At this moment, the high priest looked at the explosion of the fifth state with a crutch. Beside him, there were Xueman Guhong and Rao Qing, who were surrounded by the four great gods of killing. Behind were the nine heavenly kings, all at the level of the Immortal Emperor, and there were many rare strangers, including people like Yu Lao Kui Weng and Li Gong.

Yidou, who once controlled the demon spirit, stood side by side with Handan, and six Dharma kings including Ji Qing, Shaoyang, Django, did not say a word, but looked at the huge square formation of the thirteen states below.

After the population continued to gather and confirmed that it was correct, a state was destroyed and completely eliminated everyone's thoughts, with the only way to fight to the death.

At this moment, four people came out of the Third State.

The two of them once took many ancient gods to the Heiyuan Prison in the Haotian Zhen Realm, rescued many powerful people who were imprisoned by the ancient god clan, and fought against the Immortal Emperor.

The cultivation level emitted by these two people is at the level of the Immortal Emperor, no, it should be said to be the God Emperor.

The other person was a little unfamiliar with his eyes, but his cultivation level was Pu Cun at the quasi-emperor level. He was the one who saved the last time in Heiyuan Prison.

The remaining one is Concubine Yan, the emperor princess mentioned by the ancient god clan, and he is also the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor. In addition, the great sacrifice to the god emperor, the ancient god clan, there are actually three god emperors and two quasi-emperors, which is simply incredible.

It really fits the saying that the number of soldiers is not about the essence. Although the ancient gods clan suffered heavy losses after two expeditions, it is hard to imagine how strong it was in its heyday.

Yes, after all, the Daochen True Realm, which has just merged into it, is now ranked first, and was helped by the ancient gods clan at that time.

The four of them came, saluted to the high priest, and then stood together silently. There were many familiar faces in the crowd. Cangmei Qingze Wei Yu, who had opened the barriers to the void with Manji...

As states after state were exploded, the crying sounds in the crowd became louder and louder. No one persuaded or stopped them. When they cried to a certain extent, they would wipe away their tears and stand silently in the team.

As the last third state, when the state where the former sacred temple was located was blown up, everyone bowed together, and then the number was counted by the people of each state, and the list was handed over to the high priest.

The high priest looked at the population above, trembling with the paper in one hand, and finally took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"The thirteen states, a total of 987,443 people from the ancient god clan, none of them are absent. You are all good!"

The high priest spoke, and a loud voice echoed in everyone's ears, making some people who were originally crying proudly raise their chests. Although they were tragic, they had no regrets.

"Many people may not have experienced an expedition, but they have also heard of it. Unfortunately, in your era, we must move forward, for the first and last time. So, old guys who are still alive on the second expedition, please raise your hands."

In the thirteen square formations, there were people raising their hands. They were all old people with broken limbs and broken arms and scars on their faces. There were less than a hundred people in total. The people around them looked at him and saluted directly.

When the high priest saw it, his eyes turned red. There were many "lucky people" he brought back. However, when the ancestors were resigned, they all stood up and devoted themselves to themselves, and retained the younger generation.

"Sorry, let you set foot on that place you never want to remember for the second time," said the high priest, and the old people holding hands suddenly started to cry. They were not afraid, but in that place, 70% of the brothers and sisters of the entire ancient god were left there.

It was a sad place, because of their sacrifice, for their own return.

There is no peaceful time, it’s just that someone will carry the burden on you!

"Since our big family meeting was held, I will report to you. The current statistics are just that, we have three god emperors, two quasi-emperors, and all god emperors, whether after junior high school or Great Perfection, a total of 374 gods, 2,628 gods, and 4,100 gods..."

Everyone was listening quietly, and every list was their pride.

"There are 96,700 five-year-old children who have not yet embarked on cultivation." With the last words, the mother or father holding the child in the crowd looked at the child who was sleeping in his arms and kissed him gently with tears.

"Don't blame your parents for being cruel, this is our honor!"

"Where is the demon spirit, where is our demon spirit?" someone shouted in the crowd.

"Where are the pioneers who guard the cemetery thirty-six?

"Where is Lord Guardian?"

When the high priest heard this, he did not answer, but looked up at the depths of the starry sky. They were all there, and they were always there.

In the depths of the starry sky, the thirty-six pioneers of the Great Perfection of the Divine Emperors were sitting on the ground in different directions, surrounding the entire cemetery in the center. On the top of the head, the guardian with the broken arm stared at the bottom with bright eyes.

His name is Youqiu. He came from the sky with the old madman and Feng. Following their king, a major change forced them to start a life of escape, opened up this star field, sealed the entrance, and survived.

Like the old madman, he wanted to go home and rescue his former tribe and country, but this took time, at least that person was talking about it.

Thinking back to the man who gave Wang Magic Box and picked up Miss Yaxin who was about to become a princess, he said those words, he didn't know whether it was true or false. This was a bet. If the bet was won, they might be able to go back. If they lost, there would be no hope.

He saw the king who had been reincarnated for the first thousand times in the dark, and talked to him through the dot. Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew that the king was back.

Hefeng died, this time he was really dead. So far, except for the sake of the king, he will not be able to untie his body, nor will he lose his weapons.

Wang Bingjie on the second expedition that year. In order to prevent the loss of weapons, he was seriously injured and unconscious. Before he died, he blocked the weapons in his body. He lived for tens of thousands of years without living and dying. He lived more bitterly and tiring than himself.

At that time, he knew that the king was one step closer to his return, but he could not intervene. As the demon spirit left, he cried. He originally thought that he would slowly protect the king and grow up completely, but he didn't expect the seal to relax so quickly.

After so long, they have not given up. They may not give up until they take back their bodies.

"I'm sorry, my king, I can only interfere with you once. I'm just afraid that there will be no chance in the future!" You Yan looked at his broken arm and nodded slightly.

The pioneers who occupied thirty-six directions below immediately formed seals in their hands, and then all the energy was input into the cemetery.

A huge energy array began to slowly form.

This is the corpses of all the ancient gods who have experienced two expeditions, the burial place for those who are about to live for generations, the slept place for sacrifices to many powerful people every time, the entire starry sky, the place where the blood of ancient divine beasts is poured out by high-level bloodlines, and the place where six demon spirits and ancestors were sealed.

This cemetery devoted his entire life!

The energy it contains will be stronger than imagined, perhaps even higher than Wang's peak.
Chapter completed!