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The two saints sitting on the ancient altar did not wake up after 800000 years. Now, once they wake up, they will have such a situation. It is a little difficult for the powerful people of the holy palace to accept.

Especially Mo Zi, his face should be as black as possible.

Oh!

In the depth of the ruins, a blood red demon bird fluttered its wings. It was huge, like a mountain, and its whole body was like a fire spirit casting. Every feather was shining with a terrible cold light.

In a few breaths, the demon birds have been killed.

But when it saw the macaque that moment, it stopped for a moment, snapped: "it's your hairy monkey."

Six ears special squint over: "wanton, how to speak with this day demon?"

The demon bird sneered: "do you think your life is too long? Do you dare to come to the city of God In its opinion, only macaques have the power to destroy the holy palace and the whole holy city, which is really infuriating.

Macaque disdains: "your holy palace foundation has been destroyed, what do you take to fight with me?"

The demon bird swept through the ruins, and the anger in his heart burned again. The red feathers rolled up to the sky and covered the whole battlefield. Its sharp voice echoed down again, deafening, and had an illusion of frightening spirits.

It seemed that it was not only a cry, but also a terrible attack.

This bird.

Kong Ruoxi breathed slowly.

Beside man Yuhua looked at her suspiciously: "master, what is its origin?"

This should be the oldest group of undead birds. It has not changed its shape, but still retains its ancestral form, so it can live a long time.

Kong Ruoxi looked dignified: "it may have to evolve into a real demon."

To retain the original form, there is only one way to practice, which is to constantly evolve and find more and more powerful talents and abilities from the blood.

And the immortal bird in front of us must have lived through a long time since we met the macaque. We don't know where we have come from. Our innate ability must be terrible.

Man Yuhua is more puzzled, but Kong Ruoxi does not explain.

The immortality of the heaven demon is immortal, even the great emperor is difficult to kill. Just like the goddess of heaven, the spirits of the ancient demon clan would choose to go that way.

However, the lack of aura and the lack of Daoism lead to the gradual forgetting of such a road.

The language fight is becoming more and more fierce, and there is a trend of 300 rounds of war.

Dang!

The low bell, long and long, still the direction of the ruins, reverberated in the sky of half of Zhongzhou. A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe came slowly. His body was not tall, his clothes were somewhat shabby, his hair was hairpin, and his face was covered with a layer of luster. It was hard to see clearly. The clock was ancient and unsophisticated, filled with a strong atmosphere of vicissitudes, suspended on his head above.

Come here one by one.

Seeing the Taoist robe man, the macaque's face changed greatly. However, he soon sensed something and couldn't help laughing: "a brand?"

The Taoist priest said, "it's you again."

The macaque grinned: "isn't it me? You sealed my uncle back then. Damn it. Now I come back to play with you. "

The Taoist priest looked at him in a solemn tone: "the head of the holy city, the Dragon veins gather together. If it collapses, the land of gods and demons will perish, and you will become a sinner forever."

Macaque sneers: "compared with their killing?"

The Taoist priest was silent. The killing and cleaning of the emperor would always be the pain of the land of gods and demons. Even the most powerful Qing emperor could not stop all this, and he could not.

The monkey's voice rose, and his furry face was a bit ferocious. He growled: "even if the future years, without the land of gods and demons, is also a kind of liberation, compared with your harvest, the fall of the city of God is nothing?"

This is the devil's argument.

The Taoist priest pondered for a long time and said, "what do you want?"

"Hand over the empty mirror," said the monkey

The Taoist priest shook his head and sighed, "the empty mirror is broken."

Macaque sneers: "is broken, or not?"

Daopao man was silent, and revealed a pair of empty eyes in the hazy, without any mood fluctuations, so he looked at the macaque.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the macaque was even more reckless: "without the empty mirror, then, you can't keep the final details of the holy palace." He stepped into the ruins step by step.

The final details?

Everyone was stunned.

Demon bird roared: "hairy monkey, do you dare?"

Even Mo Zi was dignified. He looked at the depth of the ruins and then fixed his eyes on the six eared macaque: "why bother?"

The monkey replied, "the matter of being entrusted by others to be loyal to others, in any case, this matter has to be discussed. Either hand over the empty mirror or sink!"

The Taoist priest opened his eyes and swept Li Yi. He seemed to understand something.

Macaque Indifference: "don't look, that boy is not qualified to let me do it."Pen!

He went faster and turned into a flash of lightning, shooting into a deeper voice: "the cause of the past, the result of today, this is reincarnation." After his voice, the stick in his hand revived rapidly, and the violent breath filled the sky.

With the sound of "Yi", the demon bird rushed to the front with its wings spread, and the atmosphere was like drowning the front.

At this time, Mozi is also shooting.

All the powerful men of the holy palace were pale, and their bodies trembled, as if they felt that kind of pressure.

In the whole scene, only Daopao man appears calm. His sight falls on Li Yi. Although he has no words, he is crushed by invisible pressure.

Fortunately, Li Yi's practice of "potential" has been successful, otherwise, he may have been annihilated by such pressure.

Boom!

The thick stick directly knocked down, and the great momentum of destroying the heaven and the earth broke out. They were crowded in the battlefield. The demon birds and Mozi felt a great pressure. They could not move forward, and the attack could not enter there.

Roar!

The sound of the angry dragon chant reverberated and spread throughout the whole Zhongzhou land. The deep ruins of Zhongzhou were shaking violently. Everyone could clearly feel that there was an ancient fierce beast going to break through the ground.

The monkey roared: "before the three thousand samsara, Meng Po had a bowl of soup. Because of the past and the fruit of today, my six ears would go against the sky, except you, the dragon."

Roar!

The sound of another dragon song reverberated, shaking the whole sky and the earth almost distorted, and countless strong people showed their startled looks, and all of them regressed at this moment.

The demon bird was very angry: "hairy monkey, you want to die."

Mo Zi's face is pale. He is just a strong man of the supreme Taoism. He has not entered the holy land. How can he fight against the existence of macaques? Just that breath is enough to crush.

At this moment, he also chose to go backwards.

At this time, Daopao man's sight finally left Li Yi and turned to the battlefield on the ruins. In his empty eyes, there were several deep and terrible chills in his empty eyes, and he walked step by step.