Chapter 2872: Sage's Wrath

Name:Valkyrie Bloodline Author:Gang Damu
For millions of years, very few people rushed to the pilgrimage ladder.

It was not only a disrespect to the sages of the demon race in southern Xinjiang, but also an act of seeking death.

The terrible suppression appeared instantly, as if a huge and incomparable palm appeared on the sky, as if the top of Mount Tai was pressing down, directly towards Li Ye and Gu Ze.

No matter it is dozens of feet of sword light or that huge body, under that palm, it looks extremely small.

boom!

At this moment, the entire Demon City was shaking violently, as if the sky and the earth were cracking. Ancient formations emerged from the walls of the Demon City. At the same time, the ancient fairy music rang, and there were ancient bodies in the sky, spreading aura. Wanli directly enveloped the entire Demon City.

Such a earth-shattering picture, even the demon clan who has lived in Demon City for countless years, is stunned.

Because there has never been such a sight.

Even some powerhouses of the demon-sovereign rank kneel down in front of the ancient figures!

"Those are the incarnations of countless guardian demon gods in Demon City!"

An ancestor exclaimed in exclamation with excitement.

The guardian demon **** of Demon City is even older than the sages of southern Xinjiang!

Even the latter, at least known to future generations, has left behind some heritage and footprints.

But the former has only one legend.

"It is said that at the beginning of the heaven and the earth, when the ten thousand races were struggling and turbulent, southern Xinjiang had been invaded by all the terrible enemies, almost dead and wounded, and countless people gathered in this demon city, the last fortress of southern Xinjiang! !"

"Yes, it is rumored that at that time, dozens of strong people appeared, casting this unbreakable fortified city with their own souls and blood, resisting the crazy attacks of those terrifying enemies, and giving Nanjiang and even the entire Shensheng Prefecture. Won a respite."

The ancient legend, but no one thought that it would be true!

That ancient figure was transformed by the will of the demon **** who once used himself as a sacrifice to cast this demon city.

Only when the Demon City encounters a devastating disaster will it manifest itself.

With the guardianship of the demon god, the demon city did not turn into a ruin.

After all, even the invincible and terrifying enemy that once swept the entire Three Realms hadn't breached this city, and now naturally it will not.

Just look carefully, the huge palm above the sky, like the five-finger mountain of the Buddha, directly pressed down with a palm, whether you are the descendant of the emperor or the dark horse born out of the sky, you are directly pressed under it at this moment.

"Little Lord!"

Several strong men in Lushuiyuan wanted to save people, but they were shocked by a force before they got close.

The weakest cultivation base of these strong men is also the half-demon emperor cultivation base, but they can't get close to the pilgrimage ladder at all.

When everyone saw it, they were shocked.

The half-demon emperor, that is also a superb figure, enough to establish a sect in southern Xinjiang, and be worshipped by thousands of people. But at this moment, he was helpless against the force of suppression.

"Even if it is a half-demon emperor, in front of the incarnation of a sage, it is just futile."

"Yeah, let alone the half-demon emperor, even if a figure of the Saint Emperor Demon Venerable comes here, I can only stare."

"For so many years, I have dared to do something in that place. Apart from the black demon a million years ago, now some people have once again aroused the anger of the sages of the past and directly suppressed them."

The Dark Demon a million years ago!

Many of the younger generation are ignorant, but some of the older generation's powerhouses, especially the ancestor-level monster races, have a ray of surprise across their faces after hearing this.

It was a terrible history, and it was the darkest era in southern Xinjiang history.

"Black demon, if the black demon of that year hadn't fallen into the devil's way and formed a slaughter, he was one of the most likely candidates to break through that place, and it was even more likely to be a peerless evildoer who had never been a demon."

The Black Demon, an invincible genius born in southern Xinjiang millions of years ago.

That was truly invincible, compared to today's Prince Wuya, Princess Saint Demon Gate, even more perverted.

"Yeah, a generation of black demon, even after millions of years, can't forget it. After all, they just stepped into the lower demon emperor realm and killed the upper demon emperor personally, severely inflicted a half-demon emperor, and destroyed the whole family. There hasn’t been a second one in thousands of years!"

Everyone sighed, but they were more concerned about the two people on the pilgrimage ladder.

"One is a descendant of the Emperor Sect, and the other is a dark horse that turned out to be born. It would be a pity if both of them died on it."

The older generation of demons didn't want to finally have been silent in southern Xinjiang for 100,000 years. Now, like a blowout, one enchanting genius appeared, and two of them died at once.

After all, such a genius, even if he can't hit the emperor realm in the future, he will at least become a generation of Demon Venerable Saint Emperor.

Both of them are dead?

Not only the many demon races are concerned, but the Saint Demon Princess who just woke up from the inheritance also saw the picture of the huge palm of the hand falling from the sky.

"He, nothing will happen!"

No one noticed the change of expression on Princess Saint Demon Gate's face.

Even the Heavenly Scourge descended from the Nine Heavens could be carried over without death, and this level could not be compared with the endless sky thunder in the valley.

But Young Master Wuya and Jue Wuxi didn't think so.

"Gu Ze was too impulsive."

Young Master Wuya shook his head. Originally, he wanted to subdue Gu Ze and become the one in front of him, but now he feels a little regretful.

Jue Wu An did not make a sound. For him, even if Gu Ze belonged to the descendant of the Emperor Sect, he had already opened a far gap. There are only two opponents in his eyes, Princess Wuya and Princess Saint Demon Gate.

As for whether Gu Ze died, he didn't care at all.

The three of them are now standing above the clouds, looking down at the common people high.

At this moment, I don't know who exclaimed.

"Look! The suppression is not over yet!"

The suppression is not over yet?

Many people just realized that if both of them had died under the suppression just now, the huge palm of the suppression would naturally disappear. But at this moment, the suppression is still continuing, which means that someone is using their own strength to contend with the suppression that has been transformed by the will of countless ancient sages in southern Xinjiang, trying to escape from below.

"Is it possible?"

"Damn, this is too abnormal? As expected, none of the people who can step on the 30,000th floor of the Pilgrimage Ladder are ordinary people."

"Ordinary people? Geniuses are no different from trash in front of them! But being able to resist this suppression is abnormal enough."

"Yeah, with this suppression, any demon emperor will instantly become a pool of fleshy ash when he goes up. Even if he is a half demon emperor, it is probably choking, and he will lose half his life if he does not die."

Every monster cried out in excitement, and at this time the powerhouses in Lushuiyuan also kindled a glimmer of hope.

"It must be Young Master!"

Other monster races have the same idea. Those who can resist this kind of suppression must not be ordinary people.

"The descendants of the Emperor Sect are worthy of being descendants of the Emperor Sect. I think that even if this Gu Ze is not as good as the top three, he can definitely rank in the top five in Southern Xinjiang!"