Chapter 2872 The Wrath of the Sages

For millions of years, very few people rushed to do anything on the pilgrimage ladder.

That was not only a disrespect to the sages of the Southern Border Monster Race, but also an act of courting death.

Terrible suppression appeared instantly, as if a gigantic palm appeared above the sky, pressing down on Li Ye and Gu Ze like Mount Tai.

No matter whether it is the tens of feet of sword light or the huge body, under the palm of the hand, they all look extremely small.

boom!

At this moment, the entire Demon City was shaking violently, as if the sky was falling apart, and ancient formations emerged from the walls of the Demon City. At the same time, ancient fairy music sounded, and ancient bodies appeared in the sky, and the breath spread Wanli directly enveloped the entire Demon City.

Such an earth-shattering scene, even the monster clan who have lived in the demon city for countless years, are dumbfounded.

Because it has never been seen before.

Even some powerhouses at the level of Yaozun bowed down in front of the ancient figures!

"Those are all the incarnations of countless guardian demon gods in the demon city!"

An old ancestor exclaimed in surprise, with an excited expression.

The guardian demon god of the demon city is older than the sages of the southern border!

Even the latter, at least later generations know that it existed, and left some inheritance and footprints.

But for the former, there is only one legend.

"It is said that in the era when the world was first opened and all races were struggling and turbulent, Southern Border was once invaded by all kinds of terrifying enemies, and almost lost their lives. Countless people gathered in this demon city, the last stronghold of Southern Border! A desperate battle !"

"Yes, it is rumored that at that time, dozens of strong men appeared, and with their own souls and blood, they forged an unbreakable fortified city in the world, resisted the crazy attacks of those terrible enemies, and gave Southern Xinjiang and even the entire Shenzhou Won the respite."

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

Those ancient figures were transformed by the will of the demon god who used himself as a sacrifice to forge this demon city.

It will only appear when the demon city encounters a devastating disaster.

With the protection of the demon god, the demon city has not been turned into ruins.

After all, even the invincible and terrifying enemy who almost swept away the entire Three Realms never broke through this city, and naturally they won't now.

Just looking carefully, the huge palm above the sky, like the Five Fingers Mountain of the Tathagata Buddha, is directly pressed down with one palm, regardless of whether you are a descendant of the emperor's sect or a dark horse born out of nowhere, you are directly pressed under it at this moment.

"Little Lord!"

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

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

Everyone turned pale with astonishment.

The half-demon emperor is also a top figure, enough to establish a sect in the southern border and be worshiped by tens of thousands of people. But at this moment, he was helpless against the suppressing force.

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

"Yeah, don't talk about the half-demon emperor, even if a figure of the level of the holy emperor and demon king comes at this time, he can only stare blankly."

"For so many years, except for the Black Demon who dared to do something in that place a million years ago, now someone has once again aroused the anger of the sages of the past and directly suppressed it."

The Dark Demon from millions of years ago!

Quite a few of the younger generation were ignorant, but some of the older generation's powerhouses, especially the ancestor-level demon clan, all had a look of shock on their faces after hearing the words.

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

"Dark Demon, if the Dark Demon back then hadn't fallen into the demonic way and formed a massacre, he would be one of the most likely candidates to break through that place, and even a peerless evildoer who is expected to never be a sky demon."

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

That is true invincibility, even more perverted than today's Mr. Wuya and Princess Shengyaomen.

"Yeah, a generation of black demons can't forget even after a million years. After all, just stepping into the realm of the next demon emperor, he killed the upper demon emperor with his own hands, severely injured a half demon emperor, and wiped out his family. There hasn't been a second one in ten thousand years!"

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

"One is a descendant of Dimen, and the other is a dark horse born out of nowhere. It would be a pity if both of them died on it."

The older generation of demon clans did not wish that the southern border had been silent for 100,000 years, and now, like a blowout, a number of evil geniuses appeared, and two of them died at once.

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

Both of them are dead?

Not only the many monster races were concerned, but the princess of the Holy Demon Gate who just woke up from the inheritance also saw the scene of the huge palm descending from the sky.

"He will be fine!"

No one noticed the change in the expression on Princess Shengyaomen's face.

Even the scourge from the Nine Heavens can be carried over without dying. To this extent, it cannot be compared with the endless thunders on the valley back then.

But Young Master Wu Ya and Jue Wu Mie don't think so.

"Gu Ze is too impulsive."

Young Master Wu Ya shook his head, originally he wanted to subdue Gu Ze and become his top warrior, but now he felt a little regretful.

Jue Wumie didn't make a sound. For him, even if Gu Ze also belonged to the descendant of the Dimen, he had already opened the gap too far. There are only two opponents in his eyes, Princess Wuya and Princess Shengyaomen.

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

The three of them now seem to be standing on the clouds, looking down at the common people from high.

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

"Look! The suppression is not over yet!"

The crackdown is not over yet?

Only then did many people realize that if both of them had died under the suppression just now, the huge palm transformed by the suppression would naturally disappear. But looking at it now, the suppression is still going on, which means that some people are using their own strength to resist the suppression that was transformed by the will of countless ancient sages in southern Xinjiang, and want to escape from below.

"Is this possible?"

"Damn, this is too perverted? Sure enough, no one who can set foot on the 30,000th floor of the pilgrimage ladder is an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people? Geniuses are no different from trash in front of them! But it's perverted enough to be able to resist this suppression."

"Yeah, with this kind of suppression, any demon emperor will be instantly annihilated into a puddle of flesh. Even if he is a half-demon emperor, it's probably not enough. If he doesn't die, he will lose half his life."

One by one the monster clan exclaimed, and at this time several strong men in Lushuiyuan also had a glimmer of hope.

"It must be the young master!"

Other monster races also think the same way, and those who can resist this kind of suppression must not be ordinary people.

"The descendants of the Dimen are worthy of being the descendants of the Dimen. In my opinion, even if Gu Ze is not as good as the top three, he can definitely rank among the top five in Southern Xinjiang!"