Chapter 2474

One after another.

In the light gate, there are constantly figures shrouded in immortal light.

More than ten people were wearing the same Taoist robes, apparently from the same force.

After they stepped out of the light door, their eyes were shining and looked around.

Powerful thoughts followed him to explore the void in all directions.

"Here... Is Pangu!"

Someone sighed.

"Oh! What a thin Fairy Spirit!" Others looked around and disdained the tunnel.

"It's already good. Most of the immortal Qi has been extracted by our holy land. How much more can there be left in this world!" Then someone laughed.

"It's not easy to be promoted to seven robbers, let alone eight robbers, with such a thin immortal spirit!"

"That's not necessarily. After all, this is our root. The major ancient tribes in ancient times and the Taoist traditions of the heavens are all rooted here. In these ten thousand years, we must have cultivated a lot of talents and powerful people!"

"Genius? Ho! What kind of genius can come out of this broken place? All the most powerful people gathered in the holy land, leaving nothing but waste. Even after ten thousand years, what kind of powerful people can come out of this group of waste!"

"That's right! All the emperors and emperors gathered in the holy land. In addition, the situation in this world will only weaken gradually. Ten thousand years later, it must have been in decline. It's good to have a few eight disasters."

"Moreover, compared with the cruel environment of the holy land, this is a greenhouse, and what powerful people can be cultivated!"

They stood in front of the light gate and argued.

Most people look arrogant and disdainful.

In their eyes, this sector is weak and backward.

"Anyway, this is also our root. The number of practitioners far exceeds the holy land. Among so many practitioners, we can always pick out a lot of available talents."

Among the first dozen people, one stood up.

"Yes, this is our root. I believe that over the past ten thousand years, many talents have been selected among the Yao people. As long as we train a little, we will not lose to the people in the holy land."

In the crowd, one should be in harmony.

"So are Cangjie people!"

There are many people who agree with the way.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the opening of the holy land is a decision unanimously adopted by all the supreme Lords. Please don't say more here. We also shoulder a great responsibility to come here in advance. We should try to find out the situation in this field in the past few months."

"Many of you are still shouldering the task of revitalizing this clan. Time is pressing. Don't waste it here. Let's go quickly!"

At first, the emperor waved his hand and said.

The crowd answered and turned into divine light one after another and left the eight wastelands down.

"Hmm? What's the smell?"

At the moment, in the eight wastelands, in the Mountain Gate of the burning lamp temple, the great self-contained Buddha was meditating and absorbing incense. Suddenly, he looked a little moved, opened his eyes and probed into the vast void above the sky.

When he saw the light falling like a meteor, he couldn't help turning pale.

That breath is eight robberies.

There are hundreds of such divine lights. They didn't converge, and all the immortal lights were in full bloom. The momentum shook the whole boundlessness.

"Eight robberies... How can there be so many?"

The Great Buddha is in heaven, and his mind is terrified.

Today's Pangu, there are only about 50 eight robbers. Where do these hundreds of emperors come from?

"Are they those who disappeared in ancient times?"

He guessed.

In his time, Pangu's cultivation world was still quite prosperous. There were many nine robbers, among which there were many peerless figures, known as hundred immortals. But when he woke up ten thousand years later, this world had declined, not even eight robbers.

Whether hundreds of immortals or later emperors, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He always felt that there was something strange in it. Now it seems that it is not surprising.

"Damn it!"

He pinched his fist and showed a look of annoyance.

These guys don't come early or late. It's just this time.

Originally, with his efforts, Buddhism and Taoism would be completely revived and put down the thirty-three days. But now, once these eight robberies come out, the forces in this field will be reshuffled, adding many variables to his revival of Buddhism and Taoism.

"There must be a reason why these people come back. It's better to avoid the limelight first!"

After pondering for a moment, he immediately rushed out of the hall and stretched out his hand. He grabbed the whole mountain gate and put it into the golden tower.

Then his figure slipped into the void.

At this time, in another place of the eight wastelands, someone found a vision above the sky.

"My darling!"

From the sky, the demon digs out of the sky.

"Shouldn't it be the old enemies who have come back!"

He murmured.

"No! It's not good!"

He shivered and his neck shrank back.

In the heyday, where would he be afraid of those old enemies? He is an invincible wild evil demon emperor, but now he is a sick cat, and even a baby can bully him at will.

At the thought of the little doll, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth and green veins on his forehead.

That damned boy is so poisonous that he always makes a terrible hole in him.

If it hadn't been for this boy, he would have recovered almost by now.

"The xuanhuang pagoda was born ahead of time last time, and now so many people have come back. Sure enough, something big is going to happen. I'd better avoid the limelight first!"

He hurried back to the cave and added many Dharma arrays to completely hide the cave.

Around Pangu, there are many people who feel the changes, most of them are emperor level figures. They look up at the vast void and look different.

When the meteors fell and approached panhuangcheng, the practitioners on the eight wastelands also felt it, raised their heads and looked at the sky in shock.

Hundreds of meteors fell from the sky, and each one sent out a startling smell.

This scene shocked everyone on the eight wastelands.

"Hahaha! Coming! Coming!"

"At last, I Yao nationality will rise!"

Many ancient families heard cheers.

"The smell is..."

As soon as he got out of the West Sea, Tang Hao sensed the changes in the vast void. He looked up and urged his heavenly eyes to explore. When he saw the figures shrouded in immortal light, his face changed.

"So fast!"

He murmured.

This should be a big change in the mouth of the Yao family, and these people are likely to be the emperors who disappeared in ancient times.

"The power of Pangu will reshuffle again!"

Tang Hao tutted and frowned.

The return of these emperors is definitely not good news for him.

"Go back to the clan first, and then watch the development of the situation!" With a little meditation, he accelerated his speed and went to the door of creation.