"Roar!"

The dragon's roar shocked the sky, and a Holy Spirit dragon horse appeared on the nebula. Its scales were like dragon scales, and red clouds covered its body. The unique smell of the Holy Spirit emanated, its breath was violent, and its head was held high, as proud as a god.

Holy Spirit!

A Holy Spirit has arrived. There are not many of this species in the entire universe, but four of them appeared today, which is beyond everyone's expectation.

Tai Sui's eyes flashed with astonishment. Unexpectedly, Long Ma arrived anyway. He couldn't help but feel happy, but his expression suddenly changed.

"Little bird, you, Uncle Ma, are about to become the Holy King. You are a bit slow."

Long Ma's arrogant face and violent voice rang in several people's ears. Feng Qi's face was not shocked, but he still smiled lightly, while Holy Spirit Qingyun's mouth twitched.

"My son, my son!"

A voice that drove countless people crazy sounded, and a white-haired old man spoke, with great holy energy, and the nameplate around his waist revealed his identity.

Taoist of Hundred Tribulations!

A bastard who has become a great sage, bullies the small with the big, and has no bottom line.

Taoist Bai Jie looked at Long Ma with a smile, which made Long Ma feel hairy.

"I know the inheritance of the Demon King. His mount is a dragon horse, and the inheritance is also there. My eldest nephew, follow me and you will not suffer any loss."

"My son... my son..."

Taoist Baijie had a smile on his face, as if he regarded Long Ma as his own son, which made Long Ma, who had just looked so proud, blush.

"I'm telling you, if you harass me again, I'll go to the Holy Spirit Ancient Road to scare you and beat you up."

Ryoma was filled with hatred. If he hadn't known that the other party had a deep relationship with the ancient demon clan and had no ill intentions, he would have already summoned the quasi-emperor soldiers to kill him.

Tai Sui and Feng Qi looked like they were watching a show, and Holy Spirit Qingyun was also unfazed. This ruffian Ma was too hateful, so it would be nice to let him suffer a little.

Holy Spirit Qingyun will never forget that Long Ma went to the secret realm of the Holy Spirit Ancient Road to harm the Holy Spirit. A secret realm where ancient medicine was cultivated and even the sacred soil was poached by Long Ma. If the Holy Spirit of the ancient star of war had not gone out, Long Ma would have been killed by the Holy Spirit on the Holy Spirit Ancient Road.

They were beaten violently.

The only one who can arouse the Holy Spirit Ancient Road, that is, the collective rage of the Holy Spirit in the starry sky, is Longma, who robs his own people even more ruthlessly than outsiders, just like when bandits enter a village, not even a blade of grass grows, and they often do things that are not human.cascoot

"Old Master Qingyun, you are actually here."

Long Ma was delighted. He saw Taoist Qingyun next to Tai Sui. He knew how terrifying this big boss was and could finally get rid of this donkey.

The Holy Spirit Qingyun didn't hear it, his eyes were watching his nose, his mind was flying, as if the dragon and horse didn't exist.

Ryoma: "..."

"Son...Son, we'll see you at the Demon Emperor's Tomb." Taoist Bai Jie said with a smile, and slapped him hard, causing Long Ma to suffer.

Countless people were surprised. The ancient road of the human race, the Holy Spirit, the underworld, the Baijie Taoist who were closely related to the ancient road of the demon race, the Guangming clan...

Countless powerful forces rushed to Star Ruins, all of them were great saints, and even four Holy Spirits came directly from the Holy Spirit lineage. This has confirmed that there is an Imperial Mausoleum here, and only the Imperial Mausoleum has such great influence.

Tai Sui and others ignored Long Ma. The three of them looked at each other and felt something in their hearts. They rode the rainbow light and flew towards the starry sky. At the same time, the major forces that came to the Xucheng also rushed out of the Xucheng, with blood shining in their eyes.

Looking at Xucheng, countless people were confused,

Ryoma happily walked to Tai Sui under the starlight, and looked at Tai Sui sideways, with an almost holy king's pressure that made people frown.

"What's the fastest way to enter the imperial mausoleum?" Tai Sui ignored Long Ma and looked at Feng Qi, saying in a deep voice.

"Blood sacrifice!"

Feng Qi replied, frowning and watching several great sages looking at the city with evil intentions.

The Great Sage of the Ancient Path of the Human Race, the Great Sage of the Light Clan, the Hundred Tribulations Taoist, and the Saints of the Underworld had deep eyes, and divine patterns rushed out from their bodies, covering the starry sky and the ruined city.

Suddenly, the galaxy trembled, and a figure appeared. It was of medium height, had the power of the sun and the moon, and exuded a terrifying coercion.

He is not too old, with thick black hair and a bright red face. He looks to be in his forties or fifties. The most shocking thing is that there is a mark on his collar - God.

This powerful man who is still a cosmic-level force left over from the ancient heaven has come, and here comes a terrifying great sage.

This is a force that runs rampant on all major ancient roads. It has no good or evil and has existed for millions of years.

"That's...the main god of the divine organization!"

Countless people took a breath of air. That person's spirit had reached the pinnacle of the Great Sage, and might even have touched the threshold of the Quasi-Emperor.

"Boom!"

The void shook, the sea of ​​​​stars rippled, and a copper tripod appeared above its head, with three legs and two ears, and wisps of innate essence dropped down. It was simple and atmospheric.

Tai Sui raised his eyebrows. The bronze tripod was engraved with patterns of ancient ancestors, Kunpeng, true dragons, etc. It was the pattern of the immortal tripod, and the main god was the core that grew up within the god organization.

The main god stared at the Xucheng, his eyes were like the stars in the sky, without even glancing at Tai Sui. The factions within the god's organization were complicated, and it just so happened that he didn't like Tai Sui's faction, so he didn't even nod in greeting.

On the other side, a group of tauren appeared, with thick black hair, one foot long, each one foot tall, tall and burly, headed by a great sage.

"Strong Bull Demon Clan!"

This race that has always been prosperous in the starry sky is here, and under the temptation of the imperial mausoleum, it comes at an extremely fast speed.

They are not the powerful bull demon clan of the ancient tribe of Beidou, but they belong to the ancestral star. Most of the ancient tribes of Beidou have their own ancestral star.

"I have always remembered the hatred between your Holy Spirit lineage and my clan, so be careful." The leader of the Bull Demon Tribe sneered and looked at Holy Spirit Qingyun with unkind eyes.

Not long ago, there was a Holy Spirit who killed many members of their clan. The imperial mausoleum is important, Holy Spirit Qingyun should not let him seize the opportunity, otherwise he will kill Holy Spirit Qingyun.

The Holy Spirit is an immortal treasure, and a Holy Spirit who is about to become a quasi-Emperor is even more so. If you can't grab the Emperor's soldiers, you can kill this Holy Spirit without losing money.

Several great sages nodded, agreeing with the Great Sage of the Bull Demon Clan, and their eyes flashed with dangerous light as they looked at Demon Emperor Holy Spirit Qingyun.

The Holy Spirit's blue clouds were light and the clouds were light, and his spiritual thoughts sent a message in the dark: "Your Highness, Shilong and Shihu will protect you. They are both great saints, and that's enough."

He is not afraid of fighting at all, he has fought hard, he has saved so many Holy Spirit people, the Great Sage, it is not like he has never killed them.

"What about me?" Ryoma was shocked. What do you mean? Think he doesn't exist, right? He had an angry look on his face and breathed out from his nostrils.

"I don't know, don't ask me." Holy Spirit Qingyun snorted coldly. This damn ruffian is not the Holy Spirit. He must kill him and feed him to the dog.

Long Ma smiled sarcastically and said nothing. He knew how many people he had harmed, and he personally understood the anger of Holy Spirit Qingyun.

"I have blood that can manifest the great path." A great sage on the ancient road of the human race took out a ball of black blood, and the black death light lingered, like the underworld.

The saint brigade in the underworld looked sideways. This kind of black blood of the great sage was destined to die tragically in the underworld. It would take at least thousands of years to create it.

"Don't worry about the people of Xucheng first. This blood may be useful." A saint from the underworld said coldly. They originally wanted to sacrifice blood to Xucheng.

"I'll give it a try." The great sage of the human race's ancient path was as powerful as a dragon, evaporating the great sage's black blood, and the black blood mist covered the starry sky.

"Hoola!"

The black blood storm roared in the starry sky, drowning the sea of ​​​​stars, and the power of death flooded the star ruins. Avenues appeared one after another, and dragon aura rippled, as if a real dragon was entrenched in the nine heavens. The pressure of the ancient emperor made everyone tremble.

"Demon King!" Countless people trembled in shock.

"boom!"

A huge stone gate manifested, reaching the sky and the earth, leading directly to the sea of ​​stars, countless fairy spirits manifested, true dragons entrenched, divine phoenixes flew across the sky, unicorns stepped on the sea of ​​stars...
Chapter completed!