The Mightiest Little Peasant

Pangu, the Eight Wastelands.

The sky is full of flying lights.

One after another, the male cities appeared everywhere in the Eight Wastelands.

These are the ancient cities of the Eight Wastes and Ten Nationalities, which were refined by the ancestors of the Ten Nationalities, and each ancient city is the foundation of the tribe.

Usually, these ancient cities are hidden in the void, or formation, but now, they are all revealed.

Then, rising one after another, flying towards the sky.

The Eight Wastelands, countless mortals and cultivators all looked up and looked at this scene, revealing a shocking color.

Such a scene has not appeared in Bahuang for thousands of years.

"The war is coming, three years later!"

"I heard that the race strength outside the territories is terrible, we can't stop it, it's over! Everything is over!"

Many monks shouted.

Pessimistic sentiment spread in the Quartet.

They all knew that if it weren't for the worst, how would the Holy Land above attract their Bahuang people to go up, and even requisitioned the ancient cities owned by the Bahuang Wanzu.

"I don't know Emperor Haotian, how is it now?"

Someone remembered Emperor Haotian, who was the first person in Bahuang and the first to set foot on the sanctuary.

"I heard that Emperor Haotian has already achieved supremacy and is the youngest supremacy since ancient times. He also opened a dojo and became the only supreme master in the sanctuary, which is very powerful!"

Someone said, with a look of amazement and reverence.

Emperor Haotian, but their pride.

"Hey! Emperor Haotian is even more powerful, what's the use, the territories outside the territories are terrible, ancient Baixian, and Wandi, how many people died in their hands, even the first Baixian, no beginning He also died in battle, can Emperor Haotian be spared?"

"In this battle, the Sanctuary can't stop it at all, no matter whether it's a supreme or a mortal, it must die, this world will be wiped out.

Soon, someone was pessimistic.

Suddenly, a sigh sounded.

Yes!

No matter how powerful a person is, there is no way to reverse such a disparity in strength.

Even the head of the ancient Hundred Immortals, known as the Great Emperor, is the first person under the True Immortal who has no beginning, and he has also died in battle. Even if the Emperor Haotian respects him, he can do so.

"Three years! Three years left! Hurry back and enjoy the last time of these three years!"

Many people shook their heads, withdrawn their gaze, and skimmed towards their mountain gates.

For a time, the entire Eight Wastelands were shrouded in war clouds, and it was bleak.

In the sanctuary, it is a hot scene.

Every force, every cultivator, is preparing for war. Taking advantage of this last three years, we must pay close attention to improve our cultivation abilities and magical powers.

The treasure house of the temple had already been opened, and a lot of treasures were shipped out and distributed.

The elders of the temple rushed to the Quartet, visiting every force and doing the final mobilization.

There are also many emperors, supremes, who are busy creating people, day and night, as long as they can conceive, they can enter the god chakra birth, and one year later, they will grow into emperor eight robbery and walk out of the god chakra.

In this way, three years passed.

On this day, in the temple, a loud bell sounded, endlessly, echoing throughout the sanctuary.

Hearing the bell, everyone in the Holy Land looked up and looked awe-inspiring.

When the bell rang, it was time to gather, and it was time to go to the battlefield of gods and demons.

"Brother, sister, you wait, wait for the group of nine-colored debris to die, brother I will come back!"

"Hahaha! This day has finally arrived, follow me and go up to kill the enemy!"

A lot of continents, islands, there are countless gods soaring to the sky, as well as warships, ancient cities, a giant bird, rising from the sky, all rushing towards the sky, the huge black hole.

There was already a huge void channel open to the battlefield.

On the side of the sanctuary, the empty void that was originally empty suddenly popped up, and a god mountain shrouded in mist appeared quietly.

At the top of the Shenshan Mountain, there are nine groups of shining divine lights appearing one after another.

It is a venerable divine seat with a hazy figure sitting on it, and it is the ultimate spirit of the Spirit Mountain.

Originally there were only seven, but now there are two more.

Beneath them, there are dense divine lights, and each group of divine lights is a descendant of a god.

They looked up to the sky, their expressions were utterly murderous, and they were very dignified.

"This battle is finally here!"

"Go!"

A few sighs from the most extreme gods, they urged the entire mountain together, turned into a dazzling divine light, and flew towards the sky.

At this moment, on the other corner of the sanctuary, several god mountains appeared one after another. These god mountains were especially huge. On each god mountain, they were full of huge descendants of the wilderness, including ape, lion, tiger, and bird. .

Oh!

Roar--!

The roar of the sky and the roar of roaring sounds came out of these god mountains, rumbling and screaming.

Among the descendants of Honghuang, there are many extremely huge super beasts that reach ten million feet. It is the existence of the nine tribes in the Honghuang family.

"Huh! What a Nine-Colored Protoss, but a group of running dogs! Also deserved to be called Protoss! Give me shoes for the Honghuangs are not qualified!"

On a divine mountain, a golden god ape jumped out, and his body swelled to a height of 10 million feet. He stood on the void, looked at the battlefield above, and grumbled coldly.

"Children, follow me! Kill all the stray dogs!"

He raised his hands and carried the God Mountain above his head, striding upward toward the top.

Then, the rest of the divine mountains also moved, followed closely.

Soon after, in another place, a continent appeared quietly.

On this continent, there are castles all over the place. What is emitted here is not the fairy spirit, but the smell of ancient witch.

"The human race, the descendants of the gods, and the descendants of Honghuang, they all went, and our Wu clan should start."

Countless figures flew out of the city and looked at the sky above.

Then, beneath the mainland, a figure suddenly appeared, reaching tens of millions of feet, which is even larger and scarier than the golden god ape just now.

He was black all over, covered with dense and dense rungs, exuding breathless death all over his body.

This is a fairy-level ancient witch. After his death, his body was turned into a witch corpse.

The next moment, another witch corpse of the same size appeared.

The two witch corpses stood in the void, and the corpses of the whole body spread out, which was quite amazing.

"go!"

There was a loud shout in the witch tower above the mainland.

At the next moment, the two witch corpses moved, and a glimmer of light appeared in their pupils. They carried the mainland and headed upward.

"That's the God Mountain... there are actually nine gods in the realm, that's... Taikoo Ape, I heard that the ape ancestor of Ape Mountain is about the same strength as the black ape, maybe more powerful. a little."

"And that's...Malay!"

On Haotian Peak, Tang Hao stepped on the top of the mountain, murmured as he looked at the four directions.