Chapter 854 Greeting the Holy Ancestor

Until Yuan Jue's figure disappeared, there was a dead silence above the ghost mountain.

A ten thousand zhang monster cloud descended from the sky, completely covering this lifeless dead mountain.

Ghost Toad stood with its hands behind its back, looking at the demon cloud above its head, as if lost in thought.

With his strength, if he can't see through a young man's past experience, it is obvious that this young man must have an extremely terrifying background.

And looking at the holy state, apart from the divine master, the only one who has the strength to cover up the secrets in front of him is the mysterious sect master of the secrets.

It is said that there is a Taoist master in Eastern Xinjiang who is also good at this way.

Adding him, there are only these three people in total.

And if Ling Xiao was a member of the Tianji sect or a disciple of the Taoist master, he would never have the courage to challenge the Holy Mountain of Thousand Monsters.

Therefore, in the eyes of Guiga, the young man on Jiuyou Mountain must be the Holy Son of the Holy Cult.

No matter what he is plotting, or what the God Lord is plotting, this may be the only chance for Guiga to find out the secrets of the year.

Take advantage of the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters to capture that human youth, search for his soul, and find out what happened!

even!

If this person has the seal of the God Lord, maybe he can get a glimpse of the secret of the ruler of the Holy State!

There are 90,000 hexagrams in a row, and there are no hexagrams without you.

Emperor Ming, have you really... fallen?

From the foot of Jiuyou Mountain, Yuan Jue's figure emerged. She stared at the mountaintop hall and remained silent.

At this moment, there was clearly a hint of hesitation on her face.

That's right, Emperor Ming was originally her best friend, and the two of them were like sisters.

It's just that the way she seeks is longevity and immortality, so she was eventually recruited into slavery by the Ye clan in the upper realm and became a believer in this world.

But, you say she is really heartless and hateless?

Obviously not.

What's more, since Lord Ye's fall three hundred years ago, she has been suspicious. Now this God Lord may... not be a member of the Ye clan.

so what?

The Ninth Rank God Emperor, who seems to stand on the top of the sky, is after all... a mortal.

Mortals, why are you addicted to gods?

This step is the abyss of heaven, which cannot be crossed.

From the day Yuanjue entered the northern border, she has been staying on the ghost mountain, never leaving a step.

The decree of the God Lord, looking for evildoers who have comprehended the law of ice, and killing them without mercy.

But this is the territory of the monster clan, not to mention the monsters who have comprehended the law of ice, there are no people, so where can I find someone?

The top of Jiuyou Mountain was filled with depression.

All the strong men of Jiuyou Mountain are in their respective positions and are ready to fight.

In three more days, the entire northern Xinjiang monster clan will attack Jiuyou Mountain together. Even now, there are countless tyrannical auras hidden at the foot of the mountain.

Obviously, Jiuyou Mountain has become an isolated island, and no one can leave easily.

What makes all the big monsters of Jiuyou Mountain feel strange is that there seem to be many strange and powerful people in this mountain in a day, and they seem to be secretly arranging something.

Of course, even if all the demons had seen Ling Xiao's methods and the Ninth Grade God Emperor standing behind him, there was only despair in their hearts now, without any hope.

In the northern border, there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and there are countless big monsters and strong people.

The three emperors and ten kings alone are definitely not something a ninth-rank god emperor can resist.

Once the Qinglong Emperor came personally, Jiuyou Mountain would definitely not grow a blade of grass.

But what can I do?

I want to escape too, but I can't.

The young master of the golden eagle and countless heirs of the monster clan died together in Jiuyou Mountain. Guess I went down the mountain and told them that I didn't do anything. Would those strong monster clan believe it or not?

Gan!

In the realm, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in the void, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Around him, there are thousands of dao rhymes flowing, layer upon layer, like a new round of... sun.

It's just that under the cover of that rhyme, there is another ray of magic quietly rippling, evolving into mystery.

Three days is enough for his cultivation to make another breakthrough.

Although Ling Xiao is confident that the situation of this battle is under his control, he still can't tolerate the slightest carelessness in the face of a man of destiny who crushes the whole border and gathers all the luck of the monster race.

Now Ling Xiao has already figured out why there are very few lucky people in this monster race.

I'm afraid the reason lies in the ancestor of the monster clan.

Looking at this template, it is probably the invincible opening style, which is the so-called Long Aotian template.

I am invincible, you can do whatever you want.

If I were a demon, the demon would rule the world.

Arrogant and arrogant, luck is close to her, her talent is against the sky, and she has the strength to push the world across.

Birth is the pinnacle, commanding all monsters, and now the god master happens to be in seclusion again.

Even without Ling Xiao, with his strength, even Meng Yuan would definitely not be his opponent.

even!

Ling Xiao guessed that the birth of the ancestor of the demon clan at this time may not have something to do with the dragon soul suppressed by the holy religion.

interesting.

A rank-six god emperor, how many knives can he resist?

"In the blink of an eye, you are already the third rank of God Emperor."

Above the Temple of Heaven, Feng Ling was sitting on the edge of the square in a black dress, with a pair of fair legs dangling in the void, and a different kind of vicissitudes on his little face.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Of course, in the realm, three days is roughly equivalent to seven days.

And during these seven days, Ling Xiao has completely emptied the villain value and used it for cultivation, and the Taoist body has swallowed the aura of heaven and earth, and his cultivation has entered the level of the third rank of the god emperor.

On the third day, just after dawn, there was a demon cloud over Jiuyou Mountain.

Miles.

The billowing monster energy is like a hurricane tide, sweeping from the direction of the Ten Thousand Monsters Sacred Mountain.

Thousands of miles of northern Xinjiang fell into hustle and bustle in an instant.

Even for those monster clans who did not follow Long Xuan, there were strong people who walked out of the clan land, stepped on the top of the sky, and looked at the great mountain that pierced straight into the sky from a distance.

The holy son of the holy religion, arrogant and cruel, slaughtered thousands of lives on the first day he came to northern Xinjiang.

And most of them are the leaders of the younger generation of Yaozu, this tone, no one can easily swallow it.

Now that the Demon Emperor ascended the throne and led all the Demon Emperors and Demon Kings to come, I am afraid that even if the Divine Master came personally today, it would be difficult to protect him.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, there was a humming sound resounding in the void of thousands of miles. Immediately, one after another of terrifying monster shadows emerged, transformed into human shapes, and stood on the top of the sky.

The vast demon power covered the clouds and the sun, and the world seemed to be plunged into darkness.

A glaring thunderbolt descended from the sky, and demon patterns appeared everywhere, stretching for thousands of miles.

On Jiuyou Mountain, a group of great demons from the northern border trembled and stood behind Jiuyou.

In front of everyone, Ling Xiao was leaning on the golden chair, holding a jade cup in his hand, sipping the wine lightly.

In her arms, Zi Yan squinted her eyes, as if she was dozing off, her snow-white fur was slender and smooth, extremely touching.

With her level of spirit and soul, as well as the control over her soul consciousness, she deliberately concealed her evil spirit at this time, and I am afraid that it would be difficult for even a powerful person to detect it easily.

Therefore, on the surface, there is only one ninth-rank god emperor in Jiuyou Mountain, that is, Xiong Huan.

"My lord...they are here."

Huahua raised her head and looked at the countless monsters that appeared out of thin air. Instead of showing a trace of fear on her face, there was a hint of greed on the contrary.

If she can devour all the demon pills of these big monsters, will she become a god in place and step into the peak of the god emperor?

Chi slip!

The Heaven-swallowing Demon Dragon devours all things and spirits to cultivate oneself, and the demon core is the foundation of the demon clan, especially a god emperor demon core, which can be called a heaven and earth spirit.

One, two, three, four... There seem to be dozens of demon emperors in this world.

Sure enough, if you work with the young master, the world will be destroyed day by day!

"You are the holy son of the Holy Church?!"

Behind the demons, there was a cold voice suddenly.

Then, the Qinglong Emperor and other monster clan powerhouses retreated one after another, stood on both sides, and bowed to a graceful figure in a golden robe behind him.

"Welcome to the Holy Patriarch!"

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