Chapter 1121 Nine Ancient Sages

In the holy city of the human race, everyone looked shocked, almost silent. When Master Zixuan suppressed a demon female saint before, because the speed was too fast, many people did not see it with their own eyes, and did not have a strong impression. They didn't feel how powerful the saints of the human race were, nor did they feel how terrifying it was to defeat a saint.

But this time, seeing two saints collide with each other, a majestic demon ancient sage was directly blown up by the demon saint, and his body was turned into blood and ashes. Such a scene makes people feel chills all over.

Especially the human race, they have always felt that the monster race doesn't seem to have any powerful characters, and there are only four demon masters in the four wastelands. But at this point, the human race understands that the monster race is just hidden from the world, and it's not that they have no background.

In mid-air, the ancient sage Qingjiao looked indifferent, curled his lips and said: "The saints of the demon clan are not very good, are they all stupid after being suppressed by Emperor Wa for a million years?"

There was no concealment in this sentence, and it was said unscrupulously, which left many people speechless. But not everyone, like Ye Zhong and the others, could laugh out loud at this moment.

"It's normal for the monster race to have a saint background, but why do they dare to attack the demon race?" In the distance, Mo Shaodi frowned and said to himself, the nine-colored light on his body was dazzling, but at this moment he was frowning, thinking.

"Young Emperor, please pay attention, this guy is not easy to provoke." The two ancient sages also noticed something, and said immediately.

Mo Shaodi frowned. After a long time, he finally didn't say anything, but quickly retreated with a wave. After all, the scene in front of me is not good for the demons, and many things still need to be considered carefully before seeing how to act.

Among the holy mountains, in an ancient valley, there are fallen leaves and stone pavilions, which are very charming.

At this moment, Ye Zhong and the prince of the gods hosted a banquet for the demon masters of the Eastern Wilderness, Long Xinglan and Long Yiren, to express their gratitude.

Here, many people are drinking together, and some leaders of the human race are also present, and they are all in a very comfortable mood at the moment. After all, the two saints of the Demon Race were killed in succession these days, and their arrogance and arrogance were directly slapped in the face. Such a scene makes people feel very comfortable and extremely relieved.

Compared with the good mood of the human race and the demon race at the moment, the strong men of the demon race all looked extremely ugly. Two saints from the Demon Race in a row, plus three saints from the True Blood Dao a year ago. After the birth of the Demon Race Wanmai, five saints have already fallen, which made many people who are strong in the Demon Race feel uncomfortable, as if they were pressed down by a big stone, heavy.

The demon clan Wanmai was born in this life with the purpose of suppressing the world and proving the Tao directly. But unexpectedly, such a scene appeared, which seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the legendary prophecy.

Mo Shaodi, Yuan Dao and other young supreme beings of the demon race all looked a bit ugly, and the rare good mood disappeared.

The conference has already started. Although there is no formal meeting of the three clans, everything seems to have become very calm, but it makes more people feel uneasy.

Finally, at ten o'clock in the sunset, at a moment when all three races were waiting, outside the holy city of the human race, a breath that caused the world to collapse surged. Although no one had officially entered the holy city of the human race, it still made people One feels trembling and uneasy.

The ultimate holy power overwhelms the sky at this moment!

"Clang clang clang—"

The divine bell in the holy city of the human race rang for a long time. This was the arrival of a supreme figure, and everyone had to go to greet him.

At the end of the horizon outside the holy city of the human race, several figures slowly approached. They are all non-human races, but each of them is tall and incomparably majestic, like several magic mountains, which will collapse through the ages.

Their speed is very slow, but their aura is quite astonishing. Each of them seems to have experienced immeasurable catastrophe, and their body shape and Taoism are attached to the heaven and earth, and they are completely integrated into it.

Seven!

At this moment, there are seven ancient sages from the Demon Race descending.

They came hand in hand, walked together, and their aura intertwined, like a net, almost causing the entire land to fall. At this moment, it seems that because of their appearance, all kinds of gods descended from the sky, and there was a constant sound of gods, as if a goddess was playing music for them.

This is the vision produced by the seven demon ancient sages walking together. They have been recognized by the heaven and the earth, and all kinds of auspiciousness descended, as if they were blessing them.

Moreover, no matter how you look at it, these seven ancient sages are not saints who have just become saints. They are all peak existences immersed in the realm of saints for many years. They appear together at this moment. Just thinking about this scene makes people feel trembling all over .

The end of the entire horizon seemed to be obliterated by the light at this moment, and seven astonishing figures came, and each figure seemed to be dyed with divine light.

In the eyes of mortals, they are the real gods at this moment, which is extremely frightening.

All the creatures of the three races are trembling and extremely awed. This is the powerhouse of the saint realm, and any one of them needs to pursue it in a lifetime. For many powerhouses, such a realm is out of reach.

The strong eyes of the demon clan are all hot, because they know very well that this kind of aura must be the ancient sage of their demon clan, and their appearance at this moment is to shock the human and demon clans.

At this moment, both the human race and the monster race feel as if they have been splashed with cold water, feeling chills all over their bodies. The background of the ten thousand veins of the Demon Race is really too deep. Although two saints have fallen before, there are still two saints in the holy mountain. Can shock through the ages.

Everyone has a sense of powerlessness. How can such a demon race resist? The background is so deep that it is suffocating.

Even if the Zixuan leader of the human race and the Qingjiao Yaosheng of the monster race join forces, they will definitely not be able to support it alone, because there are too many saints in the demon race. Moreover, judging from the attitude of Wanmai of the Demon Race, this is probably only a part of the powerhouses of the Demon Race, not all of them.

At this moment, the inside and outside of the Holy City of the Human Race was quiet and silent, and no one could speak.

If it weren't for the human race and the Zixuan leader, the demon master, and the Qingjiao demon saint, I am afraid that both the human race and the monster race would be completely hopeless, with no hope at all.

Whether it is a human race or a monster race, it is very difficult for a clan to produce a saint. But the ten thousand veins of the Demon Race are good. Basically, each vein has an ancient sage sitting in command. Such a scene is too horrifying, and the difference is so large that it is impossible to compete.

Finally, in the boundless light, the figures of the seven ancient sages of the demon race became more clearly visible. Some of them have a human head and an animal body, some have a human body and an animal head, some have a pair of wings on their backs, and they also exist like human races, but there is a magic eye between their eyebrows.

Obviously, these races are collectively referred to as the Demon Race, and they are each of the ten thousand veins of the Demon Race. Now that they came hand in hand, it was obvious that they had heard about the previous incident, and they wanted to ask for an "explanation" not only from the human race, but also from the monster race.

However, who can resist the existence of the seven saints? At least, the Cyan Flood Dragon Monster Saint of the Monster Clan is absolutely unstoppable. One-on-one, he may not be afraid of these ancient sages of the demon race, but at this moment, a pair of sevens, or should be a pair of nines, there is no hope of winning at all.

"Nine ancient sages of the demon clan, plus the two who fell before, there are eleven statues in total!" Ye Zhong gasped, and there was still a belief in the hearts of others, a little hope, that the emperor Wa should be able to suppress the demon clan . But he knew the situation at this moment for the purpose of mending the sky, and his whole body felt a little cold at the moment.

Who can resist such a scene? Not to mention that this is the beginning of it all.

Finally, the seven ancient sages of the demon race came outside the holy mountain at the same time, but they were not as indomitable as the old sage before them, but restrained their coercion. However, although they did not use strong means to force all the strong men to kneel down, their expressions became colder and more indifferent, like seven mountains, making people's breathing heavy.

"The grand meeting of the three races and ten thousand religions is about to begin, and the arrival of the seven ancient sages has added glory to the meeting!" Someone said, flattering the demons in disguise, because it had to be so.

"Seven seniors, please, everything is ready!" The leader of the human race was bitter in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, but treated him respectfully, because if the hospitality is not good, it may cause disaster .

However, at this moment, the seven ancient sages stood in place, as if they hadn't heard these words. They didn't bother to pay attention to this so-called human race leader, as if they just ignored it. And their expressions are icy cold, making people tremble all over just by looking at them.

"The coming of the ancient sages has added color to the holy mountain. Congratulations. Please move it to the main hall." Several human leaders spoke again, as an invitation.

But still ignored, the ancient sages of the seven demons didn't even look at them, didn't respond, and directly regarded this group of people as air.

The leaders of several human races were originally bowing to salute, but at this moment they all froze. Their hands and feet are cold, and they clearly understand that this is not the ancient sage of the demon race humiliating the human race, but ignoring it. These so-called leaders of the human race are like air and ants in front of the ancient sages of the demon race, and it is impossible to attract their attention.

And the other strong people of the human race are also feeling cold at this moment, and they are obviously aware of this. They feel the difference between heaven and earth, and they are almost in a coma.

Although the seven ancient sages didn't emit any more breath, they didn't even look at the strong man of the human race. Their eyes were indifferent, with an eternal chill, as if they were facing a group of ants, and it was impossible to have the slightest common ground. language.

This is the real Old Sage, and there will be no intersection with the weak.