Honghuang: With a supernatural understanding, I have opened up three thousand demon worlds

As time goes by.

Zulong seems to have forgotten the unpleasantness with the beast clan, and the contradictions with the phoenix clan and the unicorn clan are getting deeper and deeper.

It only takes one opportunity.

The war in the prehistoric land is completely ignited, and the catastrophe will also break out.

There are also many beast clans who choose to enter the catastrophe, which Yuan Meng has seen. After entering the catastrophe, life and death are determined by heaven, and even if they die, they can't blame anyone.

In the ancestral city of beasts, with Yuan Meng sitting in the ancestral city, the ten beast kings all choose to come out of the beast world.

Generally speaking, no one dares to attack the beast world, even Luo Hou is unwilling to attack the beast world, after all, the beast world is a barrel of explosives.

Whoever dares to light it will be blown to pieces.

Once the beast world collapses, it will be accompanied by the endless sea of ​​​​demon abyss that will pour directly into the prehistoric land, and this cause and effect saint cannot bear it.

Fierce beast ancestral city!

Yuan Meng looked at the ten beast kings below, all of whom were at the peak of the Daluo realm.

"Are you ready?" Yuan Meng said slowly.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready." The Eternal King stood up and said to Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng nodded.

"It's time for the Fierce Beast Clan to show its fangs in the prehistoric world." Yuan Meng said slowly.

It's true that the Fierce Beast Clan is forever in the Demon Abyss, but it doesn't mean that they can't come out. What Yuan Meng said before was that they can't come out easily.

Moreover, they are always in the Fierce Beast World, which is also a lack of experience for the Fierce Beast Clan.

The most important thing is that the Fierce Beast Clan can't break through by practicing at ease.

The years of the Ten Fierce Beast Kings' practice can be said to be countless years, but they are still at the peak of Daluo. What they lack is accumulation?

No, what they lack is fighting. The Fierce Beast Clan is similar to the Witch Clan. They either die in battle or break through in battle.

Tribulation is the best destination for the Fierce Beast Clan.

"Go, announce to all the tribes in the prehistoric world that our beast tribe is back." Yuan Meng said slowly, his eyes were filled with eternal illusion and supreme dominance.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The ten beast kings nodded solemnly.

The beast tribe will not fight for hegemony in the prehistoric world, which is also not allowed by the way of heaven.

But they will never let their ancestral land be occupied by other tribes.

This time, Yuan Meng asked the ten beast kings to come out, on the one hand, to let them hone themselves so that they can break through to the quasi-saint.

Each of the ten kings has the qualifications to become a sub-saint, and the so-called sub-saint is a special realm above the quasi-saint and below the saint.

It is not a big realm.

Reaching the sub-saint can be said to be the first person under the real saint.

The ten beast kings all have this qualification. The more the foundation of the beast tribe, the better it is.

Soon, the news of the birth of the beast tribe spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Although the three tribes were surprised for a while, they saw that the beast tribe was just guarding their ancestral land, and then they were relieved.

After all, although the fierce beast clan is not as good as the three clans now, it is also a force that cannot be ignored in the prehistoric world.

Time flies.

The friction between the three clans is increasing day by day.

It seems that war may break out at any time.

Time passes slowly.

Finally, the three clans can no longer bear it and start to fight.

The war between the three clans gradually began.

The whole prehistoric world was implicated.

The calamity permeated the prehistoric world, so the prehistoric creatures were blood-thirsty.

The scale of the war became larger and larger, and billions of creatures died every day.

The prehistoric world seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

Yuan Meng looked at the Demon Abyss.

Yuan Meng could clearly sense that the Demon Abyss was constantly growing.

The negative emotions of the calamity between heaven and earth are the best nutrients for the Demon Abyss.

Yuan Meng didn't care about sitting in the ancestral city.

He came directly to the world of fierce beasts and then entered the real Demon Abyss Sea.

The endless Demon Abyss is boiling, the black sea water is constantly raising waves of millions of feet, and endless resentment is gathering.

Yuan Meng looked at all this indifferently.

"The great calamity of heaven and earth has become your best nourishment." Yuan Meng looked at the Demon Abyss.

This is the place where Yuan Meng was born.

It is a place where endless negative emotions from the prehistoric times gather. This place will not weaken with the passage of time, but will only become stronger with the passage of time.

"Suppress!" Yuan Meng made a series of seals with both hands, and then the seal entered every inch of the sea water in the Demon Abyss.

The originally turbulent sea water calmed down.

"It's not enough." Yuan Meng looked at the Demon Abyss Sea. As the great calamities passed, it would continue to become stronger.

Yuan Meng's destiny is to sit here. Although there is now a world of fierce beasts to suppress it, it is not a long-term thing after all.

Even if the Demon Abyss is too strong, it will subvert the world of fierce beasts.

"It looks like we have to suppress it here for a while." Yuan Meng watched the continuous calamity and resentment pouring into the Demon Abyss Sea. If nothing is done, the Demon Abyss Sea will sooner or later riot.

A round of black sun is suspended over the Demon Abyss Sea.

The breath of eternity, devouring, and destruction emerges.

Endless resentment, evil spirit, turbid air, and calamity are swallowed by Yuan Meng. As the place where he was born, Yuan Meng is naturally immune to these things. Not only are they harmless, but they are also great supplements for Yuan Meng.

As the uncrowned king nurtured after the fall of the three thousand chaotic demon gods, it can be said that Yuan Meng is the starting point of all evil and the end of all evil.

The black sun is suspended over the Demon Abyss Sea, suppressing the eternal Demon Abyss Sea.

The endless Demonic Abyss began to be swallowed by Yuan Meng. This was Yuan Meng's merit, duty, and destiny.

Time flew, and millions of years passed.

The three tribes of the prehistoric world broke up completely and began to fight each other.

Without the obstacle of the Tiandao League, the three tribes could be said to have completely torn their faces apart, although they were still intentionally controlling that there would not be large-scale wars.

However, small-scale wars continued to occur.

It's just that the scale of these wars is constantly escalating. As time goes by, large-scale wars are inevitable.

In the Demonic Abyss.

Over a million years, under Yuan Meng's suppression, the riots in the Demonic Abyss Sea have subsided a lot.

Yuan Meng opened his eyes, the breath on his body surged, the breath of destruction descended, and countless cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

The breath of eternity was spreading, and the black sun seemed to be suspended on the Demonic Abyss Sea.

On Yuan Meng's huge purple-gold body, black magic patterns emerged. These magic patterns were all great Dao patterns, like the most exquisite patterns in the world, growing on Yuan Meng's body.

"Late stage of Quasi Saint." Yuan Meng murmured, looking at the calmed Demonic Abyss Sea.

Now the Demonic Abyss Sea can only be said to have calmed down temporarily, and it cannot be regarded as truly suppressed.

And as the catastrophe continues, the Demonic Abyss Sea will soon riot, but this is a good thing for Yuan Meng, who can use the power of the Demonic Abyss Sea to push himself to the realm of sub-saints in one fell swoop.

As for Hunyuan Daluo, that is, saints, forget it.

At least now Yuan Meng is also very clear that if he wants to achieve Hunyuan Daluo, it will take a lot of time, and this catastrophe is unlikely.

However, this kind of thing is difficult to say clearly. Now Yuan Meng's foundation is enough. He was born at the beginning of the world until now, and he has eaten countless innate spiritual treasures.

In terms of foundation, Yuan Meng can be said to be one of the top three in the prehistoric world.

But breaking through Hunyuan Daluo requires not only foundation, but also opportunity.

"Almost." Yuan Meng looked at the Demon Abyss Sea. After a million years of suppression, the Demon Abyss has now calmed down, but this is temporary.

But it also means that Yuan Meng can leave the Demon Abyss for the time being.

No need to continue to suppress the Demon Abyss Sea here.

Then Yuan Meng disappeared in the Demon Abyss Sea and returned to the ancestral city of the fierce beast clan.

The prehistoric land.

The world was shrouded in calamity, and all prehistoric creatures were shrouded in it.

Yuan Meng appeared in the ancestral city of the fierce beast clan.

"Huh? All broke through?" Yuan Meng felt the breath of ten quasi-saints.

Soon the ten kings of fierce beasts appeared in front of Yuan Meng.

"Yes, they have all become quasi-saints." Yuan Meng said slowly, looking at the ten kings of fierce beasts half-kneeling below.