[Honghuang] Demon Ancestor

Three days later, the six saints gathered in the heavenly court. They went back to discuss and finally agreed to Luo Suhui's proposal.

But even though he agreed to the plan of the Demon Ancestor, Sanqing still felt aggrieved. He wanted to see the Demon Ancestor and talk about it, but he didn't know that the Demon Ancestor did not come, but the one who came was Qiang Liang who had already died in the catastrophe of the Lich ! !

Of course, the saints were astonished, and Qiang Liang was also upset. All the Twelve Ancestral Witches died except for the two younger sisters. When they returned to the prehistoric world, apart from the joy of seeing Ji Du not dead, Qiang Liang only had love for you all. The hatred of saints and heaven.

He stood in the Great Hall of Heaven with a dark face, and beside him were six saints, and in front of him was the Haotian Jade Emperor. Qiangliang was extremely depressed, and he knew that he should change with Bai Ze. Face these bastards.

Nuwa looked at Qiang Liang whose appearance had changed drastically from a white tiger head to a black tiger head, and thought about it, Qiang Liang was one of the twelve ancestor witches, so it is possible that the demon ancestor sent all the fallen ancestor witches to the devil world ?

Tong Tian had a straightforward temper, but asked directly, "Ah, aren't you Qiangliang? Could it be that your ancestors and witches are still alive?"

Qiangliang snorted coldly, and he said slowly, "I'm a witch now, the sage of the Qing Dynasty must admit it wrongly. As for the others... Sister Xuanming occupies one of the holy positions of the demon world, and she is the witch saint of the demon world. My witch The clan is now thriving and thriving in the Demon Realm, and they are doing pretty well."

The complexions of the several saints changed, and they looked at each other a few times, with shock in their eyes.

What did they hear?Holy throne in the devil world?

Nuwa is a sage of the demon clan, so she couldn't ask Qiangliang directly, so she took a look at Zhunti.

Zhunti rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "So that's it, the ancestor Wu Xuanming became a saint? It's not easy for me to cultivate as a saint. It's a great blessing to have another fellow Taoist."

Qiang Liang snorted coldly, "Who said there is one more? Luo Xuan is also a saint!"

Luo Xuan?Isn't that the Taoist in black who directly bombarded Yuanshi at the heavenly banquet?

No wonder that guy dared to mock Yuan Shi, it turns out that he is also a saint...

Nuwa couldn't bear it anymore, she remembered that the ancestor of the devil once said that the holy position could be changed, and asked, "Is there any other Taoist friends?"

Qiang Liang glanced at Nuwa, and said dryly, "The holy seat in the devil world is waiting, the strong one is holy!"

All the saints were shocked. They worked hard to become saints. How could they know that the holy throne in the devil world is still empty, as long as they are strong enough, they can become saints?

Yuan Shi's face flushed red, "Ridiculous!!"

Does the demon world regard saints as Chinese cabbage?Anyone can be holy?

Qiang Liang sneered, he was too lazy to say anything more, "If you have any questions, why don't you go back and meet the Demon Ancestor directly, today I was ordered to send for fellow Taoists, if you are ready, then let's start."

He took out a small black dodecagonal mirror, "This is the mirror of the spirit. It is enough for the Taoist friends on the list to draw a trace of soul into the mirror."

The Jade Emperor, who has always been a wallflower, coughed, "If that's the case, then let's get started."

He glanced at the queen mother, the queen mother nodded, and her fingers changed magic spells, and immediately all the monks on the list received a message from the heavenly court.

The six saints glanced at each other, and Nuwa spoke first, "If the three brothers have concerns, why not let Nuwa come first."

She raised her hand a little, and a decree fell from the sky, and Lu Ya came over after a while.

He was still following Kunpeng, Kunpeng's face changed suddenly after seeing Qiangliang, and his voice changed, "Are you not dead?"

Qiangliang grimaced, "Ha, look who this is?" His voice was full of malice, "Come on, Kunpeng, let's put your true soul in."

Kunpeng hesitated for a moment, and if he wanted to say who was the most unlucky in the list of gods this time, they should be those powerful people who have already gone through the catastrophe and retired to hidden cultivation.

Doing it behind closed doors, disasters come from the sky, I don't know which wicked bastard wrote their names on the list of gods, so I have to come and go.

Kunpeng didn't say a word. In terms of thick skin, who can compare with him?

Lu Ya bit the bullet and stepped forward, "This fellow Taoist..."

Qiang Liang looked at Lu Ya, and the smile on his face became even more distorted, "Ah, isn't this Di Jun's son?"

Lu Ya's face was ugly.

——Seniority is too sad.

Haotian watched the scene become tense, and hurriedly said, "Let's put personal grievances aside first, let's deal with the matter of conferring gods first."

Qiang Liang looked at Lu Ya bitterly, raised his hand and tapped the black mirror, "Put the true soul in!"

Lu Ya took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and a ray of golden fire rushed into the black mirror. The next second, he fell with his head up and his body disappeared suddenly.

Kunpeng subconsciously said, "What did you do?"

Qiangliang said angrily, "His consciousness has already reached the Demon Realm, and his body will automatically enter the chaotic cracks. When his consciousness returns from the Demon Realm, his body will naturally return to its original position."

Nuwa sensed it, and her face softened, "He is right, Kunpeng will go too, I will take care of your body."

With Nuwa as a guarantee, Kunpeng cast a spell with a gloomy face. As soon as Kunpeng left, the Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi came.

His face was also quite ugly, "You saints are invited, you only need to defeat one person, right?"

Haotian nodded, saying that even if Zhen Yuanzi really came to the heaven, he would not dare to use it! !

This is the great power that existed after the opening of the sky, the strong man who can survive three catastrophes, no matter what his strength is, his luck and fortune are absolutely not bad.

Zhen Yuanzi flung his sleeves and left, followed closely by Patriarch Minghe, who was full of blood and fire, holding the Abi sword, and stepping on the fire red lotus. Unlucky for anyone.

He is also angry ==

Haotian watched Styx coming with anger, and immediately diverted his hatred and said, "If fellow Taoist doesn't want to, you can go to Zixiao Palace and talk to the Demon Ancestor by yourself."

Styx choked, his face turned pale, a trace of fear appeared, and then he became unwilling again, the murderous aura on his body almost solidified, he hesitated for a long time in front of the black mirror, and then reluctantly went to the Demon Realm.

Loose cultivators entered the arena one after another, and the disciples of the three religions also went to the Demon Realm one by one. Everyone was almost there, and the black mirror surface was lightened, and a light flashed on the mirror, revealing the situation of the Demon Realm.

"Okay, the competition has already started over there, I'll just watch the battle."

On the mirror, the irritable ancestor Xuanming slapped the hard-pressed Zhao Gongming away with a slap, Zhen Yuanzi daxian wrote a book on the ground, and the book turned into a huge brick, directly smashing Guang Chengzi's overturning seal, Kunpeng He no longer had any scruples, he burst into anger, and slapped Ran Deng's face with his paw.

Sanqing's face instantly became gloomy.

Yuan Shi was furious, "How courageous! You are too deceitful!"

Tongtian Jianmei slapped the dwarf in front of him with an upright slap.

But just when the sages decided to settle their accounts after the fall, a trace of demonic energy suddenly flashed over the ancestor Xuanming!

The saints were shocked, unbelievable.

Tong Tian suddenly looked at Qiang Liang, and the pressure of the saint permeated, "So that's how it is, the Demon Ancestor is very scheming!!"

Qiangliang's face turned pale, but he was content and unafraid, "My demon world is vast and sparsely populated, and there is no room for the wilderness. Anyone who comes from the demon world will not be rejected!"

At this moment, all the saints fully understood the means of the Demon Ancestor. It turned out that the Demon Ancestor took advantage of the great catastrophe of conferring the gods, and swept all the talented people from all over the world, and abducted all these people to the Demon Realm! !

What did Mo Zu say before?The winner returns to the prehistoric?I'm afraid it's not going back to the wilderness, but settling down in the devil world!

Zhunti stared blankly at Styx on the mirror, feeling infinitely emotional in his heart, this is the clever way to rob people!During this catastrophe, he plotted in every possible way, but still fell into the trap of the Demon Ancestor. Even though he was unwilling, he had to admire him.

Zhunti finally understood why his elder brother was so afraid of Mo Zu.

Not because of strength, but because of the clever tricks and calculations that day.

And monks in the wild can go to the devil world to settle down, but what about saints?Xuanming is no more than a ancestral witch, he becomes a saint when he goes to the demon world, and a saint goes to the demon world... Heh.

What kind of scenery will the realm above the saint be like?

Tong Tian's heart was pounding. Most of his disciples were ghosts, and they were more likely to become demons. Moreover, in order to compete for the luck of the human race, he had already fallen out with his two elder brothers. When there were foreign enemies, they could barely cooperate. When most of the monks in the prehistoric world left, leaving only the disciples of the Three Religions, I am afraid that he will completely fall out with his two elder brothers.

Instead of this, it is better to take a step back and go to the devil world to open up a new world.

"Do not refuse anyone who comes? With such brazen words, is there no law in the Demon Realm?" Tong Tian looked at Qiang Liang meaningfully, and his words were full of temptations, "What is the difference between the Demon Realm and the Primordial Desolation?"

Qiangliang smiled proudly when he heard the words, "There is a big difference. The laws of the demon world are based on the will of the demon ancestors. There is no destiny. The strong is king, and the loser bows down! As long as you have the strength, as long as you have the means, as long as you have the ability , all races can live together!"

Tong Tian's eyes suddenly brightened, "...What about the main character who has no luck in the Demon Realm?"

"Naturally! Because there is only one master of the Demon Realm!"

"That is the ancestor of the demon world, Luo Hu!"

Tong Tian was taken aback, that is to say, as long as he doesn't offend the Demon Ancestor Luohu, no one will cause trouble even if he pierces through the Demon Realm? !

Don't need to be robbed?Don't need to maintain the balance of heaven and earth?Don't need luck?Don't need any rules?

As long as it's strong enough...?

Nuwa's heart moved when she heard the words, and she looked at Zhen Yuanzi who was throwing the Kunpeng flying with the book on the mirror, her eyes became deep.

She asked: "How many saints are there in the devil world?"

Qiangliang smiled, very recklessly, "There are three saints in the devil world, and with the development of the devil world, there can be up to seven saints."

In other words, monks who can't get along in the prehistoric world have a much higher chance of becoming a saint than in the prehistoric world!

For example, Zhenyuanzi and Minghe, they have been cultivating for many years, holding innate spiritual treasures, they are just a little bit of luck and opportunity, once they reach the demon world...

Sanctification is naturally a matter of minutes!

And when all the monks in the prehistoric are gone, when there are no traces of gods in the vast prehistoric, only mortals are left to survive, those ancient myths become legends, and become absurd stories on paper. Beast is the same?

——Do you want to go to the devil world, dear?Be early!Don't wait!

At this moment, Luo Suhui was not in the army, but handed over the army to Su Hu.

Now the disciples of the three religions are all packed by him and thrown into the Demon Realm to play games. Even if they are as strong as Wen Zhong, as the third generation disciples of Jiejiao, they must leave the army and go to the Demon Realm. There are very few generals in command.

The Battle of the Conferred Gods will turn into a purely mortal war.

"Without the means of the gods, these powerful generals are not worth mentioning at all." Luo Suhui sat beside the Dragon King of the East China Sea, holding an oval egg in his arms. He gently stroked the eggshell, his face full of It was a smile, "Without a leader, the army is like a mess of sand, without the slightest threat."

In the armies of other vassals, once the commanding general left, no one in the army could take their place, but there were still Su Hu and Su Quanzhong in the army of the Marquis of Jizhou.

That's right, Su Quanzhong was reborn by his mother a long time ago. Although he is only eight years old this year, he has the memories of the previous 20 years. Apart from not being able to fight the enemy, his ability to command the army is even more proficient than before.

Oh, he changed his name to Su Quanyi =v=

This ebbs and flows, the Jizhou army is in full swing, Jizhou Hou Suhu has led his army to defeat Dong Bohou's army, and is finishing.

"It won't be long before the world will be stable." Luo Suhui flicked the dragon's eggshell, with a look of compassion, "After the chaos, there will be great order. When the prosperous age comes, the people will be able to live and work in peace and contentment."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea looked at Luo Suhui with a stiff face... the egg in his arms felt as uncomfortable as if he had been stabbed against the scales. Even though he didn't know who the person in front of him was, just think about it. Extremely in awe, he had to hold back his desire to snatch the dragon egg back, and sat on the other side obediently watching, and had to match a few sentences from time to time.

"You are so right, the world is stable, and we can have a good life..." The Dragon King said nonsense that he didn't believe, his eyes couldn't leave the dragon egg, "I don't know why you are here today..."

Luo Suhui said with a smile, "Young Master has a great chance."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea curled his lips. The Dragon Clan doesn't need any great chances, as long as they practice step by step, they can improve their strength. He really doesn't like mere chances.

Luo Hu looked at the dragon egg tenderly, and said calmly, "Ao Guang, do you know what the world looked like before the Great Desolation was opened up?"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea was taken aback, with deep awe on his face.

Oh my god, is it possible that this person in front of you is actually a monk of chaos?

"The heavens and the earth are as chaotic as a hen's chicken. You can see the chaotic qi everywhere. There are three thousand demon gods in it, and there are three thousand demon gods in it. They are invincible." Luo Suhou's voice was distant. Piao Miao, "Three thousand demon gods died in the great catastrophe, and countless corpses of demon gods sank in the prehistoric continent. There were dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns born in the world, and their offspring prospered and multiplied for generations."

"Unfortunately, when the moon is full, it will be a loss. The three clans fell in the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, and then there were two lich clans fighting for the front..."

Luo Suhu was smiling, and his black eyes were slightly rippling, as if a long ancient myth was slowly unfolding. The Dragon King of the East China Sea was stiff at the moment, and he had already stood aside, holding the disciple's salute, with a respectful expression.

"One calamity after another, the blood of the demon god gradually melted away. Today's monks all look like human beings, and they are called the heads of all spirits..." Luo Suhui lowered his eyes, "Do you know why?"

Without waiting for the Dragon King of the East China Sea to speak, he continued, "Because God has decided that the master of the Great Desolation is a human being! Therefore, only the human form is most suitable for the cultivation of the Great Desolation."

"Cultivating the Tao as a human being has the highest possibility of reaching the peak. Of course, the possibility of being controlled by the Dao of Heaven is also the highest."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he seemed to have heard something incredible.

"But what if... there are no saints in this world?"

A vicious smile appeared on Luo Suhui's face, the holy place in the demon world was waiting for him, he didn't believe that the prehistoric saints would not be tempted, once the prehistoric saints were not enough, the way of heaven would be completed automatically, and he would definitely choose one of the rising monks. St.

If Hongjun can seize the opportunity, with his understanding of the prehistoric way of heaven, with his hundreds of millions of years of cultivation level and realm, use the way of heaven to become a saint, and then refine the way of heaven in turn to completely control the world, it will be easy.

He sighed, "The God Conferred Tribulation, it really is a good time."

It not only gave him the chance to catch people, enriched the devil world, but also exposed the flaws in the way of heaven, fulfilling the love of Hongjun.

Luo Hu smiled with pride on his brows. He remembered that a long, long time ago, he was just a little demon god, wandering in the chaos every day, racking his brains with Mie Shi Hei Lian, thinking about how to survive the Great Tribulation. To survive, how to survive Hongjun's pursuit, how to survive under the prehistoric way of heaven, how to escape from the control of the prehistoric way of heaven, how to... control your own destiny.

The struggles and hardships in the past were like dreams and illusions. Looking back now, he can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Whether cultivating the Tao or becoming a demon, it is all about refining the mind.

If you want to get something, you have to give up something. The gain or loss depends on personal choice. After going through the thorns, looking back, and daring to say a word without regret, you can be a real strong.

His eyes passed through the resplendent Dragon Palace, through the dark blue sea water, and came to a world full of sword energy.

The four swords of Zhu Xian are trembling and screaming, showing the determination and firmness of the master's heart.

Inside Biyou Palace, Tong Tianxia made up his mind to move with his disciples.

At the same time, the eggshell in Luo Hu's arms clicked, revealing a crack.

He smiled.

"Everything is as I expected."