancestor of Mi Tian and said: "Mi Tian, please hand over this picture."
"Ancestor Mi Tian, although you are a person from thousands of years ago, you cannot own this thing. It is better to give this picture to my ghost tribe." The powerful ghost among the ghosts and gods said.
"This picture is the most precious treasure of our two tribes, humans and demons. How can it be obtained by people in the fairy world? Don't make the mistake of yourself." There was a powerful voice from the human race, and the power of dominating the first level of heaven bloomed all over his body.
The great masters of all races surrounded the Mitian Ancestor in the center, causing the entire Wangtian Mountain to continuously shake. The terrifying aura made the monks of all races look horrified, and there was a faint feeling of great terror in their hearts.
"What...is this...this picture...about?"
The monks from all ethnic groups discussed in shock, looking at the scroll in the hand of Patriarch Mi Tian with even more shock.
It’s no wonder that the monks of all races are like this. The powerful ancestors of each race who have appeared have existed in the world for thousands of years. But today is a grand gathering to select the future masters of each race, and it turns out that because of an ordinary picture scroll
, not only was the Holy Son of the Immortal Realm killed, but even this thousand-year event was stopped, which made the monks of all races feel unbelievable.
"impossible!"
"This scroll was drawn by me myself back then, and it is also the most important thing to me. If you want to join forces to rob it, you will have to fight to the death even if you don't want to lose your life."
At this moment, Patriarch Mi Tian looked excited and held the scroll firmly in his hand. It was obvious that he was not just talking about it, but he really had the intention to defeat the enemy.
Looking at the excited expression of Patriarch Mi Tian, the faces of the powerful men of all races were gloomy.
The ancestor of the demon clan even said in a low voice: "Mi Tian, you should know that the ancient master of our clan has a huge relationship with the people in the scroll. In the past ten thousand years, the ancient master of our clan has not appeared in the world.
If he knows that this picture has been released, he will definitely break the seal and release it. Even if he uses all the power of the demon clan to get this thing, he is afraid that there will be an unimaginable war between the demon clan and the gods."
"What a joke, are you the only demon clan like this? I, the ancient master of ghosts and gods, and the man in the scroll are sworn friends. When he learns that this thing has been born, he will definitely get it at all costs." The powerful ghosts and gods are low.
Shout out.
"Everyone get out of here!"
Demonic light billowed and ferocity surged into the sky. A middle-aged strong man stepped out. His eyes were like copper bells and his body was like a demonic mountain. An extremely terrifying aura bloomed around him, making creatures of all races look extremely terrifying at a glance.
"This thing is the most precious treasure of my demon clan. Who among you dares to covet it?"
With the appearance of this person, the faces of all the powerful officials changed, and fear flashed across their eyes. But facing the scroll in the hands of Patriarch Mi Tian, they could not retreat. If they did not bring this scroll back to their ancestral land today,
, what awaits them is nothing more than death.
"Ha ha."
Looking at the ferocious faces of all the tribes, Immortal Emperor Mi Tian laughed sternly and said: "You all want to get this thing, but I, Mi Tian, am not a vegetarian. At worst, I will be burned together with you and others today."
The immortal light is majestic and the void is shaking. Ancestor Mi Tian is the Immortal Emperor who survived the great catastrophe. After thousands of years of hard training, he is now able to dominate the third heaven. At this moment, a desperate heart emerges in his heart.
"Both jade and stone will be burned together? Today, you will be destroyed both physically and spiritually." The great powers of all races roared, and various colors of rosy clouds illuminated the heavens, and their terrifying power bloomed on the top of Wangtian Mountain.
The war is imminent and about to break out.
The atmosphere at the top of Wangtian Mountain was so solemn that it made all living beings tremble with fear, and their steps slowly retreated, fearing that the aftermath of the battle between the digital powers would turn them into ashes.
"I...my master said...that this thing belongs to this senior...you...you need to retreat."
Suddenly, weak words rang out from the top of the mountain, causing the faces of the powerful officials from all races to change, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.
I don't know when, the girl Yun'er staggered over, her tender and delicate face even more nervous, and her eyes like autumn water did not dare to look at the powerful people of all races.
"Little baby, do you know what you are doing?" Seeing that the person who came was just a girl in the fetus realm, the powerful demon clan leader said sinisterly.
"Little baby, retreat quickly. I, the demon clan, will not kill the weak." The powerful demon clan scolded.
"Hmph, you crazy girl, you don't even look where you are? How can you be allowed to go crazy in front of all the ancestors?" The saints and sons of gods from all races also reprimanded the girl one after another.
The people the girl faced were either powerful ancestors of various races or leaders of the younger generation. She had never experienced such a scene before. She wanted to retreat, but when she thought of the master's words, a firm look appeared in her eyes.
Crossed.
"My master said, you need to retreat." The girl was hysterical and repeated what she just said.
"court death!"
What kind of people are the ancestors of all races, how would they take action against a descendant, but the sons of gods and saints of all races have no such scruples. They know the importance of this picture very well, and they should kill this ant here on behalf of their ancestors.
The rays of light shone brightly, and came with a killing blow. The sons of gods and saints from all races used their great killing techniques and came towards the young girl Yun'er.
"ah!"
Faced with the attack from the leaders of all races, the girl Yun'er screamed, but the scene that followed shocked the monks of all races. Even the powerful ancestors of all races looked stunned, with fear in their eyes.
The color of confidence.
The golden light was bright, the black sea was churning, and a black and white yin and yang picture suddenly appeared behind the girl Yun'er. The mighty shadow of the black sea covered the endless sky. A kun fish was tumbling in the black sea. As the kun fish swung its tail and slapped the sea surface, it suddenly
Transformed into a sky-covering roc, the bird's song that shook the eternity filled the wilderness.
Shocking visions, suppressing the world.
This is the power of Kunpeng, which has not been manifested in the world for all eternity, but it appeared on the top of Wangtian Mountain today, causing the sons of gods and saints of all races to fly backwards. The sound of birdsong that shook the heavens made them even more confused.
His ears and nose were bleeding and he looked terrible.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. With the back of a Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. When it flies in anger, its wings are as big as
The clouds hanging from the sky..." The powerful demon clan murmured, with a slight tremor in his words.
"Kunpeng spreads its wings for ninety thousand miles and soars to the sky. This is the most powerful inheritance of all ages. How could she obtain it?" The powerful demon clan voiced in surprise.
The girl was already stunned. She didn't expect that she would survive. She only remembered that the master shot a little black light into her eyebrows and asked her to come out to deliver a message. However, she never thought that such a terrifying vision would appear on her body.
"Girl, who is your master?" The ancestor of ghosts and gods asked attentively, and even more ghostly energy dissipated the Kunpeng vision behind the girl. Obviously, he was extremely afraid of the person behind the girl.
This is a kind of restraining power that cannot allow the girl to leave. Although Yun'er has been passed down the Kunpeng method, she is still far behind compared to the powerful ancestors of other races.
Step--Tap--
The footsteps are light, the clouds are light and the wind is gentle, but it is full of mysterious rhythm. When Gu Qing walks out of the crowd, it also attracts the attention of creatures of all races.
Dressed in black, with jet black hair.
Gu Qing didn't have any power around him, but he seemed to be the only one in the world. He strolled to the center of Wangtian Mountain, and a smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.
"It's been a dream for eternity, where is my old friend tonight?" Looking at the stars in the sky, Gu Qing's eyes were slightly erratic.
Bang!
Ancestor Mi Tian fell to the ground and stared at Gu Qing's face. He seemed to have lost his soul. Even his most precious scroll fell from his hands at this moment.
"You...you are..." Ancestor Mi Tian's body trembled and he could no longer control himself.
Looking at Patriarch Mi Tian who fell to the ground, Gu Qing smiled softly and said: "After all these years, it's rare that you still remember me. Since this picture was drawn by you, please keep it well."
"Bang!
The mountain shook and he knelt down.
A scene that shocked the creatures from all directions even more appeared. Ancestor Mi Tian bowed down and the words in his mouth puzzled the creatures from all directions, but made all the powerful ancestors of all races feel nervous.
"Mi Tian pays homage to the Demon Lord."
"Demon...Demon Lord?"
"Who is the Demon Lord?"
The monks from all ethnic groups made an uproar, and even talked about it. They looked at Gu Qing with eyes full of surprise.
"No need to be too polite, you can be considered an old friend of this master. Meeting again after ten thousand years is also considered the fate between you and me." Gu Qing said calmly.
"Are you...are you kidding me...the demon...the demon lord has already disappeared...how could it be...how could it be..." The powerful demon clan trembled, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the legendary figure.
"Impossible, impossible. Old thief Mi Tian, you dare to blaspheme the Demon Lord. You will definitely die today." The powerful demon clan shouted angrily. Obviously, he could not believe such a Turkic thing.
Facing the rebuke from the powerful men of all races, Patriarch Mi Tian did not react at all. He just looked at Gu Qing infatuatedly, and his eyes showed an unprecedented excitement.
"Boy, you dare to pretend to be a demon lord, go to hell." The demon clan's powerful face was ferocious and stern. He used his ultimate killing technique and charged at Gu Qing.
Buzz!
The void hums, and both heaven and earth are silent.
Before the powerful demon clan came to Gu Qing, he was suddenly frozen in the void, as if the time and space around him had stagnated. This scene also shocked everyone silently, and the eyes looking at Gu Qing were filled with extremely fear.