The wilderness was filled with evil spirits, and in the lingering thick fog, a golden figure walked forward.
When Tai Su came to the wilderness for the second time, he looked at this place again and the world in his eyes was completely different.
Today, he has become more powerful, has a broader vision, and most importantly, has something in his head. He is no longer a reckless man who can only roll up his sleeves and fight.
"The evil spirit contains the source of the demon race's bloodline. It is chaotic and cannot form an effective inheritance. However, after being filtered by the Buzhou Mountains, it will have a subtle influence on the demon race's bloodline in the outside world."
Tai Su muttered to himself, "In this way, even if there are several great catastrophes in the world, the demon race can always pass on their bloodline instead of ruining their future in the catastrophe."
Here comes the problem.
The gates of heaven and earth seemed to be resisting the evil spirit, blocking the flow within the wilderness and preventing the demon clan's inheritance from continuing to the outside world.
Why
Such a contradictory behavior made Tai Su deeply puzzled. If it weren't for the gate of heaven and earth interfering, the demon bloodline of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom would definitely be stronger, instead of being suppressed by the human race and unable to raise their heads.
"Is it because the beasts are completely irrational and only know how to eat and devour? Once they become rampant, they will cause a catastrophe to the original demon race?"
Tai Su's speculation on the reason does make some sense, but from a long-term perspective, this inference is not valid.
It is true that the current demon race has already formed its own climate, with a well-controlled bloodline inheritance and the establishment of a basic political power and civilization. Once the push is too great, the entire demon order will fall apart.
However, as the source of the demon race's bloodline, the ferocious beasts can multiply wildly. The demon race's bloodline can spread all over the world and may even take away the human race's living space.
After tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, the ferocious beasts have shed their savagery and ignorance, regained the rationality in their blood, and were able to re-establish the order and civilization of the demon race.
By then, there will be no land for human beings to live in except for the demon race.
"So what exactly is the gate of heaven and earth blocking? It prevents the demon race from completely integrating into heaven and earth and refusing them to become the masters of heaven and earth. What benefit does this bring to the demon race?"
Tai Su frowned, unable to figure things out. Trapped by the clues at hand, he really couldn't understand the considerations of his predecessors.
After a moment, his frown relaxed.
The world is big and contains countless secrets. Such a wonderful world, full of unknowns, is what he is looking forward to.
"Interesting. Before me, has anyone already glimpsed the truth of heaven and earth?"
"Where are those old antiques? Why are they hiding? Is it one of them who created the orphan?"
“Hehehehe—”
"Hide well, it's best not to be found by me!!"
Tai Su wandered in the evil spirit for a month, but he still couldn't find the crystal wall that abandoned the classics. He was annoyed and furious: "A zombie born from a dead thing can actually avoid my detection. Does he have some secrets? Who created him?"
"Emperor..."
"Great Lord?"
Recalling the Tomb of the Emperor of Heaven that his brother had mentioned, Tai Su was very sure that the immortal sword master named Qilijing was a zombie reborn from the body of the Great Heavenly Venerable, and over endless years, he was influenced by the evil spirit and gave birth to a new spirit.
"What a pity, he's obviously a good opponent."
Unable to find him anywhere, Tai Su no longer forced it. It was not yet time for the other party to be born, and continuing to look for him would be futile.
He flapped his wings, changed direction, and flew northward towards the end of the wilderness.
At the end of the wilderness, in the far north, the strong evil spirit gradually faded, and was replaced by infinite coldness.
The frozen land stretches as far as the eye can see. The former divine realm, the upper realm of the demon race located above the spiritual land, has now completely withered away due to the loss of four beings.
Kunpeng.
Golden Crow.
Phoenix.
Candle Dragon.
There is only one destiny, supreme and eternal.
The four great demon gods created spiritual soil belonging to the demon clan, and on top of the spiritual soil, they built the demon clan’s upper realm.
Well, it's mainly the Phoenix who does the hard work. He has the strongest sense of responsibility and the most charismatic leadership. He can be considered the leader of the four great demon gods.
Kunpeng and Zhulong were responsible for watching the fun, shouting, occasionally lending a hand, and helping the Phoenix drive away the three-legged golden crow.
Three-legged Golden Crow…
To put it simply, his contribution is even greater than that of Kunpeng and Zhulong. Without his tireless and consistent disruption, the Spiritual Land Divine Realm would not have become so solid through repeated creation and destruction.
The divine realm is where the four great demon gods live. Only when they are in it, the spiritual land and the divine realm have the most basic concepts such as the starry sky, the sun, the yin and yang, the five elements, day and night.
Without the four demon gods, there is only cold.
Tai Su arrived at the divine realm and swept his divine consciousness across, looking for the gods of this place.
Nothing was found.
There are signs of life, but it has fallen completely into a deep sleep due to the endless cold.
Ji Meng, Bi Fang, Chi Chi, Ming Snake, Sheng Yu, Xi Zhu, Xi Xie…
These beings, long buried in the long river of time, seem to be waiting for something, waiting for an existence to wake them up.
"Yes, it's Gu!"
Tai Su puffed out his chest and told Ming Yao that without any hesitation, there was no one else except him who could awaken these great demons.
As soon as the words came out, the three-legged golden crow soared into the sky and transformed into a sun shining with dazzling golden light. The majestic pressure swept across the divine realm, touching the cold bodies buried deep in the ice fields, awakening their will that had lost itself in long sleep.
However, it was of no use. The Golden Crow hovered over the sky for nine days and nights, shining and emitting heat to the extreme, but it failed to awaken the sleeping soul.
Tai Su's face turned pale. How could this be possible? The sun that the monsters were waiting for was not him.
How could the King of All Monsters, who was annihilated with one punch, bear such an injustice? On second thought, since even he couldn't be awakened, these monsters were destined to sleep in a dead dream, and none of them would wake up.
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After figuring out the key point, Tai Su's unhappiness disappeared, and he transformed into the sun and rushed forward. Between the ends of the earth and the sea, he saw an icy palace.
There is nothing special about the palace. Its main feature is that it is tall and eye-catching, as if to remind everyone that the most prominent person in the world lives here.
"Yes, it's Gu!"
Tai Su's face darkened. Ming Yao was not beating around the bush. This wonder was too conspicuous and was clearly a provocation to him.
As the King of Monsters, he wanted the best of everything, so how could he tolerate such an injustice? He decided to return to the Kingdom of Monsters and start building a wonder, vowing to make the dilapidated temple before him better than before.
He strode in, and with every step he took, golden flames surged and swept across the sky, burning the sky and evaporating the eternal ice. At the same time, he accidentally set the palace on fire.
It is understandable that water and fire are merciless. Even the three-legged golden crow sometimes cannot control the true fire of the sun.
Amidst the raging flames, a huge golden bell emerged, turning from virtual to real, sensing the true fire of the sun.
The golden bell is majestic, with nine golden crows engraved on it, burning the sky and boiling the sea. Nothing in the world is left except legs.
"Thanks to nature for the gift, this thing was meant to be with me, and today it is returned to its original owner, congratulations!"
Tai Su transformed into a three-legged golden crow and flapped its wings to break through the layers of golden light barriers. He grabbed the golden bell with his three claws, wanting to refine the treasure for his own use.
The innate spiritual treasure was spiritual and sensed the appearance of the true fire of the sun. It thought it was its former owner looking for it, but when it saw that everything had changed and the people had changed, it lost interest and turned into golden light to disperse the things that Tai Su had left in her body.
The sound of a bell was like the creation of the world, shattering the surrounding space and magnifying infinitely in the void.
"You have personality. I like people like you."
Tai Su smiled brightly, and the wings of the three-legged golden crow soared. He summoned his great magical power to control the heavens and the earth, dragging the heavy golden bell out of the void and flying straight towards the frozen sky.
In the endless cold, the sky and the earth are the same color, and the chill is chilling to the bone.
The golden bell was still making its last resistance, ringing continuously. Every time Tai Su raised it three feet higher, it became three times heavier.
"How dare you, a mere dead creature, act so arrogantly in front of me!"
The three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and roared loudly, summoning the great magical power of the second sun in the sky. Its violent will pressed down, filling the entire golden bell in an instant.
The emptiness of countless years was filled in the blink of an eye, the golden bell rang and trembled, and the last trace of resistance was washed away by the scorching heat of the bright sun, completely turning into the shape of Tai Su, and at this moment forgetting its former master.
The golden light faded, leaving only the sun across the sky.
Tai Su held the golden bell in his hand. He did not like the mark of the original owner, so he waved his hand and wiped it on the golden bell, dispersing the nine suns in the sky.
The smooth clock face did not look domineering at all, so after giving it some thought, he carved his own heroic and domineering three-legged figure on it.
"Nine is the ultimate number, rising to one, I am the only one, this is the truth."
Looking at the image of the three-legged golden crow flapping its wings and holding its head high on the clock face, Tai Su nodded with satisfaction. He ignored Jin Zhong's self-introduction and said to himself, "Demon King Bell, what a good name. It is indeed the treasure destined for me."
Tai Su was in a good mood after picking up a treasure when he went out. He swallowed it in one gulp. The Great Sun Contract Gold Bell, his invincible cultivation level soared again.
He roared towards the sky and turned into the sun, trying to wake up the sleeping monsters again.
Still no use.
"You are so stubborn, you deserve to die here in your sleep."
Tai Su left with a cold face. If they ignored him today, they would definitely not be able to reach him in the future. The Demon King has ordered that these monsters be expelled from the demon register, and there will be no place for them in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons in the future.
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Daxia.
Kunlun Mountains, the capital of the Ancestral Dragon Kingdom, and the place where the holy dynasty of mankind is located.
The contemporary Emperor Ji sat in the imperial study for a long time in silence. The royal families of the Ji clan who were enfeoffed in various places lost contact one by one, and the Mahayana clan members who were sent out to investigate never returned.
There was no intelligence, and no one to contact. He didn't know when the capital was isolated from the outside world, and he, the Human Emperor, became a truly lonely man.
Emperor Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head. He picked up a memorial that had been on the desk for more than a month and began to read it.
Emperor Ji was an old man with a white beard, dull and yellow eyes, and a hunched and skinny body. This was a typical sign that his life was coming to an end and he would not live long.
"The demon race, the golden dragon of luck..."
"The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, one emperor and eight kings..."
"The Demon King is too simple, his strength is unfathomable."
This was not the first time that Emperor Ji had read through this memorial. He had read it so many times that he himself could not even remember how many times he had read. Every time he read it, the haze in his heart deepened.
With internal and external troubles, the country is in a precarious situation and the building is about to collapse. One single tree cannot support the country.
"Is Daxia really going to perish?"
There is no eternal empire in the world, and the cycle of life and death is the eternal truth. Daxia will perish, and Emperor Ji knows this very well. Even if there are countless human masters, their magical powers cannot defeat the will of heaven, let alone the unpredictable human heart.
However, Emperor Ji did not want to be the king of a fallen country, and did not want the inheritance of his ancestors to be destroyed in his own hands.
Moreover, Da Xia is the human race. The destruction of Da Xia means that the human race has lost its own golden dragon of luck. At this time, the demon race is already showing signs of rising.
"The country's destiny cannot be cut short, at least not now!"
Emperor Ji took a deep breath, his cloudy eyes flickered with golden light, and the majestic dragon energy swept away the haze, and his mind and body, which were tired of political affairs, straightened up in an instant.
"Daxia cannot fall, and I cannot fall either. Golden Dragon of Luck, please lend me a helping hand one last time!"
As he muttered to himself, his skinny body swelled and became strong, rejuvenated and turned into a young man. His black eyes were deep, and his handsome features exuded an elegance and grace. With the imperial robe on his body, he looked more majestic and domineering.
The image of a wise leader comes to life on the paper.
Golden light shines through the top of Kunlun Mountain and stretches all the way down. Looking down from a high place, the Kunlun Mountains that run across the east and west are like a golden dragon that can take off at any time.
Daxia refers to the human race. The golden dragon that represents the luck of the entire human race plus the Kunlun Mountains, one of the three great ancestral dragon spirit veins, make the golden luck so powerful that it is terrifying.
In comparison, the newly born golden dragon of destiny of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom is just a small loach.
A dragon roar resounded throughout the heaven and earth. Emperor Ji stood on the top of Mount Kunlun holding a sword, and his mind traveled thousands of miles in an instant.
Two golden lights lit up, like the finishing touch, making the golden dragon of luck more lifelike.
The sword of the human king.
The king of people.
The golden dragon that carries the destiny of Daxia is the greatest treasure of the human race. It has been passed down for thousands of years and has boundless merits. It is also one of the symbols of the human race as the protagonist of heaven and earth.
"In the time of the Human Emperor, anyone who wants to destroy Daxia is a thief who should be punished. I am waiting here with the Human King's sword in hand."
The loud sound spread throughout the world, and people from all over Daxia heard it. When one's cultivation reached the Mahayana stage, one could feel that Emperor Ji was close by, and the chill that penetrated the bone marrow seemed as if the Sword of the Human King was hanging over one's head.
At the same time, Yinglong sat quietly on the top of the Thirty-Six Heavens Gate.
The sun appeared across the sky, corresponding to the wheel of creation transformed from the heavenly book. With the destiny bestowed upon him, his momentum reached the peak of his life.
Below the Thirty-Six Heavens Gate, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise stood side by side, gazing up at the sun and the wheel with extremely complicated expressions.
In addition to respect and worship, there is also a bit of greed, a desire to replace it one day.
Behind the four spirits, more than five hundred perfect immortals stood in the sea of clouds. They had no ambition to become Yinglong, and facing the pressure from the sun and the roulette wheel, they held their breath and chose to surrender from the bottom of their hearts.
The perfect immortals of the Thirty-Six Heavens Gate, including the Four Spirits, were all created by Yinglong single-handedly.
With the convenience of being a tomb keeper, he opened the door to the secret realm, obtained the inheritance from ancient times, and created two spiritual energies, Xiantian and Yuanshi, to build this invincible and unstoppable immortal army on earth.
Daxia also has a similar inheritance, and there is no shortage of perfect-level immortals, but it is still far from the convenience of Yinglong acting on behalf of heaven.
"Qinglong, I heard that your Xingxiu was defeated in the Wan Yao Kingdom, and this time you lost three powerful helpers."
Baihu was not afraid of trouble: "Why, didn't you go and avenge them?"
"If you want to go, just go ahead. Why are you barking here and ruining our status as the Four Spirits?"
Qinglong snorted coldly. The Demon Emperor Taisu had obtained the Golden Dragon's Luck. His status, position and even cultivation were no longer the same as before. He had not made full preparations, so naturally he would not go over to seek trouble.
Besides, there are only three immortals, and you can have as many cannon fodders as you want.
"Qinglong has a point. Baihu, you were careless and underestimated your enemy. You should learn from Qinglong. Dogs that bite don't bark." Zhuque stepped forward to smooth things over. The Buddhists were very angry. If they did, they would either not criticize at all or criticize the two of them at the same time.
The icy beauty of Xuanwu closed her eyes and remained motionless, not even bothering to watch coldly.
"The time has come. The time for radical change is now."
Yinglong slowly opened his eyes, took in the Big Sun and the Book of Heaven, his sight penetrated through the layers of space and looked towards the top of the Kunlun Mountains. He looked at the golden and shining Emperor Ji, and a humble smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Yinglong, Emperor Ji is experiencing a last burst of vitality and has returned to his peak with the help of the Golden Dragon. A head-on confrontation at this time will cause unnecessary losses." Xuanwu, who had been silent all this time, said slowly.
Emperor Ji is a dying man and will not be able to hold on for long. There is no need to fight him to the death when his luck is at its strongest.
"That's true, but I have the destiny. How can a mere human emperor defeat the destiny?"
Ying Long's smile did not diminish: "I will fight head-on and cut off the Great Xia's Golden Dragon of Luck, and I will do it in front of him, at the moment when he is most powerful."
In a nutshell, destiny is in my hands, so why should I fear
Xuanwu said no more, and Zhuque nodded in agreement, praising Yinglong for his great opportunity and saying that he was destined to be invincible in the world.
Azure Dragon and White Tiger were envious but appeared to be convinced on the surface.
Yinglong took in the whole scene and smiled, but did not expose the four rebellious thoughts. It was a good thing that his subordinates were ambitious, otherwise, if the gravekeepers were muddle-headed, how could they have achieved the current scale
As for the rebellion...
Without the conviction to subdue the world, how can one build the Great Sun, how can one be invincible for the rest of one's life!
If you want to rebel, you can go ahead and do it. Yinglong will be waiting for you at the top of the Thirty-Six Heavens Gate, just like Emperor Ji.
"Let's go. Don't keep Emperor Ji waiting for too long. He doesn't have much time left. We must at least let him know who is trying to cut off Da Xia's destiny."
Yinglong raised his hand and pointed, and the thirty-six gates in the sky opened one after another. The chaotic and disordered space changed continuously and finally stabilized on the top of Kunlun Mountain in Daxia.
The black sky slowly opened to both sides, and in the place of clouds, mountains and sea of fog, Yinglong led the four spirits to step out, and behind them was a large formation composed of five hundred perfect immortals.
This formation is called the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Yinglong obtained it from a fragment of a fairyland. It was used to resist invasions from both the demon and monster worlds and made great military achievements.
Although the current Ten Thousand Immortals Formation does not have tens of thousands of immortals, but only less than five hundred, it is more than enough to suppress the Kunlun Mountains and flatten Daxia.
Speaking of which, Yinglong is by no means a simple-minded reckless man. He personally disdains the behavior of two armies facing each other and putting all their chips on the line at once.
Long before today, troops were deployed throughout Daxia, trying to identify all descendants of the Ji bloodline, and kill all the royal family members of the Ji family one by one, and then sit back and wait for Emperor Ji to use the tactic of adding fuel to the fire.
In less than a year, the royal families in various places of Daxia were quietly replaced by the tomb keepers. Emperor Ji did not let Yinglong down and sent the elite of his clan to investigate, but they fell into a trap.
At this point, the preliminary preparations were complete, and all of Emperor Ji's escape routes were blocked. All they had to do was cut off the golden dragon of luck, and the Great Xia Dynasty could be completely destroyed overnight.
The sea of clouds was filled with fairy air, with countless rays of light falling and thousands of auspicious colors. Five hundred flawless immortals slowly appeared.
At first glance, it seemed as if the gates of heaven had opened and immortals had descended into the world.
Those who don’t know might think that Daxia offended the Emperor and thus suffered a catastrophic disaster.
There was chaos on the top of Kunlun Mountain. Dozens of perfect-level immortals flew over clouds and rushed to Emperor Ji's side to defend against the enemy. As their eyes swept over, sounds of surprise could be heard everywhere.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyu, why are you here?"
"Old Immortal Bai Ming, aren't you dead?"
"How could this be? Why did you, the dead, come back again..."
The world of immortal cultivation is so small that even if Yinglong has thirty-six heavens and unlimited resources, it is impossible for him to create things out of thin air. The foundation of his existence comes from the world of immortal cultivation. It is inevitable that the two sides will meet acquaintances.
Hearing the screams, Emperor Ji's heart sank suddenly to the bottom of the valley. He was in charge of the world, but he didn't know that there was such a huge force in the world of immortal cultivation.
How can he be called the Emperor when he is such an ugly laughing stock
"Your Majesty, the prince and concubines have been sent out, and no one knows where they are going. However... the queen is unwilling to leave and is guarding the palace with a sword."
Hearing the voice transmission in his ear, Emperor Ji nodded. That was right. He had not misjudged the person.
High in the sky, Yinglong overlooked the overall situation and noticed that the Ji bloodline had disappeared without a trace, but he did not take it to heart for the time being.
The destiny of Da Xia is destined to be cut off tonight. These scattered princes and grandchildren have nowhere to rely on. I am afraid they dare not even mention their own surnames, let alone rebuild Da Xia.
Yinglong showed mercy and did not kill him. He was not a murderer and had been pursuing a higher level of realm all his life. Instead, he was looking forward to whether the fish that had escaped the net could bring him some surprises in the future.
No, that's reasonable.
Yes, that couldn't be better.
"Your Excellency leads a group of immortals to ruin the destiny of Daxia and destroy the future of our human race. What exactly do you want to do?" Emperor Ji held the Sword of the Human King in his hand and summoned the Human King Cauldron to protect himself. His eyes were shining with golden light, and he questioned Yinglong loudly, carrying the golden dragon of the human race's destiny.
"I have been granted the mandate of heaven and blessed by the sun. Daxia should not exist in the human world, let alone the emperor of mankind. That's all."
"That's all?"
Emperor Ji's eyebrows turned cold: "Your Excellency's cultivation is unprecedented, you should know what the Golden Dragon of Luck means to the human race. If the human race loses Daxia, the demon race will surely rise strongly. At that time, the human race will lose the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth. Can you bear this cause and effect?"
"Hahahaha, the human race has lost Daxia, what a ridiculous statement."
Yinglong was disdainful and responded, "It is Daxia that has lost the human race. Old emperor, the Ji family has been in power for thousands of years and owes the human race countless karma. I have cut off Daxia, and my merits are unparalleled. This is a great merit."
"Fanatical, you don't understand what you are doing, demon race..."
"The demon race is nothing to be afraid of. If I can slay Da Xia, I can naturally slay the Ten Thousand Demons Nation as well."
Yinglong raised his hands, one was a golden sun, the other was the wheel of fortune, and two great treasures, the Immortal Execution Sword and the Demon-Slaying Platform, appeared behind him. With the destiny in his hands, he had already been invincible.
"This... How..."
Emperor Ji was at a loss for words. Looking at the Wheel of Fortune transformed from the Book of Heaven, the hot blood in his heart was suddenly extinguished. He murmured that heaven would destroy the human race and destroy Daxia.
After all, he was the king of a country, and he quickly woke up under the roar of the golden dragon of luck.
He stepped forward holding the Sword of the King of Man, vowing not to bow to the heavens: "Heaven has its own way, and man has his own way. If Heaven wishes to destroy man, man can destroy Heaven. I hold the Sword of the King of Man, and am willing to show its sharpness to Heaven."
"Okay, I will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and test whether the sword in your hand is sharp."
Yinglong raised his hand and the Zhuxian Sword fell between his five fingers. With one sword, he split the ground, fire, water and wind, and cleared the murderous formation.
When the Zhu Xian Sword is cultivated to the highest level, one can obtain the ultimate magical power - the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.
A terrifying murderous aura was emitted, and no matter whether they were humans, immortals or demons, all who encountered this catastrophe would die.
Emperor Ji went up with the sword in hand, the Sword of the Human King was wrapped in brilliant golden light, the golden dragon of luck swallowed the sky and the earth, and the million-foot-long dragon head rose high.
Gold and white collided, heaven and earth became chaotic, and rolling waves of air spread out from the top of Kunlun Mountain, stirring up dirt, rocks, and grass and flying all over the sky.
The void trembled continuously, and in a very short moment, it experienced destruction and recovery, jumping back and forth repeatedly, as if it had never appeared.
In the palace, a beautiful woman with cloud-like hair stood with a sword in her hand. She looked into the sky and noticed that the emperor star was vague. A hint of bright red appeared at the corner of her tightly bitten pale lips.
At the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, a team hid in the darkness. Four helmeted and armored men sneaked around to protect the commander in the middle.
Behind the commander, a young man was sleeping, unaware in his sweet dream that his country and family were destroyed.
The boy was born with a defect, a head of white hair, and only his eyebrows can be seen. When he grows up, he will definitely be a handsome boy who will make the older sisters laugh so hard that they can't close their legs.
"What gorgeous fireworks! The human race is really good at fighting!"
Hearing the exclamation, five soldiers protected the young master, holding swords and knives to set up a formation. The blood and energy in their bodies were like dragons, activating the killing method of the formation. Finally, they saw the person who was speaking high up in the woods.
He was a man of great stature, with an aura that dominated the world, eyes as bright as the sun, and an expression of invincibility written on his face.
Too plain!
"Who are you? Tell me your name!"
The commander held a long sword in his hand, madly burning his magic power. With just one glance, he knew that the group had encountered a master.
It’s hard to say how high it is, but the five of us plus the little white-haired guy will all give it to us for free.
"A spoilsport."
Tai Su glanced down and thought they were too weak to take his punch. He waved his hands as if to shoo away a fly, asking them not to disturb his warm-up preparations before the fight.
The commander felt as if he had been pardoned. Although he didn't know where the strange man came from, he should not be an enemy. He maintained his formation and retreated, escorting the young master away at full speed.
"Brother, where shall we escort the young master to?"
"We'll go as far as we can. The general has ordered that if no one comes to look for us, we will hide our identities and... from now on... we'll take the surname Zhao like me."
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Boundless momentum swept across heaven and earth, and the majestic sword intent, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar, roared into infinite power, rushed towards the nine heavens and sank into the deeper parts of the sky.
Indescribable energy filled the peak of Kunlun Mountain, and along with the mighty sound of dragon roars, the Human Emperor's Palace was unable to withstand such tremendous force, and it collapsed and floated in mid-air.
Huge rocks on the top of the mountain floated up one by one, and were swept up by the terrifying energy and transformed into part of the body of the golden dragon of luck.
The sword light rose towards the sky, and in a flash, a real dragon was hovering in the sky.
All things are wailing, the air reaches the sky, and the endless vastness surges to the eight poles of heaven and earth.
The human city far outside the Kunlun Mountains was also illuminated by this bright and powerful light. Practitioners opened their doors, walked out of their caves and looked up at the sky.
In the vast golden light, the figure of the real dragon is clearly visible.
Yes.
The white wheel descended, and the golden dragon broke in an instant.
There was no breath of raging seas, nor any impact to destroy the world. With a strength that transcended everything, he cut off the dragon's head with a wave of his hand.
The peak of Kunlun Mountain collapsed, waking countless humans from their dreams, tears in their eyes, their hearts palpitating, and an uncontrollable grief rising in their hearts.
Far away on the other side of the human race, the demon race's golden dragon of luck was extremely excited, but was afraid of being beaten up, so he lowered his head below the Demon King City, arching back and forth and laughing secretly.
Emperor Ji fell from the sky in front of the ruined palace, his robe stained with blood, his young body rapidly aged, his hair turned grey, his eyes were filled with turbid tears of pain and blood.
The golden dragon of Daxia's destiny was broken.
The beautiful woman in palace dress walked quickly forward, held Emperor Ji in her arms, raised her hand to smooth his messy white hair, and smiled charmingly.
Although his wife was right before his eyes, Emperor Ji's cloudy eyes could not see clearly. He threw down the broken Human King Sword in his hand and said his final parting words to the Queen.
It can't be considered a farewell, we can just go to another place and continue living together.
The perfect immortals in the surrounding area who belonged to Daxia could not accept the reality. Some were howling, some were furious, and some followed their hearts and defected to Yinglong's side on the spot.
This is how cultivating immortality works!
Yinglong looked down from a high place, without disturbing Emperor Ji and his wife. He looked at the broken Zhuxian Sword in his hand with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"The human way... can actually cut off the immortal way. It's unbelievable, really unbelievable."
Yinglong calmed his complicated mind and changed the subject: "However, after all, the Way of Heaven is the most powerful. I have been granted the destiny by Heaven, and the Way of Man is but a minor one."
In the strongest confrontation just now, the Zhu Xian Sword was defeated by the Du Wang Sword. He relied on the Wheel of Fortune transformed from the Book of Heaven to kill the Golden Dragon of Luck with one strike.
This move was not aboveboard; in a sense, his immortal path was defeated by the human path of the Human Emperor.
Yinglong was unhappy. There were too many unpredictable changes in the world. Would there be a day when his invincible Da Ri fate would be broken by someone
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
It is clearly written in the Book of Heaven that the sun will descend from the sky and will be invincible throughout the world. He is undefeated and will never be defeated.
"Yinglong, it's time to wrap up."
Baihu warned, with devilish energy surging in his eyes, and he looked at Ji Huang's body greedily.
Although the old man is about to die, he was born as the emperor of men, noble and extraordinary, with a body that is the best in the world. If he is transformed into a zombie...
Oh, and there is the Queen, the last mother of the Xia Dynasty, who is also very worth training.
Yinglong shook his head and asked the Four Spirits to clean up the stubborn Da Xia monks. As for Emperor Ji and the Queen, the former's heart of Taoism was dead, and the latter was willing to die to prove his integrity. What would be wrong with giving them some more time
A woman's kindness!
The White Tiger secretly complained, saying that kindness cannot command an army. Yinglong often had good intentions, but one day his good intentions would backfire on him.
The massacre began.
Except for the rebels, all the cultivators affiliated with Daxia were the same as Emperor Ji. The moment the golden dragon of luck was killed, they felt the greatest sorrow, their hearts were broken, and they could not muster any fighting spirit.
Facing the top immortals at the Four Spirits level, they were all killed in just a few breaths.
Four figures surrounded them. Looking at the Emperor Ji and the Empress who were talking to each other from the bottom of their hearts, Zhuque shouted "Amitabha" and recited a mantra for the afterlife: "Love is the most harmful word. The two donors have been deeply poisoned. I will help you turn back to the right path."
"Don't get in the way, bald donkey. Their bodies belong to me now."
"You vicious dog, you are still barking here. You can do whatever you want."
"good!"
Four figures rushed forward quickly and suddenly saw a shadow standing behind Emperor Ji and the Queen. They were frightened and hurriedly slowed down their pace.
High in the sky, Yinglong was about to move the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation away, but he seemed to sense something and slowly looked down.
"Who are you?"
Baihu cried out in surprise. This beast suddenly appeared, and he didn't know what kind of magical power he used to hide from his spiritual perception.
What a powerful skill, not inferior to his.
The four spirits were all extremely surprised. There were no innate and primordial spiritual energies in the human world. It was already extremely difficult to become a perfect immortal, and there were no existences comparable to them. Where did the mysterious man come from
Qinglong frowned. Based on the information he knew, the other party was not human.
Demon King Tai Su, why did he come to Daxia Dragon City? Is he looking for death
"My name is too simple. Seeing that there is quite a commotion here, I came all the way here to join in the fun."
Tai Su's eyes lit up, his fists trembling with excitement. He looked down at Emperor Ji and the Queen, and said enviously, "What a loving couple. It's a pity that they were born alone and don't know how to love. They only know how to chase after women and make love on the bed. They are far inferior to you two."
"…" x2
"…" x4
"… "
Is this monster's brain okay
"Your Excellency is the Demon King Taisu?!"
Emperor Ji raised his head, his cloudy eyes flashed with a ray of dark golden light, and he tried his best to see Tai Su's figure and appearance clearly.
A look of invincibility.
"It's me. It seems that you are the Human Emperor. Unfortunately, you are too weak and not worthy to be on equal footing with me." Tai Su commented.
"The Demon King should not have come here. Leave immediately, or he will surely die."
Emperor Ji gave him a reminder, appearing to be worried about him, but in fact he was overjoyed.
The human race no longer has the Golden Dragon of Fortune, and the demon race should not have one either. The Demon King Tai Su died here. It is a blessing that the human and demon races have returned to equality.
"Death in a great calamity, great, that's the calamity I'm looking for."
Tai Su smiled cheerfully and reached into his sleeves: "Speaking of which, you and I have a reason for coming here to present our letters of credence..."
He took it out again.
"… "
"Forget it, it's not important anyway, it's just a piece of waste paper."
"… "
It can be basically confirmed that the Demon King's brain is not normal.
Bai Hu took a deep breath, unable to bear the crazy bastard, and said coldly: "You, the demon king, are seeking your own death today, so I will send you off."
"I'm afraid you can't."
Tai Su shook his head and raised his fist: "If you can take my punch, it won't be too late to say harsh words."
"How brave! I want to see how strong your fist is..."
boom!!!
The fist was pushed open, and the proud will that dominated the world pierced through the clouds and split the rocks, pouring down like a tidal wave. The invisible force was stimulating, but the precisely controlled force was condensed into a line, without causing any ripples in the surrounding area.
Under the horrified gazes of Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, the White Tiger's body evaporated and its spirit dissipated, and it was killed with just one punch.
However, they were so close to the white tiger, but they were not affected at all, and even their souls were unable to issue a warning.
High in the sky, Yinglong's face suddenly changed. Five hundred perfect immortals formed a formation, opening the grand curtain of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
“Hehehehe—”
"That's right. Set up the formation. Once I'm done warming up, I'll go play with you guys."
Tai Su was so excited that he could no longer bear it. He took a step forward, and his figure staggered with the three spirits. Azure Dragon and Vermillion Bird burned all the magic power in their bodies, roared, and sacrificed the magic weapon that they had cultivated with their lives, and then...
Just disperse.
Xuanwu's face turned pale. He took two steps back and found that he was not only not dead, but also not injured.
"Beauty, you look very sexy. How about moving to the Demon King's Palace and enjoying my company in the future?" Tai Su extended the invitation.
Xuanwu stepped back again and again, wanting to refuse but not daring to speak.
"In this case, I will not force it."
Tai Su raised five fingers, closed his eyes and punched out, killing Xuanwu's body and soul. He sighed and said, "Flowers have feelings but water has no feelings. The word love really hurts people a lot. Look, a life is gone."
"Form a formation!"
"Form a formation—"
Seeing the Demon King's ferocious power, Qinglong and the other four spirits could not even withstand a single punch from him, so the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was completed at the fastest speed.
The formation is completed.
The five elements circulate, yin and yang open instantly, and the fairy light is vast and spreads out layer by layer, like a huge wave hitting the sky, forming a world of its own, reversing the chaos of the void and the present world.
"There are mysteries everywhere, it's really a great formation!"
Tai Su shouted loudly, and golden light surged around his body. Demonic energy rushed violently into the sky, revealing the shadow of a three-legged golden crow and a huge sun.
"Since I came into the world, I have rarely given my all. My cultivation has improved every day, and I have gained insights every time. From now on, I dare not give my all."
Tai Su was indignant, his domineering face full of anger: "I am honored to meet you all today, which is a great pleasure for a demon. I am willing to strike with all my strength to show my respect..."
"I also hope that you will hold fast to the formation and teach me a bloody lesson, so that I will know that there are always people better than you, and it is best not to be too arrogant when you act like a demon!"
With every word, the golden light around Tai Su became stronger, and the shadow of the sun transformed by the three-legged golden crow illuminated the night, just like the real sun, dotted prominently in the sky.
Yinglong looked up at the sky, muttering in daze, and asked the Wheel of Fortune in his hand who was the real sun.
Answer: Too plain.
Suddenly, the vital energy of heaven and earth surged, and an extremely powerful golden light shot up into the sky.
Like a sharp sword, like thunder, it rose from the Kunlun Mountains, stretched to the sky, and finally cut through the sky.
Wherever the golden light passed, it became the backbone of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. The auras of five hundred perfect immortals blended together, and they held out for three full breaths in the inverted golden waterfall.
After three breaths, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was wiped out.
"Why? I have already begged you."
Tai Su looked up at the sky in silence, his brows showing an even more angry expression. "Where exactly are you? Why hasn't the person who can take my punch shown up yet? What are you waiting for? Why don't you show up?"
Behind him, Emperor Ji and the Queen were dumbfounded.
The Queen is fine. No matter how powerful Tai Su is, she only has Emperor Ji in her eyes and cannot have much influence on her.
Emperor Ji was different. He recalled what was said in the intelligence and kept muttering, saying things like the greatest demon in history, the golden dragon of luck suppressed it with a wave of his hand, and the way of heaven could not defeat it...
A mouthful of dirty blood spurted out, and Ji Huang's turbid eyes slowly dimmed. He could no longer see clearly. The only thing he could see was probably the future of the human race.
It was as dark as the sky before his eyes.
"Your Majesty..."
The severely injured spirit of Emperor Ji dissipated and his body gradually cooled down. Without a second thought, the Empress placed the sword across her neck, severed her own heart and spirit, and followed him.
A generation of human emperor died here, against the background of the demon emperor who was indignant and complained about the injustice of the heaven, and Yinglong who looked up at the sky in a daze and whose soul wandered into the sky.
Tai Su wiped out the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation with one punch, but the impact it caused to Emperor Ji was far less than that caused by Ying Long. The latter believed deeply in destiny and was full of ambitions. He was conceited because of destiny, but also misled himself because of destiny.
At this moment, I am in a daze, not knowing the past or the future.
If Tai Su is the invincible one in the world and the sun that appears out of nowhere, then what is he
"By the way, they just called you Yinglong..."
Tai Su slowly floated up until he was higher than Ying Long, and looked down and said, "I don't like the title of gravekeeper, I really don't like it, there will be no gravekeeper in the future."
Yinglong woke up in shock. He had amazing talent and single-handedly created the glory of the tomb keeper. He had four spirits, five hundred perfect immortals, and thirty-six heavens. He endured and lay dormant with great perseverance and a firm will.
If he doesn't make a sound, he will make a splash. Tonight, which should have been the peak of his life, was inexplicably snatched away by Tai Su who appeared out of nowhere.
"It's better not to accept this destiny!"
Yinglong waved his hand and threw away the wheel transformed from the heavenly book. The sun appeared above his head. He raised the magic weapon, the Demon-Slaying Platform, and floated up to the same height as Taisu.
"Too plain, right? I don't like this name, I really don't like it. From now on, there will be no more Demon King in the world!"
“Hehehehe—”
Tai Su laughed heartily: "Not bad, very good, you look like a good fighter, come on, let's see if you can take my punch, if you can..."
His eyes gleamed fiercely as he stared at the shadow of the sun above Yinglong's head: "If I hit you with one more punch, I will make sure you die without a burial place."
"Come and die!"
"Take my punch!"
The two figures collided, the wind and clouds converged, and the heaven and earth changed drastically.
The guillotine of heaven and earth fell from the demon-slaying platform, but it was no match for an ordinary fist. Yinglong was surrounded by infinite golden light, and the fate of the sun on his back was shattered.
His soul was in a trance and his body was exhausted, but he relied on his great willpower to support himself, used all he had learned in his life, broke through the golden waterfall, and staggered out.
The void was twisted and in ruins everywhere. The chaotic void turbulence and the vital energy of heaven and earth rolled in disorder, sounding like wailing, as if the heaven was mourning for Yinglong.
"It's so noisy, how dare you make such noise!"
Tai Su raised his five fingers, killing everyone so much that the world suddenly became quiet.
He looked down at Yinglong: "Not bad, you are quite powerful, Yinglong, right? I will remember you."
After saying that, he punched down.
Bathed in the golden light again, Yinglong no longer had the strength to resist. He looked at Tai Su from afar and suddenly laughed, "How sad! Although you have defeated me, you are just a chess piece in the hands of others..."
"Too plain..."
"You failed at the Demon Slaying Platform. You are not a demon at all."
At the end of his words, Sui Taisu pressed down his fist with a gloomy face, and Yinglong's body and soul completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
The Wheel of Fortune sank straight into the void and disappeared.
The so-called invincibility in this life does not mean being invincible in the world, but on this basis, even the laws of nature have to temporarily avoid the edge!
Yinglong died, and the four gravekeepers and five hundred perfect immortals were wiped out.
Tai Su threw out three punches with all his strength in succession, and felt relaxed and indescribably happy. He let out a long roar that pierced the clouds and split the rocks, and rolled over the Kunlun Mountains.
In his mind, Emperor Ji and the Queen hugged each other and died. He snorted coldly, envious but silent.
"You are a little weak, but you also have some good points. If the future Human Emperor can be 30% as good as you, he will be considered a wise ruler. It's just a small token of my respect." Tai Su flicked his finger and the Sun's True Fire fell, burning the bodies of Emperor Ji and the Queen, to prevent later comers from dividing up their corpses and humiliating the two loving people.
A long roar echoed in the sky, and the void opened up a sea of clouds. The thirty-six levels of heaven were higher than the previous ones.
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"Great! This item is just what I want. It is destined to be mine."
That night, the sun set across the sky to the north, and a tremendous demonic energy penetrated the human kingdom, disrupting the five elements of yin and yang, making it impossible for anything to harm it.
A peerless evil monster that had not been seen in tens of millions of years appeared before the eyes of the world for the first time.
The Demon King is Tai Su!