Hongyun, who was studying the Great Dao in Piaomiao Palace, suddenly opened his eyes, and was shocked to find that his luck as a saint was constantly decreasing. No! He was trying to even out the luck of others.

Hou Tu? No!

At this moment Hongyun raised his head, his deep black eyes penetrated the thirty-third heaven, and even saw the Nuwa Palace through the chaos.

"Nuwa!"

A light golden aura fell into the Misty Palace. Hongyun looked at the ruler emitting golden light of merit in her palm, and heard Nuwa's weak apology and Hou Tu's explanation in her ears.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Merit Ruler!"

Looking at this treasure, after the great god Pangu opened up the world, it was condensed from the black and yellow energy when the heaven and earth evolved. Together with the merits of opening the sky, it was condensed into two spiritual treasures of merit.

The first one is the Black and Yellow Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. It is also in the hands of Laozi, a saint from the Taiqing Dynasty. Its power is not inferior to any innate treasure, so it is called the acquired treasure of merit and virtue. It is also the only acquired spiritual treasure in the prehistoric times that can be called the supreme treasure.

, the rest can at best be called spiritual treasures of merit.

The second item is the mysterious and missing Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Merit Ruler. Some people say it is the second meritorious treasure. Others say that the Linglong Pagoda has absorbed most of the merits and Xuanhuang Qi, so the quality of this second item has declined.

Today Hongyun looked at the black and yellow merit ruler of heaven and earth in his palm, but there was a complex look in his eyes. The acquired merit is the most precious treasure, and its offensive power is not inferior to any top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

She was plotted! However, this was the first time that Hongyun was not angry and murmured: "So that's it, Nuwa, you are the first human race in the world!"

The secret of Nuwa’s heels!

The human race and the Six Paths of Reincarnation are the existences left over from the incarnation of the great god Pangu. It turns out that Nuwa, who was born in Buzhou Mountain, was the first human race.

No wonder the calculations were repeated, and even Nuwa, the most precious treasure of the Kongtong Seal, could easily trade it. It turns out that was the case, because the fate of the three saints was aligned, and the better the fate of the human race, the stronger they became.

No wonder Nuwa can make people become saints, no wonder the relationship between Nuwa and Hou Tu Zuwu is so good, it turns out that Zuwu knew about it from the beginning.

Buzhou Mountain has two innate yin and yang qi. Fuxi is the innate yang qi incarnation, and Nuwa is the first human being born to absorb the innate yin qi. Therefore, the two are called brother and sister, but in fact they are different from each other.

Feeling the endless flow of reincarnation from the six realms, Hou Tu evened out his energy to the two of them, especially Nuwa. Only then did the aura of the saint in the Snail Palace become stable.

"Is this being plotted by Nuwa again?"

He shook his head thinking about this and then looked at the merit treasure in his palm. It seemed that he had not lost much. After all, no one expected that the human race would encounter such ups and downs, and Nuwa even revealed her mysterious heel.

This was the first time that after being plotted, Hongyun was still angry after knowing the cause and effect. His deep eyes looked deeply at the rich destiny of the human race, and finally he sighed quietly.

Human race! What an unforgettable memory indeed.

Moreover, looking at the treasure of merit and virtue in his hand, Hongyun smiled. It seemed that he had not lost anything but had learned everything and gained a treasure of merit and virtue.

Beiming.

In the far north where the sun and moonlight of the ancient world cannot shine, a hazy palace emerged.

Kunpeng, who was dressed in a black robe as a Taoist, looked at the person opposite him with a gloomy expression, "Jiuying, don't worry. In terms of strength, I may not be as good as Dijun and Taiyi, but when it comes to asking Xian Fuluan in the Shuzi Sect, ask Bu Ju

If you know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, the emperor may not be as good as me, Kunpeng."

Jiuying looked at Kunpeng in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little nervous, "The human race is the protagonist of destiny, are we sure nothing will happen if we do this?"

"Jie Jie~ I don't know if it will work or not, but I know that heaven will never send down karma."

When he said this, Kunpeng's cold cheeks evoked a sarcastic sneer, "The protagonist of the world is just a joke now. Is the world now still the world it once was?"

"Do you know how many monks there are in the human race? Although there are not as many as there were in the lich era, but in this era, you don't realize that the human race is following the dragon, phoenix, unicorn, and witch and demon clans of the ancient times.

The way?"

"Even if you don't take action, Heaven will take action. The Three Emperors have not yet attained enlightenment, their fortunes have fluctuated, and the killing is coming. But you and I just detonated this killing in advance. When the time comes, Heaven will not only not send down karma, but even

There will be good luck."

Everything Kunpeng calculated was correct. The human race was the protagonist of heaven and earth. However, the human race during this period was somewhat stronger than expected. Fuxi and Shen Nong were both quasi-sages. What about the last human emperor in the future? He was also a quasi-sage at least.

Besides, the monks in the human race are just like crucian carp crossing the river. Although there are not many Daluo monks in the human race, only a few dozen left over from ancient times, there are quite a few golden immortals below, and even more below.

Very dense.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has declined sharply, and there is no need for such a powerful human race.

"Kunpeng, why don't you sit in the Sea of ​​Stars? If you go there, with your qualifications, you might be able to achieve immortality."

Jiuying puzzledly asked the deepest question that had been hidden in his heart, and Kunpeng's gloomy face slowly said: "Dijun and Taiyi are the emperors of heaven, and I, Kunpeng, am the demon master of the demon clan. The demon clan needs a backbone.

!The demon clan cannot collapse."

Regarding this answer, Jiuying was stunned. Looking at the cold Kunpeng in front of him, yes, they had all forgotten that Kunpeng was once a demon master respected by everyone in the demon clan, and he was also the backbone of the demon clan.

Suddenly Jiuying grinned, "Haha~ So that's it. During the ancient decisive battle, Emperor Jun and Tai Yi were actually sitting in the sea of ​​​​stars, and even gave up their position as the Lord of Heaven, haha~"

The corners of Jiuying's eyes became even moister under the laughter, and he laughed wildly with a ferocious face: "Haha~ His Emperor Jun has forgotten who helped him secure his position in the heaven. It was our Monster Clan! Monster Clan! The three-legged Golden Crow was in vain.

The King of Monsters."

"It's done. I didn't accompany them to the Sea of ​​Stars to suppress them because I couldn't see the monster clan reduced to this day. The monster clan in the world is like a piece of loose sand and everyone is bullying them."

As soon as he mentioned this, Jiu Ying became furious. The demon clan was defeated and lost its position as the protagonist of the world, but it shouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation.

Kunpeng sneered after seeing this, "Dijun and Taiyi are right. At least the weak monster clan has two paths, but the monster clan has been competing with the sun and moon to coexist with the heaven and earth since ancient times. The paths are different.

Conspiracy."

With a hoarse sneer, Kunpeng looked deeply at Jiu Ying and said in a deep voice: "If your people are withdrawn now, the signs of the murderous calamity have been revealed. If your people stay here any longer, might they still be the ones who started the murderous calamity?"

?"

Regarding Kunpeng's words, Jiuying was immediately stunned, "My people have been withdrawn long ago, aren't they yours?"

"What!"

At this moment, Kunpeng's eyes widened, and a bad premonition suddenly arose, followed by a pair of giant wings that covered the sky and the sun, howling across the North Ming, and an eagle's cry that pierced the sky echoed.

In the Beiming Demon Master's palace, Kunpeng stared at Jiuying with an ugly face and said solemnly: "Your people and mine should have received our orders, but they did not come back."

"How is that possible? They promised to come back right away!" When he said this, Jiu Ying's face suddenly turned ugly and he stopped talking.

"Kunpeng, did you just go and see it?"

The quaint hall was filled with a bone-chilling chill. The cold Kunpeng slowly stretched out his palm, and black mist flashed in an instant. Jiuying's eyes widened, "What is this?"

I saw Kunpeng chuckle sinisterly, "Demon energy! I just went to the human race, and the monks of the human race were frantically fighting against the demon clan, and I discovered a very secretive demonic energy in both the demon clan and the human race, and even

!”

When he said this, Kunpeng's cold eyes looked outside his palace mockingly, "Even our place has been tricked."

A black demonic energy hidden in the deep sea of ​​Beiming seemed to know that it had been discovered. It instantly turned into a stream of light and flew out of the sea, speeding rapidly in the darkness. Instead, a pair of sharp eagle eyes in the darkness stared at this path in the next moment.

Demonic energy.

"Jiuying, give up the demon clan in your hands and stick to the northern demon clan."

Seeing that Kunpeng was about to ask him to give up the tens of thousands of demon clan elites who were currently fighting bloody battles with the human race, Jiuying suddenly shouted with an ugly face: "You are crazy, Kunpeng. This is the heritage that our demon clan has saved up with great difficulty."

Faced with Jiuying's stubbornness, Kunpeng sneered and mocked: "In the ancient times, the battle between the Tao and Demons, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, the war between the three clans almost bloodbathed the entire prehistoric era. That war was no worse than the Lich War, and even

It’s even more tragic.”

"Did you know that there were traces of demonic energy in this calamity in ancient times?"

Demonic energy! Jiuying looked at Kunpeng in disbelief and shock, "You mean Demon Ancestor? Impossible!"

At this time, Jiuying didn't have the unruly arrogance that he had just now. Instead, he swallowed nervously, looking as if he had been frightened by something.

"Jiejie~ It's not easy for you and me to die with our level of cultivation. Do you think the Demon Ancestor who once competed with the Dao Ancestor for supremacy fell so easily?"

Kunpeng, who seemed to know something, sneered at himself, "In ancient times, Demon Ancestor Luohu was defeated, but he definitely did not die. After all, he was a being who competed with Dao Ancestor. How could he fall so easily? What's more, the heaven and earth rotate, Demon

Isn’t there even a trace of truth in the ancestor’s way? And in the fight between the devil and the devil, doesn’t the devil remain?”

Jiuying may not know these secrets, but how could he not know about Kunpeng, who has reached his level of cultivation and has even competed with his fellow saints for supremacy.

The Demonic Way! It is an existence that uses killing to stop killing. When all living things exceed a certain degree, the Demonic Way will use the Way of Heaven to cause the destruction of living beings with cruel means, thereby achieving some kind of effect of acting on behalf of Heaven.

What Heaven wants is results. Although it has resulted in vast destruction, the real Demonic Path will not be contaminated with karma, because they are walking the path of doing justice for Heaven.

If you detonate the killing calamity in advance, enter the calamity yourself, and then escape from the calamity, you can even get a part of the luck of heaven and earth.

What Jiuying didn't know was that as he left, the demon master Kunpeng in the demon master's palace gave a hoarse and sinister smile, "Come out, you rat hiding in the dark."

The black demonic energy gradually gathered into a figure. Facing Kunpeng's ridicule, not only did he not get angry at all, but the shadow laughed.

"Haha~ Demon Master Kunpeng is really unscrupulous. He actually wants to bury so many demon kings for the sake of luck."

Even under the black shadow's ridicule, Kunpeng did not get angry, and sneered directly: "Next time, remember to hide in a secret spot. Even the ancestor will be suspected by the saint, huh!"

After a cold snort, the Demon Master's Palace hidden in the darkness of Beiming slowly disappeared, and at the same time, a hidden demonic energy sneaked into the sea of ​​Beiming.

"The demon clan! How is it different from the human clan? If you make an early decision, both the demon clan and the human clan can retain more energy."

Kunpeng's sinister eyes slowly disappeared into the darkness. Although he was selfish for luck, it was not for the good of the demon clan.

The human race is developing too fast. Heaven does not allow the protagonists of Heaven and Earth to be so strong. What about the demon clan? The demon clan is not developing slowly at all. It is just that it does not have a backbone and is just a piece of sand. If it is condensed into a rope, it will not be inferior to the human race today.

Strength.

After all, it is a long-established ancient clan. The inheritance of blood can allow the demon clan to develop again after the ancient decisive battle. He needs to use the blood of the demon clan to collide with the human race. This part of the consumption will not only solve the huge group of monks of the human race, but also the human race.

The demon clan’s strength will be consumed.
To be continued...