The years when I created the ancient heaven

at the same time,

Zhongshan blessed land.

In a pavilion, the stone table is filled with all kinds of delicacies and spiritual fruits, jade dew and fine wine. Yinglong and Zhulong are sitting opposite each other, tasting wine and eating, their expressions are slightly relaxed, but they can't hide their tiredness. .

Below, there are more than a dozen fairies, dressed in colorful clothes and feathers, dancing gracefully to the sound of the piano.
Looking at the mountains in the distance, they are lush and green, shrouded in fairy mist, as misty as smoke, so beautiful and so leisurely!

Well, to be precise, this is their rare leisure time.

The harm caused by the Broken Moon Demon Lord was too great. Even if he died early and the inner demon rings were removed one by one, the aftermath of the chaos would still last for a long time.

The most important thing is that they are different from Heaven.

Heaven has never regarded this place as its own territory. Under normal circumstances, as long as you don't provoke me, I don't bother to care about you.

Even if you want to provoke me?
Sorry, we haven't set up strongholds all over the world, so you can't find me.

But Butianjiao is different!

They have eight hundred or so large and small strongholds in this world, not to mention one thousand.

Moreover, the demon clan in this world still recognizes the Butian Sect as their 'big brother'. Since he is the 'big brother', if something happens to the little brother, can you not take action?
Therefore, since the death of Lord Broken Moon, Lord Zhulong Long has not stopped running around.

And what about Yinglong Longjun?

After the sacrificial ceremony, he didn't even rest for two days before he was pulled by the candle dragon and had to run around the world.

Of course, they can ignore it and let the demon clan and the stronghold resolve their conflicts on their own.

However, this turmoil has severely damaged the prestige of the Butian Sect. Even they have to personally reshape their image.

They have just finished their work now, taking a rare break from their busy schedule to enjoy their time.

However, before the third round of wine had passed, Zhulong's figure paused slightly and he tilted his head, as if listening.

In just a moment, his eyes changed again and again, as if he was in a trance.

Ying Long had a bad premonition in his heart and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Could it be that something happened somewhere else?"

"There is news that the patrolling immortal official has completed his mission. He successfully awakened Lord Taishan."

"That's a good thing!"

Zhulong smiled bitterly and said: "What a good thing, although Lord Taishan is awake, Netherworld is also dead.

It is said that it was the handiwork of Lord Broken Moon that destroyed the spiritual veins of the entire Netherworld, directly triggering the decline and destruction of the entire world. "

Ying Long was so frightened that he stood up: "Is it so serious?"

Zhulong hurriedly waved his hand: "The Lord of Taishan Palace has simply woken up and has begun to reshape Netherworld, but it will take time.

Therefore, those Netherworld Ghost Clan were all transferred to the Yin Earth. "

"Then these ghosts don't all have to cause trouble in this world?"

"Don't worry about this, that person has already made arrangements. The heavenly gods and the indigenous gods of the human race have taken action together and have made appropriate arrangements.

There will be turmoil, but it shouldn't be serious. "

"That's good, that's good! However, this matter is really, really..."

Ying Long didn't know how to evaluate it. After a long pause, he seemed to remember something and asked, "Are you sure about the news?"

"It's confirmed, not only from the patrolling immortal official, but also from the chess pieces we buried in the Netherworld. There are two supporting evidences. It's confirmed by me."

"That's it!"

At this point, Yinglong didn't want to speak anymore.

In fact, Zhulong didn't really want to talk. The two of them looked at each other in silence and drank the jade dew nectar in silence, pouring it into their stomachs one cup at a time.

But they couldn't taste much of such good wine.

After a long time, Zhulong couldn't help but ask: "Do you think our move was right or wrong?"

"No matter what is right or wrong, at least we have completed our ancestor's instructions. This is more important than anything else, isn't it?"

"you're right!"

Ying Long responded in this way, and then said: "I heard that that boy Peacock has found a group of helpers just to cause trouble in heaven?"

Ying Long smiled bitterly: "Yes, and there are quite a few masters coming this time. They are all powerful people from the upper three tribes and the middle nine tribes. They are a group of guys who have nothing to do but are in pain.

That is to say, this group of second and third generations, all the people on the front line have been beaten to a pulp, but they are still hidden in the snow and not allowed to go out.

As a result, I had no place to use my strength, so I came here to find a sense of presence. "

Speaking of this, Zhulong felt a headache: "I'm still having a headache over this matter. Do you think we should send a formal letter to ask the ancestors to intervene?"

"put one's oar in?"

But Ying Long smiled: "Interference, why do you want to interfere? I just think this is a good thing?"

"Where is it?"

"Let me ask you, are they here to cause trouble for you and me?"

"Of course not!"

"Let me ask you again, the Moon-breaking Demon Lord has been dealt with. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

"How to say?"

"Think about it, without this troublesome real demon, it's like losing the buffer zone. Wouldn't Heaven and the Butian Sect have to face each other with gongs and drums?"

Ying Long looked determined: "Zhulong, no matter what you think, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Butian Sect and Tianting are opposites, there is nothing to say.

However, we don’t know the background of Heavenly Court.

Wouldn't it be great now? Let's let those guys be the vanguard and explore the details of Heavenly Court. "

"That's a good thing..."

Zhulong nodded with enlightenment, and a smile appeared on his face: "As long as we keep an eye on it and be careful not to kill anyone, this can indeed be a good thing."

However, Ying Long thought of something else and asked with some confusion: "Yes, what about the Broken Moon Demon Lord? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

"Oh, he is dead! He died in the hands of the patrolling immortal official in full view of everyone."

Zhulong said it easily and didn't care, but all the complacency on Yinglong's face turned stiff, and he asked: "Did he die, or was he suppressed?"

"It's either suppression or death. What happened?"

"If you die, you will be in big trouble!"

Ying Long was furious: "Don't think about it, the Demon Lord can't die. We killed him once and he went to the underworld to stir up trouble.

But now?

He was killed again in the Netherworld. Will he be reincarnated again?

We, where should we find him?In 20 years at most, will he come out to stir up trouble again? "

"..."

At this time, Zhulong also reacted, and the smile on his face froze, and after a long while he said: "I'm so stupid..."

……

Wu Fang City.

"How is it? How is it?"

"Why don't you come out?"

"Hot water, hot water, hurry up, boil the water!"

"Midwife, where is the midwife? When will she arrive?"

"Quick, quick!"

"It hurts me so much, I don't want to give birth!"

"Try hard, breathe, take a deep breath!"

In the small courtyard, dozens of men and women were crowded, milling around like headless flies.

The noise was like a boiling cauldron. Everyone seemed to be doing something, but everyone seemed to be doing nothing.

It was a mess.

It was obvious that a baby had been born in this family, or that the pregnant woman was sixty years old and could be a grandmother.

It wasn't until a midwife came here driven by two big men that everything was in order.

It took another full hour of tossing, with the pregnant woman's voice becoming hoarse, before she gave birth to a full-term baby.

But there was something different about this baby.

Although he was just born, his skin was tight, his hair was thick, and his big black eyes were open. He squinted and looked around, with a faint divine light blooming inside them.The Broken Moon Demon Lord looked at his surroundings, and he couldn't hide the look of disgust on his face.

I don't know if it's because this is not his home field. Anyway, every time he reincarnates, he never has a good family.

In fact, his requirements are not high. He doesn't care about princes, generals, ministers, etc. As a generation of demon lords, he has the confidence to not care.

But, you can’t always be this kind of poor peasant, right?

His small body still needs to eat, drink and grow. How can such a small family support his growth?
It's a pity that in the journey of reincarnation, the limit is that he can not be afraid of the mystery in the womb. He can't do much else, he can only accept it.

Of course, what really made him unhappy was that this time, he died again!

Although, even after the destruction of Netherworld, he will still be reincarnated.

Although, before he died, he saw a great opportunity in the patrolling immortal official.

But, twice, twice!
This happened to him twice at the hands of the same person. This was something that had never happened to him in the tens of thousands of years since he had been promoted to the position of overlord, and it even brought his face to the ground!
Can he bear this?
Is it tolerable or unbearable!

This time, if he didn't beat the crap out of the patrolling immortal official and turned the so-called heaven upside down, he wouldn't be the Moon-Shattering Demon Lord.

Yes, the power behind the Immortal Inspector is astonishing, but behind the Moon-Breaking Demon Lord, is the Real Desire Realm standing?

This time, I have to have a good fight with him to see who can have the last laugh? !

With such a heart-broken heart, Lord Broken Moon had already made some decisions. However, there was a sound in his ears, which made him suddenly scream that it was not good.

"Why doesn't this child know how to cry?"

"Grandma, grandma, is this kid stupid?"

"How can a newborn child not know how to cry?"

The grandma was old, but she moved very quickly. She lifted the child up by his feet and slapped her on the buttocks twice.

clap clap clap...

The voice was clear and loud, and it was naturally accompanied by severe pain. Lord Broken Moon actually didn't want to cry. How had he ever been humiliated like this before?
No need to lose face.

But seeing that the slap was about to fall again, he simply opened his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Cry, cry, just cry. Congratulations, this time it's a girl!"

At this moment, the Broken Moon Demon Lord forgot to cry.

Female, female...

At the same time, as the field of vision was zoomed out and zoomed in to a more distant position, one could see that beyond the mountain oasis, there was boundless desolation and huge pits.

Yes, this is Taiyin Star, Guanghan Fairyland, a remote town.

The field of vision shifted again and lifted up, revealing a secret realm and a glorious palace.

The peacock king Ming, the unicorn girl, and the ax-wielding man are entertaining guests.

As a result, there were several more handsome men and beauties in the guest seats on the left and right sides.

Some of them sit upright, some act wildly, some are carefree and unrestrained, and some don't care.

The only thing that is the same is that the overwhelming momentum rises in the hall, and the confrontation is very lively.

There were even more sounds coming from the hall, which were vague and dissipated in the wind, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Only the words 'Heaven, Heaven...' are extremely clear and echo continuously!

……

Paradise.

Star River Sword Sect.

One hundred thousand sword cultivator disciples wielded swords across the sky, and the sword energy soaring into the sky shattered the clouds in the sky. The brilliant sunshine shone down, as if the world was covered with a layer of golden brilliance.

Except for the Four Seasons Sword Immortal Shen Jinxiu, the other four Sword Immortals all stood in front of the disciples, their bodies straight and their expressions extremely solemn.

Well, there was a little trembling in the solemnity, and there was a hint of excitement in his expression.

The bronze bell magic weapon in the sect has already been sacrificed, and Fairy Ruoli, No. 1 of the Third Generation, personally struck it with a bronze hammer.

dong dong dong...

The sound of Da Lu Hong's bell spread throughout the world with its unhurriedness, again and again, and again and again.

Until, the overwhelming purple energy spread in the sky, and an indescribably majestic gate stood between heaven and earth.

Two figures walked out of the Tianmen. They seemed so small, but their momentum was enough to fill the world.

One of them was holding a five-color umbrella, which blocked a large area of ​​sunlight.

Under the umbrella, a stooped old man walked forward step by step, silent and speechless, but you could also feel the entanglement in his steps.

But the distance kept getting closer and closer, until at a certain moment, the bell suddenly disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, only the sword energy rising to the sky is boiling and restless.

Four sword immortals led the way, and one hundred thousand sword cultivator disciples shouted in unison: "Disciples of the Sword Sect, welcome our ancestor back to the mountain!"

"Disciples of the Sword Sect, welcome our ancestor back to the mountain!"

The sound was so loud that it even spread throughout the entire Nanzhan Continent, causing countless birds to fly away in fright, animals to bow their heads, and countless immortal cultivators to look at it with shocked expressions!

Under the precious umbrella, the old master was as calm and indifferent as he could not help but tremble all over at this moment, his powerful ghost body rising and falling due to violent emotional fluctuations.

On the side, Shen Jinxiu, the Sword Immortal of the Four Seasons, said softly: "Master, welcome home."

"Good, good, good..."

Before Mo Chengjun entered the Netherworld again, it was not that he had done nothing. On the one hand, he notified Lord Zhulong and briefly informed him of the mission process and results.

On the other hand, it was through Taixu Tian that the news of the old master's return was conveyed to the Four Seasons Sword Fairy Shen Jinxiu.

Then, there was this scene in front of me.

……

further away,

The boundless starry sky, hundreds of light years away.

A majestic man sat on a throne entirely carved from stone.

He has short hair, a short cut, raised eyebrows, a Chinese-character face, a solemn expression, and a serious expression.

Even though he was sitting there, doing nothing, his eyes were still as sharp as a knife, and no one dared to look at him.

His palms are thick, broad, with protruding joints and thick calluses. Just looking at them is full of infinite power.

But at this moment, on the palm of his hand, a bright filament wandered uncertainly, flashing countless phantoms.

Silently staring at this thin thread, the expression on his face did not change, but a chilling air filled the surroundings, and it was as cold as frost.

It wasn't until he sent this thin thread into the sea of ​​consciousness and felt the message inside that his solemn face changed color.

There is sudden realization, joy, sadness, and helplessness...

He seemed to want to laugh, but couldn't, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The complexity of human emotions and the subtle changes are fully revealed in this short period of time.

"That's it, that's it. I didn't expect that we would have such a fellow countryman."

"Is this your choice? In that case, I should wait and see."

"If possible, I really want to meet him. Maybe I should give him a chance!"

"Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court..."

"Haha, if a myth is born like this, it seems pretty good!"

In just a moment, all the complexity on his face disappeared, and when he raised his head again to wish, countless flames were already reflected in his eyes.

There are his efforts and the flames of war...

Roar!
A roar shattered a hundred thousand miles of space, and the cracks in the broken space harvested lives unscrupulously.

A sky-covering shadow enveloped the sky, and an unimaginably huge real dragon circled and danced, even occupying everything within the field of vision.

A demon lord roared: "Ancestral Dragon, Zulong, you don't obey the rules, you don't obey the rules!"

"I just don't follow the rules, what can you do to me?"

The roar of the dragon came like this, with a sense of arrogance and majesty: "Who told me to be in a bad mood today?"

"So, go to hell!"

This chapter is about a turning point...