Rebirth of the Great Desolate Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 180

"The great kindness of the teacher and the seniors, the human race will definitely remember it. This time I bid farewell to the teacher, and I hope the teacher will take care of the human race." Shen Nong respectfully said to Zhen Yuanzi.

"Huh, I think I, Zhen Yuanzi, is the ancestor of the earth immortals. I have never been so angry. I am too kind, and I have lost my mind. In the future, I will follow the example of your holy father and make the two clans of liches look good. Seek some justice for you and other human races." Zhen Yuanzi made up his mind to embrace a certain thigh, and was no longer as afraid of it as before, or he was afraid that he would eventually respond to what the Zilian sage said .Zhen Yuanzi promised this time that Honghuang will be more exciting in the future.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals!" After the human race shouted three times, they got up and turned back to the holy land of the human race.

Yaozu, Xihe Palace. "Mother, my condolences!" Lu Wu, the ancient demon god, knelt down and bowed down to Xi He who was sitting up, and persuaded him directly.

"Wuu...Brother Dijun, you died a terrible death! You died a terrible death!" Xi He kept crying while patting the little Golden Crow next to him, "Boy, your father died a terrible death." Poor Jinwu was still young and knew too little. Seeing his mother crying, he just hugged Xihe's leg, buried his head, and didn't talk to her.

"Mother, now Emperor Jun Tianzun has unfortunately been murdered by Zilian, and Donghuang Tianzun has also been crushed into the eye of the East China Sea. It must be a thousand years. The monster clan is at a critical moment of life and death, and the empress needs to take care of it with all her strength and take care of it." Lu Lu Yingzhao next to me said bluntly that he was also the surviving seven ancient demon gods of the demon clan. The three demon gods, Feiyi, Chijiao, and Chisel Tooth, died under the shocking sword of Wuzhuangguan Zilian. "The dead are like this, and the dead are long gone. Unfortunately, the Emperor of Heaven died, but the matter of the monster race still needs to be considered." Bi Fang was also worried about the matter of the monster race, and knelt down to persuade him.

"Never mind, whatever, Di Jun died tragically. I will eventually find an opportunity to repay him. Have you ever refined the sword to kill witches? The most urgent thing is to prevent the witch clan from sneaking in." Death was hard for her to accept, but the idea of ​​revenge came to her heart.

"The witch-killing sword has been refined. The Eastern Emperor gave it the name of the demon sword. He is about to present it to the empress for safekeeping." Lu Wu took out a sword. It was the witch-killing soldier, the demon sword, which was extremely sharp , dedicated to breaking the flesh.

"You all step back, I will be in charge of everything in the demon clan." Xi He took the demon sword, and took ten little golden crows back to the back hall, "It would be great if the demon god could kill the witch. . " Several demon gods who heard the voice faintly couldn't help being startled, thinking that there might be troubles in the future.

The witch clan, Houtu's ancestral witch hall, knelt down on the ground, very anxious to see Houtu's silence. "Your Majesty, it is a crime of death. This plan has unexpectedly brought about such a calamity. The Wu Clan has no leader, and they still need to be favored by your Majesty. If you lead them, you are willing to be punished." Being pushed into the East China Sea and Haiyan, although Yi still felt deep down in his heart that what he did was right, but for the sake of the great affairs of the Wu clan, he still needed to invite Houtu to take charge of the overall situation.

Hou Tu looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about Yi, and said: "The important affairs of the Wu clan, you will decide for the next thousand years." After finishing speaking, Yi looked surprised, and immediately sent Yi out of the palace with a wave of his jade hand.The surface is indifferent, but it doesn't mean that the heart is as calm as water. Houtu stood up and faced the direction of the East China Sea, muttering to himself: "Senior Brother Zilian, you are so successful against the sky, what should I do..."

Under the prehistoric world, in the realm of the Nine Serenities, there is a sea without waves or waves. The water in this sea is full of filth and blood, and is extremely turbid. It is really a very dark and poisonous place between heaven and earth.This sea is called the Sea of ​​​​Blood, and it is now at the time of the creation of Chaos.The great god Pangu opened up the wilderness, the clear air rose to the sky, and the turbid air sank to the earth, and he used the Qiankun tripod to absorb the chaotic turbulent flow and the scattered turbid air.However, under the chance of the Great Dao, unexpectedly, there is the last filthy spirit between heaven and earth, which neither returns to the sky nor sinks to the earth, but finally falls into the realm of the nine secluded worlds and turns into a ball.The essence of this group of turbid qi in the world circulates day and night, absorbing the most turbid and insidious things in the world.The stars rotate, day and night alternate, and I don't know hundreds of millions of years, finally forming this bloody sea of ​​unknown billions of miles.There was no wave or wave in the sea of ​​blood, but there was a monstrous stench of blood, polluting spiritual consciousness and the like.

According to the law of heaven, there should be a soul in the world of the Nine Nether Blood Sea.I don't know how many years after the sea of ​​blood was formed, a purple blood cell was conceived, and it was conceived after countless primordial years, and finally broke out of the ball.But the person who broke the ball and came out looked up to the sky and laughed, but he was an old man with two swords in his arms, full of murderous looks, and he called himself the ancestor of Minghe.Later, Zixiaogong Hongjun preached. Although Styx went late, he also visited Hongjun's family and listened to Hongjun's talk about the Great Fortune.

Zixiao Palace preached that Styx's cultivation base was not enough, so he went a little late.Seeing the great gods in the Zixiao Palace, Patriarch Minghe felt that his cultivation was not as strong as the others, so he always acted in a low-key manner.Every time he heard the sermon, he always came and went between the sea of ​​blood and Zixiao Palace in a hurry, not chatting, not fighting fiercely, and not visiting other great gods.

Styx acts in a low-key manner, among all the great gods in the prehistoric world, he is really No.1.Except that when the prehistoric gods competed for the treasure earlier, they secretly wanted to snatch the magic weapon, but they never appeared again.This person is extremely insidious and cunning, and he is good at the way of being wise and safe. Seeing that the robbing of the treasure was fruitless, he quickly escaped back to the sea of ​​​​blood with the secret method of the son of the blood god.All the saints came out, and his power was unmatched in the wild, but he hid even deeper. He didn't even see him join in the fun of such a big event as the Wuzhuang Temple, and hid in the depths of the blood sea. Since the last time he was robbed in the blood sea, he was caught After Zhunti was injured, Patriarch Minghe hated the Western Academy, but if he was too weak to seek revenge, he would inevitably suffer and even lose his life, so he has been hiding in the sea of ​​blood ever since Among them, one is to heal the wounded, and the other is to accumulate vitality so as to plot revenge on the Western religion.

Those who endure loneliness must gain something!These words are the best portrayal of Styx.If it is said that the three tribes of Lichmen have fought for thousands of years, all of them have lost a lot, and they have not gained any great benefits, but this invisible Styx has gained benefits, a great benefit, a person who made Styx see the hope of enlightenment benefit.

It is said that in the war between the three clans, the people who suffered the most casualties were none other than the human race.After the death of the human race, there is a flaw in the way of heaven. Except for some of the ghosts and ghosts that were collected by the witch clan to refine the soul-gathering banners, [-]% of them wandered between the heavens and the earth, unable to find a place to return. It disturbs ordinary people.Those with powerful supernatural powers also saw these unjust ghosts, but felt sorry for the misery of their human race, and were afraid that they would collect their souls like the witch clan, which would provoke the boundless anger of some great supernatural power.Unexpectedly, no one is in charge, and they are allowed to wander and fend for themselves.

(End of this chapter)