In this world, many people and many things are often not as simple as they seem, after all, it is the world of gods and demons, and the people in the world are just a chess piece in the hands of those people!

Somewhere unknown, a pitch-black palace floats and falls, exuding a murderous aura that makes people's hearts palpitate, at the top of the palace, there is a blood-red spear inserted all over it, like a lightning rod, this terrifying murderous aura is emitted from this spear, this murderous aura is so fierce that it is far above the entire sea of blood, even if it is the two divine swords of the Styx Ancestor, compared with this spear, it is far inferior.

I'm afraid that if I am a weaker existence, when I see this spear, I will be shocked by this endless murderous aura on the spot, and I will die of habitual use, and it is extremely powerful. However, around this blood-colored spear that released murderous aura, there was a faint layer of invisible prohibition shrouded, and there was an inexplicable strange aura on that prohibition, which seemed to be some kind of profound Dao rhyme, and this rhyme was also quite peculiar, as if all the three thousand avenues were gathered in it, and each avenue, it was stained a little.

In this palace, a young man with gentle eyebrows and eyes and a kind temperament sat cross-legged on a futon, looking due west with a playful expression, and muttered in his mouth: "Interesting and interesting, my arrangement actually made him break it, let the monkey escape, this crow, it is a little interesting." ”

The young man said and laughed to himself, but there was still a bit of bitterness in that smile, but even if it was a bitter smile, it was like a spring breeze, I am afraid that anyone who saw him would have a good impression, and he was such a gentle and kind person, it was really incompatible with this palace full of boundless murderous aura.

"Gul, Zaro, and Umo are defeated, can't you help it?"

In this hall, an old voice suddenly sounded, and then an old man wearing a Taoist robe appeared at the door of this hall, only to see that the old Taoist priest had all white hair, raised his hand and every move, full of Taoist rhyme, he stood there, just like the avenue of the world, extremely thick, but very mysterious.

The young man didn't raise his head, this voice was too familiar to him, and he wanted to vomit if he was familiar with it, and his palace, without his permission, there was only one person who could come in this desolate continent, that is, the Hongjun Dao Ancestor who was high up, sitting in the Zixiao Palace, smiling at the Three Realms.

"Hongjun, don't you guard your Creation Jade Plate, wait for the calamity to end, the heavens are clear, and you are so dignified, what are you doing here?" the young man said casually, not even getting up, it seemed that the Hongjun Dao Ancestor in charge of the Three Realms Heavenly Dao in front of him was not worthy of him to get up.

Hongjun Daozu faced the rudeness of the young man, he turned a blind eye, he walked slowly towards the young man, but only one step, he came to the young man, he crossed his knees, and sat down, but before he could hit the ground, a futon appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground.

I only heard Hongjun Dao Ancestor say: "Poor Dao just wants to ask you, can't you help it?"

"What can't you hold back, can't I just play a chess piece? These Three Realms have been stirring up the wind and rain all day long by those unsuccessful disciples under your sect, so I am not allowed to get involved?" the young man said angrily.

"Replace Sun Wukong with a six-eared macaque to learn scriptures, no, it may be to disrupt this scripture, the heavens will change the scriptures, the catastrophe will become more and more chaotic, and if the scriptures are not learned, this catastrophe will spread, and at that time, the demon world will be able to get a little respite, Rahu, is it like what the poor Tao said?"

Luo Hu, the young man in front of him is the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu who fought and died with Hongjun Dao Ancestor back then, no wonder, no wonder he dared to ignore the existence of Hongjun Dao Ancestor like this.

"You like to think as much as you like, anyway, I'm just playing with a chess piece!" said Rahu impatiently.

Hongjun snorted coldly and said: "The general trend is irreversible, no matter how much you jump, it is already too late, there is no chance in the demon world, all this is already doomed!"

"Doomed to your sister!"

Listening to this old opponent one by one, one by one, the demon world is about to die, Luo Hu finally couldn't help it, he said: "Who will kill the deer, it is not yet known, under the way of heaven, there must be a glimmer of life, this is the rule of the Great Dao, even if it is the way of the desolate heaven, it cannot be disobeyed, how innocent are the beings in the demon world, until the last moment, why should you be too proud?"

"Poor Dao has never been proud, Poor Dao is just expounding the facts, and he is proud early, I'm afraid it's you Daoyou, if you didn't despise us too much, how could you end up like this, I'm afraid the current situation is upside down. ”

"Don't say it!" As soon as he heard Hongjun mention the old things, this young man with a gentle temperament suddenly exuded a terrifying momentum, and he looked at Hongjun with an ugly face, this sentence really poked at his sore spot.

When he first arrived, he relied on his cultivation as a magic weapon, regarded the gods and demons of the Three Realms as nothing, provoked the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, and when he was about to harvest, he was stopped by the one in front of him, originally he didn't care, but who would have thought that this person had become holy, and was still in charge of the creation of this world.

In this state of increasing and decreasing, it is natural that there is no defeat, but fortunately, this person has just become a saint after all, and he has a lack of grasp of the way of heaven, he has cultivated deeply, and with the cover of many treasures, he escaped by luck with a trace of the primordial god and survived.

This is the last thing he wants to recall, because of him, the demon world will have the current crisis, and he will be torn apart by Hongjun in person, how can he hang it on his face?

"It's all in the past, don't mention it, don't mention it, but this time it's beyond your expectations, my little apprentice grandson protected the monkey, what else do you have to play?" Seeing that he was angry, Hongjun said with a smile.

"Hmph, that crow is just a fluke, it's just a little fun, what does it matter if you lose?" said Rahu as if he didn't care at all.

However, his heart is not as calm as his face, as Hongjun said, the demon world is dying, and every time he tries to fail, the chances of the demon world become smaller and smaller.

"It's good that you think like this, Poor Dao only sends you a word here, you don't have to forget, you are also a saint of the desolation!" After saying this, the figure of Hongjun Dao Ancestor suddenly shattered into a burst of light, as if he had never appeared in this hall, only the futon on the ground, proving that everything that happened just now was not illusory.

"The saint of the desolation? I am even more of a person from the Demon Realm! Little crow, Broken Divine Eye, I see how you can see through him!" Luo Hu said coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a black light immediately flew towards the Three Realms......

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