Chapter 298: Yuan Mozu, the false demon **** comes

God's land is vast and boundless.

Even a **** in the Divine Sovereign Realm can't walk through the entire divine land in a lifetime.

Most people live in a corner.

Just this corner is enough for a powerhouse in the Divine Sovereign Realm to spend a lifetime.

Divine Land is not only human gods, but also a variety of sacred races.

In the Divine Land, a group of weak Yuanmo people lived on a territory called the Nether Demon Realm.

Yuanmo people were also one of the ten most famous demons in ancient times.

It's just that after millions of years of changes, the current Yuanmo people are extremely weak.

Especially facing the suppression of other demons, the status of the race is now even more precarious, and it may be driven out of the ancestral land on which it depends for survival.

This day.

All the Yuanmo people gathered in the depths of the earth.

There is a deep hall, and there is a huge dark red altar in the hall.

Thousands of Yuanmo people gathered around the altar, looking feverishly at the young woman on the altar.

This is the high priest of the Yuanmo clan.

The high priest had a beautiful face, a slender figure, a curvy body, and a fair skin like jade, except that there was a black mark between her eyebrows.

Other members of the Yuanmo clan looked very similar to her, with black marks on the eyebrows.

Yuanmo people, in terms of appearance, look completely different from other people of the demon people.

On the contrary, it is very close to human monks, not as huge and hideous as other demons.

But once the Yuanmo people activate the mark at the center of their eyebrows, their entire body will become huge and enter another fighting form.

"In ancient times, our Yuanmo clan was also one of the top ten demon tribes. But the world is unpredictable. For millions of years, our Yuanmo clan has been continuously suppressed by several other demon tribes, which has led to the decline of our clan. It’s time for life and death..."

The beautiful and **** high priest holds a bone staff in his hand, with a very solemn expression on his beautiful face.

"High priest, we Yuanmo people will never decline."

A young girl shouted from below.

Her voice immediately resonated with all Yuanmo people.

"The rise of the Yuanmo people!"

Thousands of people shouted at the same time.

The sound was rumbling, and the whole hall deep underground buzzed and shook.

The high priest raised the staff in his hand, looked excited, and said loudly: "My dear people, after nearly 100,000 years of preparation, we have finally restored this ancient altar. Next, we Can summon the Lord of the Demon of the Primordial Demon Realm again, and lead us of the Primordial Demon Race to glory again!

"Long live the Devil Lord!"

At this moment, all the fanatical Yuanmo people knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

The body of the high priest suddenly floated in the air, and the staff in her hand pointed at the dark red altar.

Then the high priest began to recite the ancient long spell.

As time passed, I saw the dark red altar, which began to lighten up gradually.

The gloomy red light illuminates this gloomy hall.

Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly became excited, looking at the red altar with expectant eyes.

The high priest still kept chanting spells.

The light of the red altar was getting stronger and stronger, and the whole hall was shining brightly.

"Lord Devil come here!"

The high priest yelled fiercely, and then she fell quickly from mid-air and knelt on the ground.

A blood-red beam of light rose into the sky, crossed the altar, and went straight out of the clouds.

next moment.

The blood-red beam of light disappeared instantly.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe, handsome features, fair complexion and imprints on his eyebrows suddenly appeared.

"Master Demon God is here!"

Seeing the middle-aged man on the red altar, all the Yuanmo people screamed wildly.

The high priest looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes fell on the black mark on his eyebrows, and he suddenly showed a beautiful smile.

The Yuanmo people prepared for nearly 100,000 years, and finally summoned Lord Demon God.

In ancient times.

The Lord Demon descended to the Divine Land, leaving behind his blood, and then he became the Yuanmo clan.

"Where is this?"

"I came in?"

"You really came in?"

The middle-aged man stood on the altar in a daze for a while, and said three words to himself in succession.

After speaking, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

The world on this side is too strong.

This clone of him is really not strong enough, and he can't penetrate it even if he tries his best.

It just so happened that he saw a summoning power.

Among this power, there is a demon **** from a certain demon world.

In order to come in, he gave up his original body at that time and took away the demon god.

Accompanied by the power of summoning, he quickly descended on the altar underground.

Due to the rush of the people who seized the house, the demon god's soul was also broken by him, resulting in no memory at all.

This made Wu De quite annoyed.

Yes, his original name was Wu De.

Wu De looked at the Yuanmo tribe who knelt down below, and yawned involuntarily.

He habitually put his hand to his mouth, preparing to smoke a big cigarette, but found to his frustration that his Zijin pipe was gone.

"Hey, I don't know which fellow in the same class stole my cigarette stick, which made me keep searching in the world..."

Wu De sighed and put his hand down angrily.

There is no way, he does not have a Zijin pipe now, nor can he solve his addiction.

However, entering this world still made him extremely happy.

Because when wandering outside before, he found a faint breath that made him feel extremely familiar.

If he didn't guess wrong, it's possible that his Zijin pipe is here.

But the world on this side was extremely vast, and he had robbed others of their bodies, and it was extremely difficult for him to find his own purple gold pipe.

It's better to settle down first, and then look for it slowly.

Wu De thought in his heart.

"You all get up."

Wu De slowly walked down the red altar and came to the front of the high priest.

The reason why he walked down from under the red altar was that he was afraid that if the group found something wrong with them, they would start the altar and teleport themselves back.

He finally entered this world in a curve way to save the country, to find his own Zijin Cigarette, he definitely can't go back.

As for the original body, it was floating in the void outside this world at this moment.

It's lonely and deserted, and there shouldn't be much of it.

"Master Demon God, our Yuan Mo Clan has encountered the suppression of the Bloodthirsty Demon Race, and now we are going to occupy our ancestral land, and the adults are also asked to come forward to repel the Bloodthirsty Demon Race.

The high priest raised his head and stared at the Lord Demon God in front of him with scorching eyes.

"What is the highest combat power of the bloodthirsty demon?"

With his hands on his back, Wu De tried his best to act like a demon king, lowered his voice, and asked pretendingly.

"The other party has a demon king of the gods, my lord!"

The high priest said quickly.

"Are you in the realm of gods?"

Wu De quickly felt his physical condition.

He turned out that this demon **** body was also the cultivation base of the gods, and now... he has replaced it with a more noble soul.

Wu De believed that he should be able to solve the demon of the bloodthirsty demon tribe with ease.

"go!"

With a wave of Wu De's hand, the men, women and children of the Yuanmo tribe led out of this hall.

Started his first battle into the Divine Land.