Video clip: Inventory of the ten prehistoric conspiracies at the beginning

"Yes! Minghe must obtain Ji Fa's head and dedicate it to the king of men!"

Di Xin raised his right hand, and the Kongtong seal came out in response to the call, overflowing with immortal energy, and twirled on the palm of his hand.

Who would have thought that this small seal could destroy mountains and rivers? !

Di Xin took out the two magic swords presented by Minghe, and with his left hand formed a claw, he shackled the two magic swords in the air.

The magic sword has the owner Styx, and when he sensed someone invading, he vibrated for a moment, the sword light was everywhere, the blade refracted light, and the sword body changed from dark color to colorful refraction.

The magic sword resisted fiercely, the blade shook and clanked, making a teeth-piercing sound.

Di Xin watched the Demon Sword resist, unmoved by the wind and rain, with a cold expression.

Resolutely, he used the Kongtong seal to forcibly wash away the Styx imprint on the two magic swords, and pressed his right hand on the sword to activate the Kongtong seal.

When Styx saw this situation, his heart ached like a cut, and his beloved sword was no less than the Asura tribe he created.

He reluctantly consoled himself that in Di Xin's hands, these two swords would definitely work, and they might break the law of heaven.Get glory like never before.

Watching the magic sword contend with the Kongtong seal, the magic lines on the sword were swallowed up bit by bit, and the rejection of the magic sword became smaller and smaller.

Di Xin looked at the almost motionless magic sword with satisfaction, and listened to the thin buzzing sound of the magic sword.

Then he branded his own brand, and the golden light wrapped around the sword like a charm, and the sword light flickered on and off.

Styx couldn't bear to close his eyes.

The magic sword changed hands!

"Styx." But he heard Di Xin calling him.

"exist!"

"You take these two swords and make peace for the lonely king!"

What? !Styx was shocked, and took the two magic swords that Di Xin handed him. When the magic swords were not branded, they still couldn't see the difference from before.

It is still the black sword body, simple and mysterious, who would have thought that these two swords could kill a saint?

His rough hands stroked the blade lightly, because of the acquiescence of the new owner of the magic sword, he did not attack brazenly, but only responded softly.

But the separation of a few hours made him feel as if a lifetime had passed.

Styx burst into tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Wang!"

Styx immediately led the remnants of the Asura tribe and the demon gods to face the Xiqi Zhou army in mighty form.

The banners are waving, and the soldiers are fighting.

And because the Asura tribe reincarnated from the filth, the mundane world continued to kill, and the grievances and grievances were not eliminated, so Asura was born again.

I saw the human-shaped and bird-like Asura tribe wearing strong and stubborn clothes, with the smell of a sea of ​​blood, and the flowers withered and the grass and trees died wherever they experienced.

Ming Hai held two swords and swung them forward twice.

The two sword lights tore through the space, stretched out into two sawtooths connecting the sky and the earth, and scratched the ground into two ravines of tens of feet.

Such a terrifying strength is frightening.

The army of the Shang Dynasty is menacing!

In Zixiao Palace, several cloud pillars support tall buildings and dangerous buildings, pavilions, towers and pavilions, surrounded by flying cranes, the sun shines everywhere, what a fairyland.

However, the Zixiao Palace is full of dangers, and the atmosphere is tense.

Great powers from all over the world gathered in Zixiao Palace, including Nuwa Fuxi, Sanqing and the two saints of the West, regardless of their grievances or not, it seemed strange for a while to gather here.

The Zixiao palace is resplendent and luxurious, but no one appreciates it now.

"Ancestor Hongjun, now, you must give an explanation!"

Nuwa entered the Zixiao Palace in person, with a graceful figure and no change in her face, her beautiful almond eyes widened, as if she was sad and angry, and she was about to shed tears.

Her various experiences in the Shang Dynasty have already proved that Di Xin is the true abode of heaven, and the revelation of the top ten conspiracies makes everyone's hair stand on end.

As Di Xin's supporter, seeing that the way of heaven is about to fall, and the way has changed, of course, at this time, we must add fuel and vinegar to build momentum for Di Xin.

Naturally, he was the first to stand up and question Hongjun.

"Did all this be done by Luo Hu?" Nuwa's voice hit each other like a circle, clear and joyful, and persuasive.

Ancestor Hongjun sits in a high hall, facing so many prehistoric powers, unable to break through one by one, it is better to delay the attack and think again.

He is skinny, his joints are thin, muscles can be seen on his neck, he nodded: "It's the Demon Ancestor Rahu."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar, full of rebuttals.

"How dare you say that!"

"Hongjun! Didn't you fool us into being fools in a barren land!"

"You are so sanctimonious, and you still haven't admitted your fault to this day!"

Lao Tzu caressed his long beard and acted coyly, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "If it wasn't for you, how could I be bewitched to devour the origin of my brother's primordial spirit? Attracting the suspicion of my brother now? I regret it!"

While speaking, he fell to the side of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian, clutching their sleeves and crying loudly.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian looked at each other in dismay, their heads were bruised, but they still endured it.

Kunpeng was weeping, complaining, resenting, and admiring, and pretended to say: "It's him! It caused me to be jealous and kill Hongyun, and made him have a good reputation as a saint, but I was despised by the wild!"

Zhunti, the second sage of the West, also competed for the opportunity to speak: "It's you! I bewitched Emperor Xin to write a poem to humiliate Nuwa, and wanted to provoke Nuwa to overthrow the Shang Dynasty and cut off the luck of the Shang Dynasty for 600 years!"

Speaking of this, Nuwa's beautiful eyes narrowed, she took a hard look at the Second Saint of the West, and sneered twice.

"Hongjun, you are full of complaints now, and you still don't admit your mistake?"

Hongjun saw all the great powers in the prehistoric world were excited and bluffing, and their divine power leaked out for a few minutes, demolishing the buildings of Zixiao Palace in sevens and eighties.

I don't know who accidentally broke through the wall of Zixiao Palace.

The light of the sky poured on the great powers of the righteous crusade, they were passionate, verbal and verbal, and wished to overthrow Hongjun and Tiandao together.

Ancestor Hongjun sat calmly in the shadows.

I can't kill the saint to make an example, but the devious method seems to be useless.

On the surface, the ancestor Hongjun sat on a high platform, as immobile as a mountain, and he was sure of his innocence.

Secretly communicate with Heaven.

However, the Dao of Heaven was silent and did not respond, as if there had never been a law of Dao of Heaven in this world.

It seemed that Tiandao was going to push him to death, Hongjun Patriarch's divine light faded away, and he stood up slowly.

Heaven is ruthless.

He even looked at all the powerful people under his seat with compassion, these people were eventually manipulated by the Dao of Heaven.

As for Di Xin, who is calculating people's hearts, he is not the same as himself, wanting to have his own "Tao!"

Can't blame them for not seeing the Dao, being deceived by themselves, and by Di Xin!
The world is easy to change, the way of heaven is ruthless, when the calamity comes, these people are just orphans and rotting rats, not worth a penny.

Even though he was thinking this way, he used the coercion of the saint to speak slowly and loudly.

He looked at Fuxi and the others: "I still remember that you are the children under my seat. You have not yet opened your spiritual consciousness. You listened to my sermons and learned about yourself."

"I... really used you, what I can do, isn't it just to get rid of the way of heaven?"

"Coerced by the Dao of Heaven, how can I bear to be a puppet?!"

"Didn't preaching and preaching bring you blessings and become immortals?"

"After all, I am your master..."