When the last sentence fell, a breeze blew by.
Everyone's hair and clothes were lifted up.
The majestic power that originally solidified the scene in the void disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared. All the strong men instantly regained their freedom, their faces became extremely strange, and they immediately retreated, no longer fighting, nor Dare to fight again.
"Palace Master!" The Demon Saint of Huangquan showed joy on his face and bowed in the northwest direction.
There is only one person he can call the Palace Master, and that is the controller of the largest force in the Northern Territory Demon Clan.
Unexpectedly, this incident actually alarmed the Lord of the Demon God Palace. According to legend, this existence is a genuine god-level strongman. He has existed for countless years and is incredibly powerful. Even in the realm of gods, It is also one of the few existences in the realm. It has been in command for countless years and is one of the patron saints of the demon clan in the entire Endless Continent.
Ding Hao was shocked.
It turns out that a god-level powerhouse has arrived. Aren’t the other four people who just had an equal conversation with the Lord of the Demon Palace just now also a god-level powerhouse
Only god-level experts are qualified to talk to this existence.
And judging from the tone of voice, there are definitely some god-level experts from the human race.
Could it be...
An idea flashed through Ding Hao's mind, and his eyes lit up.
It is said that the five great god-level warriors of the human race and the super-celestial war god of Middle-earth China have fallen in the battle of Qingmu Cliff. The god-level warrior of the human race who appeared in the Northern Territory at this time is most likely the patron saint of the northern continent.
Is he still alive
For the human race, this is definitely news worth celebrating.
But... there were at least two people who spoke for the human race just now. Besides them, who was the other one? Could it be the human god of war from the Western Desert, Southern Wasteland, or Eastern Xinjiang
Just as various thoughts were swirling in Ding Hao's mind, the voice that first started speaking sounded again—
"Huang Quan, take your disciples back. Before the alliance, you are not allowed to have any more disputes with the human race."
Demon Saint Huang Quan knelt down respectfully and obeyed the order. After saluting, he stood up slowly, glanced at Ding Hao, and left with the masters and powerful men in his hand. Without any hesitation or delay, the words of that voice meant to them It is a legal decree that cannot be disobeyed.
at the same time-
"Every tribe of the demon clan, leave immediately. The whereabouts of you will be determined." The voice sounded again.
The major demon clan forces gathered around Qingjiang Town, whether they were from the Northern Region or other major regions, could only obey their orders at this moment and turned around reluctantly to leave.
No one dares to disobey the will of a demon god. This is not only because the power of the demon god can destroy the world in an instant, but also because the existence of this realm is the patron saint and guardian of the race, representing the spirit of the entire race. Luck and will.
The outcome of this dispute has been decided by the supreme figures of the two clans, and no one dares to disobey it.
In the blink of an eye, the area around Qingjiang Town instantly became empty.
The demonic clouds that filled the sky began to dissipate, and nearly a thousand demon masters and experts from hundreds of demon clan forces all evacuated.
If it weren't for the strong smell of blood and the remaining chaotic and numerous auras of power in the air, one would really think that everything that happened before was a bizarre nightmare.
Ding Hao never expected that this battle, which was about to be equated with destruction, would end in this way.
Is this the majesty of a god-level powerhouse
One sentence can influence the general trend.
A single will can reverse a war.
"After ten thousand years, another Ding Wushang appeared in the human race..." There seemed to be a slight sigh in the voice of the Lord of the Demon God Palace, as if he saw a familiar shadow in Ding Hao's body.
At this moment, Ding Hao's whole body tensed up.
An unprecedented feeling of horror and horror, instantly drowning me like a tide.
It was the feeling of being watched by a god-level powerhouse.
Ding Hao could clearly feel that even if it was just a look from the other party across countless distances, he could not resist it. As long as the other party was willing, just a look and a thought could crush him, even if he activated the rusty sword and the magic knife, It's impossible to survive either.
This kind of power is really too terrifying.
A thought flashed through Ding Hao's mind: Who is the Ding Wushang mentioned by the Lord of the Demon God Palace
At this time, another voice sounded: "The past is gone, there are no two identical flowers in the world."
The moment this sound sounded, Ding Hao felt that the terrifying power that enveloped him disappeared instantly, and a softer aura filled the air, offsetting the eyes and thoughts of the Lord of the Demon God Palace. At the same time, Ding Hao could feel the infusion of The power in the magic sword and the rusty sword actually returned to his body at this moment, and the feeling of weakness and withering disappeared.
Ding Hao said nothing and put away the sword.
Soon the master of the Demon God Palace and the other two god-level powerhouses withdrew their spiritual thoughts and disappeared between heaven and earth.
"After thousands of years, not only has the world appeared, but the legend of Lian has revived. This time it may really be time for the immortal road to open up," the voice of the human race supreme sounded, as if he was sighing: "Come out."
The words have not yet finished.
A little milky white light suddenly appeared on Wang Xiaoqi's body without any warning. It flew up swayingly, and finally came to Ding Hao, floating in the air. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be a silver rock the size of a fist. , with a shiny texture and smooth surface, with a milky white shimmer diffusing from it.
"This is..." Wang Xiaoqi exclaimed.
This silver rock was something he accidentally picked up on a mountain road when he was returning from purchasing supplies for the sect. At that time, he just thought this rock was a bit strange, glowing silver under the sunlight. I thought it was some kind of gem or something, but after careful inspection and identification, I found that this stone had no Xuan Qi conductivity at all, and had no other characteristics besides being hard, so I threw it into the storage ring and never played with it. .
Wang Xiaoqi, Ding Hao and others had sorted out all the supplies before, trying to find suspicious things. This rock was also included in the inventory, but not even Ding Hao noticed anything unusual.
But at this time, the change in this white rock made everyone realize that it was definitely not simple.
Ding Hao was extremely shocked and used his spiritual consciousness to observe.
However, his spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate into the interior of this rock.
"Why is this happening?" Ding Hao was surprised. During the previous observation, his spiritual consciousness could clearly enter the inside of the rock without any discovery. But at this time, the rock has completely changed, and it contains a strange power. , completely blocking his own consciousness.
Just when everyone was extremely surprised, the mutation occurred again.
The silver rock seemed to be alive, shaking gently in the void. Every time it shook, white rock powder and stone chips fell from it, as if there was an invisible carving knife, skillfully and delicately cutting on it. As if carving at a rapid speed, in less than a few dozen breaths, the round rock as big as a fist completely changed its shape, turning into a stone tablet with a round outside and a square inside like a coin.
Ding Hao felt that its shape was almost exactly the same as the ancient Kong Fang copper coins on Earth in his previous life.
Is this it
At this time, many people have already guessed something.
When the last stone chip fell, the coin stone seemed to have lost the power of suspension and fell from the air, landing right in Ding Hao's palm.
There was a warm feeling in his hand, like a lover's skin. Ding Hao looked down and suddenly his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
Because on the front of this stone tablet, like ancient coins, there are four Chinese characters -.
this…
Ding Hao instantly felt like he had traveled back in time. He was very familiar with what these four words meant. The problem was that these four words should not appear in this world.
He turned the stone tablet over, and the expression on his face became even richer.
Because on the other side of the stone tablet, there are also four square Chinese characters -.
Demacia, people are here and the tower is here!
Ding Hao stared blankly at this stone tablet, feeling in his heart as if ten thousand primeval grass and mud horses were whizzing by. The scene in front of him was really difficult to understand why such eight words appeared. It shouldn't appear in this world.
"Little brat, don't look at me like this, I'll be shy."
A voice suddenly sounded in Ding Hao's mind.
Ding Hao was almost numb with shock, because this voice came from the stone tablet in his hand.
What the hell is this weird thing.
"Don't look at me with such admiration," Shipai jumped lightly in Ding Hao's palm, "I'm exhausted after sleeping for such a long time. By the way, how old is Tianyuan now?"
How old is Tianyuan
Tianyuan is your sister.
Ding Hao was speechless.
Tianyuan is the name of the era in ancient times, and it has already disappeared in the ancient times. Now the entire continent is based on the era of endless, and the few years are the endless six thousand seven hundred and eighty-three years of the endless continent.
This weird stone tablet actually slept for three or four epochs
You're not bragging, are you
"Who woke me up just now? I heard a guy with a loud voice..." Shipai was shouting. Why is this virtue similar to that of Song Que, the demon king
"It's me." The voice of the supreme human race rang out.
"Yo? A half-step god? That's interesting. You woke me up from my sleep. Come and get me something to compensate me." Shipai could obviously feel the power of this voice, and his tone was a bit shocking. Even a human supreme being doesn’t take it seriously