Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

"All your paths are set by me, do you think you still have room to resist?" Fate stretched out his hand again, and Huang Jiding spun in front of him.

Then, at this moment, Kunpeng Qiyun, who was still majestic just now, fell into the Huangji Cauldron as if he had lost his resistance.

Not only that, even Ji Fa's human luck, even his cultivation level, fell into the Huangji Cauldron.

Today's Ji Fa is full of despondency.

His mind was hit extremely violently, and his body shook.

Before, Xiao Hongjun had exhausted all his tricks, but in the end...

"When did you even have luck..." Ji Fa gritted his teeth.

"This is even simpler. I am the king of the state of Zhou. Do you think it is difficult to manipulate luck?" Destiny sighed.

"After all, I was the one who brought you up to this point, and it took me a lot of hard work. Although you, a rebellious son, want to murder me, it is not impossible for me to continue to give you the position of the son of the world, the position of the saint, and you are indispensable."

Ji Fa gritted her teeth and hesitated for a while.

But after struggling for a while, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I, Huangji Demon God, thought I had schemed against everyone, but I didn't expect it to be a pawn in someone else's hands. It's sad..."

Afterwards, he looked at fate, and said bitterly: "Don't be complacent, Hongjun is in charge of the prehistoric world, and he has the help of heaven, so he will definitely not tolerate you."

"boom--"

The next moment, Ji Fa, also known as the Emperor Demon God, dissipated directly on the spot.

Even if he dissipated into the prehistoric world, he would never submit to fate.

"Why bother!" Fate shook his head.

In the camp of the Shang Dynasty, the face of the Holy Mother of the Guiling showed a strong joy.

"Fate, it really is fate, I'll say he has a backhand! Now that humanity is in his hands, Hongjun can't do anything to us."

The rest of the people just heard this from shock, and their bodies trembled again.

destiny!

Didn't it mean that Mr. Chen is the Demon God of Destiny?

Could it be that this is his layout?

"If Grandpa Chen wants the position of co-lord of the human race, so what if I, Di Xin, give it up?" Di Xin said happily.

However, Yang Jiao and the others looked at each other with worry in their eyes.

"I can tell that this fate is not Grandpa Chen!" Su Xiaoli said firmly.

Xiao Tiangou also tugged at Yang Jian and said, "The lord said that Taoist Bailong is not fate, so hurry up, or you will suffer!"

Chapter 388 Is He Not Destiny?Yuan Shi hit hard

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

At some point, the entire Sanshan Pass was enveloped by a special rhythm.

Not only Yang Jian, but almost everyone present noticed it.

"Fate draws the power of the river of fate, what is he... going to do..." Xiao Tiangou exclaimed.

At this time, a figure appeared beside Fate, with a look of excitement on his face.

"Fate, I already knew that you had a backup. As expected! It seems that Hongjun is not in your eyes!" The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit said happily.

"Yu!?" Destiny frowned.

There seemed to be some doubts in his eyes.

"Fate, don't pretend. Back then you let me knock down the Tianzhu and promised to give me a holy seat. I don't expect this holy seat too much, but I hope you quickly rescue my master!" The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit looked expectant.

Fate is even more puzzled.

"Oh! It's this time, are you still pretending to be funny? You are the biggest winner in this catastrophe of conferring gods. Now, I'm afraid even Hongjun can't do anything to you!" The Holy Mother of Guiling continued.

I thought to myself, fate this guy.

I had guessed his identity a long time ago, so why put it here!

"Gui Ling, he is not the White Dragon Taoist!"

Just now I heard the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit screamed by Su Xiaoli.

The face of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit changed drastically.

Isn't destiny Bailong Taoist?

What do you mean?

At first it was obviously...

Before the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit could think about it, Destiny smiled at her.

"Yu, although you are also one of the three thousand demon gods, your strength is too weak. But waste utilization, your strength is still somewhat useful."

"You..." The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit realized that she was about to back away quickly.

"I can't run away!" Fate sneered, and suddenly a nearly transparent silk thread sprang from his fingertips.

"This is the line of fate condensed by the laws of fate. If it is penetrated by this line, it will be completely reduced to a puppet of fate... Fate should want to control us all!" Xiao Tiangou panicked.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's Shang and Zhou battlefields have gathered half of the high-end combat power in the entire prehistoric period.

What's more, because of mutual consumption, both parties are a little bit in decline.

Two dogs fight, play off.

Whether it is Shang or Zhou, it is the goal of fate in the end.

"Is it still necessary to fight this fight?" Dan Qiu looked at Shi Qilin and Yuan Feng.

Yuanfeng stopped first.

As for Shi Qilin, he also stopped fighting with resentment.

At this moment, Shi Qilin's horn was cut off, his face was blue and his face was swollen, his body was dripping with blood, and his scales were falling off.

Even the hair on his body was scorched by Danqiu.

On the other hand, Yuanfeng was basically unharmed.

It's so discriminating!

"Master Uncle, it's time to stop!" Ao Hai held the Zhuxian Sword Formation in his hand, but his expression was a little sluggish.

Although with the help of the formation map, he was able to contain Yuanshi.

But, it's just restraint.

It is only a matter of time before the formation is breached.

Yuanshi took back the Pangu flag that had been sacrificed, and looked at fate.

And Ao Hai didn't hesitate, and directly threw the Dragon Spear, cutting off the thread of fate.

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit has lingering fears.

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

"You go back first!" Ao Hai said.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian hovered around him, and the Dragon Rising Spear was constantly shaking.

Although the Destiny Demon God did not deliberately show the slightest coercion.

However, everyone is very clear that he must be more terrifying than the Emperor Demon God who directly climbed to the eighth heaven of saints before!

At this moment, even Yuan Shi is ready.

The five sages put aside their grievances directly and surrounded their fate.

In Zixiao Palace.

"Destiny is born, why don't you make a move?" Lulu asked with a half-smile.

Hongjun didn't say anything.

Although fate appeared and surrounded by the law of fate, he always felt that something was wrong.

Is Bailong Taoist destiny?

If so, why didn't you recognize the Demon God of Yu?

installed?

if not……

hiss--

Who is that white dragon?

"If you don't take action, then Yuan Shi and the others may be controlled by fate!" Lulu continued.

"The three of them, no matter how you say it, are saints."

"No hurry!" Hongjun said lightly.

Not to mention three saints' combat power, even five.

In order to verify the truth of fate, he did not hesitate to give up.

At the moment when fate appeared, he really had such a shred of fear.

The name of the shadow man of the tree.

The Destiny Demon God ranked second among the [-] Demon Gods, second only to Pan Gu.

He couldn't help but be careless.

Under the sky pillar.

"My lord, fate is in this world. It seems that the human way is all set up by him. His hiding is really deep!" Mo Luo said quietly.

"You were once the Demon God of Destruction among the Three Thousand Demon Gods, so what do you think of your fate?" Chen Xuan asked.

Mo Luo paused slightly.

"Fate does things, and it has never been upright. Even our top ten demon gods are extremely afraid of him, because if we don't pay attention, we will fall into the giant net of fate weaved by him and be driven by him."

"So! Do you think that a layout of the Destiny Demon God is only humane?" Chen Xuan asked again.

Suddenly, Mo Luo's pupils shrank sharply.

The layout is humane.

Using Huangji Demon God as a pawn, stealing the luck of humanity and gaining the control of humanity, in the eyes of others, this is a big plan.

but……

This is for fate who is good at calculating and weaving the web of fate.

Seems too pediatric.

When Pangu destroyed the three thousand demon gods, his fate did not fall into reincarnation and was restricted by Hongjun.

Instead, it has been hiding in the dark.

From the beginning of the sky to the present, this is the first time that fate has appeared.

For others, this way of appearance is certainly cool, but...

"Could it be... this guy is not destiny?" Mo Luo exclaimed.

"Look!" Chen Xuan said.

Mo Luo said no more.

He believed in his master unconditionally.

With the master's method, it's just a fate, isn't it easy to clean up?

"Five saints, yes. As long as you can be refined into my puppets, that will be a big help."