Projection of the Heavens

The old demon priest stood on the Immortal Monument of the Emperor Que and coughed lightly. Not only did he not have a trace of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's bearing, but he was like an ordinary sick old man who was dying.

But Xiongba didn't underestimate the sick old man, because he was not Daluo, but Hunyuan, and he was Hunyuan who was infinitely close to the infinite realm.

Even if he is injured, he is still much stronger than many great saints of the demon race.

He has reached this level before, and he naturally knows that even if he has not taken that step, it is almost impossible to fight beyond the ranks.

Once the fight, the outcome is difficult to say.

"Old monster, you want to stop me?"

Xiongba's expression didn't change, he was naturally not interested in being a demon emperor.

However, that Taiyi injured Wang Yuanyuan, and he was also an enemy of Gu Shaoshang, so he naturally couldn't help but use color.

Broken the foundation of your demon clan and ruined your life.

Let's see if you can still use the luck of the demon clan to come to the vast sky to stir the storm!

"The demon emperor may fail, but the demon clan can't be without a master. Your cultivation base is enough to be a demon emperor..."

The high priest of the demon clan had cloudy eyes and sighed softly:

"Unfortunately, the old man has lived since ancient times, but he never knew that my demon clan had a big demon like you..."

The old monster has a bright mind. For many years, he has been able to defeat many great saints of the monster race with one enemy and a crowd. Apart from the former monster emperor, there is only this bear monster in front of him, and the former self.

Unfortunately, the origin of this monster is unknown.

"To stop me..."

Xiongba nodded, neither surprised nor happy, without fear:

"I'm going to see how many kilograms your old bone has!"

"You can measure one or two with your own hands!"

The high priest of the demon race suddenly smiled, and the mottled wrinkles on his face stretched out.

When the high priest of the demon clan let out a chuckle, his hunched figure was straight, and the folds of his body were stretched out.

The dry body became full, the yellow and pale old face became ruddy, and the dim old eyes were even more golden.

In an instant, from a scrawny dying old man, he turned into a stalwart and heroic young man!

Boom!

Almost at the same time, the feet of the great sages of the demon race were immeasurable and contained infinite dimensions, and the immortal monuments of Emperor Que in many great worlds shook, holding up the bodies of everyone and suppressing Xiongba:

"I read that you are also a demon, so I will suppress you under the Immortal Monument of the Emperor Que, and wait for the day when the demon emperor returns, and then make a decision!"

Boom!

In an instant, chaos rippling, infinite ripples spread out, and nothingness seemed to be burning.

roar~~~

Ang~~~

moo~~~

Dozens or hundreds of stalwart bodies appeared on the Immortal Monument of the Emperor Que, and they let out a loud howl!

The Immortal Monument of Emperor Que is the real treasure of the vast demon clan. It is inscribed with the Taoism of all demon clan great saints from ancient times to the present, as well as the sacred world of many fallen great saints.

Incredibly heavy!

As soon as it moved, the situation changed, Daewoo shook, and Chaos Heaven almost collapsed.

At the same time, Xiongba also saw the true nature of this old demon.

It was a golden, immeasurable, indescribable ant! Ants!

An ant became the first demon of the ancient demon clan!

"Suppress me..."

Xiongba's face was cold and hard, and his eyes were bright.

Seeing that the Emperor Que Immortal Monument covered ten directions, suppressing everything, and stepped forward.

In the blink of an eye, a sound like a big bang in the universe rang out from Xiongba's body.

At this moment, Xiongba seems to be the prototype of an infinite multiverse containing countless large universes. Under the blessing of his tragic and overwhelming will, the endless power bursts out:

"Fight with arrows!!!"

boom!

On the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que, the great saints of the demon race saw that the attacking demon was pulling out an unprecedentedly violent posture.

It punched one punch after another, and in an instant, hundreds of billions of punches were thrown!

At this moment, it was as if countless big universe singularities rushed up, and then exploded violently to become a real big universe.

The power is boundless, and wherever it passes, it directly destroys everything, ends everything, and kills everything!

fierce!

Too fierce!

Even the high priest of the demon clan, who was suppressed by the Emperor Que Immortal Monument, couldn't help but sigh: What a big demon.

His heart trembled, such a big monster is hard to find in the world.

So tyrannical and ferocious, so masculine!

But the more he cherished talent in his heart, the more serious he took action, and he burst out with all his strength, wanting to suppress this unparalleled monster in one fell swoop.

Boom!

The next moment, endless terrifying ripples of destruction swayed above the chaotic sky.

And this wave of fluctuations poured out infinitely, flowing down from the chaotic sky, and evolved a picture of the birth and death of the infinite world from the vast ninety-nine sky.

Shake the vast earth!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The vast ninety-ninth layer of heaven was penetrated by the terrifying ripples, swaying endless clouds and covering the infinite sunlight.

For a time, in the boundless and vast sky, all the thunderclouds gathered, the thunder flashed, and the rain poured down.

A terrifying sight of the sky falling and the earth sinking made the hearts of the vast sentient beings who were suffering during this period of time tense again.

The former Shengwu Kingdom, and now the Shengpan Kingdom, a Zhu Zi chariot pulled by Jiulong pierced the sky.

Even in the gathering of thunderclouds, there is no touch in the thunder and lightning.

Even if the thunder flashed like rain, it couldn't hurt the Zhu Zi chariot in the slightest, but the nine dragons who pulled the chariot were a little nervous.

They only felt a terrifying aura that made them tremble from the infinite depths of the sky.

If it weren't for the above deck, the Sifang Hou and Qingyi Hou stood side by side, and they couldn't help but run away at this time.

"The storm is coming..."

Wearing a purple robe, the square-faced Sifang Hou looked up at the endless thunderclouds, and he couldn't help sighing after the terrifying battle.

The boundless thunderstorm was like a floating cloud to him, but what it represented made his heart heavy.

The vastness is getting more and more chaotic, and the war seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

"It's just the infighting of the demon clan, my father is too worried."

The Marquis of Qingyi is a heroic young man, dressed in a golden robe, with a calm and free manner, he shook his head when he heard the words:

"It's a good thing for my human race to be in chaos."

"More than 10,000 years ago, the high priest of my human race fell. Before that, the demon emperor wounded the human emperor again. The new high priest chased the demon emperor and disappeared, and then the demon clan strife..."

Sifang Hou has experienced a long time, and naturally knows what this means.

In the Middle Ages, the prosperity of the world was a hundred times greater than at this time. The real sacredness was like rain, and countless arrogances rose together.

But even then, battles of this level were few and far between.

But even so, in the Middle Ages, thousands of Daluo fell, which is terrifying and unimaginable.

At this time, he knew very well what the frequent fighting meant.

"My human race has stood for countless years, even if there is a storm, it should be no big deal..."

The Hou Qingyi was also a little hesitant, and his father's attitude made him uneasy.

"I hope so."

Sifang Hou's heart was heavy.

Even if the human race is not a big deal, it is a big deal when you look at the individual. Once the battle starts, the innate sanctity will not be able to protect itself. Although he and Jinghaihou and others were once regarded as the top ten marquis of the gods.

But not much stronger than the ants.

In the building and palace above the carriage, Fang Yun quietly watched all this through the window.

In his mind, a sacred and majestic bronze bell turned gently, washing his mind.

"This battle should be the battle between the great demon Xiongba and the high priest of the demon race..."

Fang Yun's face was calm, and his eyes contained vicissitudes far beyond the world:

"In this battle, the unparalleled demon Xiongba showed his brilliance, killed and injured more than a dozen demon saints in the first battle, and coerced the demons. …”

"The result of this battle seems to be that Xiongba was suppressed under the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que, the Holy Mountain of the Monster Race, and the high priest of the Monster Race could no longer leave the Immortal Monument of Emperor Que...... "

Fang Yun thought hard, the memory of "previous life" flowed in his mind, but he was only a small character in his past life, and his knowledge was limited.

It is impossible to do everything.

"Ten thousand years ago, the battle between the demon emperor and the high priest, after that, the battle between the human emperor and the demon emperor, then the chasing battle between the new high priest and the demon emperor, the battle between the unparalleled demon and the demon high priest... These four battles are the prelude to the catastrophe."

Fang Yun stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his once thin body had become extremely strong and contained terrifying power.

This is naturally the power of Chaos Clock.

The Chaos Bell will subtly transform him into one of the ten holy bodies of the human race.

"After this battle, the human emperor did not go out, the demon emperor did not go out, and the high priests of the human and demon clan did not come out. ...until that shadow falls, the vast continent will maintain a brief peace."

"All the great powers that surpass the innate holiness are out, and many innate sanctities have become low-key. This is the time, I must seize it..."

"Chaos Clock can turn everything into my own cultivation base, but unfortunately, I'm too weak at this time to be of no use..."

"After returning to the city this time, I will mention that the cultivation of the masters in the prison will not be used by myself. When the time comes, I will go to find the Eight Ancient Emperors......"

"Before the catastrophe came, the world was in full swing, and countless arrogant and outstanding people rose together. Any kind of **** body, **** king body, will be born, and there are many old antiques that have returned from the catastrophe to be rebuilt!"

"These old antiques who have the background of past lives, but are not yet strong in this life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are my chances!"

"I am the peak of the mountain! I want to see, is the high priest really invincible?!"

The palace was peaceful, and Fang Yun was planning his own path amid the lightning and thunder outside.

Chaos Clock can use everything for its own use, but there is a premise that the enemy cannot resist.

If ordinary people get it, they will naturally have to travel the world to slay demons and eliminate demons, so he naturally doesn't have to.

His father was one of the top ten marquis in Shenhuang, and his elder brother was also a famous marquis for many years, a prisoner of two marquises.

It was his greatest chance.

Sifang Hou and Qingyi Hou stood side by side on the deck, just thinking about how to save their lives under the precarious wind and rain.

Naturally, their son, brother, was thinking about how to stir up the situation in the unprecedented storm.