After walking out of the main hall, Xing Hongxuan saw the mighty righteous monks in other nearby palaces being escorted out.
It's hard to imagine how many righteous monks captured by the Devil Emperor.
"Is there really no hope? Where is Tianxian Mansion? What about those holy places?" The voice of a female disciple next to her came, her tone full of indignation.
Before being caught, they all thought that victory was in sight.
did not expect……
The nightmare has just begun!
Jiuding real person looked around, secretly surprised, how can there be so many magic repairs?
How did those righteous cultivators quickly turn into magic cultivators?
It stands to reason that the transformation of spiritual power into devil qi requires a process of cultivation. Is it possible to disperse and rebuild in a short period of time?
The earth is flat, with dozens of huge palaces scattered, and there are bonfires everywhere, and the number of magic repairs is incalculable. The magical energy forms billowing clouds, covering the sky and the sun, like the evening.
Viewed from a high altitude, the palaces formed a huge circle with all the gates facing the same direction. It was a huge altar with a length of a thousand meters, pale, as if made of white bones, and it was frightening.
Welcome to the altar!
Around the altar stood a circle of demons, all wearing black robes, like ghosts in the underworld.
Rumbling--
The dark clouds above the altar surged violently, forming a terrible whirlpool, flashing thunder and lightning.
In the distance, on a small mountain, Su Qi and Chaos Tengu were lying behind a stone, looking at them.
"A lot of magic repairs, do we really want to go?"
Chaos Tiangu asked tremblingly, finally escaping from the palm of the Devil Emperor, he didn't want to take risks anymore.
Su Qi said sternly, "How can I be afraid if I wait for the right way? Today, if the Devil Emperor succeeds in his plan and the world is in trouble, then, my master, your master, don’t even think about practicing with peace of mind. It’s our strength!"
Chaos Tiangu has a bitter face, this kid is too righteous and awe-inspiring!
He suddenly missed the **** Ji Xian.
It would be great if that fellow were to be killed!
...
Cultivating hard to become a fairy mountain.
At the end of Han Jue's preaching, all the disciples and grandchildren were still in a state of enlightenment, and could not return to their senses for a long time.
At this time.
Li Qingzi came, he came to Han Jue's side, glanced at Murongqi, Wu Daojian and others, and whispered: "Elder Han, teach them to be arrested, what should we do?"
The distance was too far, causing his news to be delayed for more than a year.
Han Jue replied, "Wait."
He wanted to say that they would be fine, but what if something went wrong?
This kind of thing cannot be packed!
"Those holy places don't know what's going on, all of them have disappeared. Damn it!"
Li Qingzi gritted his teeth, always feeling that there is a big conspiracy behind this.
Han Jue said, "They may also be in trouble."
This sentence is true. He read the e-mail before and found that the gods Ji Xian, Ji Lengchan, and Taoist Ji Kong of Tianxian Mansion were all being attacked by demonic cultivators, and the number of times was far more than that of Shengzong Yuqing and others.
It seems that they should be held back.
Li Qingzi sighed, then left.
Han Jue didn't change his face. In fact, he was using the puppet of the sky to observe the situation of the Demon Dao imperial city.
He is waiting for someone.
What is the devil's plan!
As long as Ji Nahe is killed, the magic way will naturally collapse!
It didn't take long.
The monks of the Holy Sect of Yuqing were escorted to the altar to welcome the devil. They had been imprisoned for so long. Under the ravages of the devil energy, they had already lost their combat effectiveness and could only look at the surrounding demon cultivators with hatred.
"In the legend, demons were the most powerful race before the two races of humans and demons..."
"Damn, I can't mobilize the spiritual power in my body!"
"Where is the Devil Emperor?"
...
The monks talked a lot, and panic, nervousness, and anxiety spread on the altar.
More and more monks were caught up to the altar of welcome demon.
The Greedy Arhat stood beside the altar, chanting with his eyes closed.
Some monks wanted to resist, but they were directly knocked down by the demonic cultivator. They abolished the meridians and threw them on the altar, wailing ceaselessly, miserable.
Huang Jihao came to the real person of Jiuding and asked softly: "Is the elder of God Slayer of the Guizong coming?"
In his mind, Han Jue is the most powerful monk. If he comes, he might still have a chance.
The real Jiuding shook his head.
He was very fortunate that Han Jue was not allowed to come. If it came, Saint Jade Sect would even cut off the incense.
Huang Jihao showed regret.
Rumbling--
A billowing blood appeared above the altar, and a figure appeared out of thin air above the blood. It was the blood demon ancestor.
The blood demon ancestor looked down at the welcome demon altar and nodded slightly.
He directly exudes his own terrifying coercion, covering the earth, making all the monks on the altar like a heavy hammer, and it is very uncomfortable.
When all the monks got on the altar, all the demons knelt down and worshipped the altar, except for the magic repairs guarding the altar.
The world fell into silence.
The number of righteous monks on the altar has exceeded 100,000, and none of them dared to say anything, looking nervously towards the sky.
What will happen next?
"Congratulations on the arrival of the Devil Emperor!"
The blood demon ancestor shouted, the voice fell, and hundreds of thousands of demons shouted in unison.
"Welcome your Majesty the Devil Emperor!"
"Welcome your Majesty the Devil Emperor!"
"Welcome your Majesty the Devil Emperor!"
The demon cultivators shouted in unison, the voices gathered together, deafening, and every demon cultivator's face was full of enthusiasm.
A figure appeared in the magic vortex in the sky.
It was the Devil Emperor Ji Naihe that he raised his arms and said: "Inheritors of the magic way."
All the demons shut up after hearing the words and stared at him closely.
The righteous monks are more nervous, not knowing what will happen next.
"The beginning of the heaven and the earth, all things are in chaos, first there are demons, then there are gods, then the human race is born, immortals appear, the way of demons is the pursuit of being unconstrained by the heavens, immortality, immortality, do whatever you want, and have gratitude and enmity. !"
Ji Naihe's voice is full of vicissitudes of life, leading the demons back to that age-old age.
Han Jue, who has been hard at work to become a fairy mountain, also heard his words through the puppet of the sky, secretly saying that this is the magical pyramid scheme?
Han Jue did not immediately make a move~www.novel35.com~ Ji Naihe hangs high in the sky, and it is not the best time to make a move.
At this time, Murong Qi, Black Jail Chicken, Xun Chang'an, Yang Tiandong, and Wudao Sword had all awakened.
"Master, should the Tao we pursue is longevity or spiritual power?" Murong asked.
Han Jue replied: "All beings have ambitions for all beings, and my ambition is lifespan. When you live to the end, your strength is the strongest."
Yang Tiandong asked, "Heaven has rules of the world, and the reincarnation of life and death is the rule of the heavens. After becoming an immortal, do you jump into the reincarnation of birth and death?"
He has now let go of his ambitions and just wants to pursue the Great Way of Longevity.
"Fairy gods are only stronger than mortals. The true immortality is still far away. Otherwise, there won't be so many immortal gods reincarnated and descended into the world in the myth. It is because the end of the avenue is far away that we have to cherish the present and one less time to cultivate an incense stick today. After that, how much time was wasted? What about ten thousand years later? What about one million years later?"
Han Jue Youyou said, he was absent-minded, but in the eyes of all the disciples, it was unpredictable and unpredictable.