Deep in the palace in the center of the city of the sky, the ancient god who thought he was old suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the demon world. He was about to sit down completely, but he still couldn't help frowning, and the dust on his face fell off.

"Does the demon God finally have an action? It seems that the heaven should be in chaos. The world is reincarnated. The heaven can't escape the gear of fate after all."

The God opened his lips, which he didn't even open, and sent the sound from the depths of his throat, which was slightly damaged. It seems that the vocal cords are also seriously damaged.

He seemed to want to raise his hand, but he didn't do it in the end. He finally gave up. He had no power to control his body.

Next to him came a waiter, who was no longer young. If yu Wentian was here, you might see that the waiter was somewhat similar to the mayor of ruoli town.

"God, it's too late. Now the heaven is different from that in the past, and you can't stop it. Since you've let go for so many years, just treat it as if nothing has happened."

The ancient gods moved their eyes hard, looked at the waiter and looked sad. "It seems that you did it too. In those years, an carelessness gave you an opportunity. It's really our fault."

The waiter smiled. "What's the use of saying this now? As early as a hundred thousand years ago, when the boundless devil world was born, there should have been a catastrophe in the world of heaven. You forcibly changed your destiny. Now you're just back on the right track. You have no strength."

The ancient gods, looking at the waiter next to them, looked sad. Even the gods had abandoned the heaven. This time, the heaven was afraid that there was really no way to return to the heaven.

"Well, the debt owed by the gods in those years should be paid back, but don't be happy too early. This boy's strength is very weak. He may not be able to lead the demon family to control the heaven again as you think."

The waiter laughed more wantonly. In the palace, the power he radiated was somewhat similar to the old gods. If he didn't see his face, he might mistakenly think that the two people are the same person.

"I'm not talking about the boy in the demon world. I've looked for the creatures in the demon world for a long time. They're just a pedal."

The old God looked at the waiter next to him in horror and couldn't believe it. In this short time, such earth shaking changes had taken place in the heaven. It was something he had never expected.

Is this the result of his life changing against the sky? He was not sure, but things had evolved to the present point, which was beyond the control of the sitting God.

If it weren't for the waiter's insistence, I'm afraid that he has now turned into a stone statue, how can he have the ability to control the waiter standing in front of him?

But he was really unwilling. He paid such a painful price in exchange for a hundred thousand years of peace in the sky. Is it difficult or should he be buried in his hands?

"You are not only harming the heaven, but also the human world, the demon world and even the underworld. What benefits will you have at that time?"

The waiter looked at the ancient gods sadly, "you are the only one who knows my birth. Do you think I care about gain and loss? I was born just for this matter."

The ancient gods closed their eyes reluctantly, "well, well, everything has a definite number. I can't stop it. I can only see what their ability is."

The waiter looked at the old God who closed his eyes and walked out of the palace with great satisfaction.

The high priest's platform has been scattered by the strong wind. The high priest has already stood on the flat ground. Yu Wentian's platform is already crumbling. There is only one trunk there, and no one dares to touch it.

Now this time is the most critical time for yuwentian. A little external influence may make yuwentian fall into infernal hell and can't be reborn from now on.

Cliff and Yan Moxue are standing under the high platform. Yuwentian is in poor condition now, but they will catch yuwentian if there is a possibility of falling down, so as not to let yuwentian have a close contact with the earth.

"Look, the demon spirit stands up. He stands up."

A cry in the crowd aroused everyone's enthusiasm again. Originally, they couldn't bear to watch Yu Wentian get hurt, but all the people who closed their eyes were together, opened their eyes and looked at the high platform.

Yuwentian, who was pale and kneeling on the high platform, began to tremble slightly with his hands. He wanted to stand up with the plane of the high platform. The high platform was creaking and shaking left and right due to yuwentian's big action. Seeing that trunk, he immediately lost his role.

Almost all the people around raised their hands, but if yuwentian was thrown out, they all had the power to catch yuwentian.

"How is this possible? Is it difficult that he hasn't died yet?"

Elder Siling's face was pale. At that moment, he could hardly feel Yu Wentian's breath. Looking at Yu Wentian, it was as if he had died. His breath was extremely weak. But why, it was just the skill of a cup of tea, but he stood up again?

The four spirits elder couldn't help but stand up and looked at the platform with burning eyes. They expected that Yu Wentian couldn't stand up and his breath disappeared on the platform. In this way, they could no longer have worries.

It was a very short process of standing up, but in everyone's eyes, it became very long, as if it had been through a century. All the actions were slow movements, and even Yu Wentian shook open because of trembling. The dust in the air can be clearly seen.

It was quiet around. In the square of magic capital, there was only one sound, that was everyone's heartbeat. In an instant, everyone's heartbeat was adjusted to the same frequency. It sounds like a person's heartbeat.

"The demon spirit stood up, he stood up."

After struggling for a moment, yuwentian finally stood up. After standing up, yuwentian seemed to have experienced a great disaster of life and death, and his momentum had undergone earth shaking changes. Yuwentian on the high platform was like a God. Even if he closed his eyes tightly, he despised the whole earth.