At this moment, even the red-clothed archbishops, who were usually aloof, prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting: "Welcome the Holy One to come!"
Even those ascetic monks whose hearts were as dry as dry wells and without any joy, anger, sorrow, or joy also knelt down and worshiped excitedly, shouting: "Welcome the saint to come!"
The saint slowly opened his eyes and showed the kindest and most affable smile, but there was no trace of human emotion on his face.
"Rise up, my people!"
His voice is also very gentle, making people feel like spring breeze.
Everyone stood up and still looked at the saint respectfully, like pets looking forward to the touch of their master.
The saint waved his hand, and a ray of holy light fell down, covering everyone.
The holy light penetrated into their bodies, and everyone immediately felt like the rain came after a long drought, and their strength immediately increased by a level.
Everyone looked ecstatic.
"A miracle, this is a miracle! Lord Saint, be merciful!"
"Lord Saint, be merciful!"
The saint's eyes slowly looked to the east and then to the west.
"I can sense that the God of Death has also awakened, and there has been some strange movement in the Sea of Blood recently. It seems that the Blood Ancestor has also awakened."
"After so many years, I wonder if the Human Emperor is still alive?"
A red archbishop asked respectfully: "Lord Saint, are you going to attack the east to seek revenge from the Emperor of China now?"
The saint shook his head slowly: "I just woke up and my strength has not been restored yet. Now is not the time."
"You all should disperse. I will inform you when we go to find the Human Emperor."
"Follow the orders of the Lord Saint!" Everyone immediately dispersed obediently, very obedient.
In the far west, there is a red ocean called the Sea of Blood.
In the sea of blood, there is a huge black shadow, sleeping on the bottom of the sea, which is invisible to the naked eye.
In the past, the Blood Sea was very calm, with occasional warships passing by.
However, today's sea of blood kept ripples and bubbles, just like boiling water.
Not far away, a guided missile destroyer came over. It should be from the beautiful country.
On the destroyer, soldiers stood on the deck and sipped red wine leisurely.
They seemed to have discovered an anomaly in the sea of blood. A soldier on the observation deck yelled loudly: "Oh, God, guess what I saw!"
He immediately reported to his superiors: "We found something unusual in the sea ahead. There seemed to be signs of a volcanic eruption, and the sea water was bubbling."
After hearing this, the superior laughed and cursed in the communicator: "Karen, damn volcano, there is no volcano here at all. You must have seen it wrong."
Karen argued loudly: "No sir, I can see clearly that the sea water in front is bubbling, as if the water has been boiled."
The superior's attitude was still very contemptuous: "Don't worry Karen, don't make a fuss, it's okay, we have been to this sea area countless times."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sea of blood suddenly rolled, and huge waves rose up to a height of 100 meters and slammed into the destroyer.
"Oh my God!"
"Turn, turn quickly!"
The captain roared loudly.
The people on the ship were in chaos, using all their power, trying to rush through the sea area quickly.
However, the huge black shadow on the bottom of the sea suddenly moved.
A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea, and the destroyer that was trying to escape at full speed was sucked into it.
"Oh, damn, what the hell is this!"
"Launch torpedoes, launch torpedoes quickly!" the captain shouted in horror.
Unfortunately, there was no time for him to launch the torpedo, and the destroyer was directly sucked into the vortex.
Click, click, click!
Just like a steel monster biting hard steel, the destroyer quickly disappeared without a trace, but the originally blood-red water became even redder.
…
Sinful soil.
Beizhou, the imperial city of the Daqian Dynasty.
King Daqian was wearing armor and standing at the top of the city, guarded by everyone.
Last night, he received a message from the spies. Wu Zong's people entered Beizhou through the teleportation array, and their target was the Daqian Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, why don't you go back first, and I'll watch over here!" King Zhenbei said.
Di Lin shook his head: "Our enemy is the most powerful martial sect in the world, and the Supreme Emperor is not here. I'm afraid our Daqian Dynasty will be in trouble this time."
King Zhenbei said: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Wu Zong is far away in Zhongzhou. As long as they don't come out in force and Uncle Wang is here to take charge, we may not be able to fight him."
Di Lin glanced in the direction of the palace. Di Hao was retreating there. Without Qin Fan, he was the only hope of the Daqian Dynasty.
"We can't count on Uncle Wang for everything. After destroying the three major families last time, we took the opportunity to integrate the power of the cultivation world. Now we have more troops formed by practitioners than before. After training for so long, we can't It’s time to let them fight.”
King Zhenbei said: "Indeed, without experiencing actual combat, those arrogant practitioners will never know the power produced by the army's battle formation."
"Only after they have seen the tremendous power of military formations will they be willing to curb their arrogance and become qualified soldiers."
While talking, a group of people flew over from a distance.
The leader was none other than the fourth elder of Wuzong.
"Are there only a few of them here?" King Zhenbei asked with a frown.
Di Lin frowned deeply and had a bad feeling in his heart: "The fewer people coming, the stronger the opponent is. I'm afraid our army won't be of use this time."
In a battle between truly strong men, the army is indeed of little use. Even an army composed of practitioners is of little use.
Unless it is the kind of army composed entirely of powerful practitioners in the divine realm, it can play a certain role.
Five people from Wuzong came this time, including the fourth elder.
However, the aura exuded by these five people inadvertently made Di Lin's heart sink to the bottom.
The fourth elder shouted coldly: "Where is King Daqian?"
His voice was like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the imperial city.
Di Lin frowned in pain, and a faint voice almost made him collapse.
However, he still bravely replied: "I am the King of Daqian, what do you do for me?"
The Fourth Elder looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice: "Where is Qin Fan?"
The emperor said: "The emperor is not here."
The fourth elder snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and hand him over to me immediately, or I will kill you!"
King Zhenbei sneered: "If the Supreme Emperor were here, how could he allow you to run wild!"
The fourth elder was instantly furious: "Seeking death!"
He shot out a palm in the air, and a powerful wave of air rushed towards King Zhenbei like an angry sea.
The king of Zhenbei was horrified and he rose up to resist with all his strength.
puff!
Unfortunately, the difference in strength between him and the fourth elder was too big, and he was knocked away with a single blow, hitting the wall behind him hard and spitting out blood.
"How are you?" Di Lin was shocked, but his face remained calm. He just asked lightly without even turning his head.
King Zhenbei struggled to stand up: "I'm fine. He is very strong. I'm afraid only Uncle Wang can rival him."
