One thousand two hundred and ninety-nine chapters, the recovery of the demon saint
When Taoist Huo heard Lin Xi's words, not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he was actually somewhat relieved.
As it should be.
How can a woman's kindness survive in such a chaotic world?
He has a premonition that the next trend will be unprecedented, and it is very likely that major changes that have not occurred in hundreds of thousands of years will occur.
Wenxinhui is considered qualified to enter the game.
This is a great opportunity, but also a great disaster.
It just depends on how to grasp it.
"Then how much does Du Ying know about the Holy Land?" Taoist Huo asked.
Lin Xi shook his head: "I can't say anything. He is very wary, but I have successfully aroused his curiosity. Sooner or later, he will not be able to help but take the initiative to say something to us."
"But I have a hunch that he seems to know only a limited amount."
"Otherwise there would be no reason to be so curious."
Taoist Huo sighed: "After all, he is not a person of that level. Being inherited by a saint does not mean anything. I even think that even those ancient saints may not be able to understand the current situation. They are saints, but they are not How could God predict events hundreds of thousands of years in the future?"
"Yes, they are not gods..."
Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, as if something had occurred to her.
The oracle foretold what was about to happen.
So does "God" also know what will happen in the future?
"It seems that if you want to find out the story behind the Holy Land, you have to start with the man in golden robe." Lin Xi pondered for a moment and decided to communicate with Qi Lianyun again.
At the same time, a major event is happening that will shock the entire northern Xinjiang.
In some holy place.
The evil spirit here is majestic and almost suffocating.
There are simply no human monks willing to fight for it.
Because this place is guarded by the demon clan, it is a holy land that the demon clan will never give up. Once someone dares to fight for it, they will have to pay the price of fighting the demon clan to the death.
Because...there is the remains of a demon saint in the holy land.
This place is filled with yellow sand, dry and muggy, and even if there is a saint's mark, it is not a good place.
But the existence of the remains of the demon saint is really exciting.
This place does not belong to the safe zone designated by Lin Xi, but everyone in Wenxinhui knows the existence of this holy land.
This place is also the holy land captured by the Heavenly Demon Lord.
The demon clan does not allow the remains of the demon saint to be desecrated by the human race. Even though the holy land is on the territory of the human clan, there are many demon clans left to guard this place, which is enough to frighten one party.
It is precisely because of this that there is such a strong evil spirit in this holy land.
And on a very ordinary day.
The holy land shook slightly.
The powerful saint's brand slowly emerged, reflecting the heaven and earth, as if it was coming to life, and then suddenly dimmed and fell silent.
In an instant, the deafening roars of various terrifying beasts resounded throughout the world.
A terrifying aura slowly revived, and the terrifying aura filled the air, making the group of monsters tremble, and they all lay on the ground in submission, not daring to make any move.
The yellow sand slowly opened up, and the huge black beetle actually moved.
The dark and deep hard shell is like the night that swallows the sun and moon.
Weird and ferocious mouthparts.
The tentacles seemed to be condensed with overwhelming demonic power, glowing slightly.
The demonic energy is like a sea and an abyss, swallowing up the heaven and earth.
The ferocious body slowly flew up, and the trembling thin wings turned out to be like high-speed moving blades, leaving countless cuts in the yellow sand. There were even a few monsters who were struck by the cold wind because they were too close. If it touches it, it will be split into countless pieces in an instant and die immediately.
For a moment, the smell of blood filled the holy land.
The power of the demon saint cannot be looked at directly.
"How is that possible?" The Wolf Ancestor trembled and lay on the ground, unable to lift his head under the pressure of the Demon Saint. His unruly ferocity was also firmly suppressed, leaving only fear.
The Demon Saint is actually resurrected!!?
Don't look at how much they value and respect the demon saint's corpse.
But that was based on the premise that the other party was already dead.
A living and unparalleled demon saint is one that all demon clans will fear and tremble for.
Because the demon clan is absolutely dominated by the weak and the strong, if the weak demon clan does not rely on the powerful demon clan, it will often end up being exterminated.
The arrival of a demon saint is enough to cause chaos to the entire demon clan.
All demon clans will surrender under the feet of the Demon Saint and become vassals. This is something that many demon clans cannot bear.
The demons were terrified and trembling.
It's as if the end has come.
Youyao raised his head with difficulty and caught a glimpse of Shengwei.
The sword wound on the belly of the black beetle was not fake. The huge body had obviously lost all its origins, leaving only an indestructible shell. Why did it "alive"?!
This is absolutely impossible!
The demon saint slowly raised his head.
The powerful body makes the space become solemn.
The demons found it difficult to breathe.
A kind of suppression from the bloodline makes them unable to have any thoughts of resistance.
Rumble.
The situation changes suddenly.
The powerful Demon Saint's body only moved slightly, causing thunder to gather. If the Demon Saint's power was fully unleashed, I don't know what would happen.
Ancestor Wolf is the strongest among the monsters, but he doesn't feel very good at the moment.
The aura of superiority made him breathless.
The wolf nature in the blood was rampaging inside the body, but it could only be suppressed.
boom.
The Holy Land shook.
The black beetle's body completely reappeared in the world, and even the saint's brand was dim at the moment, as if it could not suppress this huge monster.
There was silence.
No matter how ferocious the monster clan was, they all turned into silent quails at this moment.
Fortunately, the Demon Saint's resurrection did not seem to intend to subdue the major demon clans. Instead, his thin wings vibrated, his body slowly rose into the sky, and then flew away into the distance. His movements seemed a bit stiff and unnatural.
The demons were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat.
He got up from the ground when he felt the demon saint leaving.
They looked at each other, even now they were a little confused and couldn't believe what just happened.
You must know that for a great demon of this level to recover from suspended animation, it often requires a large amount of essence to be replenished. It is also very common to swallow them all.
Unexpectedly, they are still alive and well now.
"Quickly, notify that blue dragon! Something big has happened!" The Wolf Ancestor roared sharply.
The howl of wolves echoed throughout the world.
The demon saint's body was huge and his aura was unmatched. He passed through the sky so slowly that it was difficult not to be noticed. The terrifying and scalp-numbing aura swept through the wind and clouds and caused the earth to tremble.
The demon saint is resurrected.
The world was shaken.
Countless human monks looked at it from a distance and felt the heart-stopping power of the Demon Saint.
Everyone was confused and completely unable to accept this fact for a while.
How...why did a saint-level creature suddenly resurrect?