Yan Yunni's face turned pale and red, red and white, and his flattering smile froze on his face, which was extremely embarrassing.

I just wanted to hold the mysterious old monk's thigh, but I didn't expect that I was slapped in the face. Is there anything more depressing in the world than this?

"Senior, my father is the lord of the human race. He once used his own strength to resist the gods in the north and destroy the blood demons in the south. He has great power and righteousness in the sky. Do you have any misunderstandings for seniors?" If you want to be a successful person, the two most important things are: one is shameless and the other is shameless. Yan Yunni has obviously already possessed this quality.

"Senior, if you have any misunderstandings with my father, as a junior, I am willing to apologize to you for my father. I hope that for the sake of being a human race, I will go to Mount Sumeru and jointly prosper the great cause of the human race." Yan Yun played the "Human race" card against the "Human race" card, and the dog skin plaster usually holds the thick legs of an unknown old monk.

Unexpectedly, these two sentences made the face of the nameless old monk even more ugly: "Although your father is shameless, he is the emperor after all. As a son of man, what qualifications do you have to admit your mistakes for your father? His face has been thrown away."

"Your shamelessness has the potential to surpass your father."

The old monk gave no face and scolded the third prince a few words. Then the scene completely calmed down. The third prince Yan Yun looked red like a pig's liver and could not speak.

After a while, the old monk's anger seemed to have decreased a lot, his anger dissipated, and he became a little confused and lonely: "How far has the human race fallen to now? I can guess one or two from you. I tell you, the human race is not that simple, and all races that despise the human race deserve to die!"

"It's a pity... Renjie went to the calamity and died, and all those who survived were just a group of cordyceps..." The old monk's face completely dimmed, and then he no longer paid attention to everyone, nor continued to kowtow and climb Mount Sumeru step by step. Instead, he entered a path next to him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only his voice still lingering in his ears.

The warriors looked at each other. When they met such a powerful old monk, they had some blows to everyone's hearts, but for Chen Meng, there was more of a deep doubt, "The hero went to the calamity to die." What does the old monk mean? According to legend, the Buddha King was a demonic fetus and was killed by the powerful men of various tribes of Xuanhuang. Is it not so?

Also, since Huitian can enter and exit Mount Sumeru freely, is there any connection between him and this old monk? If this old monk is Huitian's backer, then wouldn't it be even more difficult for him to use his supernatural powers to suppress Huitian's remnant thoughts and restore Qian Feng's original intention?

A group of warriors gathered together to discuss. Since they met this old monk, it would be basically impossible to complete whether they wanted to climb Mount Sumeru to kill the evil Buddha or find the immortal treasure left by the Buddhist sect. Each warrior's face was not very good-looking.

"The Buddha's shell has a demon fetus, and the general trend has been achieved. We are powerless to stop it. Could it be that the new world is opened and the human race is about to prosper?" An ancient race shook his head and sighed.

"The fortune of heaven and earth is unpredictable and unpredictable. Today I entered Mount Sumeru without any success. Why would I return to Xuanhuang? Make plans early."

Some warriors retreated, and even Yan Yunni fell silent and said nothing, but at this moment, a huge cry suddenly came from afar. Everyone looked up and saw another amazing scene.

Under the sun, a golden roc suddenly appeared in the clouds, spreading its wings, for thousands of miles away, and its wings spread out, rolling up a golden storm and sucking in the universe.

"It's the Golden-winged Roc Eagle! The Golden-winged Roc Eagle at the realm of the Demon Emperor!" The demon warrior who was so excited by the old monk in the human race just now shouted excitedly! Unexpectedly, the demon clan had such a terrifying existence to survive.

The Empress in White and the Demon Emperor Cangming are all honorific titles from the ancient times. Everything has to start over in the Xuanhuang world. For example, the Empress in White has a solid foundation and practices for a long time, now it is just a star king realm. If you want to re-enlighten the Tao, you still need opportunities and time.

If a real emperor-level powerhouse appears now, then the darkness of the Xuanhuang world will be completely over! Because millions of races do not need to fight, they can only obey their orders and submit! There will inevitably be a situation of great unification. Unless another race appears again in the great emperor, disputes will arise again.

The golden roc flew closer and closer, but did not land, but surrounded Mount Sumeru, with a violent and shrill voice!

"Look! This golden big roc was actually injured! How could this happen! The golden winged big roc eagle is the top bloodline of the demon clan, which is extremely terrifying! Who can hurt this demon emperor!" Sure enough! On the right wing of the golden big roc, golden blood was spilling. Chen Meng used the emperor's qi-seeking technique to look from afar, and even saw the bloody blur under the golden wings!

At least it is also a golden roc in the realm of the Demon Emperor. Its recovery ability is naturally strong. Unfortunately, the enemy's path at the wound has not dissipated, and even the extraordinary magical powers of the golden roc cannot heal!

How could this happen? All the warriors felt a storm.

After ten seconds, a strange scene appeared! In Mount Sumeru, a thousand feet of black infinite light appeared, covering the sky and the moon, making the entire world dark!

The black infinite light condensed rapidly, and finally condensed into a human race filled with black demonic energy! The golden robe was already torn, the face was messy, the scars were scattered, and the eyes were full of red murderous aura. There was no mercy, and it was extremely fierce, like a Buddha but not a Buddha, like a demon but not a demon.

The old monk Hongtong was hundreds of feet tall, stepped on Mount Sumeru, and the clouds in the sky above his head exceeded Chen Meng's normal perception. The old monk held the demon-subduing pestle and stabbed into the air. The golden-winged roc in the air screamed and hurriedly avoided it. It was dangerous and dangerous. The golden-winged roc barely avoided a fatal blow.

However, a bright moon hanging high behind the golden-winged roc exploded under this blow! It seemed like the most gorgeous fireworks, releasing a moment of beauty.

"I'm here to save you, the demon emperor!" The old monk Hongtong missed a blow, and his blood-colored murderous aura in his eyes became even heavier. His hair was windless and he shouted loudly, and he stabbed the demon-subduing pestle in his hand in the air again.

The entire space exploded. This time, the golden-winged roc did not escape. It was hit by the demon-subduing pestle. A scream suddenly broke out. Blood plasma burst out, and a large amount of golden blood fell like rain. Then the huge body fell from a distance like a jade mountain. After a long time, a loud "boom" fell at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

This scene was so terrifying, especially the powerful men of the demon clan, who turned pale in fear.

Not to mention the powerful demon clan, not to mention the gods, demon clans, even human clans, such as the white-clothed empress and Yan Yunni, their faces were extremely solemn.

They are all ancient figures. They have lived in the ancient times to the present. They have seen countless wars with their own eyes, not to mention the secrets they have heard. They can be said to be knowledgeable, and are not comparable to new people like Chen Meng who traveled through time.

However, in their cognition, how terrifying is the golden-winged roc eagle at the level of the Demon Emperor? Several appeared in ancient times, all of which can command Xuanhuang! I never thought that how could he be killed by a mysterious old monk with a demon-subduing pestle?

Also, the human race is weak, even children know that even if the emperor and the human emperor occasionally appear, they are just a drop in the ocean in ancient history, and they are all in power for thousands of years and cannot be immortal.

When did the human race become so powerful? In less than half an hour, we have already seen two old monks with great strength in Mount Sumeru!

There are few rumors about the Buddha King in the ancient times. It is said that he cultivated the devil fetus with the Buddha's shell, and later he was attacked by powerful men from several major races and killed them together.

Is this really the case? Everything I saw today made every warrior doubt this rumor.

After being silent for a long time, the Elf King spoke, "Don't you find it strange? How terrifying the old monk's attack just now? He even shot down Mingyue, but we didn't feel any fluctuations in divine power!"

The words of the Elf King made everyone frown. After careful consideration, they realized that this was indeed the case. The golden-winged roc spread its wings for thousands of miles and fell to the bottom of Mount Sumeru. Mount Sumeru did not tremble for half a while.

Could it be that the scene I just saw didn’t really happen?

Or, I don’t know if this scene happened hundreds of thousands of years ago. I just saw it, but I just left behind for some reason?

What about the old monk I met for the first time? Is it a residual obsession or a living person?

Thinking about this, the Gods, Demons, and Demons look a little better on their faces. Although I still can’t figure out how many powerful people are there in Mount Sumeru in the West? What kind of scene will it be when it is brilliant?

"Look, there is a big battle over there!" Everyone's hearts jumped, and they looked at the sound of the fighting, but after seeing it clearly, they breathed a sigh of relief.

I was shocked and the plants and trees were all in war.

It is indeed someone is fighting, but fortunately, this time it is not a unimaginable powerful man who appears.

A little girl with black wings, black magic eyes, and long black hair shawls had seen her before. Her opponent was two cute little loli.

To be precise, it should be two little loli nuns, with cute faces and bare foreheads, very cute.

"All bald donkeys deserve to die!" The little girl with black wings said coldly, waving a Grim Reaper's Scythe, which could break the void, which was extremely terrifying.

ps: I was a coded chapter in the Internet cafe yesterday, but it couldn't be uploaded. I asked my friend to help me pass it on. The name of the chapter is not a big problem, so I won't change it.
Chapter completed!