Gu Xu said coldly, "Humph. You and I are both top-notch geniuses in the universe. Why do you have to do this?"
At the same time, a strange look flashed in Gu Xu's eyes, and the armor behind him slowly opened, revealing the black crescent tattoo on his back.
The black crescent moon actually moved, like a living thing, emitting a strange aura.
The sacred trees of the demon world.
The canopies of the sacred trees are layered and their area even exceeds that of the Holy Yuan Continent, where a large number of monsters and barbarians live.
And today, on a layer of leaves that looks like land, an elite army that has never been seen by the outside world is ready for battle.
This army was dressed in uniform black demon iron armor and arranged in square formations according to different tribes. There were tens of millions of people in total!
Even the monsters outside the Two Realms Mountain, which were the main attack of the demon world, pale in comparison to this army.
This army was formed by the demons and barbarians entirely for Dragon City. In order to seize the treasures of Dragon City, the demon world had been planning for thousands of years, so that this army did not participate in the two battles between the two worlds.
Among this army, the weakest monster is also the monster king!
The number of great demon kings actually reached one million, and the number of emperors actually reached ten thousand.
If there were no semi-saints to stop them, this army could almost wipe out any ethnic group.
Even facing an ordinary semi-saint, the Dragon City Army can win!
However, except for less than one-tenth of the elite troops in the Dragon City Army who were cultivated through their own training, the remaining 90% of the monsters were matured by external forces. The price was that they only had 30 years of life left and could never be promoted to a new level.
However, no matter what demon position they are in, their strength is exactly the same as that of the demon barbarians in the same demon position, and their strength has not been weakened in the slightest.
Right in front of this army of millions of elite demons and barbarians, there is a palace.
Everyone in the hall is a semi-saint.
The commander of this Dragon City Army is the Demon Saint Lion Altar.
And in the main hall, there was not only a lion altar, but also nine semi-saints.
Tens of millions of elite demons and barbarians plus ten semi-saints make up the complete Dragon City Army!
There was a strange aura emanating from the sky above this Dragon City Army, one that was extremely heavy and powerful.
They embody the destiny of the barbaric tribe.
This is an army that can influence the rise and fall of the entire monster tribe!
"His Majesty Guxu has already opened the black crescent moon, which means he has found a suitable location in the Falling Star Sea."
"What's the situation in Dragon City?"
"Due to the continuous changes and the great impact of His Majesty Gu Xu's canonization on Dragon City, the defense of Dragon City has suddenly declined. Now many cracks have appeared on the surface. We can use the Moon Tree to enter in advance. In ten days, the outermost defense of Dragon City will completely collapse, and the saints can enter directly without the help of external forces."
"According to the original plan, now is a good time for us to enter in a big way. Entering at this time will not consume too much power of the Moon Tree, and we can also enter ten days earlier than other tribes. With the ten saints joining forces, ten days is enough to sweep the outer city of Dragon City. As for the inner city and the main city, we will leave it for later."
"That's right. I heard Fang Yun was going to kill Gu Xu. Gu Xu has activated the black crescent moon, which means he is in danger. If we kill him now, what do you think Fang Yun will do?"
"Of course I was so scared that my legs went weak and I peed and shit myself!"
"Once we conquer the outer city of Dragon City, we will march towards Liangjie Mountain and exterminate the human race!"
"Hahaha… "
"Then we should prepare for a while longer?"
"We have been preparing for thousands of years! What's more, the sooner we enter, the happier His Majesty Guxu will be!" said Shi Tan.
The other nine saints looked at each other and nodded heavily.
Gu Xu is the future saint ancestor chosen by the demon world. If he can help Gu Xu this time, once Gu Xu is crowned as the ancestor, his contribution will be unimaginable, and he may even be promoted to a great saint.
"Then, open the Starry Sky Transmigration Channel and head towards Dragon City!"
"Heading towards Dragon City!"
All the saints roared together, and millions of elite demons and barbarians followed suit.
The clan fortune above them increased tenfold!
The will of the demon world has placed a heavy bet on them!
Dragon City, Sea of Falling Stars.
"Oh?" Fang Yun looked at Gu Xu with interest.
Gu Xu smiled and said, "You know that I am the leader of all the saints in the demon world. In the past, I would not compromise with you, but the strength you have shown proves that you are qualified to be on equal footing with me. How about this, you and I put aside our prejudices and have a negotiation to resolve the dispute between you, me and our two clans. If the negotiation fails, we can fight for life and death, how about that?"
Fang Yun smiled, and once again put the Zixia brush into the back of the inkstone and dipped it in thick ink.
Ao Zhou felt something was wrong and kept winking at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's eyes swept across Ao Zhou and then looked at Gu Xu.
"Okay, go ahead."
Fang Yun finished speaking kindly, and Zixia's pen fell on the holy page, with the calligraphy in the five realms, like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.
Nian Nujiao.
When Fang Yun merely wrote the name of the tune, the space shook thousands of miles away.
Gu Xu's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Why don't we negotiate first and then decide who is the better of us?"
"You tell me, I'll write, and we won't delay either. You'll have a chance to convince me before I finish writing, and we'll have the best of both worlds."
Fang Yun actually ignored Gu Xu's words and continued writing until he finished writing the entire poem.
Nian Nujiao, Kunlun Sword Formation!
The space of millions of miles was shaking, with ripples surging.
Some powerful beings in the Falling Star Sea had a bad premonition and moved away.
"Fang Yun, stop writing and listen to me..."
Fang Yun seemed not to have heard it and continued to write his first holy war poem.
Be it the previous "Million Years of Hidden Swords" or the "Song of the Wine", neither of them are holy war poems.
The characteristic of the Holy Way War Poetry is that the strokes start in black and end in grayish white, with half of the words referring to the common people and half referring to the common people.
Common people wore undyed cloth, which was grayish white.
The people wore cloth scarves, which were pitch black.
Whether it is "Nian Nujiao" or "Kunlun Sword Formation", the upper part of these seven characters is black, and the lower part is grayish white, which is particularly weird.
"Go ahead and I'll listen."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he didn't even look up at Gu Xu, but slowly put down his pen to write the main text of the poem.
Gu Xu wanted to go crazy, but he had some reservations, so he had to swallow his anger and said, "Okay, then you write slowly, but don't write the last word. Regarding the war between the two races, our demon world can withdraw our troops, but you humans need to pay tribute. One tribute per year is called the annual tribute. Not only do you have to pay tribute in the form of cloth, gold, silver, and delicacies, but you also have to pay tribute in the form of skilled craftsmen and beauties. The monarchs of all countries must send their princesses to my demon world to marry my demon genius."
Gu Xu spoke entirely in the form of holy thoughts, which instantly reached Fang Yun's ears.
While writing the text of the Holy Dao War Words, Fang Yun slowly said: "We humans do not pay tribute! We do not marry women! We do not cede land! We do not submit! The emperor guards the country's gates, and the saints die for the country!"
Fang Yun's every word was sonorous and powerful, and his words were like the will of heaven. The entire Falling Star Sea and even the entire Dragon City were lingering with these heart-wrenching words.
Even, it can trigger the sound of the Holy Word!
The invisible power of politics descends upon Dragon City.
While talking, Fang Yun finished writing the first stanza of the Holy Way War Lyrics.
Suddenly appearing, the vast Kunlun Mountains have seen all the beauty of the world.
Three million jade dragons flew up, making the whole sky cold.
Summer melts away, rivers overflow, and people become fish and turtles. Who has ever commented on the merits and demerits of the past
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