Overshadowing the Sky: Empress Proud of the World

Chapter 521 Unreliable

The guide for the first level of the demon tribe is a dragon horse whose bloodline is not very pure.

But just a trace of dragon and horse blood still allowed him to make rapid progress in his cultivation and become a semi-saint.

Dragon horses are neither dragons nor horses. They are like the Holy Spirit. They are born and raised by the earth. They are rare throughout the ages. Their bloodline is almost cut off. It is difficult to see one even in millions of years.

However, not only Ye Nan, but basically all the demon monks who saw this guide would think of three words in their hearts: unreliable.

It can be said that this receptionist has no air of a spiritual master. Instead, he looks like a middle-aged man with an unkempt beard, which makes people feel stiff and bruised. He carries a wine bottle all day long, and his face is red and drunk after drinking. Angry.

No one knows why the ancient demon clan chose such a dragon and horse with impure blood as its guide. It really damages the image of the demon clan.

It had been more than ten days since Ye Nan came to the first level of the Demon Clan, but there was still no sign of the tall city gate being opened.

On the contrary, the receptionist would pop up half his head on the city gate tower from time to time, belching wine, counting the number of people, and then shrinking back again and disappearing.

I heard some demon monks say that many of the monks resting in this pile of meteorites have been staying here for half a year or even a year.

Most of them were among the luckier ones. They did not encounter any setbacks along the way. They even picked up a lot of fortunes and arrived at the first level of the city early.

It's no wonder that the Pengniao was so irritable. If he had been fighting all the way, he would have been very upset when he saw someone waiting there with the creation.

Ye Nan didn't say anything. She sat cross-legged on a boulder, her skirt spread out in all directions, like a cold ice lotus, blooming in silence.

A few days later, there was an uproar in the entire meteorite group, and another group of monks came here from the depths of the starry sky.

Ye Nan's eyes lit up and she saw the figures of Qi Long, Jin Peng, Qing Ming and others.

Compared with ten years ago, their faces were more determined and mature, their eyes were deeper, their bodies were full of fighting power, and their blood was boiling. It was obvious that they had gone through extremely long years of conquest and had been sharpened into a treasure. blade.

Moreover, Ye Nan noticed that this group of demon monks had already reached the final stages of transforming into dragons and were about to touch the Immortal Platform. Among them, Qi Long's brows were filled with demonic aura, which was a sign that they were about to break into the secret realm of the Immortal Platform.

Any monk who successfully reaches the first level of the Monster Clan will understand one thing, that is why they are not teleported to the front of the first level of the Monster Clan from the beginning and directly embark on the trial.

After ten years of hard work, as long as they survive and never die, their Taoism will inevitably be further consolidated and improved, or even directly break through to a higher realm.

This undoubtedly greatly increased the competitiveness of these monks on the ancient road. It can be said that from the moment they chose to go to this ancient road, the trial had already begun.

Everyone clearly understands that when this magnificent gate is truly opened, they will face a far more cruel test than in the past few years.

That will be the final battlefield for the geniuses of all races in the entire universe to compete together, far beyond what the previous aborigines and descendants of the losers on the ancient road can compare with!
After briefly understanding the current situation, Qi Taki and others chose a quiet place, sat down on the spot, and began to wait quietly.

However, these demon monks from Beidou all glanced at the lonely and beautiful figure not far away, which was as tall as a flower in the cold mountains, and then quickly looked back, not knowing what they were thinking.

"She is indeed here," Qi Long's eyes flashed and he whispered to himself in an inaudible voice.

Two days later, another group of monks, led by Yaowei Dao, arrived, respectively from Beidou, Feixian, and Ziwei Ancient Star Region.

This time, all the monks were surprised because human figures also appeared among them. They were not as followers or waiters, but as trialists, and came to the first pass of the ancient road of the monster race.

One of them has divine skin and jade bones, his eyes are astonishingly bright, he is dressed in moon-white clothes, his appearance is dignified, and his gestures reveal a kind of detached serenity.

The other person, whom Ye Nan was very familiar with, was actually the Holy Son of Wanxiang, and he actually chose to embark on the ancient path of the demon clan.

In addition, there was also a monk who was very inconspicuous and of medium height. Even if he was thrown into the crowd, he would not make a splash. Apart from his identity as a human race, he did not attract too much attention. "Brother Yaowei!" Seeing his old friend coming, Qi Long's eyes lit up, he laughed, and went to greet him.

"when!"

Suddenly, under the stars, the bells sounded melodious, majestic and solemn, making people's souls throb, shaking the heaven and earth, and the stars in the sky resonated with it.

Everyone changed their colors, and when they heard that the voice came from the majestic pass, they stood up one after another, with demonic power surging, and two golden lights shot out from their eyes.

For a time, countless thick strands of blood rose into the sky, with powerful auras, like wild dragons, rolling towards the sky.

Some monks' expressions changed slightly, because the location of these blood energy, which had been calm before, suddenly erupted with fluctuations of the monks' existence, and their strength was extremely strong.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Under the guidance of the bell, all the monks came to the city gate. There were hundreds of them, and most of them were powerful demon cultivators.

Ye Nan's eyes were like autumn water. Only at such a close distance could she feel the majesty and majesty of this giant city more deeply. It was like a dormant giant beast that was about to fall towards her.

What made her feel particularly miraculous was that the outer wall of this giant city was actually paved with a mysterious metal shaped like dragon scales and colored like black iron. It really looked like the scales of some kind of creature.

In the middle of the city gate, there is an ancient word "demon", cast in demon script, with silver hooks and iron strokes, filled with demon power. It is rumored that it was written by the demon emperor himself, outlining the avenue, with divine light flashing, revealing an extremely mysterious aura. .

"As of this day, seventy-three of the trialists have met the requirements and can enter the city, hiccup." The lead envoy appeared on the city wall, drunk, as if it was a routine matter, belching wine while speaking.

When all the monks saw this, they all had different expressions. They really couldn't figure out why such an unreliable guide was presented to them.

"There is a secret history saying that the Holy Spirit once attacked on the ancient road of the Demon King, and the lives of all the creatures were destroyed. The demon guardians were defeated. They invited a pure-blood dragon horse to reach the Great Saint Realm, and fought a bloody battle in the sky. They suppressed it, but they were also attacked. The wounds on the road that were difficult to heal healed not long after the war. Perhaps this senior guide was related to the great sage Longma." Qi Long spoke softly and told an ancient record about this road.

"boom!"

At this moment, the entire giant city roared, as if an ancient beast was slowly awakening, its breath was ancient and vicissitudes of life.

Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, the word "demon" in the middle of the city gate burst out with a dazzling purple light. The thick city gate slowly opened from both sides, and endless starlight suddenly emerged from it. Very brilliant.

"The city gate is open!"

"The trial has officially begun!"

"Why is the inside of the city so bright?"

Even the most unsmiling monk looked excited, with a bright light shining in his eyes.

Ye Nan's eyes were also illuminated by a bright starlight, and her heart was filled with ups and downs. Behind the heavy city gate, she actually saw an endless sea of ​​stars.

"After entering this city, the trial has officially begun. You can take action at will and enter the next level. Okay, you will know when you enter, eh? Where did the ten thousand-year-old white jade ginseng I planted there before go? "The messenger's loud-tongued, drunken words came again. After saying a few simple words, he seemed to have noticed something, and then completely stopped.

When the monks heard this, they all looked at each other. Even Ye Nan felt a little speechless, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly.

Then, with a certain look on her face, a fairy light rose up from her feet, and she was the first to step into the city gate.

This scene made many demon cultivators change their expressions and scolded coldly: "How can a human race be the first to reach the demon clan's trial road? Stop her!"

(End of this chapter)