Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Hall of all races.

In the Suspended Emperor Palace.

Di Tian sat on the top, wearing a golden robe, surrounded by flames, like a round sun, shining with infinite light, which can illuminate the nine heavens and ten earths.

Beside him, Bai Ze stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a white robe, his hair hanging down behind him, the strands of hair were crystal clear, dancing without wind, exuding an aura of vicissitudes.

Neither of them spoke, as if they were waiting for something.

"Emperor, all the classics have been translated!"

After an unknown amount of time, a pale, skinny figure with a weak breath walked in.

This person is the author!
In his hand, he was holding a Space Naring Ring.

"Thanks a lot!"

Hearing the words, Ditian stood up hurriedly, walked down the nine steps, took the space Na ring from the text master, and said with a smile.

While speaking, he released a ray of soul power and found that the space ring was full of translated classics, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

Then, a coldness flashed in his eyes again, and he slowly stretched out his right hand and placed it on the head of the author.

"But it's time for you to hit the road too!"

Di Tian said calmly.

The ancient classics of the demon court are crucial to the rise of the heavens and all races.

Therefore, he had to ensure that the contents of the classics were not wrong, and the simplest and rude method was to search the soul of the author.

In the palm of his hand, strands of brilliant black light condensed, distorting time and space, shattering nothingness, carrying the power of soul devouring, extremely evil.

"Before he dies, can the emperor grant me two wishes?"

Regarding this, the author did not panic at all, as if he had already guessed it, he asked in a hoarse voice.

"you say!"

Di Tian paused slightly in his hands, and asked.

"First, after I die, find me a good cemetery, with the tombstone facing the literary world!"

"Second, after the emperor killed Qin Wudao, he put his head in front of my tomb!"

The author said in a deep voice.

When Qin Wudao was mentioned, his eyes spurted out monstrous anger.

He hates it!
If it weren't for the Great Qin Immortal Court, he would still be the supreme master of the literary world.

If it wasn't for the Great Qin Immortal Court, why would he be abandoned by all the heavenly contexts and become a waste?
This enmity, this resentment, has surpassed life and death.

Because of this, he spent sleep and food forgetting to translate the ancient demon texts, and used his own life as a bargaining chip, just to make the Great Qin Immortal Court perish as soon as possible.

"can!"

"farewell!"

Facing the writer's conditions, Ditian agreed without thinking about it.

As soon as the words fell, he crushed the writer's skull with force with five fingers, and the black soul-eating power poured in to search the writer's memory.

Two hours later, Di Tian withdrew his right hand, took out a silk scarf, and wiped his blood-stained fingers.

As for the author's body, it was already cold.

"Emperor, how is it?"

Bai Ze stepped forward and asked.

"no problem!"

Ditian nodded with a smile, no longer the majesty and calmness of the past, excitedly said: "The method of becoming a saint, the method of getting rid of karma, and the method of rebuilding the demon court, you can find everything!"

But there was one thing he didn't say.

Among all the classics, there is a book called "Wan Yao Jue", which is the exercise practiced by the ancient demon emperor.

Among the exercises, there is a method of cohesive 'sacred position'.

holy place!

The foundation of sanctified preaching.

It is also the most critical step, just like breaking through the Daluo Golden Immortal requires condensing the Daluo Fruit Status.

Without the method of cohesive 'sacred position', no matter how high the talent is, it is impossible to break through.

There are also strong and weak points in the cultivation method of becoming a saint.

"Myriad Demon Art"!
It is the strongest method of sanctification in the ancient demon court.

"Congratulations, Emperor!"

After hearing this, Bai Ze was also full of excitement. With these inheritances, they are expected to break through the quasi-sage, rebuild the demon court, and restore the honor of the demon clan.

"Emperor!"

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried steps, and the golden silkworm who had rushed back from the eighth heaven walked in, with a sad face, and Zonghui reported: "The demon king of Jiujiang has fallen!"

As soon as this word comes out.

The happy atmosphere in the hall disappeared in an instant.

"what happened?"

The smile on Ditian's face disappeared, and he asked in a cold voice.

Jiujiang, master of Wanzutang's intelligence agency 'Jinyi', is his right-hand man, and now his fall will seriously affect Wanzutang's intelligence system.

"Yesterday, Jiujiang led the 'Jinyi' elite soldiers to the eighth heaven to ambush Qin Wudao, but failed!"

"My subordinates have made some inquiries and can confirm that there is an Immortal Emperor Wenxiu in the Great Qin Immortal Court. As for who it is, it is still uncertain!"

Jin Cang said in a deep voice, his eyes were full of killing intent, anger, and fear.

The development speed of Great Qin Immortal Courtyard is really too fast.

"Da Qin Xianting, you are looking for death!"

Di Tian clenched his fists, his face was icy cold, and the endless murderous aura erupted, covering the sky and covering the sky, covering everything.

After knowing the fall of Jiujiang, his killing intent towards Great Qin Immortal Court reached a new peak again.

First nine sons were killed!

Now the right hand is killed!

It gave him the urge to send troops to Great Qin Immortal Court again regardless of everything else.

boom!
This idea is born.

The sky in Beidi Daozhou trembled.

The sky is full of wind and clouds, and a phantom of a golden crow appears, revealing its peerless power, changing the color of the sky and the earth, making the sun and the moon dim, so much so that it affects the meteorites beyond the sky of the world, falling into the world and turning into nothingness.

"The emperor calm down!"

"The most urgent thing now is to learn the inheritance of the ancient demon court, expel karma, and rebuild the demon court!"

"As for the Great Qin Immortal Court, it won't be too late to send troops after His Majesty ascends the throne!"

Seeing Di Tian who was about to lose his mind, Bai Ze quickly dissuaded him.

And his words fell into Jin Cang's ears, like thousands of thunderclaps, completely sluggish.

Enthroned?

Rebuild the Demon Court?

Is it.
"This seat knows!"

Hearing Bai Ze's words, Ditian temporarily calmed down, he knew that if he started a war against Great Qin Immortal Court now, he would definitely lose.

Over the past few hundred years, the heavens and all races have been entangled in karma. Even if he used the blood essence of the ancient great monster to strengthen the blood of the clan, his strength did not improve much.

Therefore, he still needs to wait.

Wait until the karma is eliminated!

Wait until he establishes the demon court and strengthens the strength of the group!

At that time, it is the best time to declare war on the human race!
Juxu Mountain!
Cangjie Cave Mansion!

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang overcame many difficulties and came to a mysterious place.

In front of the two of them, there are countless sacred mountains that reach the sky and reach the earth, some like sharp swords, some like mad knives, some like dragons and tigers, etc., revealing a majestic momentum.

If you look carefully, you will find that on the top of every giant mountain, there is a statue standing tall, shining with hundreds of millions of divine lights, as if it is not in the six realms, not in the five elements, and transcends yin and yang.

These statues are male and female, old and young.
These statues include a general in armor, a literati with a feather fan and a scarf, and a swordsman who is a hero.
The postures of these statues are also different. Some carry their hands on their backs, some hold up soldiers, some scream up to the sky, and some have hideous faces.
Each statue has its own characteristics and is different.

But there is one thing in common, that is, they are all ancestors of the human race.