Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 1301 Nine, Stop Fighting, Mom is Afraid

[Where is Buzhou Mountain? Where is such a huge Buzhou Mountain?! ]

Confused, this is the first thought of many powerful people in the Silver Land.

No matter who took Mount Buzhou, there is no reason for it to be so peaceful.

Although no one has ever seen the scene of Buzhou Mountain recognizing its master, Di Jun and Tai Yi have seen the scene of Luoshu and Hetu recognizing their master, and the movement is definitely not small. Buzhou Mountain is also one of the top ten innate spiritual treasures, and it is also known as the key to enter the legendary land. If it recognizes its master, let alone other things, at least the Xuanhuang Qi will explode, right?

And just now, there were only two people who came into close contact with Buzhou Mountain. One of them was Kunpeng. Obviously, judging from her confused expression, Kunpeng failed to take Buzhou Mountain. But the other one, Wu Ming, who was the closest, even closer than Kunpeng, also failed to take Buzhou Mountain. Moreover, Wu Ming looked extremely miserable at the moment, and he seemed to be dissipating in the next second.

After a brief moment of confusion, Kunpeng saw many images.

Suddenly, the way she looked at Wu Ming changed.

"Kunpeng, did Mount Buzhou escape on its own?"

"Kunpeng, are you okay?"

The voices of Di Jun and Tai Yi sounded in Kunpeng's ears one after another. Kunpeng did not answer. There was a hint of fear in her eyes, but more of greed.

Maybe, maybe.
【Chance】

[Undoubted Opportunity]

[Him, Weakness]

[No, I can’t think about it]

【Silver Earth】

[Yes, the key point is the Silver Land]

[The power of the world-destroying state has not ended. There is a counterattack of the world-destroying state in a more distant place.]

【Silver Earth.】

"We didn't get Mount Buzhou, but I feel like it didn't escape. Although I don't have the ability to stop Mount Buzhou from escaping to a lower dimension and transforming into a secret existence in a lower dimension, I can see Mount Buzhou escaping. Mount Buzhou must have been taken away by someone and recognized its master."

When Dijun and Taiyi were about to approach, Kunpeng suddenly returned to normal. In fact, only a few seconds had passed, not even a second. In front of Kunpeng, time had already lost its original meaning.

"What? Who?!"

Taiyi, who was feeling aggrieved because of the collapse of his idol, was furious when he heard that the Buzhou Mountain, which was related to whether Kunpeng could become the third emperor and was the most powerful first emperor in the creation of the world and had a connection with Kunpeng, had been taken away by someone. Taiyi, who was already a little weak, was furious. This was not just a rhetoric, he was really spewing fire from his head, and it was three hundred feet high.

"I guess it was the Titan Ancestor. The man who was not Wu Ming shouted at the Titan Ancestor to take action. This could not be without purpose. It seems that the Titan Ancestor did take action. Yes, he was a strong contender for the emperor's position during the prehistoric war. If the Logic Clan and the Titan Clan had not fought a war of genocide, one of us might not be able to hold on to the emperor's position now."

Di Jun said quietly, "I didn't expect that this ancient being who had disappeared for many years would not make a move, but once he did, he would make a big splash. He actually took away Mount Buzhou right under our noses and made it recognize its master. It seems that the day of the return of the Titan Ancestor is coming soon. He is indeed the most terrifying conspirator during the War of All Races."

"Hmph! What Titan Ancestor? He is just an old thing who has survived from the Hongmeng calendar and even gave up his identity as an innate demon god in order to survive! He is a coward who dares not show his face, but still claims to be at the level of a 'seat' in the Hongmeng calendar. In my opinion, the innate demon god is just like that! Not to mention that he dares to show his head, even if he hides, I will find him and kill him to help Kunpeng take back Mount Buzhou!"

Taiyi's voice was much louder when he said this, and it was obvious that his words were not only addressed to the 'Titan Ancestor who was hiding in an unnoticed position, hugging Mount Buzhou and rejoicing', but also a warning to the innate demons who had emerged from the corners of the prehistoric continent and even from various hidden dimensions of the multiverse.

If you don’t get out of here, I’ll smash your head!

The range of Taiyi's map cannon is indeed too large. No matter what attitude the innate demons present have towards Luo, whether they like him or hate him, one thing cannot be changed.

That is, Luo is one of the thirteen most powerful innate demons, and there is an existence called "Luo's Seat".

Taiyi insulted Luo in this way and fired broad shots. Was this a slap on Luo's ass? This was a slap on their faces!
"Taiyi, watch your words!"

"Haha, I remember you, Ketu Luohou. Because the Third Emperor has the element of [Yin and Yang], you also claimed to be the achiever of the Third Emperor during the War of All Races. What? Are you looking for a beating?"

"you wanna die!"

The black and white kerosene lamp in Jidu Luohou's hand is his innate spiritual treasure. It has been with him from the Chaos Calendar to the Hongmeng Calendar. It has the attributes of life and death. It looks particularly suitable for a logistics manager of the Zhongzhou team.
"enough!"

Seeing that the second round of innate melee was about to begin, the River Map and Luo Shu on Di Jun's head immediately burst out with the power of a top-level innate spiritual treasure, shocking the ignorant Ji Du Luo Hou.

"Everyone, you know the rules. If you want to cultivate your followers on the Primordial Continent and join the Ten Thousand Races, then as the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Races, I will naturally welcome you. But if you are ready to start the Innate War, then follow me to outer space for a fight!"

To be fair, compared to Taiyi, Di Jun obviously has more of an emperor's demeanor.

Although Di Jun is usually fussy, his performance in the overall situation is much stronger than Taiyi.

Taiyi is the type of person who never forgets his original intention. When he was just an innate fire element, Taiyi would always fight with others. When he met something he didn't like, he would kill it.

Now that he has become the Eastern Emperor, Taiyi still remembers his original aspiration and still has a hot temper, but he is stopped by Dijun and controlled by Kunpeng.

Looking at the Luoshu and Hetu on Di Jun's head, and thinking about the Hetu and Luoshu Hunyuan formation that Di Jun had just laid out, and superimposed the Hunyuan Destiny, which was both the light of the soul and the ultimate skill, he blocked the fist that seemed to be able to lift up the entire multiverse with one punch.
The two swords, one pale green and one pale white, were the first to escape. The owners of the two swords didn't even know why they came to stir up this mess. They were obviously staying at home well, so why did they have to get involved in this?
Just like that, a series of mutterings could be heard in the blood sea of ​​the Styx.

Soon after, the Four Directions and Four Symbols also retreated from each other. The four of them were not afraid of the two emperors of Dongtian joining forces. Apart from anything else, in the encirclement and suppression battle that year, Xuanwu withstood the ultimate kick and remained unscathed. There was not even a slight scar on the tortoise shell. It was just that the kick kicked him into the depths of the multiverse.

The strength of some specific innate demon gods will be greatly increased when they join forces, such as the four innate demon gods [Chimei Wangliang]. Wherever the Chimei Wangliang roar, even the heaven and earth will be afraid of them.

But the four symbols are not in harmony with each other!
There are only four innate demons in total, and they can be split into two small groups.

Seeing this, Qinglong immediately retreated. He was a more psychotic type among the four symbols. Because he had paranoia, which should be innate, Qinglong, although he was both thunder and green wood, was not best at fighting, but survival. Even so, Qinglong didn't dare to trust anyone, not even Xuanwu. Seeing that he couldn't take Buzhou Mountain, Qinglong, who had no idea why he had to come to this muddy water, left at the fastest speed with the same confusion as Minghe.

The remaining three looked at each other. Although they were still somewhat hostile to each other, they all showed helpless looks at the same time.

——This guy is hopeless.

Suzaku transformed into a red-haired woman. Although she was the controller of the origin of fire, unlike the popular stereotype that fire-type people should have a bad temper, Suzaku's personality was relatively easy-going, so her appearance was also relatively quiet.

Seeing that there was nothing left to do, Suzaku bowed to the two emperors and left. When Suzaku left, the white tiger who had formed an alliance with Suzaku growled unwillingly and also left.

There is no way. Without the Four Symbols gathered together, it is impossible to fight against the two emperors, not to mention there is also Kunpeng.

Xuanwu was the last to leave. Taiyi couldn't break its defense anyway. The worst that could happen was that it would be suppressed for billions of years. It could be regarded as a different place to sleep.

Watching Xuanwu slowly leave like an old man taking a walk to digest his food after dinner, the pressure quietly came upon Jidu Luohou.

"Humph!"

Ketu Luohu snorted coldly and glanced at Wu Ming, who was so illusory that he was about to disappear. Wu Ming was staring blankly at the thing in his palm, a delicate little tower the size of a palm.

"This thing seems familiar?"

Thinking of this, Jidu Luohou reached out to grab the small tower. But just like getting a good thing, he had to give it a try. Wu Ming smiled lightly, and endless Xuanhuang Qi burst out from the small tower!
Under normal circumstances, the Xuanhuang Qi is like cotton, soft and seemingly powerless.

But it might be that the ups and downs were a bit too much, or it might be that the intimidation from Amor and the others was a bit too much.

Wu Ming, whose mind was full of thoughts about establishing his authority, suddenly activated the small tower in his hand, whose scientific name was [Tian Di Xuan Huang Linglong Pagoda].

"Ah……"

Wu Ming chuckled, his expression seemed calm, but there was violence in his eyes. The Xuanhuang aura in his hand had changed from the size of a thin thread to the size of a little finger. He held the small tower high and gently grasped it upwards.

In an instant, the world, the universe, and the dark yellow all appeared in his hands. All the living beings between the world and the dark yellow also appeared vaguely in his palms. The world and the dark yellow were boiling, and turned into a dark yellow aura that swept up!

"Yes, world."

This time, Ketu Rahu recognized it.

Back then, the world first killed three thousand innate demon gods, and then established the Mysterious Heaven and Earth. The world did not kill all the innate demon gods, and Jidu Luohou was one of the fish that escaped the net, so he was very clear about the Mysterious Heaven and Earth.

No explosions, no lights or shadows.

The mysterious aura rolled gently, and Jidu Luohou, who was fleeing to the outer plane, disappeared without a trace.
Wu Ming held the Heaven and Earth in his hand and laughed softly, and then the laughter gradually became louder, and finally, it echoed throughout the heaven and earth.

Until Kunpeng stepped forward.

The Battle of the Silver Land has ended, but that earth-shaking, no, it can only be said to be a world-changing battle, is still unforgettable for Wu Ming and the entire prehistoric world.

One day, just one day.

No one could have imagined that the changes would come so quickly and so suddenly.

Clearly, it was the mortal cannon fodder army that paved the way at the beginning. Not to mention the fate of the First Saint, there were not many spirits who took direct action, and the spirits that were sent out were mainly clones.

But from the advance of the army to the fall of the saints, the pouring blood rain, the destruction of the Xiantian world, the finality of the imperial war, and then to the great lord holding the Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth to completely end the battle of the Silver Land, all happened in the same day.

The rumor spread throughout the entire prehistoric world - no matter what the final outcome was, this would be a day that would be remembered thoroughly in the history of the prehistoric world.

Among the races heading to the Silver Land, the elves did not simply win, but won in a daze. Because under the advice of the first wise man, Silver Moonlight, they basically did not get too involved in the affairs of the Silver Land. Although they also sent a large army, the elves withdrew quickly when they saw the situation was not right, and the losses were minimal, or even almost zero.

The elves have no saints who have died, which is their biggest advantage compared to other races whose saints have died out! As long as the saints are still there, even if all the mortals in the tribe die out, they can be recreated!
When Wu Jie and Zheng Zha were killing people in the high latitude, the Saint of the Elf Tribe did not run away, but as long as they did not take the initiative to attack, Wu Jie would pretend not to see them. Wu Jie even specifically told Zheng Zha that if he saw the Saint of the Elf Tribe, he did not need to kill them as long as they did not take the initiative to attack.

The elves, who were once ranked 20th among all the races, with two high saints and several primary saints, successfully advanced to the 11th position among all the races. If the elves were not born with their own origins and there were no innate masters in the race, the elves would probably have directly made it into the top ten among all the races this time.

As long as you don’t lose money, it’s a huge profit.

The Sea King Clan, which was once ranked 12th among all clans, was directly defeated and dropped out of the top 20. Although the Dragon Clan lost two beginner saints and one high saint, who was a relatively strong high saint, the two innate saints in the clan were fine. Although the loss was heavy, it was not a serious injury.

As for some clans where all the saints died out, such as the Qingkong clan, which was originally ranked 35th among all clans, their fate was very, very tragic.
The one who caused the great change in the prehistoric situation made the Second Emperor of Dongtian suffer several setbacks, and finally he had to return to his palace with a pinch of his nose.

Humanity is about to rise!

This information was spreading throughout the entire prehistoric continent, because Wu Ming's rise was unstoppable. He fought against the Second Emperor of Dongtian single-handedly and forced the two emperors to bow their heads. Even if Wu Ming was a human, no one dared to complain about his rise.

You can disrespect human beings, but you cannot disrespect power.

After the battle on the Silver Land, all the humans in the entire prehistoric world intentionally or unintentionally headed towards the territories of the Nine Alliances, including some who were legendaries of extermination, demigods, and even spirit-level aliens! Faced with the mighty human migration army, the myriad races that once treated humans as grass, livestock, and food no longer dared to act recklessly.

Not to mention attacks, they had to send troops or even extraordinary escorts when encountering large-scale human migrations. They were afraid that something would happen to this group of humans. What if someone took the blame? A large clan? A saint? Not to mention whether ordinary saints dared to act rashly, Wu Jie and Zheng Zha killed too many people in the high latitudes, and at least one-third of the saints in the prehistoric world fell. There were basically no saints in the races ranked after 100.

Without even a saintly position, how can these small tribes resist Wu Ming’s attack?

“Humanity is about to rise.”

Zi Ya's eyes were filled with tears. What he wanted was the rise of mankind. Now under Wu Ming's leadership, mankind can finally stand up straight and not be slaughtered by all races as Wu Ming said that day in the Silver Land. He chose Wu Ming for many reasons, and in Zi Ya's plan, it would be great if Wu Ming could rely on his identity to find a way to obtain a piece of territory in the business alliance and then protect some humans.

Although Ziya had a more ambitious goal in mind, it was too far away, and even the most ambitious goal was not even one ten-thousandth of the current grand occasion. Ziya had long regarded Wu Ming as the savior of mankind. When Wu Ming fought against the two emperors with the exquisite pagoda of the world on his head, some emotion in Ziya's heart reached its peak.

"Great Lord, you are the savior of mankind, you are the hope of mankind. No matter how the mountains and rivers change, no matter how time passes, even if Ziya is no longer Ziya, you are still the supreme emperor in my heart."

Yes, the Human Emperor.

Zi Ya is the prime minister of the Nine Alliances. In fact, the Nine Alliances have had the idea of ​​establishing a country for a long time, but they had to delay it due to various events. Of course, no one dares to stop Wu Ming from establishing a country now, and no one dares to stop humans from establishing a country and building a human empire!
Since there is an empire, the emperor should naturally be established.

In the ancient continent, there are countless kingdoms, principalities, empires, and various emperors and lords, but no one dares to call himself the emperor.

Because the emperor is not just a name, it is first of all the supreme status that can only be possessed by the power to suppress the prehistoric world, and secondly the name. If you casually call yourself an emperor in the prehistoric continent, you will be beaten to death if others find out.

But Wu Ming called himself the Emperor of Man, and no one dared to refute him.

Wu Ming wants to be crowned emperor, an emperor with the same status as the Second Emperor of Dongtian!
When this news was spread to every communication in the prehistoric continent, it was no longer enough to shock the prehistoric world. The miracle that happened to Wu Ming had made all the tribes in the prehistoric world numb, as if no matter what happened to this human being, it was no longer surprising.

This information was then officially confirmed - the Second Emperor of Dongtian did not refute it, and Emperor Jun of Tiandi even sent someone to deliver a gift and sincerely invited Wu Mingwei to visit the Tiandi Palace for a chat.

This is not a hint, it's a default.

This has been made clear!
——At this time, the wisest man of the elves, who realized that he was about to have an emperor as his son-in-law, was already smiling. Because of Wu Ming, the status of the elves had risen, and his own status in the elves had also risen sharply, second only to the ancestor of the elves and the patriarch of the elves.

All in all, everything is moving in a very good direction!

After completing some of his daily work, Zi Ya, who was full of energy, took advantage of a short break to look at the magic tower in the core of the territory with fanatical eyes. That was Wu Ming's place of practice. On the surface, it was a magic tower, but in fact it was a blessed land.

But it was at this time that Wu Ming, the hope of mankind in Ziya's heart, the immortal legend passed down by all the tribes in the prehistoric times, the savior of mankind, the initiator of the Donghuang Taiyi Hongwen ceremony, one of the shareholders of the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the son-in-law of Silver Moonlight, the first wise man of the elves, and the only orthodox cultivator in the prehistoric times, had just awakened from his dream.

To Wu Ming, everything that happened in the Silver Land was just like a dream.

It’s hard to say how much of this dream is a good dream and how much is a nightmare.

At least for Wu Ming, the dividing point was when Wu Jie left him, and the following parts could be described as "ups and downs" and "undaimable even in dreams".

[Nine, stop hitting me. Mom is afraid.]

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Today, Lord Wu Ming did not sleep well.

(End of this chapter)