Chapter 395: The Return of the Demon Race
The demons are coming back, and they are going to see their families!
Whenever Qin Yumo thought of this, his heart was excited. She has lived on the mainland for seven or eight years, and she can only stand up for how many grievances she has suffered in these seven or eight years, and now her father is finally coming back with his family.
The days when I had been cautious and struggling have finally passed, and then, I can finally be my true self like a little girl!
In the finals on the second day, Qin Yumo didn't fight Lishan at all, and directly launched his own arrangement. When is it, who still has the heart to play monkey show in front of hundreds of thousands of people? My father and emperor have returned, so I have to take out the stand of being a princess and show them by myself? I want to be beautiful!
Suddenly, the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark. The original clear and peaceful sun of Wanjian Villa is gone. The blue sky was gone, and the world was gray and the light was dim, as if the end times were coming.
The audience panicked, and the people on the stage were also a little uneasy.
What is happening? What is this? Heaven and earth have changed color, and all plants and trees have been deprived of life, is this about to perish?
"It's ......"
"Maybe it's the scene that Wanjian Villa specially made for the finals, let's put our hearts in our stomachs and watch it peacefully!"
"What if not?"
"What if it's not...... The sky is falling, there is a high top, so many high-level martial artists on the stage, they don't panic that you are a big little martial artist is afraid of a fart!
"You ......"
This conversation takes place in the audience. Terrans are like this, they are always afraid of the unknown, but when they see someone stronger than themselves in the same predicament as themselves, their fear will turn into a mixture of curiosity and fearlessness. Anyway, when the sky falls, there is a tall top, afraid of a fart?
The idea is not for one or two people, not for a few villages, but for the whole continent. Some sages said that this is not responsible for the change and progress of society, and some people advocate that there are a lot of annoying things in the world, if you treat all these things as a big thing, the human race will definitely scare yourself into extermination, so have fun in time, there is wine today, drunk tomorrow morning, who sleeps with him!
The former is compassionate, forward-looking, and contrary to good words, but no matter how pertinent he is, doing what he says is an unbearable torment for the vast majority of the Terrans, so after more and more Terrans discover this fact, they would rather choose to live happily for the rest of their lives than to be aggrieved and miserable. This kind of remarks, the market is pitiful, and this kind of person is also held high on the altar by everyone and regarded as a sage. It's because they won't do what they put you on the altar, I don't believe you see which god really exists?
Be happy in time, and the years will not forgive people. The market for this kind of remarks has increased rapidly with the shrinkage of the former, and now, although not every human race on the mainland agrees with this kind of remarks, there are also two and a half percent of the human races who agree with this kind of remarks, and don't look at this probability is not high, but if you put it on the vast and vast Abraham continent, the population counted will make people's scalps tingle and their brains hurt! As for the warriors, nine out of eight are such ists. The journey of a warrior is already arduous, and it is difficult to reach the end, so recreation has become an excuse for most warriors to keep going.
When the audience looked at the dark sky and talked about it and continued to explain themselves, the faces of the warriors on the stage became more and more ugly.
This is definitely not the layout of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, which can be seen from the sword master's ugly face. Or, if you carefully feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this environment, not only is it not the gentle faction that was irritable but did not take the initiative to attack people in the past, but it has become a manic faction that is extremely aggressive, and it not only spontaneously pours into the body of the warrior and slowly decomposes the yuan power in the body of the warrior.
This kind of aura is definitely not the aura that should exist between heaven and earth, and even if the Ten Thousand Swords Villa arranges the final venue, it is absolutely impossible to change the aura! Because this is the level of the creator, something that cannot be coveted by people!
Li Gan looked at the sword master and said in a deep voice: "Sword master, I think you, as the organizer, need to give us an explanation. β
The sword master's face was ugly and terrifying, and he said in a difficult voice: "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that we have been plotted." Although we are not familiar with this handwriting, there are always similar things in our cognition. I've just thought about it carefully, this is very similar to the aura of the Warcraft, but it is more than a step stronger than the breath of the Warcraft!"
"I don't know if you have noticed that over the years, the story of the demon race has been circulating on the mainland. At first, I thought that there were some people in the human race who wanted to do something about it, but when more and more secrets of the demon race were revealed and put in front of everyone on the mainland, I suddenly thought, could it be that the spread of these rumors, and even what we encountered today, was someone not only warning us? As for the content of the warning, I think it should not be far from the demon race. β
Those present were all at the helm of the major forces, and many of them were big families and big forces that had been inherited for tens of thousands of years. It is obviously impossible to say that they don't know anything about the Demon Race, although there are many rumors of the Demon Race circulating on the mainland, but they are far less than the content in their respective collections. Usually I don't think much about it, but when the sword master reminded me like this, many people suddenly thought of a sentence about the demon classics in the collection:
"The demons are just retreating temporarily, they will eventually sweep the continent again, if there is not enough determination and sacrifice, if there is no amazing leader, the continent will definitely be ruined!"
When I was young, whenever I saw this place, I always felt a sense of pride, and I always thought that I was the leader of Zhong Lingyuxiu, and later when I grew up, I felt that I was really naΓ―ve, as for this sentence, it was just an ending left by the ancestors to tell the story. Isn't there a summary in the end of coaxing your children, the ancestors are the same.
But......
"Demons, return?" said the old man's voice with unspeakable pain. He is the president of the Formation Guild, and they should have the most records of demons in their guild. The last time they expelled the demons, the sacrifice paid by the formation union was terrifying, and now they shudder to think about it.
The president of the trade union was killed in battle! The vice president was killed in battle! All the members of the Council of Elders were killed! One disciple of the first generation was spared! The second generation of disciples died with the enemy! The third generation of disciples suffered countless casualties!
In short, after the expulsion of the demon clan last time, the remaining people of the Formation Guild only have one generation of disciples, that is, the master of Zhongxing that the Formation Union has been worshipping now, and there are three generations of disciples of one hundred and eighty people. You must know that in the heyday of the Formation Guild, there was often a large array of 100,000 people!
"Haven't we all guessed the identity of this woman? We have been speculating about why there is suddenly a woman with a strange identity and a strong cultivation walking the rivers and lakes, and now I understand it, people are demon explorers!! "The president of the Foundry Guild suddenly beat his chest.
"We are all sinners on the mainland!" the sword lord suddenly stood up and yelled.
"Sword Master, what are you doing!" When Li Gan found out, the Sword Lord had already roared. "Sword Master, do you know how much panic you will cause when you shout out? Originally, we still had the possibility of remedy, but this time, we have really become sinners on the mainland!"
The sword master pulled out an ugly smile, pointed at the human race below, and said, "Look at it, what is the difference between me shouting and not shouting?"
Li Qian looked. Finding that the human race under the audience was unsettled one by one, he was shocked, and was just about to use the "head stick drink" when the sword master held his hand, Li Gan looked at it with an angry face, and the sword master shook his head: "It's useless, they have already fallen into the devil, at this time, if you are the head drink, even if you use the lion's roar to exorcise evil spirits, it is useless." Lao Li, we can either kill everyone present and commit suicide now, or let everyone present leave, plunging the mainland into panic and war. β
Li Gan's face was pale and uncertain, and his heart was struggling violently.
"Don't struggle, I'll help you decide. This conference was held by me, and it was chosen in the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, if you want to kill, the Ten Thousand Swords Villa will be cut off from now on, I won't do this kind of thing, so let them go. β
The lonely voice of the sword master came. Li Gan's heart was sad and desolate. "Isn't there anything we can do?"
"Yes, catch the witch, kill her, or force the entry point of the return of the demon race, let's rush over together, more than 20 Yan Zhen realm martial artists blew themselves up, thinking that they can make the demon clan's plan break their wings, but in that case, the poison on the continent can only hope that the human race will deal with it properly. β
The voice of the conversation between the two is not low, at this time you can keep a low profile or remain mysterious is not a good thing, open and honest talk, is the best attitude.
When other Yan Zhen Realm martial artists heard this, they naturally fought their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.
Li Qian glanced back, and then looked at the Terrans under the stage. Crying three times, he left with the people of the Warrior Guild and Li Qing. Only one sentence remained: "Since then, we have become sinners on the mainland! The shame will continue, and blood will not be washed away!"
The other warriors saw that Li Gan was simply leaving, and the sword master had a resisting attitude, and they also knew that today's matter could only be stopped. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly noticed a loud earthquake in the sky.
This huge earthquake was beyond the reach of any martial artist who could cause it, because it directly resounded in everyone's hearts. At that moment, it was vaguely clear to all the human races that a big hole had broken in the sky of the Abraham Continent, and the original flawless Great Dao Law was now cracked everywhere, and the Abraham Continent had entered the era of the end of the law!
Because, demons, return!