Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
The origin of the devil, the path of longevity
After walking out of the main hall, Xing Hongxuan saw the mighty godly monk in the other nearby palace being escorted out.
It was hard to imagine how many godly monks had been captured by the Demon Emperor.
"Is there really no hope? Where is the Tianxian House? What about the holy places? "The voice of a female disciple next to him came, his tone full of anger.
Before they were arrested, they all thought victory was in sight.
not expecting…
The nightmare has just begun!
Jiuding a real person looked around, secretly surprised, how could there be so many magical improvements?
How did those true cultivators quickly turn into magic cultivators?
It makes sense that the transformation of spiritual power into demonic qi requires a cultivation process, is it possible to disperse and rebuild in a short period of time?
The earth was flat, with dozens of large palaces scattered, and there were bonfires everywhere, and the number of magic refinements was countless. The magical energy formed a billowing cloud, covering the sky and the sun, like night.
Judging from the height, the palace formed a large circle with all the gates facing in the same direction, it was a huge altar with a thousand meters long, pale, as if it was made of white bones, and it's scary.
Welcome to the altar!
Around the altar stood a vicious circle, all of them wearing black robes, like ghosts in the underworld.
Roar
The dark clouds above the altar surged violently, forming a terrifying whirlpool, flashes of thunder and lightning.
In the distance, on a small mountain, Su Qi and Chaos Tengu were lying behind rocks, staring at them.
"A lot of magic repairs, do we really want to go?"
Chaos Tiangu asked tremblingly, finally escaping from the palm of the Demon Emperor, he did not want to take any more risks.
Su Qi said firmly, "How can I be afraid if I wait the right way? Today, if the Demon Emperor succeeds in his plan and the world is in trouble, then, my master and your master, never think about it. practice calmly. That's our strength!"
Chaos Tiangu had a bitter face, this child was too righteous and amazing!
He suddenly missed the god Ji Xian.
It would be great if that person was killed!
…
Cultivate hard to become a mountain of fairies.
At the end of Han Jue's sermon, all the disciples and grandchildren were still in an enlightened state, and could not return to their senses for a long time.
At this moment.
Li Qingzi came over, she came to Han Jue's side, glanced at Murongqi, Wu Daojian and the others, and whispered: "Older Han, teach them to be arrested, what should we do?"
The distance was too far away, causing the news to be delayed for over 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 can't be packed!
"The holy places don't know what's going on, everything has disappeared. Goddamnit!"
Li Qingzi gritted her teeth, always feeling that there was a huge conspiracy behind this.
Han Jue said, "They might as well be in trouble."
This sentence was true, he read the email earlier and discovered that the gods Ji Xian, Ji Lengchan, and Tao Ji Kong of the Tianxian Mansion were all attacked by demon cultivators, all of them being attacked by demon cultivators, and the number is much more than Shengzong. Yuqing and others.
Looks like they should be arrested.
Li Qingzi sighed, then left.
Han Jue did not change his face, even he used a sky puppet to observe the situation of the Demon Dao imperial city.
He's waiting for someone.
What a demon plan!
As long as Ji Nahe was killed, the magical means would naturally collapse!
It didn't take long.
The monks of the Yuqing Sacred Sect were escorted to the altar to greet the demons. They've been in prison for so long. Under the damage of demonic energy, they had lost their combat effectiveness and could only look at the demon cultivators around them with hatred.
"This is a welcoming ceremony?"
"You don't really want to summon demons, do you?"
"In legend, the demons were once the most powerful race before the two races of humans and demons ..."
"Damn it, I can't mobilize the spiritual power in my body!"
"Where is the Demon Emperor?"
…
The monks talked a lot, and panic, nervousness, and anxiety spread at the altar.
More and more monks were trapped at the altar of the welcoming demon.
The Greedy Arhat stood beside the altar, chanting the mantra with its eyes closed.
Some monks wanted to fight back, but they were instantly knocked down by the demon cultivators, they removed the meridians and threw them at the altar, wailing endlessly, miserable.
Huang Jihao came to Jiuding's native and asked gently: "Are the Guizong God Killing elders coming?"
In his mind, Han Jue was the most powerful monk, if he came, he might still have a chance.
The real Jiuding shook his head.
He was so lucky that Han Jue was not allowed to come, if it came, the Saint Jade Sect would even cut incense.
Huang Jihao showed regret.
Roar
A billowing blood appeared above the altar, and a figure emerged from thin air above the blood, it was the blood demon ancestor.
The blood demon ancestor looked down at the welcoming demon altar and slightly nodded.
He directly exuded his terrifying coercion, covering the earth, making all the monks on the altar like heavy hammers, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
When all the monks ascended to the altar, all the demons knelt and worshipped the altar, except for the magic refinement that guarded the altar.
The world fell into silence.
The number of godly monks on the altar had exceeded 100,000, and none of them dared to say anything, looking nervously towards the sky.
What's gonna happen next?
"Congratulations on the arrival of the Demon Emperor!"
The blood demon ancestor shouted, the voice fell, and hundreds of thousands of demons shouted in unison.
"Welcome, Your Highness the Demon Emperor!"
"Welcome, Your Highness the Demon Emperor!"
"Welcome, Your Highness the Demon Emperor!"
The demon cultivators shouted in unison, voices gathered together, deafening, and every demon cultivator's face was filled with fanaticism.
A figure appeared in the magical vortex in the sky.
It was Demon Emperor Ji Naihe who raised his hand and said: "The heir of the magic path."
All the demons were silent after hearing those words and looked at him closely.
The devout monks were more nervous, not knowing what would happen next.
"The beginning of heaven and earth, all things are in chaos, first there are demons, then there are gods, then the human race is born, immortals appear, the way demons are pursuits that are not limited by heaven, immortality, immortality, immortality, do whatever you want, and have gratitude and hostility. !"
Ji Naihe's voice was filled with life changes, leading the demons to return to that ancient age.
Han Jue, who had worked hard to become a mountain elf, also heard her words through the sky puppet, secretly saying that this was a magic pyramid scheme?
Han Jue did not move immediately~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ji Naihe hung high in the sky, and this is not the best time to move.
At this moment, Murong Qi, the Black Prison Chicken, Xun Chang'an, Yang Tiandong, and Sword Wudao had all been awakened.
“Master, is the Tao we pursue a long life or spiritual power?” ask Murong.
Han Jue replied: "All beings have ambitions for all beings, and my ambition is age. When you live to the end, your strength is the strongest."
Yang Tiandong asked, "Heaven has the rules of the world, and the reincarnation of life and death is the rules of heaven. After becoming an immortal, did you jump into the reincarnation of birth and death?"
He had now given up his ambitions and only wanted to pursue the Great Longevity Path.
"The fairy god is only stronger than humans. True immortality is still far away. Otherwise, there would not be so many immortal gods reincarnating and descending into the world in myths. That's because the end of the road is far away so we should cherish the present moment and a little time to plant incense today, for thousands of years. After that, how much time was wasted? What about ten thousand years later? What about a million years later?"
Han Jue Youyou said, he was dazed, but in the eyes of all disciples, it was unpredictable and unpredictable.