"The Sword Saint in Green Shirt..."
Mu Chen looked at the blue shirt sitting next to the undead lord, his eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes seemed to be solemn. The man in front of him was also a pinnacle powerhouse who had been well-known in the world for many years, and he was not inferior to Emperor Yan, Wu Ancestor.
In this way, in this hall, there are already three people in the late stage of the holy product. The patriarchs or elders of the five ancient tribes, although they are all in the middle stage of the holy product, are not inferior with the help of the town's holy artifacts in the tribe. In the late Shengpin.
Coupled with the number of hidden old monsters, they were also invited by Daqian Posts this time. Adding up, it is also comparable to two or three of the late sacred products.
So at this time, in this hall, almost half of the peak power of the Great Thousand World was gathered, and the lineup was terrifying.
"Since Brother Qingshan has arrived, then our Great Thousand Alliance can begin." Qin Tian smiled slightly when he saw the arrival of the Sword Saint in Qingshan.
As he said, he glanced away and said in a low voice: "Emperor Yan and Wuzu would also be here, but the evil clan outside the territory suddenly attacked the endless fire and martial realm. The two need to sit down and cannot get out for the time being."
As soon as this statement came out, there was a slight commotion in the hall, and many Heavenly Sovereigns looked solemn.
"It seems that the evil race outside the territories really wants to take action against the hills of the Northern Desolation. Otherwise, they won't try their best to hold the Emperor Yan and the Martial Ancestor." The Sword Saint Qingshan sighed slightly, but in those eyes, it was There is a cold light emerging, that cold light, sharp and sharp.
Beside him, the drooping eyes of the undead lord with white hair and full of twilight also lifted up. On the face of the gully, it exudes a sorrowful air at this moment: "I am the guardian of the tomb, guard Forty-eight thousand years in the Northern Desolate Hill, only waiting for the completion of the Great Thousand Covenant this time, it will be complete. If the evil race outside the territory wants to destroy, then my family of tomb-keepers will take a good fight with them. "
When he spoke, the entire body space was trembling violently, and that trace of cold killing intent caused many Heavenly Sovereigns to slightly change color.
This undead lord guards the hills of the Northern Desolation, and has never touched the world, but once something touches their bottom line, they are lunatics.
Qin Tian also nodded, and said in a deep voice, "If the evil races from outside the territories really dare to commit the crime, I won't let them succeed. No matter what, as long as the seal formation runs again, the life imprint of the evil god that day can be stamped. The erasure, at that time, I can enjoy peace in the world without fear of evil races outside the territory."
"As it should be!"
In the main hall, many heavenly sages all said in a deep voice, and many ancient books have clearly indicated the terrible evil god that day. If he is allowed to escape, countless creatures in the world will be in catastrophe. At that time, who Neither is immune.
"Although the evil races outside the territory have some plans, they are not so easy to succeed. The hill of the Northern Desolation is enveloped by the'Great Thousand Transformation Demon Array' arranged by the immortal emperor. The strength of the late emperor is also difficult to destroy."
"And we only need to urge the seal within this time to obliterate the evil god that day." Qin Tian said in a vigorous voice as he looked at the crowd.
Everyone nodded and said, "It's all based on King Qin's orders."
Qin Tian is not only the Great Thousand Palace Slayer Demon King, but also the lord of the Great Thousand Palace, and the mission of the Great Thousand Palace is to gather all the forces and fight together against powerful enemies when the world is in danger.
"Then you will be troubled." Qin Tian also looked solemn, and clasped his fists at everyone present.
"Senior Qin Tian, when shall we start?" Mu Chen asked Qin Tian, looking at Qin Tian.
"The Great Thousand Transformation Demon Array has cycled for a thousand years, and there are still a few hours left. When the cycle is complete, you can reinject strength and urge it." Qin Tian said in a harmonious voice.
Mu Chen nodded slightly, and then stopped to say more, preparing to close his eyes slightly, waiting for the opportunity.
But at this moment, his eyes moved suddenly, but he was looking at the black robe and white haired immortal master who kept staring at him, making him a little inexplicable.
"This little friend..." The Immortal Lord stared at Mu Chen, the old face that was full of gullies, and that seemed a little sullen, seemed to have climbed into some rare soft colors at this time.
Mu Chen was startled slightly, and said hurriedly: "Older people just call me Mu Chen."
This immortal lord was extremely senior, and even Qin Tian called out an old senior, he naturally maintained a certain respect.
"Ha ha."
The immortal lord seemed to smile, and said, "Little friend, I heard that you have obtained the immortal identity of the lord? I wonder if you can let the old man see you?"
When Mu Chen heard the words, he hesitated slightly, and then nodded. With a thought, a glazed light radiated from behind, and a glazed figure was sitting quietly in the glazed light. Although there was no movement, it was exuding eternity. The energy of the years, as if immortal, a magical power, quietly rippling in the hall.
In the main hall, all their gazes were concentrated behind Mu Chen. They looked at the ancient glazed figure with a look of wonder. After all, this immortal body has never been seen since the ancient war. The world.
Only Mahetian had a gloomy look in his eyes and his face was full of unwillingness.
The Immortal Lord stared tightly at the glazed figure, the gully on his face seemed to be loosened, and there was a color of remembrance in his eyes, and he whispered: "Unexpectedly, the old man will see the immortal body one day. "
With that, he bent slightly towards Mu Chen.
Seeing his actions, Mu Chen didn't know what to do. After all, with the qualifications and identity of the undead lord, in the entire world, I am afraid that no one can make him bow and bow.
"The old man is a shameless kid." Mu Chen smiled bitterly.
The immortal master shook his head and said, "The immortal emperor left his last life. If the immortal new master appears, my family of tomb-keepers will take it as the master and listen to his orders."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked, even Qin Tian and the Sword Saint in Qingshan were slightly moved to look at Mu Chen.
We must know that this family of tomb-keepers belonged to the direct line of the immortal emperor. They were extremely loyal to the immortal emperor and were regarded as gods, and they possessed the legacy of the immortal emperor. Therefore, after these tens of thousands of years, they also possessed extremely strong Strength is an indispensable and important force in the world.
If this family of tomb-keepers were to be the master of Muchen, then the power of Mu Chen's might really be able to rank among the forefront of the world, compared to the five ancient clans, they are only strong but not weak.
In the main hall, many eyes were shocked, and the corners of Mahetian's mouth twitched, and there was a look of terror in his eyes. If Mu Chen really had this help, even if he did not rely on the ancient Buddha, he would be able to stabilize them. Ancient Maha tribe.
This shocked him, and was a little annoyed. Originally, this kind of opportunity should belong to their ancient Maha clan, but now, it all fell on Mu Chen's head.
There was also the Emperor Xitian, who was also full of emotions, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not end up with Mu Chen. This kid is now a master, and in the future, he will inevitably aspire to the top of the world. It is not allowed to be another martial ancestor.
Mu Chen was also a little shocked by this. He obviously did not expect that the Immortal Emperor would have such a last death. However, after being shocked for a moment, he also recovered his calm, and said in deep thought: "The old predecessors value the kid too much, Shou Tomb people guarding the hills of the North Desolate is admirable. The younger generations do not have the qualifications to point out their hands. Therefore, if this is the main word, the older generations need not be too serious, and everything is important to protect the peace of the great world."
The strength of the tomb guards is undoubtedly jealous, but Mu Chen is not stupid, because his strength is too strong, even with the death of the immortal emperor, he is afraid that it will be difficult to really control, forcibly claiming to be the master , But it will cause a rebound.
Hearing this, the undead lord seemed to smile slightly, and didn't say much. He naturally understood Mu Chen's worries. Now Mu Chen wants to truly become the master of the tomb guard, but he is slightly not enough. But if one day he can reach the height of the immortal emperor, the tomb-keepers will be the master of him.
In the main hall, as the Undead Lord stopped speaking, quietness was restored, but many gazes passed by Mu Chen again, and there was a little more awe.
In this silence, three hours passed quickly.
And when the time of that last breath passed, the broken ground of the northern barren hill suddenly shook violently like an earth dragon tumbling.
Roar!
The earth quaked, in the depths of the earth, there seemed to be a roar resounding, and that roar contained infinite power of destruction, as if it could change the sky and the day, and turn things around.
On the black square, the upside-down copper coffins also shook at this time, and rainbows of spiritual power burst out of them, quickly connected to each other, just a few breaths, only to see the sky above the northern barren hill. , Is to form a rugged, ancient formation.
The big formation seemed to have an array of Sanskrit sounds, suppressed by infinite power, and calmed down the tumbling ground.
In the Great Thousand Palace, Qin Tian suddenly stood up at this moment, his face was cold and stern, his robe was hunting and hunting, and the powerful coercion swept through his body and enveloped the world.
"Everyone, the hour has come, ready to operate the big formation, and wipe out the last life imprint of the evil god that day!"
In the main hall, all the heavenly sages burst into cold light, and a deep voice resounded.
"I'm waiting for my order!"
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