Chapter 1654: 300 Holy Land, Destroyed!

.. , back to earth as a magic stick

The undead screamed, and the heroic souls who had died in battle were wearing armor and holding long swords, and lined up neatly in the air.

The monks of the Three Hundred Holy Lands stared blankly at the sky, their eyes were lax, and their hearts were filled with despair.

Those monks who experienced the war three thousand years ago have now become the high-level officials of the major holy places, and they are all powerful above the real martial arts level.

But they all knelt in this Golden Flood Holy Land.

Everyone looked at the return of the demon warriors they had beheaded, their eyes were tearing, and some monks were even frightened to death, and their souls were imprisoned!

The three great emperors knelt on the ground, staring at Zhang Ziling with endless hatred in their eyes.

They already knew that Zhang Ziling had come prepared. Not only could they not get out of this Golden Flood Holy Land today, but even the orthodoxy outside might be razed to the ground by Zhang Ziling's saints.

"Devil Emperor! I curse you to die!" Emperor Zixu roared at Zhang Ziling, "The gods will take everything from you, and will leave you with nothing again!"

"God King, will help us avenge!"

Zhang Ziling looked at Emperor Zixu calmly, not paying any attention to his roar.

Now that the lairs of the ancient gods in Xuanxiao Continent have been razed, their three hundred holy lands are at best a remnant of evil, not even a small wave can be turned over.

Zhang Ziling's attack on the three hundred holy places was purely to give an explanation to the dead heroes in the Demon Palace.

Without responding to Emperor Zixu, Zhang Ziling turned to look at the dead souls in the sky, his eyes were extremely deep.

Su Xiaoxuan, who was hiding in the distance, stared blankly at the shocking scene in the sky, and was too shocked to speak.

Ever since she followed the Devil Emperor, she encountered shocking events one after another.

The souls of the dead three thousand years ago are still living in this world?

"Heroes..."

Zhang Ziling's voice echoed in the sky, the roar of the dead souls gradually disappeared, and all the heroic souls looked at Zhang Ziling.

A heroic soul in armor walked to the front of the sky full of dead souls, fell to the ground,

He knelt down facing Zhang Ziling.

"Angel in the Devil's Palace, Sky Blue Devil Hou, Wentian, welcome back the Devil Emperor!"

Afterwards, another heroic soul with a strong aura fell to the ground, knelt down towards Zhang Ziling, and shouted: "The third army under the command of the demon palace town angel, Gong Yun, the chief commander of all demons, welcomes the demon emperor back!"

"The twelfth palace of the fifth army under the command of the demon palace royal angel, the demon general blood in the palace, welcome the return of the demon emperor!"

"The demon envoy..."

"Demon Guard..."

One after another, powerful heroic spirits fell to the ground, announcing their titles to Zhang Ziling, their voices overwhelming.

This is their glory!

The monks of the Three Hundred Holy Lands looked at the endless heroic souls in horror, their bodies trembling violently.

Those titles were once their nightmares.

They seem to have seen again those brave and skilled soldiers of the Demon Palace three thousand years ago.

Back then, a single warrior in the Demon Palace could tear apart five or more monks of the same rank, and the saints in the Demon Palace could beat the Emperor.

The Three Hundred Holy Lands paid an extremely heavy price in order to destroy the Demon Palace. It was a tragic war that none of the monks of the Three Hundred Holy Lands wanted to look back on.

Some of them have seen with their own eyes that a demon envoy from the Tiangong Realm of the Demon Palace swallowed three hundred elders from the True Martial Realm of the Holy Land alive.

They have also seen that the demon general who suppressed the palace alone beheaded three hundred and tens of thousands of monks in the Holy Land!

There is also the sword of the Ten Thousand Demons who slays the saint, and the angel in charge who uses the body of a saint to block the emperor alone...

And that Immortal Emperor Tayue... Fighting against the Five Emperors alone.

The soldiers of the Demon Palace have created one legend after another, but there are too many people in the Three Hundred Holy Lands, too many saints, plus the betrayal of the Demon Palace by the Emperor Zhaixing and the Emperor Swallowing Stars, the Demon Palace cannot escape the fate of extinction after all...

Although the Demon Palace is dead, those horrifying achievements are forever engraved in the souls of the three hundred monks of the Holy Land.

The monks of the Three Hundred Holy Lands thought they had forgotten those frightening scenes, but when they saw the dead souls...

The fear that had been buried in the depths of the memory all gushed out at this moment.

Looking at the thousands of undead kneeling to him, Zhang Ziling's eyes were already moist.

In fact, Zhang Ziling had a lot to say, but thousands of words came to Zhang Ziling's mouth, and finally turned into one sentence:

"I'm back……"

Three thousand years is too long, and the bones of the demon palace warriors have long since disappeared. Now these are said to be dead souls, but they are just a sliver of their consciousness.

Zhang Ziling could not revive them long ago.

Now the only thing Zhang Ziling can do for them is revenge.

The reason why the consciousness of many Demon Palace fighters are unwilling to disperse is to wait for Zhang Ziling's return, to watch the Demon Emperor suppress the Three Hundred Holy Lands and avenge them.

Now that they saw the return of the Devil Emperor, and those three hundred holy land monks kneeling on the ground, their wish...

It's over.

The heroic souls wailed loudly, their cries shaking the heavens.

They have waited three thousand years for this day!

Zhang Ziling turned around, looked indifferently at the monks of the Three Hundred Holy Lands, and shouted loudly:

"Soldiers...you will accompany this emperor for the last time to vent out the anger that has been stagnant for three thousand years! Follow this emperor...to kill—!"

"kill--!"

The eyes of the dead souls all over the sky turned red, and their bodies were surrounded by demonic energy. With the blessing of Zhang Ziling's magical energy, they obtained the entity!

Shout to kill and shake the sky!

The world is in turmoil!

Endless souls of the dead rushed towards the monks of the three hundred holy places like a sea!

The monks of the three hundred holy places watched the overwhelming ghosts rushing towards them, with endless fear in their eyes.

"Damn it!" Emperor Zixu, Emperor Jiyan and Emperor Xujian wanted to resist, but they were ruthlessly pressured by Zhang Ziling, and the three Heaven Masters swung their swords to break the defense of the three!

In almost an instant, the dead souls of the Demon Palace tore apart the formation of the three hundred monks in the Holy Land, and blood stained the world red.

The monks who were beheaded by the souls of the dead also became souls of the dead, fighting together in the sky with the warriors of the magic palace.

The two torrents intertwined, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Zhang Ziling silently watched the dead souls fighting in the sky, tears streaming down his cheeks.

This is the only thing he can do for the soldiers of the Demon Palace.

From today, the Three Hundred Holy Lands...

will be completely destroyed.

Jin Ying was still kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the three great emperors being attacked and killed by countless undead, and finally fell to the ground exhausted, blood flowing.

The three great emperors standing at the top of the Xuanxiao Continent turned into dead souls, fighting in the air, obliterating wave after wave of dead souls of the demon palace soldiers, and even the strong ones at the demon level were beheaded by the three great emperors off.

However, there are more and more heroic souls in the Demon Palace, but the aura of the three great emperors is getting weaker and weaker.

The souls of the three hundred holy land monks were all wiped out by the heroic souls of the soldiers of the Demon Palace, and the number of heroic souls of the soldiers of the Demon Palace was also decreasing.

The entire Jinjiao clan was killed in the dark.

After an unknown amount of time, the dead souls of the three great emperors were finally exhausted and were beheaded by the ten demon princes.

The monks of the three hundred holy lands all lost their souls.

After killing the three great emperors, the devils turned to salute Zhang Ziling with relieved expressions on their faces, and then turned into light dust and dissipated.

The dead souls all over the sky disappeared, leaving only a ruins and a few dozen people in the same line as Jin Ying.

Zhang Ziling silently looked at the ruins in front of him, and the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood.

Without speaking, Zhang Ziling turned and left.

On this day, Tiansheng went to Shenzhou...

Half the people.

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