Chapter 1126 Eleven Saints

The World War I shocked the world. Although the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia did not kill any of the ancient sages of the Demon Race, it can be said that his clothes were not stained with blood, but he was destined to be famous all over the world. The strong must be in awe of him. Because, his strength is beyond doubt, and there is no need to prove it with blood.

"Although this life is not the world of the human race, but with you alone, you can protect the human race for a lifetime." The expressions of the ancient saints of the seven demons were very complicated. After a long time, they bowed to the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia, and then prepared to Turn around and leave.

Everyone was in a daze, forcing back the ancient sages of the seven demons with their own strength, what a powerful method this is.

"Since the seven have come here, most of them are looking forward to the future of the three races and ten thousand religions. In this case, why not go to the holy mountain and have a good talk. This is related to the human race, and it is also related to the demon and demon races." Peerless people Huang Sikongjia asked to stay with a smile, but he didn't put on a gesture, everything seemed so casual and natural.

The ancient sages of the seven demons all paused at the same time. After a moment of hesitation, they finally turned around and walked towards the holy mountain together with the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia.

"It's nothing if I wait for seven people to join forces, because if your human race can't even pass this level, then the human race really has no hope and future. It's not just our seven saints, there are some more powerful For the sake of the rise of the Demon Race in this life, they will definitely appear, and you should pay attention to the Peerless Human Sovereign." The seven ancient sages of the Demon Race did not hide anything, and reminded the Peerless Human Sovereign Sikong Jia.

Then, they walked to the ancient temple on the holy mountain and regained their indifference. They sat opposite the peerless emperor Sikong Jia, completely ignoring the others. Obviously, among the human race, there is only one peerless human emperor, Sikong Jia, who deserves their respect, and the others are still just ants in their eyes.

The spread of such words quickly made many strong people of the human race shocked and speechless. What kind of background does the demon race have? Is it true that saints are just cabbages on the roadside for them, and they can have as many as they want? ?

This night is destined to be a sleepless night, because according to the seven ancient sages, there will be other demon saints coming, and when the second day comes, will there be other saints from the human race? If you can rush there, can you suppress the demons and protect the future of the human race? If not, what will be the future of the human race?

During this night, I don't know how many people suffered from insomnia and remained silent for a long time. Everyone was expecting that such a night could last for a long time.

Compared with the worries of other powerful people in the human race, the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia was very calm. That night, he sat cross-legged in the ancient temple, seemingly meditating, and at the same time, asked some questions.

Ye Zhong, Zhong Li, Wu Houdao, and others all walked in and greeted him, especially Ye Zhong, who briefly described his experiences in these years in detail. At the same time, Ye Zhong secretly passed on all the information about the Human Emperor's Seal to the Peerless Human Emperor Sikong Jia, because he hoped that the Peerless Human Emperor Sikong Jia could really protect the future of the human race. Because from now on, Ye Zhong couldn't do these things.

That night, Ye Zhong sat with the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia, which made many warriors extremely envious, because at this moment, the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia is already somewhat beyond reach, like an absolute God like.

On the other side, the seven defeated ancient sages of the demon race were all sitting cross-legged. Their expressions were incomparably indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations. He closed his eyes and looked calm.

"Here we come!" an ancient sage said lightly.

Although this sentence is light, it can be regarded as a gesture of goodwill to the human race. This is to remind the strong of all races that the most difficult moment should come. The seven ancient sages of the demon race are nothing more than vanguards, and there will be even more powerful ancient saints of the demon race. In order to let the race decline from now on, there is no way to fight for anything in this life.

There was an indescribable feeling in everyone's heart. Although they were afraid, they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, but they also understood that it was really too difficult for the human race to support the sky with just a saint. ,too difficult. At this moment, the atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost oppressive, and an unknown number of people almost stopped breathing.

Finally, the divine bell in the holy mountain rang and spread throughout the wilderness. This was announcing that an extremely powerful saint was coming at this moment, and all the lords had to go to greet him.

However, at this moment, all the leaders of the human race did not move. They all silently watched the back of the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia, because he is the absolute backbone of this place.

Finally, everything came to an end. In the rising sun, three tall figures appeared at the end of the horizon. They were walking like dragons and tigers, and they were all wearing battle clothes. They were extremely cold. Things, obviously, the ancient sages of these demons are well prepared.

"Peace talks between the three clans? This is a joke. Without absolute strength, what kind of peace talks are there?" A cold voice came, mercilessly, still not paying attention to the human race. As for the monster race, they are even more not interested.

Soon the figures of the demon saints appeared first, carrying an aura that shook the world.

"It turns out that you have already come first, so let's go to the so-called holy mountain of the human race and have a look. I want to see who can sit down and talk with me."

In all directions, there began to be a statue of the ancient sages of the demon race, and there were eleven statues in total. Each of the ancient saints of the demon race had monstrous mana, as if a living god descended from the ancient land.

"The holy mountain of the human race, the legendary place where the last emperor of the human race left behind, we can go in and see what's so special about it!"

Those who came were not kind, these eleven ancient sages of the demon race did not deliberately do anything, they just walked together, but there was an overwhelming aura spreading out at the same time, making everyone unable to stand, and almost knelt down on the ground.

Everyone was shocked, how many saints are there in Demon Race Wanmai? There have been more than a dozen statues before, and now there are eleven more! Even if the peerless human emperor, Sikong Jia, has the supreme beauty, even if the leader Zixuan arrives in time, how can he fight against so many ancient sages of the demon race! Besides, this is probably not all. Who knows how many ancient sages of the demon race have not appeared?

At this moment, everyone is desperate!

This was not an equal confrontation in the first place. If there was a real battle, the ancient sages of these demons would definitely have an overwhelming advantage. Because people have not forgotten that there are still two ancient sages of the demon clan who keep a low profile beside Mo Shaodi. Together, these ancient saints have unimaginable power.

Above the sky, above the altar where Xuanyuan Sword was located, traces of faint sword energy hung down.

"Hehe, the aura of the Heavenly Emperor, is it the Xuanyuan Sword, the legendary emperor's weapon? I want to see clearly, what is the difference between this thing and the emperor's weapon refined by our demon king." An ancient sage looked up at the sky , and then sneered.

Many people trembled in their hearts. Is this a provocation? Could it be that the Demon Race Wanmai is planning to enter the human race's stronghold and compete for the emperor's soldiers?

"Let's say a few words less, if this sword comes, half of us will fall." An ancient sage reminded.

"It doesn't matter, if the human race wants to act in this way, it is just in line with our wishes. I know that at least two of the demon king's emperor's way and emperor's soldiers are aiming at this place at this moment. If they really make a move, the outcome is hard to say." Another ancient Saint sneered.

Obviously, even facing Xuanyuanjian, the imperial soldier of the Golden God Dynasty, these eleven ancient sages of the demon race are simply unscrupulous. In their eyes, if Xuanyuanjian really dares to take action, it will definitely be suppressed .

Two Emperor Dao soldiers of the Mozun confronted an Emperor Emperor soldier of the Zhongtian Yellow Emperor. If such invincible soldiers really confronted each other, the result would not be acceptable to anyone.

At this moment, all the human races present were startled. Originally Xuanyuan Sword could bring them a false sense of security, but even this sense of security has been stripped away at this moment, making them clear that even if they are in the holy mountain of human race at this moment, But if the Demon Race is willing, they can still destroy all the races.

Everyone is almost suffocating. Facing such a strong Eleven Ancient Sages of the Demon Race, how can people contend.

Among the ancient halls of the holy mountain of the human race, the legendary Zhongtian Yellow Emperor stayed in this hall. It was here that the Zhongtian Yellow Emperor fought against the Chiyou Demon God.

Therefore, this hall has a scene of an emperor soaring into the sky, as if no matter how many people come, they can all be accommodated in it.

It is said that the human emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Golden Dynasty all set foot on the human throne here.

In the center of the hall, the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia sat cross-legged, and behind him were Ye Zhong and others, as well as many human leaders. On the opposite side, there are seven ancient sages of the demon clan and a large number of demon clan powerhouses. There is another direction, where the powerhouses of the demon clan gather, and the four major demon masters all have ups and downs in their eyes, not knowing what they are thinking.

The old patriarch of the Wind Clan walked out. Although he only had a semi-holy cultivation level, he stood alone at the entrance of the main hall at this moment, staring at the outside, ready to meet the eleven ancient sages of the demon clan.

"I thought the human race had the confidence to hold a grand meeting of three races and ten thousand religions here. Now what I saw, a half-sage dared to come to see us!"

A cruel smile sounded at this moment, and the eleven ancient saints of the demon race entered the hall. They looked around, and there was a hint of murderous intent in the corner of their mouths.

If there is a chance, obviously, they will definitely make a move.