The sound is rolling, stirring the storm.

Nuoda Shu Mountain is in a haze shape, and there seem to be some extremely ancient demons.

The head of the Demon Lord of Sha Yu is quite satisfied, which shows that the lock demon tower of Shu Mountain is indeed very valuable.

And as Mo Luo's voice came out, a figure gradually appeared in Shu Mountain, it was Situ Ya.

He looked at the Demon Lord of Sha Yu and the others in confusion, whether it was from the perspective of breath fluctuations or the realm of strength, they were far beyond the scope that Shu Mountain could bear.

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He couldn't remember when Shushan had collided with this powerful demonic path.

Until, he saw Moro standing with his hands in his hands and his chest held high.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be you, I haven't seen you for so many years, and I'm really going to be impressed, these ...... Are they all your subordinates? ”

Situ Ya asked, pointing to those black and oppressive demon powerhouses, and his expression was very surprised.

And Moro seems to be waiting for this sentence.

After three years away from his hometown, it is not a long time for him, and it is only a blink of an eye.

But Situ Ya's current attitude made him very happy.

"You have today, too, hahaha!" Moro laughed.

"Open the formation quickly, otherwise your Shushan Mountain will be full of corpses today!" He waved his sleeves, as if he had the overall situation in hand.

He suddenly changed his mind and wanted to humiliate the entire Shushan.

After saying that, Situ Ya had a strange face, and glanced back at Yewei, who had already walked out of the palace, as well as Yan Xianju and Bai Yujing.

"I'm afraid, it won't be as you wish." Situ Ya shook his head regretfully.

"Huh?" Moro frowned and sneered.

Then he turned around and bent over, and put on a smiling face: "Lord Demon Lord, this guy doesn't know how to lift, I don't need to say much, let's just step on the territory!" ”

The Demon Lord of the Feather bowed slightly, and whispered: "Accurate." ”

A large number of figures shrouded in black mist stepped out in unison in an instant, their expressions were cold and abnormal, and all kinds of demonic qi were swirling around them.

The wanton recklessness of this force made the entire Shushan staggering.

Mo Luo sneered, but suddenly, ten divine lights burst out, straight into the sky, and even more terrifying evil omen fluctuations.

For a moment, Moro shuddered.

"Bold!"

The ghost sound was wanton, Sen Luo opened his eyes, and set off thousands of waves, calling all the generals of the Demon Lord of the Brake Feather, and suddenly stopped, looking up in disbelief, they were all shocked.

The expression of the Demon Lord of the Brake Feather also froze on the spot.

The ten ghost scrolls of the drunken capital revealed their figures, standing on the top of the firmament of Shu Mountain, and the realm fluctuations revealed on their bodies far exceeded those of the Demon Lord!

As this sentence fell, more ghost soldiers and ghosts of Xudu Mountain appeared, standing in the position of the Eight Desolations of Shu Mountain.

Along with the cold wind, the flag of the capital swayed.

The entire Shu Mountain realm turned into a yin scene in an instant!

The opening and closing of the boundless aura brought terrifying coercion, and the eyes stared at it indifferently, making the Demon Lord of the Feather Brake froze on the spot.

He looked at the ten figures on the top of the firmament of Shu Mountain, and his whole mind was buzzing.

"What's the situation?!"

Moro's face was so frightened that his soul was scattered, and his steps staggered backwards.

During the three years he fled to Xitianzhou, he had no idea what was happening in Shushan.

The scene in front of me, where is this still the Shu Mountain of the Sword Sect, this is clearly a ghost nest!

"You...... Why do you want to harm me? "How could the Demon Lord of Sha Yu think that the little brother he accepted three years ago would lead him to a dead end today.

The ten figures on the top of Shu Mountain are the real ancient saint kings, and the eight desolations are aura!

"I don't know......" Moro wanted to cry without tears, and his steps kept back.

Situ Ya seemed to be smiling, and spoke again: "I have opened the mountain gate formation, why don't Brother Mo Luo enter?" ”

Mo Luo raised his head and scolded in his heart, but he still greeted him with a smile: "Misunderstanding, I went to the wrong place!" ”

"Really? Dayuanzhou does not have a second Shu Mountain. Situ Ya shook his head.

"Take it!" There was a light drink from Yewei in Shushan.

Ten beams of divine light poured out, erupting with indifference.

Seeing this scene, the Demon Lord of Cha Yu suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and he directly waved his sleeves, led all his subordinates, and fled quickly.

Mo Luo turned around and yelled bitterly: "Lord Demon Lord, and me! ”

When the light came, it collapsed the body of Mo Luo in an instant, and the chains that suppressed the soul flew sideways, trapping it and flying upside down to Shu Mountain.

"Don't kill me!"

Mo Luo was terrified, his soul trembled, where had he seen such a battle in the humble realm.

I thought that if I climbed the big branch, I could take this opportunity to come back to take revenge, but I didn't expect that there were so many terrible existences living here in Shushan.

"It's you, who threatened my husband and daughter three years ago?" Yewei stared at Mo Luo coldly.

"Who, who are you?"

A slap came, and the fan's demon soul shook wildly, constantly distorting.

"It was all a misunderstanding...... What's more, I can't beat him at all! Moro screamed.

"Say, how many forces have come from Xitianzhou this time?" Yewei asked again.

"I don't know, I'm just a dog next to the Demon Lord......" Moro replied in despair.

Syllable!

Another slap came, and with Yewei's realm strength, the fan of the demon screamed.

"A lot! I just know there are many! The demons of all directions in the Western Heavenly Continent have received the news that Yin Xie Naqi is coming to the Eastern Continent! Mora replied in a panic.

I'm afraid that Yewei will slap her again.

"What realm is Yin Xie Naqi?" Ye Wei's eyes flickered, this demon Luo has been in the West Heaven Continent for three years, and he should know a lot about the West Heaven Continent.

"I really don't know about this!" Moro was extremely frightened, because Yewei's third question was simply beyond his knowledge.

Seeing Ye Wei's right palm raised again, Mo Luo collapsed and spoke: "Don't fight, although I don't know the realm of Yin Xie Naqi, but several strong people under his command have already come to Dongzhou, and I have heard some of the names of Lord Demon Lord." ”

After that, Yewei frowned slightly, this is already in Dongzhou?

"Say."

Mo Luo's soul trembled, and he didn't dare to hide anything, so he hurriedly replied: "There are five divine thrones, nine monarchs, sixteen apprentices, and seventy-two charms under the command of Yin Xiannaqi!" ”

"Right now, three of the five divine thrones have arrived in Dongzhou, seven of the nine monarchs, and the seventy-two charms are all here, and they all have their own tasks."

"It is reported that it seems that he is looking for something, and that thing is very important to Yin Xie Naqi!"

When Mo Luo said this, Yewei couldn't help but look at Situ Ya.

The so-called nine monarchs, one of whom has been eliminated so far, is the evil monarch who died in the realm of Namao Mountain.

As a seed, he was arranged in Maoshan by Yin Xie Naqi, and as soon as he regained his strength, he encountered the Nine Great Ghost Scrolls of Yudu Mountain.

"The situation seems not optimistic, those five divine thrones are stronger than the Nine Sovereigns, but I don't know what kind of strength it is." Situ Ya's face was solemn.

"There is no news from my husband and daughter for the time being, but Xudu Mountain has fully recovered, so I will go for it." Yewei said, and prepared to leave.

"Madame, wait." The demon knife suddenly opened its mouth and slowly fell to the ground.

"The lord of the Six Palaces Yin Si sits in Xudu Mountain all the year round, all of them have missions, and there is rarely a moment to go down the mountain, and they only listen to the orders of the monarch."

"We can handle this turmoil in the outside world." After the demon knife finished speaking, the other nine ghost scrolls also landed one after another.

Yewei showed gratitude: "Okay, no matter what you say, this Dongzhou land is also our territory, so we can't let others bully it." ”

The demon knife nodded, and walked together with the other nine ghost scrolls, leaving Shushan.

Yewei was eye-catching, but worried.

Many years ago, Yin Xiannaqi once caused trouble in Dongzhou, bringing devastation to the land of Dongzhou, with countless casualties.

Even because of him, the development of Dongzhou's heritage has been hit hard.

It exists like this, and now it is here again, and I don't know if my husband has received any news in the Maitreya realm.

In a flash, three days have passed.

Buzhoushan's urgent order frantically swept across the sky, galloping in all directions of Dongzhou, and the situation became more and more tense.

Many evil forces in the West Heaven Continent, with evil thoughts and greed, came one after another.

Confusion, and thus erupted.

Mountain fires can be seen everywhere in Dongzhou, and darkness is pervasive.

The evil spirits of the West Heaven Continent roamed the world, and sharp laughter could be heard, but many of its local demons in the East Continent fell silent, including the many human ghosts and gods who participated in the war back then!

The twenty-two veins of the Terran rose up to resist, and a domain war gradually began.

The Confucian Academy of Confucianism has displayed the treasure of the human race, and it can hold the territory.

The white-robed Changzun once again led the crowd down the mountain, and with the strength of the Jiuli tribe, he fought to the death with the heroes of the Western Heavenly Continent.

The flames of war are raging, and the haze is thick.

In the chaos, somewhere in Dongzhou, thousands of miles away from Buzhou Mountain, there were thick clouds covering the sky, and a large number of people wearing golden black robes stood on it.

The sky was silent, and no one spoke.

Since Ji Zu left the Maitreya Realm, he was ready to return to Buzhou Mountain, but the road ahead had been cut off.

Covered in blood, it shrouded an ancient city of three million people.

Ji Zu has the impression that this is one of the famous cities in Dongzhou, the years are quite old, and the history is full.

But now, the hundred-mile city wall has collapsed, the gray haze is shrouded, the sky is full of shadows, and it is branded with a huge word 'punishment'.

Ji Zu recognized that it was the mark of one of the Nine Monarchs of Yin Evil Naqi, and he was refining the entire city.

Judging from the breath, I'm afraid there is more than one.

Even from a long distance, you can still hear the wailing of the sky.

Along the way, similar scenes are being staged in various parts of Dongzhou.

Ji Zu didn't say a word until he came here, and finally stopped.

Ji Yun, the white-robed high priest next to him, was using literacy skills, and when he saw the scene in the city, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was constantly trembling.

"Your Excellency!"

Ji Yunmeng turned his head and looked at the silent Ji Zu.

"What?" Ji Zu asked calmly.

"The people of Dongzhou are suffering from the catastrophe, why don't you move?" Ji Yun asked tremblingly.

Ji Hai next to him clenched his fists tightly, blood and anger burned in his eyes, and the sharp wails in the city were also intolerable to him.

"There is no misery, there is no trace of the Ghost Valley, and there is no trace of Tailuo, as the three supremes of Dongzhou, they have not moved, why should I move?" Ji Zu responded softly.

Ji Yun listened and suppressed his anger: "But my lord, they are evil people, we are the sacrifice of Buzhou Mountain, and we are the gods who guard the human race of Dongzhou!" ”

The words fell, but Ji Zu shook his head: "You are wrong, we are nothing, the gods on the mountain have never looked at these Dongzhou creatures with their eyes." ”

Ji Yun suddenly felt a little desperate, clenched his fists tightly, and his teeth were clenched.

Seeing him like this, Ji Zu couldn't bear to sigh: "Wait a little longer, the Human Emperor will definitely wake up." ”

Ji Hai next to him finally interjected: "My lord, if you wait for the emperor to wake up, how many people of the human race will die in the land of Dongzhou?" ”

After that, Ji Zu was directly silent.

He couldn't predict what the situation would be next, but what he could see at the moment was that the gods of Buzhou Mountain had once again stood by and watched.

The chaos in Dongzhou at the moment is just the beginning.

When Yoshinaki arrives, it will be completely fallen, and the war will only stop when Yoshinaki takes what he wants.

However, this price is the death of countless living beings, the destruction of the Dongzhou civilization, and the collapse of the territory.

After a long silence, the mournful wails from the ancient city increased.

Of the three million people of the Human Race, not all of them were cultivators, most of them were just ordinary people.

The advent of this catastrophe was like purgatory on earth for them.

The blood mist could be seen rising in the line of sight, overwhelming the sky.

One by one, the remnants of the soul were revealed, and their expressions were painful, and they continued to pour into the 'Zhu' character seal.

What's more, the soul of a baby with an infant in his arms, with the remaining warmth of his arms, surrounds him to death.

But it's still there, and I can't hide my crying.

Ji Yun's teeth trembled, his five fingers were clasped, and the blood was oozing.

"My lord, let's go!" He turned his head again, and shouted with bloodshot eyes in his last hope.

Ji Zu remained silent and did not respond.

Seeing this, Ji Yun finally got up and looked directly at the ancient city in front of him.

"My lord, you have retreated three times in the Maitreya realm."

"The first time I encountered Xudu, you retreated, I understand."

"The second encounter is not miserable, you retreat, I can understand."

"The third time you encountered both, you still chose to retreat, I can still understand it."

"But this time, I can't understand!"

"The leader of the Golden Crow I know is a tribal powerhouse who stands up to the sky and the earth, and a sacrificial king who guards the human race, not a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Ji Yun opened his mouth word by word, and suddenly there was an origin power around him.

"You ......"

Ji Zu was stunned for a moment, and Ji Yun's words impacted his mind, making his fingers tremble slightly.

Rumble!

The qi was horizontal, the law was shocking, Ji Yun resolutely flicked his sleeves and turned into a long rainbow to kill the ancient city.

"Buzhou Mountain's white robe sacrifices Ji Yun, here!"

His roar echoed through the sky, shattering the dark clouds in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, there is no word for calligraphy.

Ji Zu looked at his back in a daze, as if something had been defeated in his heart.

Ji Hai beside him also got up and glanced at his master in a complicated way.

"Once, I was proud of you."

He sighed, flicked his sleeves and turned into a long rainbow, following Ji Yun's footsteps, killing the sky above the ancient city.

There is also a loud shout on a sunny day, with the power of rolling mountains and rivers: "Buzhou Mountain's white robe sacrifices Ji Hai, here!" ”

The magic roared to the sky, and the battle broke out in an instant.

In the sky above the ancient city in front, four figures can be seen, which have already emerged.

Is that...... Four Monarchs!

"My lord, I'm going."

Behind Ji Zu, tens of thousands of silent Golden Crow Sacrifices suddenly walked out of a figure and bowed deeply to Ji Zu.

Then he strode away, swept away with a killing machine, and rushed to the battlefield of the ancient city.

Ji Zu didn't react, he looked at the backs of the two apprentices, and he was distracted, thinking about their words, and the words pierced into his heart.

"My lord, I'm going too."

"Your Excellency..."

"Adult ......"

……

Voices sounded one after another, and the silent Golden Crow priests in the back stood up one by one like bamboo shoots.

After bowing deeply towards Ji Zu, they stepped into the battlefield one after another.

In a short time, the white robe covered the sky, and the shadows were densely visible!

When Ji Zu suddenly looked back, there was no one behind him.

"Me, did you do something wrong?" He muttered to himself, his eyes glazed.