Projection of the Heavens

The whole world roared and vibrated.

In the chaotic sky, the chaotic air flow like Wang Yang was smashed by the terrifying demon energy and flew in all directions.

Demon clan? !

On the Fengchan Platform, the sacred eyes of many human races suddenly turned cold.

The human emperor's renunciation ceremony is one of the most sacred ceremonies of the human race, and it is also an important occasion for the human race to declare its force.

The demon clan came uninvited, fearing that it was not good.

"This voice...is the Holy Bull King of the Monster Race?"

The congenital sacred eyes of the various ethnic groups who were watching the ceremony suddenly froze slightly, and looked in the direction of the demonic energy.

I saw that in the dark and silent chaos, two dark mountains rose up from the ground, piercing the chaos, as far away as the sky, emitting a cold and cruel breath.

Looking at it again, where are the two sacred mountains, they are the two horns of an incomparably stalwart existence.

The burly and majestic body came from the sea, and the unrestrained and wild spirit was surging, showing the rough and cold face of the Holy Bull King.

"Holy Bull King! The demon clan is indeed here!"

"It's impossible to have only the Holy Bull King. If he came by himself, he would only add a roasted whole cow this time..."

"How the demon clan wants to prevent the change of the emperor, then..."

In the chaotic sky, the hearts of the holy people watching the ceremony moved slightly, and they thought of a terrible possibility.

Boom! !

The Holy Bull King came across the sea, and the fierce demonic energy rolled around.

Its tyranny is like a fleshy body condensed from endless ancient stars, like carrying a boundless heavy object, the chaos of trampling vibrates.

"Stupid cow, come here, do you want to bring you this high-quality food?"

On the Fengchan platform, the perfect King Shenghui said in a cold voice.

What is this occasion?

The three emperors of the human race gathered together, in the gods, the emperors, and the wild, many gods gathered here, and any demon clan's great sage came here, but it was just a food delivery.

The demon clan can eat people, and people also eat demons!

"Hahaha!"

In the deep laughter that beat like a drum, in the chaos that was separated from the Holy Bull King by hundreds of millions of miles, a tyrannical existence also stepped out.

Its horns reach the sky and the color is dull, but a huge rhino stomped on Chaos and rumbled.

Demon Race, Holy Rhino King!

"Sissy! Grandpa Niu gave it to you to eat, can you bite it?!"

The Holy Bull King's eyes flashed with mockery.

Walking together with the equally burly and unparalleled Saint Rhinoceros King, suddenly, a monstrous wave appeared in the chaotic sky, and a huge sacred mountain that was incompatible was pulled by the two innate and sacred.

That sacred mountain is incomparably majestic and huge, and countless time and space are overlapped within it. Between the shadows and buildings, it seems that you can see countless universes rising and falling.

That mountain is not a mountain, but a supreme treasure.

A piece of rock on top of it, even a piece of grass and a tree, is enough to suppress a world, it's unbelievably heavy!

It even takes two great saints of the demon race known for their strength to pull it!

You must know that any one is innately sacred, and its strength is enough to easily carry a large universe, let alone two innately sacred that are known for their strength!

But this is the case. These two innate sacred figures, known for their strength, are pulling this one, and their footsteps are also heavy to a terrifying level!

And with the emergence of this sacred mountain, the boiling chaos subsided instantly.

"The Immortal Monument of Emperor Que!!! This is the treasure of the demon emperor, the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que!"

"Demon Emperor! Is the Demon Emperor really here?"

"What does he want to do?!"

In the Chaos Heaven, many congenital sanctifications of various ethnic groups were deeply moved by it.

The Immortal Monument of the Demon Clan Emperor Que is a divine stone before the Endless. According to legend, it was formed after a chaotic **** and demon had failed to conceive.

On it, so far, the names of the innate and sacred names of the demon clan for countless years, as well as their Tao!

Initially, although this Immortal Monument of Emperor Que was divine, it was not even a congenital spiritual treasure.

But under the divine blessing of countless demon races, especially after the demon emperor became enlightened, he became a supreme treasure!

More than 700,000 years ago, the demon emperor used this tablet to kill more than a hundred innate sacred people of all races with one blow, thus achieving its illustrious name.

After that, he took over the high priest of the human race, and the three emperors worked together to motivate, and the legendary treasure handed down by the human race, "Tai Ri" struck a blow!

However, after the blow, the Demon Emperor was injured and fled away, and the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que was also shattered.

In just over 700,000 years, the Demon Emperor has already condensed this treasure back?

"The Immortal Monument of Emperor Que!"

On the Fengchan Platform, Gu Shaoshang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Just saw a very terrifying aura emanating from the sacred mountain that seemed to contain an infinite space-time universe, like the embryonic form of an infinite multiverse.

It seems that a real dragon soars, the bull demon runs, the ape demon jumps, the peng demon spreads its wings, the tiger roars in the world, the lion roars to the sky...

Those terrifying auras are entangled vertically and horizontally, and at a glance, there are dozens or hundreds of paths, which are impressively the paths of many great saints of the demon race.

Every ray of breath seems to condense all the gods and Taos of an ancient universe, and when they are entangled with each other, they are even more tyrannical.

"Holy Plate King..."

On the Immortal Monument of the Emperor Que, an old dragon was lying down, and in the golden eyes of the dragon, there was a grim look: "Are you satisfied with this great gift?"

However, it was the Holy Dragon King who had fought against Gu Shaoshang and was hung on the pillar of shame and could not be deducted.

At that time, the difference of one thought, for thousands of years, he could be said to have trouble sleeping and eating.

And as Gu Shao was injured and crowned the king, it became more and more difficult for him to suppress the killing intent. This action was initiated by him.

"Dare to give it to the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que?"

On the Fengchan platform, Xuanyuan's eyes flashed coldly: "I'm not afraid that the demon emperor will rip off your dragon's skin and pull your dragon's tendons!"

Following the removal of the throne, the Xuanyuan Clan also took off the emperor's robe, and at this time was wearing a bear skin, which became more and more unfathomable.

"His Majesty the Emperor? No, it's time to say it's the Xuanyuan Clan."

Beside the Holy Dragon King, a languid white tiger lay lazily on the Dique Immortal Monument, and yawned lazily:

"If His Majesty the Demon Emperor doesn't agree, with the seven of us, how can we pull this treasure? You should be careful, is the Lord Demon Emperor coming? Instead of worrying about the skin of this old loach."

"Little white cat, do you want to die?"

Lao Long gave a low voice, his eyes were cold.

Many innate sages of various races were relieved at first, and then they were slightly apprehensive in their hearts.

The Immortal Monument of Emperor Que is the treasure of the demon emperor. Without his consent, not to mention that the seven statues are innately sacred, and there are seven more statues, and it is impossible to pull them here.

Obviously, this is a test of the Human Race by the No. 1 expert in the vast vastness, the Supreme Demon Emperor.

As the return of Cangzhi Continent is approaching, the consequences that will be triggered are very huge, especially those giants of all ethnic groups who are about to return, it is an unimaginable huge variable.

And as the dominant family that dominated the ancient, ancient, middle, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of years, how much innate and sacred will it return?

This advantage is especially comparable to that of ordinary races?

Even if the demon clan gave up their status as the overlords of the vast vastness, after the Middle Ages, those innate holy people who were killed by the demon emperor would not let go of this **** feud.

This is not only the struggle between the old and new overlords, but also the deep hatred accumulated over the millions of years of **** killings after the Middle Ages.

The grievances between the demon clan and the human clan have long been irreversible.

This battle cannot be avoided at all, it's just a matter of time.

The Xuanyuan Clan looked at each other with the two beings standing beside him, and changed his mind.

As old rivals, no one is more fearful than them and knows more about the demon emperor's methods.

"Huh!"

On the Fengchan Platform, Wang Yuanyuan's closed eyes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The divine light as deep as the universe flashed by.

Gu Shaoshang didn't know when, he had come to Wang Yuanyuan, patted his shoulder lightly, and said, "The opportunity is not easy to come by, don't waste it."

At this point, Gu Shaoshang still didn't know the reason why Wang Yuanyuan needed the throne of the emperor.

Under the pressure of the Dao, if you want to break through the barriers, you must get rid of the shackles.

Although Wang Yuanyuan may not necessarily follow the path of his previous life, no matter what, his cultivation is suppressed, just like a mortal dancing with shackles, he will not be at ease.

Wang Yuanyuan nodded slightly.

Gu Shaoshang's eyes swept across the chaos, and said lightly:

"With the seven of you, it's not enough to come to die, and it's really interesting that you dare to come to seek the bad luck of this seat."

"Hehe, being so arrogant is really the way to die."

Behind the Holy Dragon King, a male lion stood up, with a hint of sneer in his brown eyes:

"It's too late, how can your human race shake the Emperor Que Immortal Monument? With that dying old thing?"

"Bold and evil beast!"

"Dare to insult the high priest! Old Lion, you are courting death!"

"Die!"

On the retreat stage, many human races were enraged.

The high priest has existed for a long time, and many holy people have worshipped under his door and practiced before they became enlightened.

How can you allow people to violate it?

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The Holy King stepped onto the Chaos Heaven one step at a time, and with a sharp spear raised horizontally, he was about to shoot!

Xuanyuan's eyes turned cold, and he pressed his palm down to hold the Xuanyuan sword.

Beside him, the goddess also looked indifferent, stuck out five fingers, and scolded lightly:

"Bagua map!"

As his voice revealed, a huge gossip map covering a million trillion territory suddenly rose from behind him, the gossip turned, the four images circulated, the two instruments were divided, and the yin and yang stirred the boundless chaos!

The huge gossip picture is suspended above the nine heavens, and the countless runes in it rotate and stream light, escaping the deep Taoism.

But even before him, Gu Shaoshang had already stepped out!

Boom!

The boundless blood and energy rolled vertically and horizontally like a vast ocean, covering the boundless chaos, its palms soared to the sky, protruding like five sacred mountains, stirring its boundless chaos!

Suddenly, I saw a bright red like fire in the sky, endless chaos and blood roared together, setting off a bright red chaotic storm, and the whole chaos seemed to be burning.

Gu Shaoshang's claws protruded out, beyond the time and space, and one in ten thousand life and death was not reached, and he slammed into the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que.

He grabbed the big lion whose sneering expression on his face had not yet dissipated.