Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 204 [Nuwa summons demons, and disciples have demonic hearts]

Over Chaoge, a wretched figure stood on the clouds, looking at everything below with a smile. He was Zhunti, one of the two saints in the West.

"After the gods kill and catastrophe, it will be the time when we rise in the west."

The Second Sage of the West had long since arrived at this Xuanmen calamity, and then the rise of the West came, and Zhunti didn't mind making this muddy water even muddier.

Only in this way can they, the West, take advantage of the situation to rise. Zhunti has worked hard to make the West rise. After the reincarnation of heaven, it is finally their turn for the West to rise.

The reason why Emperor Xin behaved like this this time was also because of Zhunti. Now that the catastrophe is coming, there is a missing lead. Emperor Xin is the lead prepared by Zhunti for the killing of the Xuanmen gods.

Zhunti felt the fleeting anger of Tianwaitian, smiled slightly, and gradually disappeared.

Thirty-three outer heavens, Wa Palace.

The entire Wa Palace trembled under the majestic momentum, flowers, plants and trees drooped down one after another. All the female servants and disciples in the Wa Palace trembled and knelt down towards the Jinling Hall.

"That's unreasonable!"

A cold word broke out from the hall, and the anger in the words was unbearable.

In the main hall, a pair of cold eyes seemed to see through all the obstacles what King Zhou had done in the Holy Mother Hall.

His fingers kept counting, and his mind searched for something through the sky. However, when the gods killed him and the heavenly secrets were in chaos, even the saints found it difficult to deduce anything.

But Nuwa is different. She has an older brother who created the innate gossip Emperor Fuxi.

Nuwa's eyes turned one black and one white, and she returned to her roots and traced the causes.

Under the perception of his mind, there were billions of causal threads, and the innate gossip of the majestic power movement, she abruptly pulled out a causal thread of her own.

"Haha! Sure enough, someone is causing trouble."

At this point in the deduction, Nuwa stopped. Now that the secret was in chaos, her ability could at best detect that someone had done it, but she had no way of knowing who it was.

But one thing is certain, that is, the cultivation level of the person causing trouble is not lower than hers.

In the ancient world, those who were not under her level of cultivation were only a few saints.

"Who will it be?"

The two saints, Laozi and Tongtian, were first excluded by her. One of them did nothing, and the other was rebellious and would never do such a thing.

Then only Yuanshi Tianzun and the Two Saints of the West are left. Of course, there are no absolutes in the world, and no one knows who's hands and feet until the heaven's secrets are clear.

"Hmph! I'll write this down first."

"However, this cause and effect is about to end. The five hundred years of Shang Dynasty's luck will end here!"

She looked at the Yin Shang Luck Golden Dragon with cold eyes. He was a saint and could not be insulted. Even if he was plotted against, it would still be Di Xin's fault. However, it was not her turn to take action in such a trivial matter.

It was impossible for Nuwa to take action on her own. Even if the Yin Shang Dynasty was destroyed, she would at most lose some luck, but she was only a first-order mortal country. She could just use some small means, and there was no need for her to do it herself.

A long flag flutters in the wind. It is as big as a thread and more than four or five feet high. Above the white light, a flag hangs. The light is divided into five colors and reflects thousands of lights.

The flag poles are like the beams of the palace, and the flags are fluttering. The sky above them is misty, and it seems that there are two kinds of energy, black and white. In the two atmospheres, there are green tadpoles swimming back and forth.

This flag is called the Demon Summoning Banner, which is the treasure of the demon clan and the symbol of the master of the demon clan. It summons hundreds of millions of demons in the three realms. Once it is waved, all the demon sect's subjects will come.

During the Lich War, the demon flag was not destroyed, but was taken away by Nuwa. As Nuwa raised her hand, the demon-calling flags scattered countless brilliance in the wind, and waves of demonic aura filled the air.

This demon-beckoning banner was originally made by Emperor Jun, and gathered billions of demon souls into it. The demon clan integrated the souls into it. From now on, future generations will be controlled by the demon-beckoning banner.

Although Nuwa waved the demon-beckoning flag, she soon selected the most suitable candidate, who was close to the co-leader of the human race. His cultivation level should not be too high, otherwise he would be rejected by the human emperor's dragon energy.

"We pay our respects to Empress Nuwa and wish her longevity and longevity."

The three demons were the nine-tailed fox spirit, the nine-tailed pheasant spirit, and the jade pipa spirit. The moment they appeared, they knelt on the ground and trembled.

This is normal. Their nine-tailed vixen, who has the highest level of cultivation, is only in the realm of immortals. How could she not be afraid when facing a saint?

Sage Nuwa nodded and said with satisfaction, "I have something to tell you. Please listen carefully."

"What happened to the saint Nuwa, the little demon will be ruined."

"That's it."

Zizhou Mansion.

A majestic demonic flame soared into the sky, and the force of the explosion made the entire land tremble slightly.

The moment this aura broke out, Zhang Yan appeared outside the house belonging to Nezha. With a wave of his sleeve, an invisible barrier enveloped the entire house, blocking out the demonic aura.

"Master, junior brother is about to break through."

When the demonic energy broke out, Yang Jiao and Yang Jian exited the seclusion and walked out of the room. They looked at the room shrouded in black mist, worry flashing in their eyes.

"Well, it's okay. With Nezha's current background, a breakthrough is just natural."

Zhang Yan's mind shrouded Nezha. Nezha's magic power has been polished and natural, and his understanding of the law of demons has reached 6%. It is inevitable to break through the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Sure enough, not long after, the pervading demonic energy quickly converged, and a faint aura of horror rose from the house. The energy contained a vicious aura like a demon, but it only took a moment for it to return to silence. Go down.

"Crench!"

Not long after, the door to the house was slowly pushed open, revealing Nezha's haggard face.

"Nezha."

Zhang Yan clearly noticed something was wrong with Nezha and frowned slightly.

"Master, I saw it."

After Nezha said these words, he felt a little sad, and his eyes were also a little lost, "The earth is cracking, lava and demonic energy are raging on the earth, the corpses of countless living beings are surrounded by a lifeless atmosphere."

"Is this a demon?"

Nezha has known that he is the reincarnation of a demon bead since he was a child. No one has hidden it from him, but no one has ever told him what a demon is.

It's not that no one said it, but that no one knew what the devil was. Even Zhang Yan only learned about the tragic situation of the Dao-Demon War from Yuanshi Tianzun's oral description.

"There is no right or wrong in strength, and there is no right or wrong in ancient times. No matter what you do if you are strong, you are right. Being weak is a sin."

Zhang Yan once again stated the facts of the ancient times to Nezha with serious words. The law of the jungle was weak, and there was no order.

(End of this chapter)