Chapter 2728

Pangu, eight wastelands.

The sky is full of flying lights.

Male cities appear everywhere in the eight wastelands.

These are ancient cities of eight barrens and ten thousand families, refined by the ancestors of ten thousand families. Each ancient city is the foundation of a family.

Usually, these ancient cities are hidden in the void or array, but now they are all exposed.

Then, they rose one after another and flew towards the sky.

In the eight wastelands, countless mortals and practitioners all looked up and looked at this scene, revealing a shocking color.

Such a scene has never appeared in the eight wastelands in ten thousand years.

"The war is coming, three years later!"

"I heard that the strength of that foreign race is terrible. We can't stop it at all. It's over! Everything is over!"

Many practitioners shouted.

Pessimism spread in all directions.

They all know that if it weren't for the worst, how could the above holy land lead their eight wasteland people up, and even requisition the ancient city owned by the eight wasteland ten thousand families.

"I don't know how Hao Tiandi is now?"

Some people think of Haotian emperor Zun, who was the first person in the eight wastelands and the first person to set foot on the holy land.

"It's said that emperor Haotian has already achieved supreme and is the youngest supreme since ancient times. He has also opened up a Taoist temple and has become the only Supreme Lord in the holy land. It's very powerful!"

Someone said with a look of awe and reverence.

Haotian emperor is their pride.

"Hey! No matter how powerful Haotian emperor is, what's the use? The extraterritorial races are terrible. In ancient times, hundreds of immortals and ten thousand emperors died in their hands. Even the head of the once hundred immortals died in the war without beginning. Can Haotian emperor survive?"

"In this war, the holy land cannot be stopped at all. The supreme and mortals will die, and this world will be destroyed."

Soon, someone said pessimistically.

Suddenly, a sigh sounded.

Yeah!

No matter how powerful a person is, he can't reverse such a disparity in strength.

Even the head of hundreds of immortals in ancient times, known as the great emperor, the first person under the real immortals died in battle. Even if Haotian emperor respected him, what if he could compare with Wushi?

"Three years! There are only three years left! Hurry back and enjoy the last time of these three years!"

Many people shook their heads, took back their eyes and glanced at their mountain gate.

For a time, the whole eight wastelands were shrouded in the clouds of war.

In the holy land, it is a scene of great enthusiasm.

Every force, every practitioner, is preparing for war. Take advantage of the last three years to improve their accomplishments and magical powers.

The treasure house of the temple has long been opened, and batches of treasures have been transported out and distributed.

The temple elders rushed to the four directions, visited each force and made the final mobilization.

There are also many emperors, supreme masters, who are busy creating people day and night. As long as they can conceive, they can enter the divine wheel and be born. A year later, they will grow into Bajie emperors and get out of the divine wheel.

In this way, three years passed in an instant.

On this day, a loud bell rang in the temple, echoing in the whole holy land.

Hearing the bell, everyone in the Holy Land looked up and looked awe inspiring.

When the bell rings, it means that the time for assembly has come and it is time to go to the magic battlefield.

"Younger martial brother, younger martial sister, you wait. When you kill those nine color bastards, elder martial brother, I'll come back!"

"Hahaha! This day has finally arrived. Come with me and kill the enemy!"

On every continent and island, there are countless divine lights in the sky, as well as war boats, ancient cities, and a giant bird rising from the sky, all rushing towards the huge black hole above the sky.

There, a huge void passage has been opened to the battlefield.

On the side of the holy land, ripples suddenly appeared in the originally empty void, and a sacred mountain shrouded in fog appeared quietly.

At the top of the sacred mountain, nine bright lights appear one after another.

That is a statue of God, on which there is a hazy figure sitting, which is the supreme spirit of Shenling mountain.

There were only seven, but now there are two more.

Below them, there are numerous divine lights, and each divine light is a descendant of a God.

They looked up at the sky with a solemn look.

"This war finally came!"

"Let's go!"

With a slight sigh, the gods urged the whole holy mountain to turn into a brilliant divine light and fly towards the sky.

At this moment, in the other corner of the holy land, several sacred mountains appear one after another. These sacred mountains are especially huge. Each sacred mountain is full of huge descendants of the flood and famine, including apes, lions, tigers and birds.

Ow!

Roar -!

The thunderous roar and roaring sound came from these sacred mountains, rumbling and frightening.

Among these descendants of the flood and famine, there are many super monsters with extremely large bodies and up to ten million feet, which are the nine robbers of the flood and famine family.

"Hum! What nine color Protoss is just a group of running dogs! It's also worthy to be called Protoss! It's not qualified to lift shoes for my Honghuang family!"

On a sacred mountain, a golden God ape jumped out, and his figure soared to ten million feet high. He stepped on the void and looked at the battlefield above, humming coldly.

"Children, follow me! Kill all these running dogs!"

As soon as he lifted his hands and carried the sacred mountain above his head, he stepped up to the top.

Then, the other sacred mountains also moved and followed closely.

Soon after, in another place, a continent quietly appeared.

On this continent, there are cities everywhere. What exudes here is not the spirit of immortality, but the smell of ancient witches.

"The human race, the descendants of gods, and the descendants of famine have all gone, and it's time for us to start."

Countless figures swept out of the city and looked at the sky above.

Then, at the bottom of the continent, a figure suddenly appeared, tens of millions of feet high, larger and frightening than the golden ape just now.

His whole body was black, covered with numerous talismans, and his whole body exuded an amazing dead spirit.

This was a fairy level ancient witch. After death, the body was refined into a witch body.

The next moment, another witch corpse of the same size appeared.

Two witch corpses stood in the void, and the corpse Qi scattered around them, which was very amazing.

"Go!"

In the upper continent, in a witch tower, there was a loud drink.

At the next moment, the two witch corpses moved, and a faint light appeared in their pupils. They picked up the mainland and went up.

"That's Shenling mountain... There are nine Supreme beings. That's... Archaic God ape. I've heard that it's the ancestor of ape mountain. In terms of strength, it's similar to that black ape, maybe a little stronger."

"And that's... The witch clan!"

On the Haotian peak, Tang Hao set foot on the top of the mountain, looked at the four visions and murmured.