Chapter 510

There is no shortage of fighting in the flood and famine. Although there has been a lot of looting, there will be fighting wherever there are people. With the retreat of the three ethnic groups, fierce animals run rampant on the earth. With the help of innate Qi, wisdom is born.

On the sun star, two men bred by true fire naturally show the instrument of hegemony. Seeing that those intelligent beasts born on the earth do not understand the method of practice, they drop their bodies with great magic power: "now, we are a demon family."

Like sensing the reality of the demon family, there was a thunder in the world to celebrate the new ethnic group.

In emperor Jun's words, all things in the world are defined as demons. The superfluous beasts and creatures are collectively referred to as the demon family, while flowers, plants and trees are the essence and spirit.

Pangu's blood essence absorbs the people with turbid Qi as witches, and the wasteland feeds on the flow of beasts. He eats hair and blood to strengthen his huge power of Qi and blood. Under his natural magic power, it is mostly based on their ancestral witch attributes. Power, time and elements such as ice, wind, fire and water will inevitably compete with the demon clan with the strength of the ethnic group.

The two sides fight only for survival. Today you eat me, and tomorrow I will kill your tribe. Gradually, the contradiction becomes more and more serious.

At the top of Zhoushan mountain, Emperor Jun, the sun god bird, and one or two God mansions of the Eastern Emperor, fell here, but there was a trace of induction in their hearts. They came to the vast void, not even a cloud.

"Second brother, the secret of heaven is revealed. There is a chance for you and me here. How can there be no sign."

When the eastern emperor heard the speech, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly and his eyes burst out. Then, he saw an ancient clock flying boldly between his hands and his body's mana operation.

"Buzz"

The ancient and simple bell of the majestic atmosphere sounded, and there was a tremor in the air at the top of the nihilistic Zhoushan mountain. The next moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in the void, the strong power of stars swept out, and the innate Qi of Taoism rushed out.

"Hmm? This is it?" emperor Jun said with a deep doubt. In front of him, what is in the crack is not a space, but a space channel. A bright light flows around him, and then he flew in.

In the blink of an eye, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, who flew in, looked very happy. Behind the space channel, there was a huge fairyland, on which 365 ancient stars were shining with bright light. Under the strong power of stars, they made the surrounding spiritual plants flourish.

"Elder brother, this place can be used as the place for our demon family's demon court."

"That's right."

With the advent of the demon court, Dijun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi accepted the top ten Manas, and the people behind them were listed as the top ten demon generals of the demon family. With their unremitting efforts, the demon family became stronger and stronger.

At this time, a huge Taoist temple stood in the west of the wasteland. A red robed Taoist waved to the Taoist behind him: "Taoist brother, I'll travel through the wasteland. See you in Zixiao palace a thousand years later."

"Hongyun, your character is too busy. You should be more careful now that lichs are rampant in the wasteland." Zhen Yuanzi nodded and looked at the kind Hongyun on his face and couldn't help reminding him.

Hongyun waved his hand. Although Zhen Yuanzi reminded him, Hongyun is a free and easy person. He is alone and carefree between heaven and earth. When he meets injustice, he takes care of it. He rises up from the clouds, but staggers towards the wasteland.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and shook helplessly. His old friend's character was clear. However, I just hope he can take some heart. Now there are waves again in the famine, for fear that his friend would be robbed.

In the north, it is so cold that there are few Lich people here. At this time, I saw a red shadow galloping, and then I lowered my body, as if looking for something: "eh, it's you."

In front of me, a handful of sand braved the power of evil spirits appeared in front of the red cloud. I was glad to reach out and grab it. This is the only treasure I have found for countless years. It just matches me.

"Bang"

At this time, a cold magic power in the sky turned into invisible sword Qi, and Sen Leng's murderous Qi swept across the sky. Hong Yun was surprised and raised his hand to meet him. He broke the sword Qi in an instant. His eyes looked at the figure flying from the horizon with some surprise: "what does Taoist friend mean?"

There is a fish in Beiming. Its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it turns into a bird. Its name is Peng. Its back is thousands of miles. It is Kunpeng.

At the time of the battle of the three races, that is, the divine beast that exists in the world did not dare to set foot in the wasteland because of its lack of mana. With the opening of Hongjun's sermon, it came out in an incarnation: "I should ask you, this is the place for my cultivation. Why do Taoist friends come here?"

The red cloud frowned slightly, arched his hand and said, "I feel the secret of heaven. Here is my chance. That's why I came here this time." the sand in his hand was directly put into his arms. After all, it is the treasure of the secret of heaven.

Kun Peng's face sank, and his breath was cold, but now it was more and more cold: "the land of the North Sea is my Taoist field, and the things I made are all mine. Taoist friends, please return the Lingbao to me."

Poverty is now synonymous with the flood and famine. After all, not all creatures have accompanying treasures. Do you not see fierce animals? The three ethnic groups smashed the sky and the earth, so that some treasures that have not yet been conceived and formed have been destroyed.

As soon as the corner of the red cloud's mouth was drawn, this Liao was the most shameless member I had ever seen. The North Sea was vast, but this place was the most marginal area. The Lingbao born was an ownerless thing: "ha, I have done it once, and it can be judged."

I can't wait for it. Kunpeng's eyes flashed a murderous opportunity. He had never seen a spiritual treasure. The only thing he saw was the manifestation of heaven's secret. However, he was poor.

His mind was calm. As soon as he made a move, he made a series of killing moves. However, he made Hong Yun frown. They had never had a deep hatred. The Taoist was too cruel in front of him.

The figure turned sharply and changed. When he raised his hand, the boundless evil Qi rose, and the roaring vigorous wind turned into strength all over the sky. For a time, the North Sea collapsed and cracked.

"Bang"

In the endless smoke and dust, I saw a figure flying out. A fist in front of me smashed the Taoist robe. My gloomy eyes stared coldly at the red figure stepping out: "the result of this war is that I won."

Kunpeng snorted coldly and didn't say a word. He turned and flew away from here. His clenched fists showed that he didn't dare to end the matter like this.

Hongyun shook his head, calmed the boiling mana in his body, and showed a smile at the corners of his mouth. During the time in Wuzhuang temple, he often talked about the way in zhenyuanzi, and could eat the ginseng fruit produced by the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. His cultivation mana was higher than Kunpeng. He touched the Lingbao in his arms, and his feet turned into a red light, flying towards the Wasteland: "you need to find a container to refine it."

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"Come to Zixiao palace quickly"

The sound of the majestic Avenue spread all over the wasteland, but three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. Hongjun's second sermon is about to begin, but there are both joy and anger.

"I've been thinking about the demon family over the years, but I forgot to settle the matter. It's really annoying."

"Don't be angry, and go to Zixiao palace."

"Brothers and sisters, you can go to Zixiao palace and follow me."

"Houtu sister paper, we only have the power to repair the flesh and the power of the yuan soul. Why should we listen to the ethereal way? We'd better accompany our brother to hunt those demons."

Zixiao palace is still the same as in the past, but at the moment, people's expression has changed slightly. With the improvement of magic level, they are more and more eager for Lingbao, so they are different from each other.

"Silence, this is the saint's ashram, no noise" came the crisp child voice, but I saw a girl knocking with a ruler, and the shaking void swept by huge pressure.

Yuqingjue smiled and narrowed his eyes at the girl. He was taught by the ruler. Hongjun's products must be high-quality products, which are specially used to admonish himself: the way of fate is broken and then stand. Luo, should I thank you?

For a moment, as the palace calmed down, Hongjun's figure was slim and smoke-free. I didn't know when he had sat on the cloud bed, and the Tao around him was manifest. The invisible fluctuation of the Tao swept through, and the Golden Lotus surged and the aura was churning.

"When the Tao is not bothered, it will never be true. There are gods in every hundred festivals of mud pills..."

Yu qingjue's face was solemn, and the chaos of the universe in his body kept surging. The swaying World Tree absorbed the sound of the heaven of the avenue, and the Tao surged, and thousands of Hua Guang scattered on the original continent. Then it spread to the whole universe. In the invisible power of the Tao, the universe seemed to be cheering, and joy surged into his heart.

It seems that the power of the eighth prohibition in the body is about to break the seal. Yu qingjue's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. A hint is in front of his chest, but the surging Tao is gradually calmed down. At the moment, if the prohibition is broken, I'm afraid he will become the second saint. Unfortunately, it's not the time. A small universe in the body is not enough for the outer universe, and still needs precipitation.