Chapter 938

At this moment, there is no selfishness or hatred among the Terrans. There is only the most pious wish, that is, the hope that the third saint will go home.

Altars were lit up, and a trace of subtle power of faith was integrated into the altars. Then, through the transmission of these altars, they all disappeared under the ancestral city of Yongzhou.

At that moment, the Yongzhou ancestral city was shocked, and then the 1080 altars began to light up layer by layer, and the white light enveloped the whole Yongzhou City.

At the top of the altar, the heavenly fragrance King sat there with a solemn face. She could clearly feel the faith from all directions and from the human race.

Although the beliefs provided by each human race are insignificant and only a trace, the number of human races can make up for this deficiency. Even if they can't be compared with their followers in quality, they are far beyond in quantity.

But outside the Terran, one after another red eyed creatures appeared. Looking at the Terran's eyes, they wished they could swallow them alive, as if they had great hatred.

And this phenomenon spread throughout the underworld, and most races were affected.

"It's really the third saint."

In the demon clan, the nine baby venerable showed a trace of clarity, but he was not complacent because he guessed right. On the contrary, his face was more dignified, because all the things in the underworld at the moment were not concealed from him.

Even those jealous creatures are mixed with some demon families.

"Venerable, what's going on?" the other two peak quasi emperors also found something wrong, a little shocked.

"They have been controlled. This time, the Terran and even the third holy master are in danger," said the nine child venerable.

"Controlled? Who has this ability?" asked a peak prospective emperor.

"Is it the ghost emperor?" another peak prospective emperor suddenly thought of something.

"This means may not be the great ghost emperor, but no matter who the other party is, there is only one purpose, that is to destroy the Terran, and even his real purpose is the third saint." the nine infant Zun undoubtedly saw it most clearly.

"Venerable, what should we do now? Continue to watch?" asked a peak prospective emperor.

"The icing on the cake is not important to send charcoal in the snow. And since our demon clan has stood in line, why should we give up halfway? At least now, it's not the time. You two, take people to stop the strong of all races. The prospective emperor dares to do it and there is no amnesty!" said the nine baby venerable coldly.

"Yes, venerable." the two peak quasi emperors were ordered to leave.

"The third saint, since even the one is so optimistic about you, I'll bet once. I hope you don't disappoint me." the nine baby venerable's eyes seem to penetrate the infinite space and see the long river of time and space.

"Kill!"

When the altars in Yongzhou City were lit up layer by layer, there were flames of war everywhere, shouting and killing sounded, and red eyed figures rushed into the Terran to kill, as if they had lost their reason.

Fortunately, the Terrans have long been prepared. Some powerful Terrans wake up first and block each other, but even so, the Terrans still lose a lot.

However, most people are still immersed in it and call for the return of the third saint, because they know that their strength is not enough to fight against those enemies. At present, the only thing that can help is to call for the third saint. As long as the third Saint returns, everything will no longer be a problem.

Those who invade the Terran will pay a price for it.

As king Tianxiang said before, the luck of the Terran is red. At this moment, the hell, wherever there is a Terran, has fallen into war, affecting a wide range, even far more than the last time.

Fortunately, this time is not as elite and powerful as the demon and ghost army last time, and the Terran has made great progress in the past ten years, so it can barely resist for a while.

However, with more and more crazy creatures, the human race gradually became unsustainable. At this time, the strong of the demon race rushed to help the human race kill those creatures. As for the quasi emperor level creatures, there were not many. Even if there were one or two shots, they were all killed by the quasi emperor, the two top peaks of the demon race.

So far, the Terran crisis seems to be alleviated.

Yongzhou ancestral City, with countless blood on the altar, finally lit up 1080 floors. Then Tianxiang king showed his magic power of fate at all costs and peeped into the future. In this process, her temperament is constantly changing, becoming more and more indifferent and ruthless.

And her long hair is constantly turning white. Obviously, this display also needs to pay the price of life for her.

With the help of the divine power of fate, the king of Tianxiang took the initiative to communicate with Muyi with the sub Rune for the first time. Fortunately, Muyi has been maintaining that state. Otherwise, even if the king of Tianxiang runs out of life, it is impossible to contact Muyi.

After all, with the obstruction of the long river of time and space, it is far from what a prospective emperor can spy on.

At the moment when Zi Rune contacted Du Muyi, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky, and then the whole sky seemed to be penetrated by a force. The altar, which had accumulated the power of countless beliefs, burst into dazzling light, rushed into the sky, crossed the sky and led to an unknown place.

In the long river of time and space, firewood is getting weaker and weaker. Obviously, even with the supplement of the small world, it can't keep up with the combustion of firewood. Even the longer the time, the more terrible the consumption of firewood will be. It's not easy to maintain it until now.

At this time, Mu Yi's mind moved, and the connection between the son Rune of King Tianxiang was suddenly clear, and completely connected under the blessing of an inexplicable force.

Compared with the past, Muyi tried all his best to send only a few information to Tianxiang king. At this moment, it is no different from that in the small world. Muyi can even feel everything about Tianxiang king.

After a while, the power of Tianxiang King's faith was poured into the salary lamp, which once again lit the firewood. At the same time, there was a memory from Tianxiang king, which made Muyi know the situation of the underworld in an instant.

After knowing that the underworld is only the past ten years, Muyi is greatly relieved. What he fears most is that when he returns to the underworld, it is already Canghai Cangtian, so even if he becomes the great emperor, it will be useless.

At the same time, Muyi also knows what the Terran has done for him. When he is moved, he can't help worrying. After all, the Terran is far from stable as expected, and he is not without enemies. Whether it is the ghost emperor or the will of the fairy tomb, it is an irresistible existence for the Terran.

Although the will of the fairy tomb fled at the beginning, and the great ghost emperor's whereabouts are hidden and is recovering, Muyi believes that the actions of the Terran can't hide them. Therefore, if Muyi wants to really return, he may be against one or even two of them.