Great Emperor Myriad

Mozan Mountains.

This is a barren mountain in the middle of the Demon Realm. There are bare mountains in a radius of millions of miles. There are no trees, flowers, or even monsters and beasts. It seems that any vitality has been drained, leaving only eternity. Withering and silence.

And the Mosang Mountains, the place where Dark Lingxiao obtained it from the ancestor of the Primitive Demon Sect Saint King, found the ancient ruins.

The original Demon Sect found the sect ruins of the Chaos Demon Sect here, and it has been kept secret, and it is top secret in the entire original Demon Sect.

Only the ancestors of the Holy King Realm and some talented disciples who have reached the realm of Holy Dao know this.

Over the years, the Primitive Demon Sect has benefited greatly from the ancient ruins.

But the ruins of the Chaos Demon Sect are too large. Although the original Demon Sect has explored for decades, they still haven't fully grasped all the ruins.

The Primitive Demon Sect did not dare to send too many people here, because the Mosang Mountains were the territory of the Blood Hell Demon Sect.

If the Blood Prison Demon Sect were to know that the Primitive Demon Sect had discovered the ancient ruins of the Chaos Demon Sect in his territory, he would probably grab it instantly.

When countless people in the Devil Realm looked for the whereabouts of the Dark Lingxiao and the Light Lady, no one knew that the two of them came silently to the Mosan Mountains.

The dark sky and the light saint rushed out of the void and landed on the top of a barren mountain.

"Is this the Mossang Mountains? With a radius of one million li, there is no vitality. No one would have thought that all this would be caused by the remains of the Chaos Demon Sect!"

Dark Lingxiao said slowly.

The scene in front of me is very strange.

The sky was full of yellow sand, and barren hills stood above the boundless earth. The exposed rocks were yellowish brown, covered with dense cracks, without any vitality.

The dark clouds above the sky rolled, the mist shrouded, and the blazing thunder flickered, like a scene of extinction.

The vitality of the Mosang Mountains seemed to have been completely emptied, resulting in extremely desolate here.

For countless years, the Demon Realm has also come to explore the Mosang Mountains, especially the Blood Prison Demon Sect, and many Saint King Patriarchs have personally inspected them, but they have found nothing.

As for the original Mozong’s discovery of the ancient relics of the Mosang Mountains, it is purely coincidental. A saint king ancestor of the Primitive Mozong was hunted down and fled into the Mosang Mountains, accidentally entering a broken time and space. Crack, and then broke into the ancient ruins.

That time-space crack was reinforced by the people of the Primordial Demon Sect, and now an extremely secret space passage has been formed. Only through this space passage can one enter the ancient ruins.

However, in order to prevent the attention of the Blood Prison Demon Sect, the Primitive Demon Sect didn't dare to send too many people into the Mosang Mountains. It was only an ancestor of the Holy King Realm who guarded the space passage.

In order to enter the ancient ruins, in addition to passing the inspection of the guarded saint king ancestor, there is also a pass token in his hand. Only the pass token can sense the existence of the space channel.

However, this is not a difficult task for the Dark Lingxiao and the Saintess of Light. Among the five great saint kings and ancestors who were beheaded by them, two pass tokens were found.

Those were two stones exuding chaotic colors, with two ancient "primitive" seal characters on them, which looked mysterious and unpredictable, as if they contained some strange fluctuations.

"Husband, are we going directly in? Although we have a pass token, I am afraid we can't hide it from the guarding ancestor of the saint king!"

The Saint of Light said slowly.

"That's right! Go straight in, slaughter the guarded Saint King Patriarch, and then rush into the ancient ruins to snatch treasures! How much can be robbed, it is best to let the Blood Prison Demon Sect also know that there is Chaos Demon Sect here Ruins, when the Blood Prison Demon Sect is fighting against the Primitive Demon Sect, we can fish in troubled waters!"

Dark Lingxiao sneered.

"it is good!"

The Saint of Light also nodded in excitement.

She was originally a saint of light aloft, cold and out of dust, like an iceberg beauty, without the slightest earthly fireworks, but after double cultivation with the dark Lingxiao, she understood the way of light and dark fusion, she has regarded the dark Lingxiao as The person she was closest to, that's why she showed her little daughter's attitude in front of Dark Lingxiao.

But in front of outsiders, she is still the frosty and bright saint!

Buzz!Buzz!

The pass tokens in the hands of the dark sky and the light saints are all bursting with dazzling light, and in an instant there is a strange spatial fluctuation that has reached the sky.

"over there!"

In the dark Lingxiao's eyes, the light flashed, and his eyes instantly fell on a barren mountain in front of him.

The fluctuation of the space channel came from there.

The dark sky and the light saint rose up instantly, turned into two streamers, and shot directly on the barren mountain.

Whoo!

The speed of the dark sky and the light saint was extremely fast, and they soon reached the barren mountain.

At the foot of the barren mountain, in a hidden valley, mysterious spatial fluctuations erupted, forming an extremely bright vortex, vaguely as if leading into a strange world.

"Which two juniors have arrived?"

An old voice sounded, and an old man with white beard and hair and a majestic face flew out of the space channel in an instant.

The old man was wearing a black robe, holding a hideous snake-head crutches, and exuding an unfathomable aura. He was the ancestor of the guardian saint king of the Primitive Demon Sect.

Boom!

Dark Lingxiao and the sage of light glanced at each other. The moment the black-robed old man appeared, the two of them did not hesitate at all, and shot directly!

Dark Lingxiao blasted out with a punch, and the power of light and darkness was intertwined with the fist marks, as if it could shatter everything, fierce and domineering, and suppressed the black robe old man.

The Saint of Light is a slender jade finger volley strike, five blazing light beams pierced through the void, seeming quietly, but it contains the power of light.

At the same time, the Dark Sky Wheel and the Light Tomorrow Wheel seemed to merge together, erupting a terrifying source of light and darkness, and the mighty Jidao Diwei suppressed it.

"Who are you?!"

The black robe old man's face changed drastically, his eyes were full of incredible expressions, and he roared.

He felt the breath of the two tokens before, thinking that the ancestor of the holy king of the Primitive Demon Sect had arrived, but he didn't expect it to be a pair of strange men and women, and it seemed that the breath was extremely powerful, and there was no meaning to talk at all. , One shot is a killer move.

The cultivation base of the black robe old man has reached the realm of the supreme saint king, but facing the combined blow of the dark sky and the light saint, he still felt his scalp tingling.