Chapter 642: New Era

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The main altar of the Demon Cult, heaven above heaven.

Naturally dangerous peaks.

Wearing a noble and domineering black robe with gold threads, Su Tianzi stood alone on the top of the mountain.

Although Su Tianzi and Su Bujin have exactly the same appearance, when they stand together, they can recognize who is who at a glance.

Only a fool can't see that he is an emperor and a lazy person.

The black robe with gold threads symbolizes noble status. Standing there, he looks like an emperor overlooking the country he has conquered.

Su Tianzi is quite lonely now. She usually has Ouyang Zhou with her, but since Ouyang Zhou came back from Beiying Territory, he went into seclusion without saying a word, so now there is no one to accompany her.

She is lonely.

It's really lonely.

She wanted to find an opponent, but the current Su Bujin seemed to her to be too weak. An immature opponent was not enough for her to use her full strength, so she had no plans to take action against Su Bujin at the moment.

A dream comes first, synonymous with perfection, and one is blessed by nature.

Impeccable and flawless.

"The leader."

Yun Zhongyi suddenly appeared and saluted Su Tianzi very respectfully.

Although Yun Zhongyi is the supreme leader of the generation, he does not dare to show any disrespect in front of Su Tianzi. Although the strength of the new leader is still far inferior to him, he believes that this young woman has potential that is not weaker than Bai Qianmie. .

Only she can bring the Demon Cult to its peak again.

He was willing to bet on the Demon Cult on this woman, because Su Tianzi was someone he could bet on with complete confidence.

"Master, the Qiankun chessboard has been recovered."

Yun Zhongyi said.

He personally went to Beiying Territory and went to the cemetery of the previous White Saint, which was the Supreme Vault, and took back the Qiankun chessboard, the Demon Sect's sacred weapon.

The Qiankun chessboard has always been the most precious treasure of the Demon Sect. Unfortunately, the previous White Saint betrayed the Demon Sect and took this artifact with him.

The Demon Sect had been searching for the Qiankun chessboard for many years but could not find it. Now that it was finally found, Yun Zhongyi felt happy in his heart.

"The Qiankun chessboard has returned, and coupled with the recruitment of new believers during this period, our demon sect has also recovered to a great extent."

Without the obstruction of the Prison Kingdom, it can be said that the Demon Cult recruits new believers very smoothly. There are still many monks in China who are willing to join the Demon Cult. After all, as the number one religion in the world, the Demon Cult's reputation is still very high.

Seeing that Su Tianzi didn't speak, Yun Zhongyi paused slightly and continued: "In the battle of Demon Prison, Jingyun and Huang Yu both died in the battle. The two old kings of Qian and Kun also plan to abdicate. It's time for the Demon Sect to have new four heavenly kings. ”

One Lord, Two Saints, Four Heavenly Kings, Six Madnesses, Nine Rampant and Eighteen Generals. The main power of the Demon Sect is in the hands of One Lord, Two Saints and Four Heavenly Kings. Although Su Tianzi is the leader now, it is a pity that his cultivation is not enough. Among the two Saints, only Bai Shengyun Zhongyi is loyal to the demon. Religion, and Black Holy Law's position is uncertain. No one knows whether he prefers the Demon Religion or the Prison Kingdom, so the Four Heavenly Kings have become the key.

In the battle of the Demon Prison, Xuan King Xuan Jingyun and Huang Wang Huang Yu gained the victory of the Demon Sect at the cost of their lives, while the already old Qian Wang Li Quanzhi and Kun Wang Huangfu Kui were even beaten to a disability. The four heavenly kings of the sect are dead and injured. Yun Zhongyi is right. It is time to replace the four heavenly kings of the demon sect.

"If the leader has no objection, I will handle this matter myself."

Yun Zhongyi said.

Su Tianzi remained silent and just stood there quietly, not knowing whether she listened to what Yun Zhongyi said or just ignored it.

Yun Zhongyi didn't say anything to disturb Su Tianzi, and stood quietly beside her waiting.

"Bai Sheng, look how high we stand."

After a long time, Su Tianzi spoke.

As he spoke, Su Tianzi slowly opened his arms, feeling the cold wind blowing in his face. The cold wind was biting, but for a cultivator, this level of coldness could almost be ignored.

It stands to reason that at this moment, Yun Zhongyi should sigh that Su Tianzi's action is really powerful, like an emperor looking down on all living beings, but Yun Zhongyi saw loneliness in Su Tianzi for no reason. This loneliness made him a little bit I sympathize with this woman named Su Tianzi.

Yes, loneliness.

It is hard to imagine that loneliness can become a kind of temperament.

Innate temperament.

It was as if a voice whispered in Yun Zhongyi's ear that the woman in front of him was very lonely. Thousands of years, ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years... it had been too long.

"We are strong, and it is natural for us to stand high."

Yun Zhongyi replied.

The strong should stand on top, and the weak will always be looked down upon.

Yun Zhongyi felt that Su Tianzi should not be unable to understand such a simple truth. Su Tianzi should say something that he did not understand, but found it profound and shocking.

Perhaps Su Tianzi was just plain emotional.

"But it's too high and no one can match it. It's like playing chess. There are many outstanding chess players in the world, but unfortunately they can't beat me. When I understood their strength, I even lost the chance to play chess with them. interest of."

Su Tianzi said quietly.

Su Tianzi is the Great Dream Seer who is the leader of the Thirteen Divine Arts. She has lived for an unknown number of years and has met many outstanding people, but none of them can satisfy her. Even the orthodox dragon clan and the eight-winged black dragon king, an ancient remnant, are not enough. to meet her requirements.

High vision?

Of course, he is not only tall, but also has eyes higher than the top. The so-called genius in the world is as small as dust in her eyes.

A true chess player uses the heaven and earth as the chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces. Su Tianzi wants to be such a person.

Standing proudly under the sky, what can heaven do to me?

"Maybe my current cultivation level is not enough, but one day, I will reach the pinnacle of this world. At that time, who else can be my opponent, Fa Boundless? Or the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King? Haha, if Bai Qianmie returns It might still be interesting if you are alive."

Su Tianzi said with a slight smile.

Powerful, supreme, and even semi-immortal. Such a realm is simply a dream for ordinary people, but for Su Tianzi, it is just a matter of time.

Except for the Immortal Tribulation and Heavenly Punishment, which she thought was a bit difficult, there was nothing else to worry about.

She has millions of years of accumulation and endless years of waiting. When she was born, she was unparalleled in the world and surpassed ten thousand people.

The first of the Thirteen Divine Arts, the Great Dream Seer Awakening, is an absolutely perfect existence in every aspect.

If it were in the most glorious ancient times, she could at least become a fairy king.

"Back then, Bai Jiao's master had reached the realm of transformation, but faced the catastrophe of becoming an immortal, he still couldn't resist, and the final generation of geniuses fell."

Yun Zhongyi sighed regretfully.

Bai Qianmie, the strongest man in the world at that time, was the person he respected the most. No one in the world could defeat him.

But so what?