Hong Huang: I, Styx, stepped on the way of heaven and suppressed all beings

"Second brother be careful, the East Prince and the West Queen Mother are the heads of male immortals and female immortals handpicked by the Taoist ancestors, and they enjoy the merits of heaven."

"The Immortal Court was established, and the heavens sent down a lot of merit."

"Heaven decides, we don't have to pay attention to it, and they don't dare to hit us with ideas."

After some analysis by Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi finally fell silent.

Sanqing hibernates in Kunlun Mountains, no longer caring about outside affairs.

on the sun star.

Dijun and Taiyi's men began to feel aggrieved.

The top ten demon saints, Di Jun and Tai Yi have gathered.

In addition, the number of Daluo Golden Immortals is several times that of Immortal Court.

Di Jun and Tai Yi have already occupied the prehistoric eastern land.

There are countless races surrendered under his command.

"Everyone, don't panic, Taiyi and I are going to create a race, the Yaozu."

"In the prehistoric world, no matter whether innate gods or acquired spirits, they can all be demons."

Dijun and Taiyi had an idea early on to create the Yaozu.

Now is the time to act.

After some preparations, Di Jun and Tai Yi stood on the sun star and began to make oaths.

"The way of heaven is above, my emperor is handsome, Taiyi."

"Nowadays, I feel that the prehistoric creatures are fighting with each other, and all races are at odds, and they are uneducated. They want to create a monster clan."

"In the prehistoric world, no matter the innate gods or the acquired creatures, they are all monster races."

"Anyone who accepts the rule of the monster clan can enjoy the blessing of the monster clan."

"Use the innate treasure Chaos Clock and the innate treasure Taiji diagram to suppress the luck of the demon clan."

"I am the demon emperor of the demon clan, and Taiyi is the demon emperor of the demon clan."

The voices of Dijun and Taiyi resounded throughout the prehistoric land.

The merits and virtues descended by the Dao of Heaven are several times greater than those of the Eastern Prince.

But they were all given to his subordinates by Di Jun and Tai Yi.

The demon clan has been established, and the demon court is not far away.

The East Prince and West Queen Mother who were far away on Xuanzhou Island were about to explode.

Proper plagiarism and imitation.

The monster clan includes all the innate gods and gods, as well as all the prehistoric races.

"Dijun and Taiyi, the demon clan, have really big appetites."

"I'm really not afraid of being strangled to death, this emperor will definitely destroy the demon clan."

Dongwanggong vowed viciously that he wanted to destroy Dijun and Taiyi.

As soon as the Yaozu came out, relying on Dijun and Taiyi's cultivation and means, they would definitely gather more innate abilities.

Moreover, the Great Desolate East has been completely owned by the Yaozu.

The development of Xianting is even more difficult.

In Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Shi, who had just retreated, cursed again.

"Di Jun and Tai Yi, how can they set up a demon clan with fur and armor."

"The monster clan wants to put us all three Qings in the monster clan."

"Brother, I can't take it anymore, let's go to Sunstar and kill those two miscellaneous birds."

As the No. 1 racial discrimination, Yuanshi naturally couldn't bear such humiliation.

Tong Tian opened his eyes with murderous intent.

"What the second brother said is very true, Di Jun and Tai Yi must die."

Looking at these two idiots, I felt a headache.

proceed if you can.

Why don't you just want me to clean up the mess.

motherfucker.

When you preach for the first time, you are miserable.

Both the beard and eyebrows were burned by Di Jun.

Remember to eat but not to fight, just to stab Laozi.

"Then you guys go, I won't make a move because of my brother."

"You two brothers, come on!"

"I believe that you will be able to kill Di Jun and other demon clans."

Lao Tzu gave them a caring look.

There is no desire to fight with Yuanshi and Tongtian.

Pig teammate, it's not good to bring.

Is it not good to hang on, you have to work hard.

Seeing Lao Tzu close his eyes, he let the two of them say nothing.

Yuanshi and Tongtian had no choice but to give up.

Without Lao Tzu, if the two of them went to Sun Star, that would be giving away their heads.

Buzhou Mountain, Fengqi Mountain.

Nuwa and Fuxi looked bitter.

The strength of Dijun and Taiyi continued to grow.

The hatred of seizing the piano and the hatred of crushing the rabbit can't be avenged at present.

Play by ear and hibernate.

Nuwa and Fuxi began to plan the spirit treasure for beheading the corpse.

"Brother, why don't we go grab it!"

Nu Wa's heart was ruthless, and she decided to kill people and seize the treasure.

As long as he breaks through to the quasi-sage realm, he and his elder brother will be able to deal with Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Palace.

Twelve ferocious behemoths of one hundred thousand feet stood in the Pangu Hall.

The Pangu Temple was transformed by Pangu's heart, and it is the greatest favor Pangu gave to the ancestor witch.

"Brother, the demon clan was born. It's time for the witch clan to conceive."

Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang and said slowly.

"Brother, don't hesitate any longer. We are born from the Wu clan, and we have a chance of survival."

Zhu Jiuyin's expression was solemn, as if she had made a major decision.

"Come on then!"

Di Jiang gave an order, and the twelve ancestor witches formed a circle.

Then they bit their fingers, and twelve drops of blood emerged and merged into one ball.

"go with!"

Di Jiang manipulated the blood group into the Pangu statue in the center of the Pangu Temple.

Blood melted into the dark statue.

In the next second, a phantom of Pan Gu appeared.

"The pool of blood appears!"

Following Dijiang's loud shout, the entire Pangu Palace shook.

In the main hall, the ground was broken, and a pool of blood suddenly appeared.

A huge amount of blood energy, as well as the air of good fortune emanated.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches surrounded the blood pool with solemn faces.

The ancestral witch does not respect the way of heaven, but only respects Pangu.

This blood pool contains the blood of Pan Gu, which is the last heritage of the ancestor witches.

"Our ancestral witches were transformed by the painstaking efforts of the Father God, and the Great Desolation was opened up by the Father God. We should share the worries of the Father God and educate the Great Desolate."

"Helpless, there are only twelve ancestral witches. Father God, please send down supernatural powers to help the witch clan grow."

Di Jiang's face was full of solemnity, and the other ancestral witches were also full of reverence.

next moment.

The million-foot pool of blood began to surge, and this blood was the last remnant of Pangu.

Di Jiang swiped towards his chest, blood fell and dripped into the pool of blood.

The same is true for other ancestor witches, cutting open their chests and dripping pure blood into the pool of blood.

Tick, tick!
Blood enters it and begins to evolve.

The law of life, the law of good fortune, is constantly emerging.

The ancestral witch's blood began to fuse with the blood in the blood pool.

The evolution was very fast, and it only took nearly a thousand years for blood cocoons to appear above the blood pool.

Some blood cocoons are nearly ten thousand feet long, while others are only a thousand feet in size.

Rumble!
A loud bang.

The Pangu Temple became hundreds of millions of miles in size.

Straight into the sky, exuding endless evil spirit.

"I am Emperor Jiang."

……

"I am Zhu Jiuyin."

……

"I am Xuan Ming."

"The prehistoric creatures are unbearable to be educated. My twelve ancestor witches, founded the witch clan, and ruled the prehistoric land on behalf of the father god!"

"The witch clan, should be the Supreme Being of the Great Desolation."

Di Jiang's voice was not blessed by the Dao of Heaven.

Therefore, it did not spread throughout the prehistoric period, but resounded around Buzhou Mountain.

Zu Wu disrespected the way of heaven, so naturally he would not get the merits of the way of heaven.

The prehistoric is the domain of heaven, and the ancestral witch still respects Pangu alone, so it is naturally doomed from the beginning.

Inside the Chaos Orb.

Styx seemed to think of something.

A burst of mana shot out and merged into Dijiang's voice.

In the next second, Dijiang's voice resounded throughout the prehistoric land.

The twelve ancestor witches thought it was the manifestation of the father god, so they all knelt down and bowed down.