After hearing this, the emperors understood.
More than a thousand years ago, that gorgeous woman wearing a blood-colored robe came to Tianhuang and killed a clone of the Blood-Refining Demon Emperor!
If it weren't for that blood-robed woman, the Tianhuang Continent would have long ago become the domain of the Blood-Refining Demon Emperor!
At the same time, the emperors suddenly realized something.
Now that the Blood Refining Demon Emperor has chosen to be born, it means that his third clone has been condensed and completed!
The blood-refining Demon King’s demonic skills have been perfected!
"So, your purpose of causing a war among all races is to cultivate your third clone!" the old storyteller said in a solemn voice.
The Blood Refining Demon King stretched out his finger, shook it gently, and said: "Cultivation of the third clone is just one of the purposes, but it is not my real intention."
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor stared at Su Zimo and said slowly: "My real goal is you!"
"I?"
Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly.
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor said: "Look at your final trump card, a war between all races is the best opportunity!"
"I was once careless and made a big mistake, which resulted in the destruction of a clone. I will never make such a mistake again!"
"That woman values you so much, I'm worried that she will leave some back-up plan on you! Therefore, the real purpose of this Ten Thousand Races Conference is to force out your last trump card!"
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor smiled proudly and said, "Sure enough, that woman appeared!"
The old storyteller looked a little ugly.
The horror of the Blood Refining Demon Emperor lies not only in his revealed combat prowess, but also in his almost demon-like, inexhaustible mind!
The Palace of Mysteries is good at deductions and predictions, and chess is used to predict life.
As a storyteller, he is even more skilled at this.
But the strategic mind displayed by the Blood Refining Demon Emperor was far superior to him!
Now, the cracks in the Tianhuang Continent have been repaired. No powerful person from the upper world can come, and no one can suppress this demon!
Su Zimo's eyes turned on the Demon Emperor and the Xingxu Immortal Emperor, and he suddenly said: "Your two clones are the Demon Emperor and the Immortal Emperor, and you are the Demon Emperor. If what I expected is correct, you are the third one." The clone should be the emperor of Buddhism!"
"clever!"
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor couldn't help but sigh in admiration and clapped his hands.
Su Zimo thought of a terrible possibility, and his heart sank. He stared at the Blood Refining Demon Emperor and asked in a solemn voice: "Where is your third clone, and who is it?"
"it's me."
At this moment, a voice came from not far away. It was gentle and peaceful, like a Sanskrit sound. It reached people's hearts and had a magical power that made people feel at ease.
The emperors all looked sideways and followed the sound.
Su Zimo didn't look.
Because, just from this voice, he already knew who it was.
Great Ming Monk!
Not far away, a monk in plain robes walked slowly over, with a calm face and a gentle expression. The long hair that originally covered half of his face had been shaved off.
"Great Ming Monk, it is indeed you!"
Although the old storyteller had known about this for a long time, he was still shocked when he saw the great monk.
The other emperors were even more shocked.
Unexpectedly, the two monsters from 40,000 years ago have both returned!
Su Zimo also turned his head and looked at the Ming monk.
The Ming monk nodded slightly to Su Zimo and smiled.
Suddenly, Su Zimo felt that the Ming monk seemed to be different now.
It was an indescribable feeling, and it wasn't just the difference of having my hair shaved off.
"It turns out that you are the third clone he wants to condense, the Ming Buddha Emperor."
Su Zimo looked at the Ming monk and sighed softly: "I should have guessed it earlier."
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor also looked at the Great Ming Monk with a sigh, and sighed faintly: "Forty thousand years, we meet again!"
"Yes, we meet again."
The great monk smiled slightly.
The two of them seemed to be half friends, greeting each other.
Su Zimo vaguely saw some differences.
The Great Ming Monk is somewhat different from the Demon Emperor and the Xingxu Immortal Emperor. He seems to have not been completely refined by the Blood Refining Demon Emperor.
The Ming Monk still has his own will and thoughts!
In other words, the Great Ming Monk in front of him cannot be regarded as the third clone of the Blood Refining Demon Emperor!
But the Blood Refining Demon Emperor was not in a hurry, and there were no surprises. All of this was obviously under his control.
"In this life, you are the only one who is qualified to be my opponent."
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor said: "I don't even pay attention to Huang Wu!"
In the Tianhuang Continent, the Blood Refining Demon Emperor is probably the only one who does not take the Martial Emperor seriously.
Only he dares to say such things and is qualified to say such things!
"Don't dare."
The Ming Monk shook his head slightly and said, "However, you underestimated Emperor Wu."
The Ming Monk took a deep look at Su Zimo, then looked at the Blood Refining Demon Emperor and said, "The Martial Emperor is more powerful than you think."
"Haha, is it just his two real bodies?"
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor sneered, showing disdain.
The Ming Monk shook his head without explaining.
Su Zimo watched with cold eyes and remained silent.
He had a feeling that the great monk seemed to know something.
Could it be that the Ming Monk already knows the true identity of the martial arts deity
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor said: "Forty thousand years ago, you and I fought for the fourth time. I was severely injured. It was you who softened your heart and persuaded me to convert to Buddhism, and I got the opportunity to counterattack you. In that battle, In fact, I lost."
The emperors were stunned.
Forty thousand years ago, the shocking battle between the Ming Monk and the Blood Refining Demon Emperor has always been a mystery, and there is no record even in the Xuanji Palace.
The only ones who truly knew the situation at that time were the Blood Refining Demon Emperor and the Great Ming Monk.
Although the Blood Refining Demon Emperor only spoke a few words, he roughly described the situation of that battle!
Su Zimo was also shocked.
He originally thought that the Ming Monk was defeated miserably in that battle.
Unexpectedly, there are such details in the middle!
The Ming Monk shook his head and said: "A soldier never tires of deceit. The result of that battle was that I was defeated. There is nothing to defend."
Both of them are proud people.
Although the Blood Refining Demon Emperor was victorious back then, he did not hide anything and told the matter today.
The Ming monk was even more calm and did not argue a word about the outcome of that battle.
This is the pride of both people.
"You didn't kill me because of your kind thoughts. If I win, I won't kill you either."
The Blood Refining Demon Emperor suddenly smiled and said: "You want to persuade me to convert to Buddhism, but I refuse! You are so compassionate and compassionate, but I will let you fall into the devil's way!"
Hearing this, Su Zimo suddenly realized.
The battle that took place 40,000 years ago has become clear.
The reason why the Blood Refining Demon Emperor did not kill the Ming Monk was because of sympathy for each other. It was also because, in that battle, the Ming Monk originally won, but because of a moment of weakness, he finally lost.
Because there was a great Ming monk first who persuaded the Blood Refining Demon King to convert to Buddhism.
That's why the Blood Refining Demon Emperor trapped the Ming Dynasty monk in that ancient coffin and carved the "Blood Refining Demon Sutra" on the lid of the ancient coffin!
If you make me a Buddha, I will make you a demon!
By doing this, the Blood Refining Demon Emperor was actually fighting against the Great Ming Monk!
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