Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Faced with the ridicule around him, Sun Batian was expressionless.

And Ning Yang behind him also looked indifferent, only Sun Dashan, Sun Dajiang, and Sun Dashu three young ape tribes, their faces flushed and irritated.

Just when they are about to endure it.

"let's go!"

Sun Batian shouted in a low voice, ignored Panhu, and avoided him from the side.

Ning Yang took the lead to follow, and the three of Sun Dashan immediately recovered and followed Ning Yang.

"Hahaha."

Such a conspicuous performance made the ridicule around him even louder. Seeing that the old adversary was so boring, he just chuckled and walked away.

"Patriarch, the Pan Dog Clan is too arrogant, why should we endure it?"

When he got far, Sun Dashan couldn't bear it first and asked.

"Sun Yang, explain to them."

Sun Batian laughed at this moment, as if everything before was a disguise.

I thought you were a stubborn and honest patriarch, but I didn't expect you to be such a bad old man!

Ning Yang complained in his heart and turned to explain to Sun Dashan and the three people: "There are two reasons why the patriarch did this."

Then, he raised a finger, "First, the ape tribe’s record is really bad. We can’t say about them, and private fights are forbidden on the Demon Sage. It’s impossible for us to fight with them. In that case, stay there, It will not do us any good."

"right."

The three of Sun Dashan suddenly realized that as long as they calmed down, they would definitely be able to think of this, but they were all blinded by anger.

Then, Ning Yang raised his second finger, "Secondly, the patriarch is holding it back. I want to wait until I fight the Pandog clan and give them a surprise. I want to come, their expressions must be wonderful at that time."

Finally, with a weird smile on the corner of Ning Yang's mouth, he glanced at Sun Batian.

Sun Dashan and the three people were dumbfounded, and looked at Sun Batian incredulously.

"Ahem, let's go."

Sun Batian did not answer the conversation, but coughed twice and took the lead to walk forward.

At the foot of the Demon Sacred Mountain, I don't know when a thousand ring of a hundred meters in radius was erected.

The ring is not high, only less than one foot, and the whole is flat and flawless, like a monolith.

Let alone whether there is such a big stone, even if there is, it is a big problem to carry it.

In fact, these arenas are also the handwriting of the demon saints.

As long as you have control of part of the Demon Sacred Mountain, you can control everything on the Demon Sacred Mountain, and it is only a trivial matter to create these arenas.

Sun Batian took Ning Yang and Sun Dashan to a registration office next to the ring.

All demons who want to participate in the Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Demons must register their ethnic group and name here, and confirm that their age meets the standard.

The Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Demons is limited to demons within a hundred years of age.

After the registration, Ning Yang and others found a place to rest at will, waiting for the start of the ceremony of ten thousand demons.

This wait is three days.

On this day, the sun had just risen, and endless white clouds suddenly covered the sky.

Above the white clouds, there is faintly a vast and boundless palace.

On both sides of the hall is a minister, and on the ninety-nine steps, an emperor wearing an emperor crown and dragon robe sits on the throne.

The Demon Emperor is here!

Chapter 247

The Demon Emperor hadn't spoken yet, an invisible majesty had permeated the entire Demon Sacred Plain.

The monster race, who was originally extremely noisy and resembled a swarm of bees, fell silent for an instant, as if being gagged by something.

No one dares to be presumptuous in front of the demon emperor, no one!

The demon race is the absolute supremacy of strength, the demon court is the most powerful force in the demon world, and the demon emperor is the master and ruler of the demon court!

The reason why the Demon Emperor was able to become the Demon Emperor was definitely not because of his origin in the dragon clan, but because of his real strength.

Soon after the war between the human race and the monster race ended, the monster race suffered heavy losses, and the surviving demon saints fell into deep sleep to heal their injuries.

The Yaozu reflected on the reason for both losses in this battle, and finally believed that the Yaozu lacked a power to lead the entire Yaozu.

As a result, ten ethnic groups stood up and prepared to join forces to form the Demon Race Heavenly Court!

These ten ethnic groups are the top ten demon races in the demon world today.

Each ethnic group sent the strongest of its own ethnic group, and finally the Demon Emperor defeated all competitors and won the throne!

The power of the demon emperor has deeply affected the demon race of that generation, and the majesty of the demon emperor has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people after a long time.

"All the young demon races participating in the Ten Thousand Demons Ceremony, you are the future of the demon world. Show off your strengths in the Ten Thousand Demons Ceremony, I am waiting for you in the demon heaven!"

The demon emperor’s voice was not loud, but when it reached the demon sacred original, it seemed to have become a panic-sounding voice, directly poured into the minds of all the demon races present, echoing endlessly!

"Your Majesty Demon Emperor!"

"Follow your Majesty the Demon Emperor to the death!"

"Wish to die for Your Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

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All the young demon races participating in the competition were excited by what the demon emperor said, their blood boiled, and the hoarse shouts resounded throughout the demon holy plain!

Upon seeing this, the demon emperor seemed quite satisfied, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A close minister walked out of the demon emperor and announced loudly: "According to your majesty the demon emperor's order, the ceremony of ten thousand demon, begin!"

"Ahhhhh!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Strange shouts and roars continued to sound, and there were a thousand arenas all over the Demon Sacred Plain, and soon a demon race jumped up and acted as the master of the ring.