Prehistoric Hongmeng Supreme

Chapter 216 211 Two more
Mo Luo had a serious look on his face!

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, you are still like this!"

"My demon race is immortal, the immortal way is immortal, and the demonic way is immortal!"

"You think that old man Hongjun has discovered our existence?"

"And I don't know, my Heavenly Demon Palace possesses the Demon God Sword and the Holy Demon Banner transformed by Mie Shi Da Grinding!"

"This is to avoid the prying eyes of the Heavenly Dao. He Hongjun, a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, also wants to know the existence of my Heavenly Demon Palace. It is simply wishful thinking!"

Mo Luo was magnificent and said in a rather extraordinary way!

"At the beginning, the entire Great Desolate Power was trapped by my Demon Ancestor Luohu with the Immortal Execution Sword Formation. That old man Hongjun killed many Great Desolate Powers before he could safely sit on the puppet position!"

What Mo Luo said, the two Lich clans have basically heard a little bit, and the prehistoric peoples also know a lot!

It's just that, if you only listen to Mo Luo's one-sided words, and judge the credit of the prehistoric immortal way, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the sage Hongjun?
"Mo Luo, do you think that you can save your Heavenly Demon Palace by talking nonsense here and bewitching the hearts of the people? It's just wishful thinking!"

"The way of heaven is above, my Emperor Jun has advanced to the stage of Hunyuan sage, and today, on behalf of the way of heaven, we will destroy all the disciples in the Temple of Heavenly Demon, so as to rectify the rules of heaven!"

Dijun pointed to the blue sky, and the breath of a saint radiated from his body!

Although Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian is a Hunyuan saint, he is not a regular saint of heaven. Therefore, Dijun's majesty as a saint is not as good as that of a saint of heaven!

The breakthrough of the Hunyuan sage did not have the purple air coming ninety thousand miles east, no golden lotus rising from the ground, and no Qingyun spreading all over the prehistoric world!

Although the Wu Clan knew about Di Jun breaking through the Hunyuan Saint, they were not afraid at all!
The Witch Clan is still very confident in their Twelve Capitals, the Great Formation of Gods and Gods!

Afterwards, the Divine Fire of Chaos in Di Jun's hand flew out from the Dragon's Throne, and rushed towards Mo Luo with the power to destroy thousands!

Although Emperor Jun of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the early stage only used one blow, this blow made Mo Luo feel the breath of death!
A saint is a saint after all, even the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian is also a Hunyuan saint, and all saints are ants!
"The holy demon flag protects my real body, and the demon god sword kills immortals and destroys gods!"

Mo Luo took out the treasure that was transformed from the Great Grinding of the World, and it was the holy fire of chaos that was so handsome to God!
"Hehe, Di Jun, this deity is the protector of the Demon Race, how can I be afraid of a prehistoric creature like you!"

"Today, relying on the fact that your realm is higher than mine, you think that you can destroy the Heavenly Demon Palace without any effort. I, Mara, tell you, it is simply wishful thinking!"

"Now in the south of the Great Desolation, as long as the deity blew up one of the Demon God Sword and the Holy Demon Banner, he would release the power of destroying the world, and the entire South of the Desolation would be reduced to nothing in an instant. All races were also wiped out and returned to the prehistoric land, and this protector has already tied the ancestor of the spiritual veins in the prehistoric south with the foundation of the Tianmo Temple using supernatural powers. Will shatter!"

"Di Jun, you have to think about it clearly. The crimes of the Great Desolate South will be borne by you alone. There is no cause and effect, no limitless karma, and all of them will only be imposed on you!"

Mo Luo looked proud, he didn't take Dijun's saint seriously at all, the mere chaotic divine fire could be shattered by a wave of sword energy from the Demon God Sword!

But at this moment, the entire prehistoric people are restless!

"Mo Luo, your demon race is full of insidious and cunning people, even my prehistoric people want to plot against me!"

Mo Luo: "If it wasn't for the prehistoric creatures being a bunch of hypocrites, how could my Heavenly Demon Palace be like this!"

"What's more, it is superfluous for the prehistoric peoples to exist on top of the prehistoric ones. The liches are powerful, and one side will surely win in the future. At that time, in order to occupy the entire prehistoric region, do you and the other myriad races really think that they can live in peace forever?"

"Hahahaha!"

Di Jun's face was also livid at the moment, and he was gnashing his teeth. Mo Luo used the whole Great Desolate South as a handle to threaten him!
"Damn it, Mara, you demons are so brazen!"

Di Jun couldn't help but curse out loud!
If he hadn't cared about the entire prehistoric south, it would have been as easy as pie for him to destroy the Heavenly Demon Palace!

"Di Jun, don't be afraid, as long as you don't move your hands, my Heavenly Demon Palace can also keep its own place!"

At this moment, Di Jun also had some calculations deep in his heart: "It seems that we can only wait for the monster clan to destroy the witch clan, and then destroy the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

The Wu Clan didn't say a word at the moment, the Heavenly Demon Palace was no threat to their Wu Clan at all!
The so-called inner demons, they Wuzu don't have a soul, you talk about it, it can affect a fart!
"Human Wutian, Suiren family, let me ask you again, are you willing to join my Heavenly Demon Palace?"

Mo Luo finally plans to give Wu Tian another chance!
Wu Tian gritted his teeth tightly, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "I will join your uncle..."

When Suiren heard Wu Tian's answer, he smiled, closed his eyes, and lost his breath!
So far, the third of the fourth ancestors of the human race has fallen!
In the entire human race, only Wu Tian is the ancestor!
"Wu Tian, ​​it's a good job. Since you don't want to join my Heavenly Demon Palace, the human race branch in the south of the Great Desolation, and the entire western human race branch, my Heavenly Demon Palace will destroy them on behalf of the prehistoric creatures, and let the human race truly disappear in the world." Above the Great Desolation!"

Wu Tian, ​​it's your own fault, that girl Lan Xin, who was kneeling and begging me not to kill you, seems like she can't let her go!
Lan Xin's child will also belong to my Heavenly Demon Palace in the future!
"Hahaha!"

"Devil God's War, broken soul!"

Holding the ten thousand meter Demon God sword, Mo Luo came to Wu Tian's side, ready to send him to the road of death!

"I'll give you a ride! Return to heaven and earth!"

A sword cut out!
A wave of dark magic power was set off in the entire prehistoric south!

Wu Tian smiled, not talking, he wanted to enjoy all this!
At this moment, Wu Tian thought of the human race, the three Suiren family members, and Lan Xin. Although he is a demon, but...

Just at this critical moment, the miracle reappeared!

Beside Wu Tian, ​​a door of a mighty green avenue appeared!

The Qingmen slowly opened, and a black figure appeared!

"Who dares to slaughter the descendants of the deity!"

The figure appeared, the Lich was shocked, and the prehistoric people were even more shocked. Mo Luo was directly blown away by a million meters!
"All the prehistoric creatures in the district want to destroy my human race!"

"The long skirt flutters with the wind, and the sound runs through the nine heavens!"

During the battle between Hongjun and the Five Elements Demon God, he was even more in a trance!
"She has come back?"

"I am the Lord of Hunyuan, Holy Venerable Nuwa!"

"The human race was created by the deity, and I will keep him immortal!"

Wu Tian opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the beautiful figure beside him!

"Our Lady!"

36 Above the sky, Tiandao looked at the figure below, terrified: "She is so powerful!"

When Di Jun looked at this figure, he also had the feeling of kneeling and submitting!

"Sacred Nuwa, still so noble and glamorous!"

　Three watch till twelve o'clock at noon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)