"Taiyi, tell me, what happened, how did Ji Meng fall, and who killed Ji Meng?"

In the silent hall, Di Jun's cold and majestic voice sounded.

Di Jun looked at Ji Meng's body, feeling not angry but confused.

To know.

Ji Meng is a powerful person at the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. There are twenty-one powerful people at the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal in his heaven.

In this world, only a saint can kill it!

Except for a few saints in the Ancient Taoist Temple, only Zulong, the Second Saint of the West, and Yuanshi Tianzun had this strength in the ancient world.

But Zulong has retired to seclusion, the West does not care about the affairs of the East, and Yuanshi has just become a saint, who will it be?

If he is not a saint, then which Hunyuan Golden Immortal has this ability?

Di Jun was puzzled.

"Brother, this is what happened..."

Taiyi calmed down and told what happened.

It turns out that Demon Saint Ji Meng is responsible for the army on the east route and is conducting external conquests.

They bypassed Kunlun and arrived at the edge of the new land.

Here, they met a brand-new ethnic group, the "Five Spirit Tribe".

The people of the Wuling Tribe are strong-minded and will not allow anyone to enter their territory, otherwise they will fight to the death.

Ji Meng ignored it and still commanded the army to enter the territory of the Five Spirit Tribe.

However, they were blocked by tens of millions of Five Spirit Clan members.

There were even dozens of people who had reached the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal who stood in the way.

Even dozens of generals died in the heavenly army.

This aroused Ji Meng's dissatisfaction, and he went out personally, together with another demon saint, to kill millions of Five Spirit Tribe creatures.

Just when the heavenly army was planning to attack Huanglong and occupy the entire area of ​​the Five Spirit Clan.

Suddenly, a monstrous hand appeared in the sky, which directly swept Ji Meng away.

Smashed into the Kunlun Mountains, the soul turned into ashes, but the body was preserved.

And the tens of millions of troops brought by Ji Meng were even more numerous.

"Brother, I heard this described by a soldier who escaped and returned to heaven. However, that soldier was only a Golden Immortal.

Still a logistics soldier, he didn't feel the level of that big hand. He only knew that it blocked the sky and shook the sky!

Quiet.

There was silence in the Lingxiao Palace.

All the demon saints, demon gods, and demon kings all looked shocked.

With just one transformed big hand, he destroyed a being at the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, which shows that that big hand is definitely extremely powerful.

Is it a saint-level existence?

"Report to Your Majesty that there is something unusual in the army on the west route!"

At this moment, a Daluo Jinxian demon clan flew into the Lingxiao Palace and half-kneeled to report to Emperor Jun.

"what's going on?"

Fuxi asked hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, the army on the west route, the commander of the ghost carriage, has fallen!"

When the Daluo Jinxian demon clan said these words, big beads of sweat were already oozing out from his forehead.

I saw him tremblingly handing a bead to Fuxi and saying in a trembling voice.

"This is the message left by the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint before his death!"

"Go and call in the soldiers who reported the news!"

Fuxi glanced at the beads and then gave instructions with a wave of his hand.

"Follow the order!"

Then Fuxi invaded the beads with his spiritual thoughts and examined them.

The reason why Fuxi came to check was because Fuxi needed to explore the way for Dijun.

Although Di Jun didn't want Fu Xi to take risks, after all, his sister was his mistress.

But Fuxi insisted on doing this. As a minister, he must have this sense of responsibility.

Soon, Fuxi opened his eyes.

"what's the situation?"

Tai asked hurriedly.

Fuxi handed the bead to Taiyi, looked at Dijun and said seriously.

"There is only one sentence in the bead, that big hand..."

"The big hand?"

Di Jun looked stunned, a little confused.

"Obviously, Gui Che was also beaten to death by a big hand!"

Fuxi's words immediately made Di Jun's eyes narrow and he showed a shocked expression.

"You mean...'

"Well, it seems that mysterious and powerful people appear in all new worlds around us. This is true in the east, and it is true in the west, so it should also be true in the south and north..."

"Report!"

At this moment, a slightly panicked voice suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a furious figure rushed in.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong is that the Northern Wilderness was occupied by a mysterious and powerful man who suddenly appeared. Our five million troops stationed in the Northern Wilderness were basically destroyed. Even the Black Panther Demon Saint fell among them!"

boom!

After the messenger finished his report, the entire Lingxiao Palace was immediately shocked.

All the demon kings, demon gods, and demon saints were in an uproar.

First there was Ji Meng, and then there was Gui Che. When did so many strong men appear in the prehistoric times?

Could it be that Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian really exists?

The gods frowned and talked a lot.

At this time, Gui Che's subordinates were brought up. After some questioning, Di Jun knew what was going on.

It’s exactly the same as what happened with Ji Meng!

"It seems that in the ancient continent, there are indeed existences that we have to face up to. There are indeed existences equal to me. It seems that something big is going to happen in the ancient world."

And just when Di Jun was at his wits' end, the atmosphere in the Sihai Dragon Palace was also gloomy and filled with a chilling air.

"Ao Ping, how did the second ancestor die?"

Zulong, who was sitting on the dragon chair, roared with a cold look on his face.

"Ancestor Qi, we don't know either!"

Ao Ping was kneeling on the ground, shivering.

He could feel that the ancestor was on the verge of going berserk, and one bad thing was to kill the dragon to vent his anger.

"By the time we arrived, the second ancestor had already been killed by a man in black robes. Moreover, if he ordered our Dragon Clan to surrender to him, he would definitely eradicate the Dragon Clan and kill all the Sea Clan in the world!"

"hateful!"

With a crisp sound, a high-grade Lingbao-level dragon chair instantly shattered.

It can be seen how angry Zu Long is at this moment.

"Gather the four dragon kings and the twelve marshals to come to the Dragon Palace. I want..."

"Ancestor, it's not good, it's not good!"

Suddenly, an old man in gray robes flew quickly from outside and landed directly in front of Zulong. He didn't even bother to salute and said with a solemn expression.

"Old Ancestor, what's wrong is that the Western Sea was occupied by aliens and all the sea tribes were massacred. The Dragon King of the Western Sea, Ao Qin, died in the battle and was torn into pieces. A dragon's head was hung high, and the entire Western Sea fell!"

Quiet.

There was silence in the Dragon Palace.

All the real dragons had their bodies shaken violently, showing signs of shock.

Zu Long calmed down instead.

Scary calm.

Ao Ping, the current leader of the Dragon Clan, saw this and his dragon body trembled violently.

Because, the calmer Zulong is, the more he explains, the angrier he becomes.

"My ancestor, Dragon, has never left Wuliang Sihai since the day he founded the Dragon Clan. He didn't leave before, he won't leave now, and he won't leave in the future. I want to see who is so unscrupulous and wants to kill my Sihai Dragon Clan!

"Come here, gather an army for me. My ancestor, Dragon, will lead me to conquer it myself!"

Lin Yu didn't know about the great changes in the ancient world. Even Tongtong was kept in the dark. At this moment, Lin Yu was looking inward, watching the grand scene of the perfect world! .

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