[Comprehensive] The Adventures of the Hidden Prince

"Hongjun, do you think everything will go as you wish?"

The young man in purple robe sitting cross-legged on the futon was pale, and a consciousness in his soul was communicating with him.

Tiandao's voice was low and cold, but Hongjun's expression did not change at all.

"The law cannot be changed, and the way of heaven cannot be violated. Hongjun, even if you change your fate against the sky, what's the use?"

"How do you know that it doesn't work?"

Hongjun opened his eyes, and there was a galaxy far away in his pupils.

God damn it.

"Why do you fight the law for that man?"

Tiandao vomited blood in his heart. He didn't know when Hongjun started to fight against him.

The law of heaven has determined that the demon ancestor Luohu must die, and Hongjun will save him.

The law of heaven dictates that the two clans of Lich will be destroyed, the prehistoric world will be shattered, and the human race will prosper, but Hongjun will leave the prehistoric world behind.

The existence of Li Jiancheng threatened the way of heaven, and even shook the law. The way of heaven sent down punishment, but it just happened to encounter a catastrophe, just leave it alone, and Hongjun wanted to intervene!

A trace of scarlet blood spilled from Hongjun's lips. He had suppressed the Heavenly Dao for too long, and once he turned back, the damage he suffered would not be a little bit or two.

"boom--"

The black-robed demon ancestor kicked open the door of the secret realm, and what he saw was the pale face of the Taoist ancestor.

At this time, Hongjun raised a slight arc on his lips facing the furious Luo Hu. .

"When we meet you on weekdays, you always have a face of ice cubes, but now you have the intention to smile?"

Luo Hu rushed in in a hurry, and the guy who was worried in his heart actually looked like nothing had happened, and smiled angrily.

Hongjun said: "The law has moved, you go out."

The implication is that you can go out and kill Styx.

Luo Hu pulled the corners of his lips, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

He took a fixed look at Hongjun, and didn't notice any difference in his expression.

Mo Zu turned and left without any hesitation.

Since the seal was released, he has stayed in Zixiao Palace for so many years, isn't it just for this day?

It's time for a closure.

Watching Luo Hu leave helplessly, Tiandao screamed in Hongjun's consciousness.

"Do you know what letting him out means?! The law will not let him go!"

Hongjun said lightly, "I don't need to worry about that."

With a thought, Hongjun completely expelled Tiandao from his consciousness.

"How do you—?!"

"Since you separated your consciousness to control Prince Changqin, you should think of this."

Daozu raised his eyes and smiled silently.

Finally, it's finally over.

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When the sound of the piano and Jian Xiao met, the few remaining ancestral witches of the Wu Clan also got the news.

The war with the Yaozu has been fought to this day, and it is no longer possible to pursue the original reason.

"Is that the way to go?" Qiang Liang's voice was like thunder, he couldn't understand that after losing so many clansmen, his brothers wanted to let it go.

"Otherwise, do you want to watch the Wu Clan completely wiped out like this?"

"Then it's better to stop Changqin first, what does it matter if he doesn't distinguish between us?"

"What does it have to do with my son? My son is brave, and the monster race avoids its edge. The Zhaoming Sword Immortal clearly came from Zixiao Palace, so why should he side with the monster race?"

"Zhu Rong, are you blind? There is clearly something wrong with the Changqin, the fifty strings are played in unison, and the world returns to chaos. Everyone has to finish playing!"

"The monster clan has already withdrawn, and we still want to stay here?"

"Even if you're going to die, you have to pull the Yaozu back!"

During the quarrel between several ancestral witches, Gou Mang looked at Zhu Jiuyin who had been quiet all this time, and suddenly asked, "Zhu Jiuyin, do you know something?"

Zhu Jiuyin looked towards the sky, it was the battlefield between Prince Changqin and Sword Immortal Zhaoming.

No, that is no longer Prince Changqin.

Zhu Jiu: "Eastern Emperor Taiyi has contacted me."

"what?!"

The ancestral witches stopped arguing immediately, and looked at him with wide-eyed eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly faced several pairs of big eyes, sighed and said: "Do you still remember, what is the reason for our clan to fight against the monster clan?"

Naturally, it was for the prehistoric dominance.

Zhu Jiuyin said slowly: "There is a Taoist ancestor in Zixiao Palace. Although we don't care about world affairs, we are indeed under the Taoist ancestor. The Six Saints of the Great Desolation, Nuwa is a demon clan, can my witch clan have a place?"

"So what, saints can't interfere in this world at will."

"That's not what I want to say." Zhu Jiuyin paused for a moment, and sure enough, he saw the dissatisfied and urging eyes of his brothers.

He sighed in his heart, he really had to admit that in terms of combat power they were almost the same as the Yaozu, and in terms of scheming, there were really few who could match Donghuang Taiyi.

When Zhaoming Sword Immortal first entered the prehistoric world, when they didn't take it seriously, only Donghuang Taiyi noticed something and connected with Zixiao Palace in time.

Even he himself gradually figured it out in a series of events later.

Zixiao Palace, where is it true that you don't ask about prehistoric matters?

Zhu Jiuyin said word by word: "Nuwa created the human race, and she became holy with her merit. The human race will prosper, and the two clans of liches are no different from the two clans of dragon and phoenix in the past."

There was silence.

Gou Mang suddenly said: "It's more than that, isn't it? What else did Donghuang Taiyi tell you?"

Zhu Jiuyin took a deep look at Jumang, but did not answer his question directly, but said: "The Eastern Emperor said, if we don't change our behavior, one day the liches will all be wiped out."

The demon clan knew the opportunity, and the ten princes were firmly watched by the demon queen Xi He on the sun star, and they never stepped into the prehistoric world.There are no blood feuds, and the Yaozu side has no idea about taking a step back.

The Wu family... If there is no matter about the prince Changqin, I am afraid it will be difficult to agree.

But Gonggong snorted, "I don't believe what you said, Zhu Jiuyin, aren't you just scared? Now let's call Changqin back and let him stop going crazy."

After Zhu Rong listened, he picked up Gong Gong's words almost at the same time: "What do you mean, Gong Gong?!"

Gong Gong sneered: "Oh, what do I mean? You have never been at odds with me, and now your son is going crazy on the battlefield regardless of the enemy and us. What do you mean by me?"

Dijiang scolded him: "Gonggong, now is not the time for you to settle old scores!"

Gonggong said: "Why am I crazy? We have been fighting with the Yaozu for so long, and now you just quit if you say so?"

Gou Mang had a headache: "It's not about retreating, it's for the rest of the tribe..."

"Speaking of it, it's not like you're backing down." Gonggong pointed in the direction of the prince Changqin and said, "Zhu Jiuyin, you said that the prince Changqin was the source of the prosperity of my witch clan, what is that lunatic doing now? He is pulling us to die together!"

"Gonggong, why are you being so weird, you have always disliked my son!" Seeing the appearance of his parents and children at that time, Zhu Rong didn't know what happened, so he interrupted Gonggong's words immediately.

Gonggong was short of breath. Seeing that the brothers around him disapproved of his appearance, he said angrily, "Well, you all think so."

"You guys want to make peace with Yaozu, but I don't want to be angry with that."

Even if he dies, he will be buried with the Yaozu!

Gou Mang looked at the back of Gonggong who turned and left, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Zhu Jiuyin, why do I feel that Gonggong..."

"Let him go!" Di Jiang said coldly, "Who is willing to be with the monster race? We are the ancestor witches. How can we let the race be wiped out by our hands!"

Zhu Jiuyin thought of the ending of the prehistoric world he saw through time and space, and suddenly thumped in his heart: "Stop Gong Gong!"

That's too late.

After a moment of time stagnation, the whole prehistoric world collapsed.

"what happened?"

Zhu Jiuyin stared straight at the direction where Gong Gong was leaving. This scene was exactly the same as what he had seen before.

"Buzhou Mountain has collapsed."

In an instant, Di Jiang ordered the entire Wu clan to evacuate immediately.

But where can they retreat?

The sound of the piano hanging in the sky is like a reminder.

Almost at the same moment, the Demon Emperor Jun withdrew all his clansmen from the Lich Battlefield.

Donghuang Taiyi stood on the wasteland, looking at the piano shadow and sword light fighting in the distance.

A red glow returned from the sky, reflected in the golden eyes of the Eastern Emperor.

The sound of the zither resounding through the whole prehistoric land was as mighty as a river and sea pouring into the sky. He looked up at the red glow piercing the sky with an inexplicable expression, mixed with sadness and joy.

"From the fifteenth string, the sea of ​​blood moves."

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In the nether sea of ​​blood, the Patriarch Styx who is in charge of the Asura clan sits high on the throne, with a fanatic expression on his face.

"Let's fight, let's fight, the two clans of Lich, it's best to die together!"

If it weren't for the great power of the witch clan, how could the Asura clan shrink back into a sea of ​​blood, and could only pick up the souls of the six reincarnations and eat them?

Several demon gods under the seat looked at Styx's crazy appearance with cold eyes, and felt quite disdainful in their hearts. No matter how powerful Styx was, he was still far behind their former master.

If Daozu hadn't pushed too hard, they wouldn't have escaped into the sea of ​​blood.

Styx squinted his eyes and looked at the Demon God sitting down, disapproving.

Your master has been dead for so many years and still wants to stand up.

Hehe, the Dao ancestor was imprisoned by the way of heaven, and the Lich clan should be clean now. Next, the prehistoric is the home of the Asura clan.

How can a living soul with only six reincarnations do? The Asuras need more things.

Patriarch Minghe took his disciples out of the sea of ​​blood, and now that the prehistoric chaos is at hand, it is a good time for them to go out.

As for failure?Impossible, so what about the Lich Clan?So what if the human race is the master of luck?

Styx dared to fish in troubled waters, but because one day he touched the law.

That Zhaoming Sword Immortal seemed to have some supernatural power that threatened the law. When Styx got this information, he had been secretly accumulating strength.

In the heavens and worlds, the universe is prehistoric, and the laws of time and space are above all the ways of heaven.

The law will not favor anyone, but if something provokes it, it must respond.

When the time is right, borrowing the power of the law, even if there is only a slight inclination, it is enough for Styx to achieve his goal.

Now is the most suitable time for the Lich War.

Full of confidence, Styx brought the Asura tribe to appear in the prehistoric time. He had no idea that Daozu Hongjun, whom he thought was imprisoned by the Dao of Heaven, would sternly throw them together.

I don't know when Hongjun started to tamper with their lair.

Seeing the fall of Buzhou Mountain, Ming He suddenly felt uneasy again.

At this time, the sound of the piano, which was separated by a sea of ​​blood, finally reached his ears.

"not good!"

Under the Yellow Spring, a woman sighed faintly, saying that the way is ruthless.

The robes of "Prince Changqin" fluttered, avoiding the sword shadows falling from the sky, and the strings of the fingertips reached No. 15.

The calamity started, and the sea of ​​blood rioted.

Styx found out with horror that his connection with the sea of ​​blood had been cut off.

Just when he was about to leave with his subordinates, he found that the group of demon gods who were reluctant to follow him were all looking in one direction with fanaticism at the moment.

Styx felt a little uneasy.

Then, he saw a flying figure in a black robe.

With that face, Styx would never admit it wrong.

"Demon, Demon Ancestor?!"

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The sea of ​​blood churned, howling all over the world.

The left-behind Asuras are crowded on the same road with desolate beasts and demons. Thousands of creatures block the light of the sky, and the only way of life has been blocked.

When the wind blows thousands of miles away, blood flows up and down the clouds.

Lingzhu stood on the cloud, looking coldly at the Asura family struggling in vain under the cloud.

Minghe took advantage of the battle between Tiandao and Hongjun, and drew the power of a law to the sea of ​​blood, so as to achieve his goal.

He took advantage of the loopholes of the Dao of Heaven, and wanted to see if he could swallow the king's land.

If the spirit beads show up, maybe they can save a few members of the Asura tribe.However, he didn't want to move.

In the past, they paid a great price for despising Styx, and now they hate him so much.

So what?So what about the rule of abandonment?

Break it with one shot.

Lingzhuzi tilted his ears, and the sound of Fenglaiqin made his heart break.

it's time.

He remembered that in the past, when the Great Desolation was broken, Styx still had time to laugh at them.

"The sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the River of Styx never dies?"

Lingzhuzi said softly: "What if the sea of ​​blood no longer exists?"

The world reshuffled the cards, and beside the six paths of reincarnation, there is no need for the Asura clan, which devours the souls of living beings, to exist.

A red-tasseled long spear plunged into the sea of ​​blood from the sky, stirring up thousands of waves.

It also cut off the only way out of the blood sea.

There was a neighing sound, but Lingzhu ignored it.He rolled up the red silk and descended from the clouds.

The color of Huntian Ling was stronger than blood, the long silk rolled down, and brought the spirit beads straight to the depths of the sea of ​​blood where the power of law was hidden in the Styx River.

This is the goal of Lingzhuzi.

The Chaos Orb also possesses the power of space, as long as it can evade the law this time, Hongjun will be able to solve everything.

He didn't believe that their prehistoric world must be annihilated in time and space like other planes.

The Lingzhu was floating in the sea of ​​blood, her eyes were determined.

The sky and the earth are low, and there is a phoenix singing on the nine heavens.

The Qing Qi that existed between the heaven and the earth since the beginning of Hongmeng seemed to be called by something, and it continued to flow towards the sea of ​​blood.

There are nine colors of bright light escaping from it, and when the figure disappears, Lingzhu suddenly sees the smiling face of an old friend in the old land of the East China Sea in the long past.

This time, we can finally get to know each other well.

No.20, the three strings sound, and the avenue is felt.

Above the sea of ​​blood, the young man in red silk had disappeared.

A bright pearl shines through mountains and rivers.

The brilliant brilliance fell on the sea of ​​blood.

The collapse of Buzhou Mountain is still going on, and at this moment, all the great powers are looking in the direction of the sea of ​​blood.

They are waiting for an ending.

Do you just fall into the catastrophe with the destiny, or do you break up and stand up again, and be reborn from the ashes?