Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Demon Master!

Its name is Kunpeng.

The top powerhouse of the demon clan.

His greatest achievement is the creation of Yaowen.

The Yaozu, except for a few innate creatures, are all native creatures of the heavens and myriad realms. In the early days of their birth, due to lack of inheritance, they were very weak.

The birth of Yaowen just made up for this shortcoming.

The powerhouses of the monster clan use the monster script to deduce a large number of exercises, enhance the strength of the monster clan, and promote the progress of the times.

The way of heaven has a feeling, and it has sent down a lot of merit.

With the power of meritorious deeds, Kunpeng's strength increased rapidly and he became an all-powerful figure.

It's a pity that during the Lich War, Kunpeng became the key care object of the Wu Clan, and his holy throne was shattered, leaving him with incurable injuries.

Not long after knowing his fate, Kunpeng left the ancient demon court alone, looking for a cure.

It's a pity that he has traveled all over the nine heavens and the nine underworld, but he still didn't find life, and instead aggravated his injuries.

In desperation, he had no choice but to return to Beiming, the land of dreams, and build a mausoleum.

In order to prevent his physical body from being destroyed, he used his last strength to block the secret of heaven.

So far, Kunpeng has lived a magnificent life.

After the end of the chaotic era, the Yaozu couldn't bear the cause and effect, and became the current heaven and ten thousand tribes.

In order to restore the glory of the demon clan, the strong man of the first generation of the heavens and all races went to the sea of ​​darkness to look for the mausoleum of the demon master.

It is rumored that in the mausoleum of the demon master, there are countless funeral objects, including treasures of heaven and earth, powerful magic weapons, and skills of the demon clan.
However, no one knows the location of the Demon Master's Mausoleum.

The powerhouses of the first generation of all heavens and ten thousand races turned the sea of ​​the Northern Darkness upside down, but they didn't find it, so they could only return disappointed.

After that.

Horrible things happened.

For unknown reasons, the heavens and all races have gradually forgotten the demon writing, and many magical powers left over from the ancient demon courts cannot be used.

Even the demon saint is the same.

In this way, it can explain the reason why Ditian came to the literary world in person.

Because the mausoleum of the demon master was born, Wanzutang found the exercises recorded in the ancient demon texts, and needed a strong writer in the literary world to translate them.

"The emperor is wise!"

After sorting out the cause and effect, Emperor Peng couldn't help admiring.

Outsiders only see the recent defeat of the heavens and the ten thousand races, but they forget that the heavens and the ten thousand races have always had the upper hand in the previous epochs.

And trampled on the human race who had succeeded in breaking the sky several times.

Only he knows that the emperor's strength, in addition to strength, also has wisdom beyond the world.

This world is full of common people.

dong dong dong.
At this moment.

A heavy copper bell sounded from afar.

"Let's go!"

Ditian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a bright light bloomed, like two big suns volleying in the sky, but in a very short time, the light disappeared and the edge was hidden.

He let out a breath of foul air and said in a deep voice.

To be honest, he absolutely hates being aligned.

In his view, only losers need allies.

"Unknowingly, this seat has become a 'loser'?"

Di Tian laughed at himself, pushed open the door of the palace, and saw the head of the literary world leading the high-level leaders of the literary world, walking with a smile on his face.

"True hypocrisy!"

Di Tian secretly mocked.

Afterwards, a smile appeared on his face, which was very gorgeous.

Next, there was the extremely tedious and boring alliance ceremony, which took a full two hours.

On the beaming school field.

Sitting opposite Di Tian and Wenzhu, the fairy lights shone like two great worlds, eclipsing all the prosperity of the literary world.

In front of the two of them, there are two alliance letters.

Under the watchful eyes of the strong men on both sides, the two signed their names and stamped their seals.

"hold head high!"

"hold head high!"

In the dark, there were two dragon chants.

On the two alliance documents, the power of luck flickered, which meant that they had officially become an ally.

Just when everyone was preparing to celebrate, the Luck Golden Dragon in the book above the mountain suddenly became restless and ran around, as if avoiding danger.

Master Wen frowned slightly, and said to Di Tian: "Master, wait a moment, I'll find out the reason!"

Luck Golden Dragon riots.

That's not a good sign.

"Ok!"

Di Tian nodded, signaling to the writer to get busy, and then, his eyes narrowed, looking at the endless starry sky: "Huh?"

The change in tone made the author startled, and asked quickly: "My lord, did you find anything?"

"The literary world is in trouble!"

Di Tian was silent for a moment, then said in a concentrated voice.

The author was astonished.

next interest.

A huge bloody knife of luck fell into the literary world, annihilating a large area of ​​emptiness, and exploding ten thousand ways, making the mountain of books that existed for several epochs tremble.

Suddenly, all the creatures in the literary world felt a sense of being seen through.

It seems that in this blood knife that suddenly appeared, there are countless pairs of eyes, which can see through everything, see through everyone's secrets, and gain insight into everything in the world.

"broken!"

The author roared angrily, his white hair flying around.

From his eyes, countless streams of literary energy burst out, mighty and mighty, like a long river of literature, rushing towards the sky, washing the world.

On the other side, in Taixuantian Great Thousand World.

In the "Dragon Slaying Formation", there is a picture of the master of the text slashing down with a knife of luck and fighting hard.

On the Baizhang Daotai, Zhang Sanfeng looked calm, and said coldly: "Is it useful? The knife of luck, cut!"

The blood is blazing.

The power of luck soared.

The Bloody Knife of Destiny directly passed through Wen Dao Changhe, like two forces at different latitudes, clearly on the same plane, but passing by each other.

"what?"

The author exclaimed, looking at the knife of luck in disbelief, his face full of disbelief.

How could his attack be ineffective?

"This is the method of the Destiny Master, specially attacking the luck golden dragon!"

Ditian explained his confusion, his mind was running fast, and he was secretly horrified.

In this knife of luck, he sensed a very majestic power of destiny, one or two stronger than him.

It was this discovery that made it hard for him to accept.

He is an eighth-level destiny master!
After the fall of Emperor Tianyun, the strongest destiny master in the universe.

"Lucky Golden Dragon!"

Wenzhu's heart trembled, realizing that something was wrong, he cupped his hands to Ditian and said, "Dizhu, you can't just ignore death!"

Literary circles specialize in literature and Taoism.

Naturally, there is no powerful Destiny Master!

"I'll try it!"

Ditian did not refuse, after all, they had just become allies.

One step.

His body pierced through the air, and the power of vast luck burst out, sweeping all directions, manipulating the secrets of the literary world, and condensing a colorless sword of luck.

Boom!

Not waiting for his next move.

The bloody knife of luck fell and hit the sword of luck, making a shocking explosion.

The aftermath of the berserk fate spread, mixed with evil spirit and murderous aura, and shattered the secrets of the literary world. If it weren't for this attack, which only targeted the destiny, the entire literary world might be turned into ashes.

Even so, the destructive power should not be underestimated.

With Shushan as the center, the future luck of countless beings was cut off.

All beings wailed, as if something very important had completely disappeared.

Only the Da Luo Jinxian warrior, using the Da Luo fruit position to protect himself, resisted the berserk power of destiny and kept his own luck.