Chapter 517: The Arrival of the Powers

Dozens of miles of void, chaos, distorted space, even light cannot penetrate, the residual power of the law has not been dispersed for a long time, as if it is going to leave eternal scars on heaven and earth.

The space can't be recovered!

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at each other, unable to express the shock in their hearts in words.

Everyone knows that with the increase in strength, it is not difficult to shatter the void, any demi-saint can cause the void to collapse in pieces, and the space with its strong recovery ability, it often only takes a moment to recover as before.

This creates an illusion for ordinary martial artists, that is, the void can only be dispersed, not destroyed.

Therefore, when these martial venerables saw that the void could not be restored, they would be extremely surprised.

"Let's go, lest the way down the mountain be blocked by monsters again. One of the martial artists suggested, and without waiting for everyone to agree, he turned and left.

The rest of the martial venerables all nodded and flew down the mountain!

Burial at the foot of the Dragon Mountain, the forbidden land of the Great Yuan Imperial Kingdom, this is known to everyone, they have been buried in the Dragon City for a while, because they were afraid in their hearts, so they have been staying in the city and did not dare to go up the mountain.

It is also thanks to their timidity, otherwise they will definitely die if they enter the foothills with the strength of Wuzun.

This time, they were able to successfully go up the mountain because the director of Yin and Yang went up the mountain, rampage all the way, and the potential crisis has been cleaned up.

............

At this time, a grand welcome ceremony was being held in the desert barren forest, and under the leadership of the spirit sage, all the demon saints, half-saints, and demon venerables gathered together and waited quietly.

"Hum~"

After a while, the space began to vibrate, rippling, and a thousand-zhang long spatial crack appeared in front of the demons, and in the deep void, a huge Xuanniao spread its wings and soared.

"Endless Forest Demon Clan, welcome to His Majesty the Emperor!"

The face of the Fierce Tiger Demon Saint became very respectful, and he knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, and the rest of the demon beasts saw this, and they also knelt down, except for the Spirit Sage Sage, none of the demon beasts stood.

"Cry~"

A bird call, hundreds of zhang Xuanniao, waving beautiful feathers, flew out of the spatial crack, and the aura emitted made the demon beasts who knelt down feel pressure.

Martial Saint!

Genshin Martial Saint!

In the hearts of the demon saints such as Fierce Tiger and Devouring, they were first full of shock, and then full of bitterness, I have to say that the Endless Forest Demon Beast Race, compared with the Demon Beast Race of the Central Continent, the gap is too big!

"Let's all get up! The last time we met, we were still in the Endless Forest, preparing to select the demon master, but I didn't expect that this time we met, we actually came to a corner. ”

However, what makes Bendi happy is that the descendants of the demon clan have not been defeated by the ordeal, they are still high-spirited, and in a short period of time, they will rebuild a new station, hoping that in the future, the demon clan in the Eastern Continent will become more prosperous. ”

The emperor flew down the Xuanniao, stood on a high ground, looked at the demon clan below, and said with emotion, the eyes of the unicorn revealed goodwill, just like looking at his own juniors.

Different identities and different statuses will not look at things from the same angle.

For him, all the races of the demon clan are a whole, whether it is the Central Continent, the Eastern Continent, or the Northern Continent, they all have the same identity, a name that has been passed down for countless years.

This identity, this name, is called the Demon Clan!

The demon clan in the world, within the four seas, is all the same clan.

Behind him, there are ten demon beasts, and the momentum they exude is not weaker than that of the Xuanniao, there are bear clans, tiger clans, and turtle clans......

"Thank you, Emperor!"

The Fierce Tiger Demon Saint replied before leading the demon clan, standing up and stepping aside.

"I've seen the sage, the last battle, this emperor was able to help the Endless Forest tide over, I'm sorry!" the emperor looked at the spirit sage and said apologetically.

As the emperor, if you can't protect the demon clan, you are incompetent!

"It's okay, the destiny is like this, I just hope that one day, I can defeat the demons and take back the Endless Forest, I don't know what the Endless Forest has been ruined by the demons during this time!"

The Spirit Sage shook his head and said, no blame.

The Endless Forest has fallen, and no one can be blamed.

If you want to blame, blame the damned demons, the group of marauders and robbers.

"Sage, rest assured, the Endless Forest Emperor will definitely take it back, and make the demons pay a heavy price. The Emperor said firmly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent and full of anger.

As an emperor, he was forced to blow himself up, in his opinion, this is a huge shame, and it must be wiped out with hundreds of millions of demon blood.

"Encouragement! The emperor is here this time, but because of the ancestral dragon breath?" the Spirit Sage nodded, bypassing the sad topic, and asked in a deep voice.

"Well, something happened to the ancestral dragon breath, the ancestor attaches great importance to it, the clan is still spreading, the dragon ancestor is about to be resurrected, and I don't know if it's true. ”

The emperor said, his face was a little strange, a strong man who fell ten thousand years ago was resurrected, this sounds a bit mysterious!

"Isn't this a good thing? If the ancestral dragon is resurrected, there will be one more martial artist in the wasteland realm, and it will be easier to face the invasion of the demon race. The Spirit Sage said.

"There are advantages, but there are also many disadvantages, after separating from the dragon clan and proclaiming himself a god, many strong people in the clan are dissatisfied with the dragon clan's practices, if it weren't for the ancestors' pressure, it is estimated that the dragon demon war would have started a long time ago!"

"Moreover, the return of the Dragon Ancestor, the interests of the demon clan will inevitably be affected......"

After hearing this, the emperor shook his head and said, it is not difficult to hear the worry in his tone, tangled.

On the one hand, he hoped that the ancestral dragon would be resurrected to protect the peace of the mainland, and on the other hand, he hoped that the ancestral dragon would die forever and reduce the threat to the demon clan.

As the emperor, it is not responsible to protect the interests of the demon clan!

"The betrayal of the demon clan by the dragon clan happened after the fall of the ancestral dragon, maybe the return of the ancestral dragon can change this status quo, lead the dragon clan, and return to the demon clan, it is not impossible, emperor, you want to open up!"

The Spirit Sage said that she had experienced this grievance entanglement, so she naturally saw it very clearly, and knew some blessings.

At the beginning, the separation of the dragon clan from the demon clan was not as simple as it seemed!

"I hope so!"

The emperor said faintly, looking into the distance, as if he could pass through the restrictions of the mountains and rivers and reach the foot of the Burial Dragon Mountain.

............

"Such a thin aura, no wonder there are few strong people in the Eastern Continent!"

On a coast in the East Continent, a huge spirit boat flew by, and a flag with the word "Xia" was shining, exuding endless coercion, Emperor Xia stood on the spirit boat and said softly.

"Your Majesty, the Eastern Continent was still very prosperous before the Great War of the Ages, and it was no worse than the Middle Continent, but it is a pity that the Great War destroyed the spiritual veins of the Continent and became barren. ”

Shang Chang stood behind Emperor Xia, smiling all over his face, wearing a green shirt, giving people the first image of a literati and ink writer, but in his arms, he held a sword, revealing the edge of destruction, and giving people the feeling of a warrior and knight.

"In any case, the fact that the Great War happened in the Eastern Continent is also a blessing for the rest of the continents. Emperor Xia said, turned around and walked back into the spirit boat, leaving a domineering back.

"Luck? Is this really a blessing? Will the Terrans and demons of the Eastern Continent think like this? Are they lucky?"

Shang Chang looked at the back of Emperor Xia, and thought in his heart, his hand involuntarily clenched his sword, and he looked up at the sky, which was very vast, and he felt that he had become very small.

Govern the world with culture and bless the people!

Can his lifelong dream be realized?

On this day, the powerhouses of the Eastern Continent suddenly increased countless times, and one after another strong aura swept across the Eastern Continent, making countless countries and local warriors terrified.

(End of chapter)