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Thirty days later, the ruins of the Hanging City were still howling in the wind, but the previous loneliness was broken.

Under the bloody setting sun, the demonic shadow in the distance covered half of the sky.

Today, the three demon kings led their powerful demon clan members to arrive as expected. The pressure was so great that the clouds within a million miles began to surge.

Tiandou Saint Emperor led the way, and behind him were not only the hundreds of divine black turtles from the North Sea Black Turtle Clan,

There is also a flying fairy boat that covers the sky and the sun. The precious light overflowing from the gaps in the cabin is the accumulation of the demon court in the past.

It was just plundered by the Holy Emperor Tiandou.

The nine-headed lion king walked into the air with his head raised to the sky, his golden mane dancing wildly in the wind.

Behind him, a thousand lion monsters stepped into the air, their sharp claws tearing through the clouds, with fresh blood dripping from their claws.
Along the way, his entire tribe was in constant fighting.

That was the sweet and fishy smell left by the remains of human monks in the battle, filling the entire sky with a murderous aura.

Suan Huang led a group of alien demon saints including Bai Ze and Kui Niu. The alien race team under his command was like a long dragon, stretching for dozens of miles.

This team was majestic and powerful, with demonic power surging like the tide. Wherever they passed, even the void seemed to tremble slightly from the oppression.

In front of them, the once glorious hanging city was now in ruins, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

However, under the cover of this huge demonic power, these broken walls and ruins actually began to faintly glow with golden light.
It was as if this ancient city also felt that it was about to regain its former glory as the Demon Court, and was trembling slightly with excitement.

Under the leadership of the three demon kings, the demon army rolled forward like a black torrent.

They were lined up in an orderly array, and each demon warrior exuded a powerful aura that was heart-pounding.

At the forefront of this army, the three Demon Kings all looked at the figure bathed in golden light on the top of the city, the Demon Emperor.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor was standing in the air with his hands behind his back. His figure looked extremely tall and majestic against the backdrop of the golden halo.

The chaotic energy surrounding him was like clouds and mist, swirling endlessly, echoing with the pressure of the demon race brought by the three demon kings, as if announcing the rise of the demon race to the entire earthly immortal world.

This change is destined to be earth-shaking, enough to overturn the existing structure of the earthly immortal world.

And all of this quietly began with the Demon Emperor standing with his hands behind his back.

After all the great demons were in their positions, the Demon King raised his right hand slightly, and with a crisp sound of "pop",
After a snap of his fingers, a stone chair engraved with totems of great demons fell from the sky and landed steadily behind him.

The stone chair is pitch black, and the totem of the giant demon on it is lifelike, as if it can jump out of the stone chair at any time.

When the Demon Emperor slowly sat down, countless great demons saw this and knelt down on the ground without hesitation, shouting in unison:

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Long live the Demon Court!"

For a moment, above the originally silent ruins of the hanging city, bursts of deafening shouts rang out, like thunder piercing the ears and echoing for a long time.

The Demon Emperor sat upright on a stone chair, his pale fingers gently stroking the armrests of the throne, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor suddenly snapped his fingers.
I saw countless star flags falling like snowflakes and accurately inserted into the hard rock wall.

These star banners are dark blue in color, with countless star patterns painted on them.

Each banner flickers with a faint light, as if containing the power of the stars when the world was first created.

"This is the Starry Banner. You are all survivors from the old Demon Court, so I won't explain too much to you here!"

The Demon Emperor's voice was not loud, but it rang like a huge bell in the ears of every great demon.

The Three Emperors of the Demon Court looked at those star flags, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in their eyes.

They naturally knew the origins of these star flags.

It was an essential element in the formation of the Zhoutian Star Array in the past, and its importance is self-evident.

Then, the Demon Emperor's voice exploded between heaven and earth like thunder:
"From today on, the Hanging City will once again become the core of the New Heaven!"

His words were like a huge bell, echoing over the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou for a long time.

"Everyone of you should fulfill your responsibilities and contribute your strength to our Heavenly Court!"

As the Demon Emperor finished speaking, the clouds in Dongsheng Shenzhou suddenly began to roll violently, as if being stirred by a huge force.

However, this is just the beginning.

The next moment, the Demon Emperor slowly stood up from his seat.
Endless chaotic energy suddenly emerged from his body, like a black torrent, roaring and sweeping around.

"Today, the Heavenly Palace is newly established. The structure should not be too complicated. I will build three palaces first, and you three emperors will rule over them!"

"The Heavenly Palace controls the movement of the stars! It should be controlled by the Heavenly Fighting Saint Emperor!"

The Demon Emperor's voice resounded in the chaotic air, like a voice from an ancient god.
"The Earth Palace controls the spiritual veins of mountains and rivers! It should be ruled by the Lion King!"

"The Demon Palace is responsible for the survival of the tribe! It should be led by the Suan Emperor!"

As the Demon Emperor finished his words, the chaotic energy suddenly seemed to be controlled by an invisible giant hand and quickly condensed into three huge palace shadows.

"You three are the founding members of my Demon Court. Each of you should be in charge of a palace to ensure the prosperity of my Heavenly Court!"

The Demon Emperor's voice was like a huge bell, echoing throughout the world.

His eyes were like torches, slowly sweeping over the three demon kings in front of him.

There was a frightening light flowing in those golden pupils, as if it could penetrate all illusions.

Under this gaze, the Nine-headed Lion King actually lowered his head guiltily, not daring to meet his gaze.

The emperor's tail was also trembling slightly, as if he felt some powerful pressure.

As for the Holy Emperor Tiandou, he remained silent and did not dare to make any response at all.

"At present, our biggest enemy is the human race!" The Demon Emperor's voice was filled with disdain and ridicule.

"Thinking back to the war between wizards and liches, who could have expected that such a humble and cowardly tribe could achieve what it has today and become the greatest ruler of the earthly immortal world!"

His words were full of contempt and disdain for the human race, as if the rise of the human race was just an accident and did not deserve its current status at all.

However, the facts are ruthlessly laid before our eyes.

The power of the human race has far surpassed that of the two races of wizards and liches in the past, which makes the Demon Emperor's resentment even more difficult to quell.

"Moreover, with the current strength of the human race, no matter which of the two races of ours, the witches and liches, was at its peak, it would probably be difficult for them to compete with it!"

The Demon Emperor continued, his tone revealing his fear of the human race's strength. "It's just that the human race is now fighting each other, and the sects and dynasties are divided. This gives us an opportunity to take advantage of it!"

Before he finished speaking, the Nine-Headed Lion King's mane suddenly stood up, and he roared like an enraged lion.

His huge body leaned forward with a bang, and one knee slammed heavily into the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

The earth seemed unable to bear this powerful force and groaned in pain. With the lion's knee as the center,
Spider-web-like cracks quickly spread in all directions, as if the earth was about to collapse.

The Lion King shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, we are willing to lead our troops as the vanguard to clear away the obstacles of the human race!"

His roar was like thunder, shaking the clouds.

This roar not only contained a strong desire to fight, but also was mixed with a deep hatred towards the human race.

Behind the Lion King, thousands of lion demons roared in unison, their roars merged together.
It was like a tsunami sweeping across the four directions. This terrifying sound wave made people shudder.

Among these three emperors, the Holy Emperor Tiandou lived far away in the North Sea and had no dealings with the human race, and had never had any experience of hand-to-hand combat with them.

The Emperor Suan lives in the wilderness, and he is usually hard to spot, like a dragon that is hard to find.

Only the Yuansheng Mountain of the Lion King is located within the human territory, which has caused his lion descendants to be constantly killed by humans.

It is also because of this that the Nine-headed Lion King’s hatred towards the human race becomes increasingly severe.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor sat upright on the throne, his golden pupils narrowed slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was like a sharp blade, which made people shudder.

"No need to rush for quick success." The Demon Emperor's voice seemed to come from outside the sky, calm and indifferent.

This pressure was like an invisible giant hand, which instantly suppressed the boiling fighting spirit, making the originally noisy scene instantly become silent.

Everyone was shocked by the pressure and even breathing became difficult.

The Demon Emperor slowly raised his hand. This seemingly random movement caused the void to tremble violently.

All that was heard was a teeth-grinding friction sound, as if the entire void was torn apart at this moment.

Along with the friction sound, the shadow of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array spread out under the feet of the Demon Emperor like a pool of stirred spring water.

The phantom was only vague at first, but with the movements of the Demon Emperor, it gradually became clearer, and finally seemed to be real.

Starlight gathered from the void continuously, and these starlights intertwined and entangled under the feet of the Demon Emperor.
"First stabilize the formation base, then talk about conquering."

The Demon Emperor's voice sounded again, still so calm, but with an irresistible majesty.

As his words fell, the phantom of the Zhoutian Xingdou Array suddenly emitted a low humming sound.

This humming sound is like a huge bell, echoing endlessly in the air.
Even the surrounding air was stirred by the sound waves, creating ripples.

During the heyday of the Demon Court, the Great Zhoutian Star Array represented unrivaled power and was a supreme killing weapon that shocked the heavens and all worlds.

Seeing it again now, it seemed as if the demons saw the hope of the Demon Court returning to its peak. A surge of blood rushed to their hearts, making them almost want to raise their arms and shout again.

On the day after the Demon Court was rebuilt, the dawn of Dongsheng Shenzhou was shrouded in a strange purple mist.

The sky was no longer filled with morning light, but a dark red like boiling blood plasma.
The spiritual energy of the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou also gathered towards the Hanging City like a receding tide.

The spiritual springs in many sects also dried up, and the spiritual fluid that was flowing out vaporized madly and then decreased.

Many spiritual beasts raised by humans also became restless, roaring at the void, as if they wanted to regain their freedom!

Within the entire area of ​​one million miles, the spiritual energy seemed to be swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, rushing towards the Hanging City at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a human monk who was in retreat who had spiritual light exploding all over his body. His meridians broke apart inch by inch due to the sudden loss of spiritual energy. Blood gushed out of his seven orifices. He went insane in the severe pain.

In the spiritual fields of the Human Dynasty, the human disciples who were irrigating spiritual rice watched in horror as the once lush green seedlings turned yellow and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into ashes and drifted away in the wind.

Strong winds howled on the top of Cangwu Mountain, and the dark robe of Emperor Xia Tian rustled.

He tightly grasped the Haotian Treasure Mirror, and the scene reflected in the mirror made his pupils shrink suddenly.
The pillar of luck and fortune representing the demon race was like an awakened ancient beast, rising madly, and the luck of the Great Xia Dynasty itself even declined!

Da Xiajun looked at this scene and his face instantly turned gloomy.

After a long while, the corners of his mouth curled up into a cold arc, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes:

"The ones closest to the Demon Court are not us... but those bald asses in the White Dragon Temple..."

Daxia Jun's voice was low and hoarse. He raised his hand and gently stroked the treasure mirror. The calculating light in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
It seems that he is already planning how to use the demon clan to deal a fatal blow to the White Dragon Temple.

He drew a Buddhist mark on the mirror with his fingertips, and then issued an order to someone unknown: "Go tell the old monk Baimei to borrow their infinite Buddha light."

"If we are a little slower, I am afraid that the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation of those big demon sects will be formed..."

"By then, his White Dragon Temple will be reduced to ruins!"

Dayan Jun's voice was low and cold, carrying an irresistible pressure, and its tail sound dissipated in the whistling gale.

Three days later, the sky outside the Hanging City suddenly appeared with dazzling golden light.

Eighteen golden arhats, standing on ninth-grade lotus flowers, surrounded by the Buddha's light of compassion and majesty, slowly emerged from the clouds.

They chanted ancient Buddhist verses, and their voices resounded through heaven and earth like a huge bell.

Suddenly, a huge golden light array slowly rose up, with Sanskrit flashing in the array, emitting infinite light and peace.

This is the "Bright Sumeru Formless Array", which is the most powerful weapon of the White Dragon Temple.

At this moment, the monsters in the Monster Court have already received the Star Banners, each occupying the center of the formation, and are practicing the "Zhou Tian Star Array".

Although it was just a drill, it also represented the complete version of the formation that the demon court used to subdue the world!

As the shadow of the Zhoutian Star Array was activated, countless starlight and golden Buddha light collided with each other at the border of the Hanging City.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, and a blinding light rose like a second sun.

Under the aftermath of this terrifying force, the nearby mountains were turned into powder like sand crushed by an invisible giant hand, and the dust covered half the sky.

The next day, the news spread like wildfire.

Dayan Jun was leaning against the bluestone of Cangwu Mountain, playing with a Buddha bone relic in his hand.
Upon hearing the news that the White-browed Buddha was seriously injured and even the White Dragon Temple was moved back to Xiniu Hezhou overnight, a meaningful sneer appeared on his face.

He looked towards the east and murmured in a low voice: "It is time for the White Dragon Temple to leave the stage..."

"Next, let's try to unite with those sects..."

"Look at this newly built demon palace, how much of its past heritage does it have!" (End of this chapter)