After the Middle Ages, the demon clan dominated the vast world, and even the human race, the celestial race, the Shura clan, the Shenfeng clan and other major races had to retreat.

Not to mention the small tribe in the endless sea?

Niu Qingtian, born after the Middle Ages, is the strongest among the ten billion descendants of the Holy Bull King, and the nominal controller of this great demon kingdom.

"Your Majesty is extremely powerful. He killed the high priest of the human race in one battle. Even if many small tribes do not completely surrender to us, they may not dare to surrender to the human race. If we take action, we will force them to surrender to the human race."

The giant bull lie down, his tail shaking, and his voice muffled:

"It's still not good to take action without authorization, not good."

The giant bull lies across the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds, and disagrees with what Niu Qingtian said.

After all, the fate of the vast family and the victory or defeat of the war are definitely not something that can be controlled by the three or two small tribes. What really determines all this is the confrontation between the seventy-two great saints of the demon clan, His Majesty the Demon Emperor and the Human Emperor and the King of the Human Clan.

"Niu Batian, you have returned from the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, but you are becoming more and more timid."

Niu Qingtian snorted coldly, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

The Realm of Ten Thousand Demons is a general term for countless demons in the Immortal Monument of the Dique. The time flow rate within it is different. It has been practiced for ten thousand years, but it is equivalent to a vast day.

Many geniuses in the demon clan, and even many great saints in the demon clan, also practice in it.

In fact, many major clans also have similar blessings to the world, and they can be practiced by their future generations.

After all, the vast time and space are touching but cannot be changed.

However, most of them are not as good as the human race that can cross the heavens.

Niu Batian returned from the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, not only has his cultivation increased greatly, but his personality has also undergone tremendous changes.

It is not easy to use the same command as before.

"Brother Qingtian, you haven't been to the realm of Ten Thousand Demons for too long! The feeling of being in charge of a country is so beautiful, but it makes you forget that the reason why my demon clan can dominate the vast world is not because of the large number of people, but because of the unparalleled power of Your Majesty."

Niu Batian made a loud noise and shook the clouds all over the sky:

"All power belongs to us is the basis for our establishment!"

"You are teaching me a lesson?"

Niu Qingtian suddenly turned around, his eyes exploded, and his words were extremely cold.

The two cows looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The Holy Bull King is still strong, and his descendants are tens of billions of dollars, so they can stand out among the tens of billions of monsters. Naturally, these two bulls are not just because they are old.

In fact, there has never been a saying among the demon clan that the size is different based on the year and month.

"I don't dare."

After a moment, Niu Batian shook his head slightly and exhaled like thunder: "I'm just admonishing my elder brother."

"Hahaha!"

Niu Qingtian suddenly smiled, his tone was sarcastic:

"You tell me why I didn't enter the realm of all demons?"

Niu Batian was stunned.

The quota for practice in the Immortal Monument of Dique is quite precious. Ordinary demons are naturally not qualified to enter and practice, but Niu Qingtian is naturally not ineligible.

He just thought that his eldest brother was fascinated by power, and he ignored his practice.

Could it be that there is something hidden?

"I was born at the end of the Middle Ages and entered the realm of ten thousand demons several times. I don't know if it was hundreds of millions or billions of years of practice. I have opened up one realm to the end of one realm, and I have achieved half a step in innateness! After that, I have never entered it again. Do you know why?"

Niu Qingtian didn't hide it, and spoke directly, the sound waves were shocking, which shocked:

"How can there be a sacred saint in the world who can achieve hard cultivation?! The seventy-two great saints of my demon clan, and even the supreme demon emperor, have all achieved success in great disasters and disasters! If there are no chance, there will be another billion years or tens of billions of years, you and I will not be able to achieve the innate success!"

"In the Middle Ages, when all races competed for the enemy, many sacreds were born. After the Middle Ages, even if our demon race dominated the vast land, there was no sacred achievement, because it was too comfortable!"

"If there is no great power, how could we achieve the sacred day?"

Niu Qingtian's aura was so powerful that it rushed straight into the sky, and the shaking sea of ​​clouds kept churning.

"The sacred will come out in the great disaster"

Niu Batian's body was shocked, he stood up and breathed rapidly: "Brother means"

"I want to take action to stir up the storm, both for the demon clan and for myself."

Niu Qingtian said slowly, his breath fell down:

"You said the small clan is not worthy of attention, but I don't know that when my demon clan dominated the human race, it was just a small clan!"

"Brother, I dare to be the first in the world"

Niu Batian exclaimed, as if he was convinced: "I will only follow my elder brother."

His high head lowered, covering up a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

But I underestimated Niu Qingtian.

If Niu Qingtian had not tried his best to temper his character in the realm of all demons and no longer recklessly as he had done back then, Niu Qingtian would never have said this.

"If that's not the case, how can we make a breakthrough?"

Niu Qingtian gently patted the giant bull's shoulder and said:

"If we grasp the general trend, maybe we will have a first-line opportunity."

"yes."

Niu Batian nodded and asked, "How should I do it?"

"The Sea Dragon Clan has a sacred place to take charge. Although it is a small clan, it cannot be neglected. Let's take action from other small clans first. Gathering sand and forming a tower. Even if the Sea Dragon Clan has a sacred, it must bow its head under the general trend."

Niu Qingtian's eyes were deep, and through the endless sea of ​​clouds, he looked at the vast continent at the end of the endless sea.

In other words, the human territory defends several cities on the frontier.

Jinghai City, Sifang City, Dingyu City and Xiaoyao City

Xiaoyao City is located on the edge of the human territory, adjacent to the endless sea, and belongs to the original Holy Martial Kingdom. At this time, the human cities of the Holy Pan Kingdom stand on the frontier together, facing the demon kingdom ruled by the Holy Cow King across the sea.

The original Xiaoyao City was not large, with a population of only one billion and an army of only hundreds of thousands. Looking at it, the Huang Dynasty was insignificant.

But after Gu Shaoshang became the Holy Pan King and succeeded to the throne of the high priest, this city also soared and became a giant city with a population of tens of billions, an army of hundreds of millions, and a gathering of strong people.

Every day, countless warriors come to Xiaoyao City to make pilgrimage and settle here.

Let the new Xiaoyao City Lord Gao Jinyang be very busy, and the banquet will last for ten thousand years!

"Close the door, close the door!"

On this day, after sending a certain marquis away, the new city lord Gao Jinyang waved his hand in a very annoyed state:

"From today, the city will be mainly in seclusion and will never see guests again!"

"I'm afraid it won't work."

A graceful jade red dress with a graceful body responded with a serious response:

"A few days later, the Marquis of Sifang came to visit with his son Fang Lin. Although the Marquis of Sifang is not as famous as the Marquis of Jinghai, he cannot be neglected by one family and two marquises."

"The Marquis of Sifang, the Marquis of Love and Good!"

Gao Jinyang kneaded his temples and two more marquises were there.

Since ten thousand years ago, after Gu Shaoshen was killed and appointed as the Holy King Pan and succeeded as the high priest, the name of Xiaoyao City has already spread to the sky!

Especially the three dynasties are united, the kings and princes of the two dynasties of Dihuang and Manghuang are also curious about this legendary high priest.

Over the past ten thousand years, Gao Jinyang has seen countless kings and princes!

"These kings and princes come to visit to the elders."

Gao Jinyang sighed and spoke.

But before he finished speaking, Yu Hongyi flatly refused: "The four-sided marquis, one or two marquises are naturally amazing, but they are not qualified to be received by the elders!"

Now Gu Shaoshu is in the divine emperor's court, and his reputation is not inferior to that of the new Human Emperor.

Gu Jiu's identity naturally rose. Don't talk about the marquis, even if the prince comes to visit, he will disappear if he doesn't like to see him.

Although the Sifang Hou has a respectable status, in Yu Hongyi's eyes, he is not as noble as Gu Jiu.

"There's nothing to do."

Gao Jinyang was in a headache and secretly hated why he had taken on such a chore.

However, compared to the past that I couldn't look back on, I'm already much better now.

"The capable work harder."

A smile seemed to flash across Yu Hong's face.

Gao Jinyang shook his head, ignored her, and walked towards the inner courtyard.

“I’m getting stronger and stronger”
To be continued...