The holy city, tall and majestic, like a sleeping prehistoric lion, crouched on the vast plain.

The quaint city walls are covered with traces of swords and axes, and even after endless years, people still seem to be able to feel the terrifying 'momentum' from those 'wounds', representing the countless battles that the city has experienced, big and small.

A gust of wind suddenly blew on the vast plain, and in an instant the whole city suddenly changed in the eyes of people, and a breath of vicissitudes from the years came to the face, which made many young people feel a lot.

Looking back, the swarthy city walls seemed to regain their brilliance at this moment, the sound of bustling hustle and bustle resounded in the empty and dead city, ordinary people were selling goods in the streets, powerful monks sat in the void, discussing with each other, and above the clouds, there was a supreme power to explain the scriptures and guide the practice for the juniors, this is a picture of prosperity, but it has passed away after all.

What appears in front of everyone's eyes is just a projection of the prosperous scene of the past, fleeting, but for people who have witnessed the ancient times through the long river of time, this can be regarded as a strange journey, which gives them a greater understanding of their own Tao.

"Is this the revival of the will of the Holy City, preaching through time. The old sage of the Elite Mansion muttered to himself.

"What's going on, who dares to sneak up on our clan in secret, and wants to find death?" a middle-aged man in a ten thousand beast robe scolded sharply, just at that moment, the direct descendants of their clan suddenly remained motionless, and when they woke up again, they were already pale and depressed. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the origin of the monasticism, just some 'external injuries'.

"There is a spirit in the holy city, and for the original people who fell into the well and secretly attacked, this is just a small precept. Another old saint from the Yingcai Mansion said in a deep voice.

The sage opened the library, even if the middle-aged man was a big figure with the status of the ancient family in the Xiling Realm, he didn't dare to make a sound, and turned his head to look at the sage ancestor of their Xiling Realm on the side.

The old sage of Xiling just waved a few holy flowers with a snap of his fingers, which submerged into the bodies of those young juniors to soften the impact they received, and the rest didn't do much and didn't say anything more.

Outside the magnificent Holy City, almost all the people and horses from the major onlooker forces in Zhongzhou have arrived, but the Three Kingdoms and One Temple and the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clan, which are the main masters, have not been visible for a long time, which makes some of the forces suddenly dissatisfied.

'Boom ......'

Suddenly, at this moment, thirty-six majestic pillars of light fell from the sky, vaguely forming a thirty-six Tiangang Beidou Formation, and the momentum that invisibly diffused was the feeling of suffocation for the powerhouses of the realm of the country, not to mention the people below the realm of the lord.

On the plain, when the thirty-six pillars of holy light fell, with the hidden old saints of the major states as the center, pieces of light curtains were propped up, enveloping those who could not resist the holy power.

They were supreme demon saints from all the tribes of the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clan, a full thirty-six people, and they arrived without restraint, and their momentum was shocking. Originally, the children of the major forces who had lived in Zhongzhou for a long time were still disdainful when they mentioned the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clan, thinking that this continent had always been dominated by their human race, and what could the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clan do even if it developed fast?

However, now the appearance of the Thirty-six Demon Saints ordered the people who originally had this idea to suddenly go from head to toe, knowing that they were very wrong. If you keep resting on your laurels and hold this idea that I am the first, then there will be no way to resist the catastrophe.

These thirty-six demon saints, plus the four major demon saints who died in the hands of Wu Di, there are already forty, which is more than the combined number of human saints present.

It is true that there are still many supreme beings of the human race who have not yet been present, and they are secluded in the deep mountains and old forests of Zhongzhou, but who can say that these thirty-six demon saints are all the peak combat power of the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clan? At the very least, those supreme beings who set off boundless storms on the continent tens of thousands of years ago or even hundreds of thousands of years ago are no longer among them.

After a long time, the thirty-six strong lights gradually converged, and one after another the supreme existence that was as deep as the abyssal sea appeared in front of people's eyes.

Around them, there was a misty shroud of holy light, so that people could only see clearly.

Some of them bloomed with immeasurable golden light, exuding the brilliance and heat of the sun, some were heroic, with long golden hair floating in the wind, and some of them had a very strange temperament, and just by looking at them, it seemed that their souls were unstable, and they wanted to leave their bodies and plunge into the black hole.

In addition, there are some demon saints who have not turned into human form, but still appear in the form of their own bodies, which makes them even more shocking.

People saw a huge white fat insect wriggling on the ground on the horizon in the distance, looking like a cute silkworm baby from a distance, which made some girls want to hold it in the palm of their hands and play with it.

However, when the 'cute' white fat silkworm moved, the space could not bear its weight, and it was crushed and shattered, and there was no way to recover, it was like squirming in the void, releasing the terrifying fluctuations of the holy level.

His name is Heavenly Silkworm, and he is also the Demon Saint Ancestor of the Heavenly Silkworm Clan.

Silkworms pupate, break out of cocoons and become butterflies, and then regenerate new life.

However, the silkworm of the tribe is still a silkworm after breaking out of the cocoon, maintaining the form of a silkworm, according to legend, only the silkworm at the peak of the great sage, after the final leap into a pupation, will break the cocoon and be reborn, then the newborn he will no longer be a silkworm, the level of life is rapidly improved, can evolve into the legendary splitting butterfly, fluttering wings and splitting the sky.

Parallel to the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Saint is also an existence carrying a huge shell, not the Xuan Turtle Clan, but a snail, from the Divine Speed Snail line, on the path he slowly climbed, there was a pitch-black passage that seemed to have been burned by the flames, and the power of the Demon Saint level remained, which would not dissipate even in the past few years.

The thirty-six demon saints stood quietly in front of the holy city, and they were followed by an endless army of demon beasts, none of them were weak, and the lowest strength also had emperor-level cultivation, among them, the number of monarchs was even more thousands, so that the people of the major forces in Zhongzhou further realized the terrible nature of the ten thousand demon beast clans today.

Not long after the Demon Saint of the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clan was in place, in the east of the Holy City, four 'torrents' coming from different directions converged in front of the main gate of the Holy City, coming from far and near.

The few people at the forefront of that group of steel torrents, compared to the Ten Thousand Demon Beast Clans who came from the powerful Manifestation, suddenly fell in style.

A butcher in a shiny leather apron, a bewitching wine lady dressed like a village woman, a farmer from Beiyuan who hurried over with a trouser leg rolled up as if he had just finished planting seedlings, and a woodcutter from Nanshan Country who was still carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, and a bald monk who was gnawing on a big chicken leg and eating with a mouth full of oil.

I didn't see Wu Di, because Wu Di also felt a little disgusted, so he found an excuse to mix in the army in the rear.

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