Great Emperor Myriad

Countless years have passed, Ling Xiao can see that the bones below the holy realm have almost rotted and turned into mud. Only the bones of the holy realm can retain some power, exude a monstrous evil spirit, and even form an extremely chaotic field. Domain, able to shred everything.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao's physical body to be strong enough, I'm afraid he would not be able to withstand the strength of that field.

"Is this the battle at the beginning of the era, when the human race and the demons fought for the master of the era? After that war, the human race became the master of the gods and created a new era, and the nine emperors overwhelmed the ages and ruled for hegemony. The heavens are the most glorious time of the Human Race, and the Demon Race can only retreat and hide in the Demon Realm for a long time to breathe..."

Ling Xiao whispered to himself, with a sigh in his voice.

The most glorious human race was in the period of the Nine Emperors. At that time, powerful human races emerged in large numbers. Under the leadership of the nine emperors, they created a glorious one after another. In the peak period, even the overlords of the era such as the demons and the monsters could only retreat. .

This era is also the era of the human race, created by countless human race ancestors. From the traces of the tragic battlefield in front of you, you can see how much the human race has paid.

Before the Nine Emperors, there were no great emperors in the human race, and could even be reduced to the blood food of the demon race and other ancient powerful races. That was also the darkest era, and it has even been forgotten by many people.

And after the Nine Emperors of the Human Race, for these tens of millions of years, the Human Race has been in prosperity and decline, and has turned sharply.

"In the endless era, the human race is extremely brilliant in this era. I am afraid that the darkness and humiliation of the year have been forgotten, but I don't know how the human race should deal with it when the era of the catastrophe comes?"

Ling Xiao sighed in his heart, looking at all of this in front of him, he thought a lot.

Many races that were not suppressed by the emperor have disappeared in the long river of time. Even if they were once brilliant, they have now been completely annihilated.

Just like the ghost race, it was once the lord of the era. It was once brilliant. It was suppressed by the emperor and invincible. But then it was also in decline. Even now the ghost race has been swallowed by the demons and became the demons. The branch ghost demons, even the ghost world was swallowed by the demons.

Ling Xiao wandered in the chaos demon ridge, watching the traces of the war all over the ground, his thoughts drifted into the distance.

He just walked forward at will, heading towards the depths of Chaos Demon Ridge.

Buzz!

Ling Xiao could feel that the hidden place of Luanmoling seemed to be transformed into a land of ghosts. The world was dim and ghostly, and the death energy of those ancient powers gathered and spread towards the most central area. Away.

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and the whole thing turned into a faint light, silently moving toward the depths of the Chaos Demon Ridge.

Roar!

It seemed that there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and it seemed that there were countless ghosts permeating the void. Ling Xiao saw that on the highest mountain, an endless black mist was enveloped, and an ancient altar appeared.

The ancient altar was as red as blood, exuding monstrous evil spirits, and endless ghost auras from all directions converged toward this altar.

Ling Xiao could see that a boy in a blood robe, who looked about eight or nine years old, exuded incomparably evil fluctuations, was sitting on the blood-colored altar.

The ghost aura from all around gathered towards him, and every time he swallowed the heavens and the earth, there would be ghost auras rising, making his aura more powerful.

And around the altar, there are more than a dozen figures in black robes to protect the law.

Ling Xiao found that there was a black robe figure that was a little weak, obviously not as strong as the others, so Ling Xiao felt very familiar, turned out to be the genius of the ghost and demons.

The dozen or so black-robed figures were all completed cultivation at the Divine King realm, and they were also vomiting the ghosts around them.

"Do you want to use the power of the altar to break through the semi-sacred realm?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he could feel the blood-robed boy's breath very terrifying.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the boy in the blood robe opened his eyes, and two cruel and cold bloody rays of light shot out, directly falling on the genius of the ghost and demons.

"Guixiong, are you sure no one has entered here with you?"

The blood-robed boy unexpectedly made an extremely old voice, causing the void in all directions to tremble slightly.

The genius of the ghost clan, the Guixiong in the blood-robed boy's mouth, suddenly bowed down and said respectfully: "See the ancestor! That human race's blood food is too strong, and Guixiong is not his opponent! But when Guixiong left , Because he moved the sacred talisman to leave, the blood food of that human race should not be found here!"

"Are you sure?"

The blood-robed boy sneered, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Ancestor, Guixiong... Guixiong..."

Guixiong trembled all over, and there was a look of extremely horrified in his eyes, so scared that he quickly crawled on the ground, motionless.

"Friends of the human race, since they have already come in, why hide in hiding? Come out!"

The blood-robed boy said faintly, his voice echoing in all directions.

Ling Xiao's eyes moved, could it be discovered?

He could feel that the blood-robed boy was not easy, and he felt a threat.

However, Ling Xiao was still extremely confident in his own sky-covering secret technique, and did not show up because of the words of the blood-robed boy, but continued to hide.

The blood-robed boy's words suddenly caused his dozen or so of his subordinates to change their expressions, and they stood up instantly, surrounded the blood-robed boy, and looked vigilantly in all directions.

"Friends of the human race, I am not deceiving you, do you really want the ancestor to invite you out?"

The blood-robed boy said lightly, with a little coldness in his voice.

Ling Xiao's gaze moved slightly, but still remained motionless. He was thinking about where the flaws occurred. Could it be that he entered here through the words "Guijun" and caused this blood-robed boy to be alert?

Whoo!

A dazzling sword light suddenly burst into the void, like a heavenly river, separated by the ghostly spirit in the sky, and the dazzling light illuminates this dim world.

A young man in a black robe wandered over, exuding a monstrous sword intent, like an emperor in a sword, with unparalleled sharpness, which made people unable to look at him.

His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were like two divine swords, bursting with blazing light, he stepped on the sky of sword light, and instantly came to the bloody altar.

"Dugu defeat?!"

Ling Xiao's body was shocked, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

ps: The fourth is over, everyone rest early.

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