Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Of course, the thought of feeling that Luohou was miserable and not wanting to bully Luohou only went through Fuxi's mind.

Then he was kicked out without hesitation.

"Teacher, is there really no way to deal with Luohou?" Fuxi frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Well... there is really no way in this space under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao." Ao Changsheng nodded and said.

"This Luohou is suppressed by Hongjun in this space under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao and has no intelligence. It can't be regarded as revenge at all, but..."

"If you really want to target Luohou, after returning to the prehistoric world, you can try to create some methods against the demons."

"Like any methods that are very harmful and insulting, you can try to create some and spread them in the prehistoric world."

"Or try to create some methods to summon Luohou's demonic energy and demonic thoughts, summon Luohou's demonic thoughts, and try some tricks."

As Ao Changsheng spoke, Fuxi's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Then teacher, can I summon all the evil spirits and thoughts of Luohou to the prehistoric world..."

"I can't do it."

Fuxi was interrupted before he finished speaking. Ao Changsheng looked at Fuxi and said softly.

"Don't think that Luohou has no power to fight back and can be slaughtered just because he looks like this now."

"When Luohou and Hongjun fought, both of them had already reached the great perfection of quasi-saints, and they were only one step away from becoming saints."

"Although Hongjun won in the end, the secret method of transforming into the demon world that Luohou finally used turned him into this."

"But it also made him merge with the magic path and break through to the realm of the merged saint."

"If all the evil thoughts of Luohou are summoned to the prehistoric world, then Luohou will be resurrected directly."

"As a reborn sage of the magic path, Luo Hou, let's not talk about whether he will be killed or not, I'm afraid that after the other party is resurrected, facing a dead end, he will directly destroy the Demonic Path. "

"Although I don't have a good impression of the Demonic Path, there is no doubt that the Demonic Path is also an indispensable path in the prehistoric world."

"Hongjun will be the first one who will not allow such a thing, unless..."

Fuxi, who was about to give up this idea without hearing Ao Changsheng's words, was stunned and asked quickly: "Teacher, unless what?"

"Unless you can cultivate a peerless demon who has achieved the great perfection of the quasi-saint in the practice of the Demonic Path." Ao Changsheng smiled evilly.

"A demon who has fully comprehended the Great Dao of the Demonic Path can definitely interfere with Luohou's control of the Great Dao. Not to mention taking it away directly, but it is still possible to prevent Luohou from destroying the Demonic Path."

"In this way, Hongjun will not only not stop you, but may even help you in return!"

"This..."

Fuxi was stunned for a moment, and after a little thought, he shook his head decisively and said, "Forget it in this case!"

"To cultivate a cultivator of the Demonic Path, and to cultivate a cultivator who has perfected the Demonic Path, let alone whether it can be cultivated, even if it can, it will inevitably cause endless killing."

"I can't do this kind of thing!" Fuxi said with a wry smile.

"Still sober..." Ao Changsheng looked at Fuxi with a smile.

"Whoever cultivates a demon and plots against Luohou might as well practice well. Your Eight Diagrams Great Dao is still far from perfection."

"Let's go! Come back with me to practice!" Ao Changsheng called out.

"Yes, teacher!" Fuxi replied.

…

Honghuang!

In a cave somewhere

“You failed!”

An extremely weak voice came from Bai Ze’s mouth.

As the demon ancestor Luohou who once created the first killing array in Honghuang.

His array skills are unfathomable.

Even if the demonic energy in this array was completely extracted by Fuxi, the array itself still firmly suppressed Bai Ze, a quasi-saint-level demon.

Even more, if the demonic energy was not extracted by Fuxi, this array could even completely wipe out Bai Ze in a thousand years.

"Luo Hou's demonic energy disappeared, you failed!"

"Failed? No, I didn't fail! It was Luo Hou who failed..."

"An old antique who still thought he was living in his own world, a fool who didn't even see the situation clearly!"

"It's normal to end up like this."

Gui Che sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Bai Ze's calm face, without the slightest depression, and whispered: "But I succeeded!"

"Luo Hou used my demon race to start a war with the human race, and announced his return to the prehistoric world in a high-profile manner."

"And I am using his ability to seduce to reunify the demon race." Gui Che said in a low voice calmly.

"Reunify? You are consuming the last foundation of my demon race... Billions of demons died in vain..." Bai Ze glared at Gui Che and roared in a low voice.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gui Che, who sneered in a low voice: "Billions ofThe demon race, ridiculous! Those are just traitors of my demon race, cannon fodder. "

"When my demon race was strong, they sucked blood from my demon race, and when my demon race was defeated, they wanted to kick the demon race away. How could it be so easy."

"Sacrificing those traitors to Luohou was part of the plan." Gui Che whispered.

"Ghost Che..." Bai Ze looked at the ghost car in front of him with a very complicated expression: "You are crazy!"

"You said I am crazy?" Gui Che's expression suddenly became ferocious and he roared at Bai Ze: "What do you know?"

"You don't know at all that when you were wandering around the wilderness and doing nothing in the name of saving the last glimmer of life for the demon race."

"How much have I paid for the demon race?"

However, soon, Gui Che's expression calmed down, and he sneered: "Bai Ze, among the few of us who survived, you are the smartest. "

"You must have seen it a long time ago. The human race... This is the race that is destined to become the new overlord of the prehistoric world after the decline of our witch and lich races."

Bai Ze had a complicated expression. Of course he knew.

Or, in other words, almost everyone with a little vision in the prehistoric world could see it.

This is a race with several saints standing behind it, and one of them was born in its own race. Such a race is destined to stand at the top of the prehistoric world.

This is not like Nuwa, who was once called the saint of the demon race, who almost ignored the demon race.

It is also different from the fair-minded saint who could no longer set foot in the prehistoric world after the witch Hou Tu was reincarnated.

Although Fuxi has repeatedly declared that he will forever suppress the human race and cannot leave Huoyun Cave.

But...

Once or twice, when Fuxi should have taken action, he hesitated a little bit.

In the prehistoric world, the powerful and well-known people have long regarded Fuxi's words of forever suppressing Huoyun Cave as a joke.

"Ghost Car, what do you want to do? "Bai Ze asked in a deep voice.

"What do you want to do?" Gui Che sneered: "I want to tear off a piece of meat from this race that is destined to stand on the top of the prehistoric world."

"It is not so easy for other races to replace my demon race and become the new prehistoric overlord."

"Even if he has Fuxi and Nuwa behind him, I will make his human race spit out the part that does not belong to him."

"And I succeeded. Using the flesh and blood of these traitors and the identity of the demon Luohou, I tore the human race apart openly."

"Tear off the meat that originally belonged to my demon race." Gui Che laughed, laughing very proudly and very crazy.

Bai Ze looked at the crazy laughing Gui Che, and was suddenly shocked. An extremely crazy guess appeared in Bai Ze's heart.

"You want to confront the demon race and the human race like the lich, and become the opponent of the human race?" Bai Ze blurted out directly.