Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

This side of the world was completely pierced by that ray of black light, revealing an extremely misty and chaotic space.

Then, an indescribable magic breath slowly spread out from this crack in space.

It was a terrifying aura countless times stronger than the demonic aura on Heiyi Wutian's body.

It has even surpassed the saint level and reached an even more unfathomable level.

All the saints and Hunyuan felt great pressure just by the breath.

Even the mana of the saint and the mana of the Hunyuan are a bit difficult and unsmooth.

"What a strong breath of magic!"

"This demonic aura is infinitely stronger than that of the Demon Dao Daxiu. The Demon Ancestor Luohu has indeed come!"

"Between my Great Desolation and Chaos, there is a barrier of heaven and earth. How could the Demon Ancestor Luohu set foot in our Primordial Desolation?"

All the saints, Hunyuan couldn't help trembling in his heart, even a little incomprehensible.

An infinite and great crisis flashed through his heart. If the demon ancestor Luohu really came, it would be the greatest crisis in the Three Realms.

Slowly spread a breath of supreme magic origin from the space crack.

Then the black light transformed into a figure.

That figure, wearing a black magic suit, has very tough facial features, and has a heroic demeanor.

The aura on his body was very restrained, with the heavy aura of Yue Zhiyuan Ting.

At first glance, it looks like a mortal, with no strength to restrain a chicken.

But once he checked carefully with the power of the saint's primordial spirit, he found it again.

This black-clothed figure exudes a boundless, abyssal sea-like aura of the original origin of magic.

I don't know how much stronger than the one on Heiyi Wutian.

"My subordinates welcome the Demon Ancestor."

On Wutian's face in black, put away the trace of unruliness, and bowed deeply to Luo Hu.

His expression was pious and respectful, and there was a hint of fanaticism in the depths of his eyes.

Under the leadership of Master Mozu, they will definitely be able to gnaw down the flood.

"You did a good job."

Luo Hu lightly glanced at Wutian in black, expressing his agreement.

Then with a slight wave of his hand, the twelfth-rank Mieshiheilian under Wutian's feet seemed to have received some kind of summon.

It turned into a black streamer and fell directly on the top of Luo Hu's head.

Like a canopy, it rotated slightly, and a ray of pure demonic energy was slowly released.

In an instant, a breath of the supreme demon way swept across the nine heavens and ten places, everywhere.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of living beings could not help but prostrate themselves on the ground.

Great terror and great silence flashed in my heart, some ancient powers like living fossils, even more fear flashed on their faces.

It seemed that he thought of the shocking battle on Mount Sumeru that even the Western Spiritual Vein was shattered.

Luo Hu looked at Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin and others.

There was a faint smile on his face.

"Back then on Mount Sumeru, when I fought fiercely with old man Hongjun, Taoist Yinyang, Taoist Qiankun, and Taoist Yangmei, you were not yet born."

"I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, you would have grown to this extent. It's really amazing how time has changed."

Luo Hu looked very admiring, after he swept Sanqing.

Sweeping across the wilderness again, there was a touch of nostalgia in the depths of his eyes.

He has been away from the prehistoric world for hundreds of millions of years, and he, Demon Ancestor Luohu, will be back soon.

Luo Hu swept across the crowd, and his eyes slowly fell on the Four Swords of Jade Immortal behind the leader of Tongtian, with a touch of nostalgia on his face.

"This is... my seat's Four Swords of Zhu Xian."

With a move of Luo Hu's big hand and a thought, the Four Swords of Jade Immortals on the back of Master Tongtian began to shake violently and trembled uncontrollably.

He wanted to leave the Master Tongtian and go to Luo Hu's side.

"how come!"

Master Tongtian's face changed drastically, and all the power of the saint's eighth heaven poured out, trying to imprison the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian belonged to me."

Luo Hu shook his head slightly, pointed out, and in an instant, Tong Tian felt as if his entire body was imprisoned.

It is no longer possible to maintain contact with the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

"Wow!"

In a blink of an eye, the Four Swords of Jade Immortals had already reached Luo Hu's hands.

"It is neither copper nor iron nor steel, it was once hidden under Mount Sumeru.

Without reversing yin and yang, how can there be no water and fire to quench the edge?

Zhu Xianli, slaughtered the immortals and perished, and the trapped immortals glowed red everywhere.

The changes of the Juexian are infinitely wonderful, and the clothes of the Daluo Immortal are blood-stained. "

Luo Hu touched the Four Swords of Zhu Xian lightly, with a touch of nostalgia deep in his eyes.

All saints, when Hunyuan saw this, a flash of clarity flashed in his heart.

When they were preaching in Zixiao Palace, they heard Taoist ancestors say it.

The Four Swords of Immortal Execution are the supreme killing spirit treasure conceived on Mount Sumeru.

Later, the demon ancestor Luohu mobilized the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes to fight against each other, generating endless evil spirits, breaking through the seal of the innate formation, and releasing the four swords of Zhu Xian.

Later, in the battle of Mount Sumeru, Luo Hu relied on this formation to defeat four with one.

Strongly beheading the ancestors of Yin and Yang, the ancestors of Qiankun, and then they fled in defeat.

Therefore, it is not wrong to say that this Zhuxian Sword Formation originally belonged to Luo Hu.

After Luo Hu stroked the Four Swords of Zhu Xian for a while, the look of nostalgia on his face gradually disappeared.

"It's a pity that this Lingbao is yours now."

There was a pity on Luo Hu's face, the innate treasure has a spirit.

With his strength in the Dao Realm of Heaven, he can naturally detect that the Four Swords of Jade Immortals not only bears the brand of Master Tongtian.

Moreover, the spiritual wisdom born from the Four Swords of Zhuxian has automatically recognized the master of heaven.

There is only one way for Luo Hu to take the Four Swords of Zhu Xian as his own.

That is to completely refine the ignorant wisdom born on the Four Swords of Jade Immortals with the power of heaven.

But once you do that, the grade of the Four Swords of Jade Immortal will definitely drop.

And the Four Swords of Zhu Xian at that time was no longer the original Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

"Give it to you, treat these four swords well."

With a thought, Luo Hu released the control of the four swords.

"Buzz."

The four swords of Jade Immortals have spirits, cut through the space, and returned to the hands of Master Tongtian, constantly rubbing against him intimately.

After reminiscing, Luo Hu's face became serious, with a hint of temptation on his face.

"The Dao disappears and the magic rises, the magic rises and the Dao disappears. In today's prehistoric age, the aura is collapsing, and the Taoism is declining. Soon, it will become the world of my demonic way. You are willing to abandon the dark and turn to the light, and join my demonic way of practice. I will definitely not treat you badly." of."

In Luohu's voice, there were bursts of bewitching magic sounds, and after people heard it, they couldn't help but want to agree.

With a wave of Taiqing's hand, a burst of rich Taiqing immortal light flew out, blocking the bewitching sound, he shook his head, and said solemnly.

"This is the prehistoric land, not the territory of the demonic way. Please also ask the demon ancestor to retreat immediately."

"Also ask the Demon Ancestor to retreat immediately!"

All the saints and Hunyuan said in unison, with a look of coldness on their faces.

They clearly know that once the prehistoric world is completely invaded by the evil way, hundreds of millions of living beings will be murdered.

"Let me retreat immediately?"

"You guys are really toasting and don't eat fine wine."

Luo Hu's mouth curved into a weird smile.

He shook his head, waved his sleeve casually, and suddenly a black horse was like a big wave.

Bringing the magic and shocking Dao Yun, call to the saints and Hunyuan together.

It seems that the wind is light and the clouds are calm, but the shocking demonic Dao Yun carried in it makes the entire Three Realms tremble, as if it would drown everyone.

Beyond the saint, the monks of the Hunyuan level, if they don't make a move, they will be shocked immediately.

"not good!"

Taiqing's complexion changed, feeling the powerful power contained in the black horse training, he hastily shouted.

"All saints, Hunyuan, come with me to resist the evil way!"

Saints are born with the power of a world of heaven, and their primordial spirit is entrusted to a world of heaven.

It has already become a relationship with the Three Realms in which one prospers and all prospers, and one loses all.

The way of heaven gave them supreme power and made them honored in the wild.

On the contrary, after the way of heaven is invaded, they must also stand up to resist the invading enemy!
"Tai Chi diagram!"

Taiqing shouted loudly, and sacrificed the innate treasure Tai Chi Diagram.

All the magic power of the saint Jiuzhongtian poured into it, and suppressed it towards the black horse.

"Pangu Banner!"

"Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

"Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees!"

"Twelfth Grade Merit Golden Lotus!"

"Map of the Mountains and Rivers!"

"Abi, Yuantu!"

"Kongtong Seal!"

"Earth membrane!"

"Chaos Clock!"

"Primary Measuring Ruler!"

All the sages, Hunyuan, all sacrificed their most proud spirit treasures, and beat the black horse.

In an instant, the boundless dao aggregates were stirred up, and billions of dao spaces were shattered, turning into dust in an instant.

The mountains and rivers of Kyushu, the surging East China Sea, the vast Beiju Luzhou, and the vast fairyland are all in turmoil.

The Mount Sumeru, which had been silent for hundreds of millions of years, actually started to shake again, with the faint intention of collapsing.

All the saints and Hunyuan made a joint attack, and dozens of top-grade spirit treasures bloomed in midair wantonly with extreme power, even surpassing the saint and Hunyuan.

"Wow!"

In the blink of an eye, all the spirit treasures had hit the black horse.

But the next moment, all the saints and Hunyuan Qiqi changed their faces.

"how can that be!"

In their senses, the black horse was struck with power like picking up the stars and the moon, but it didn't cause the slightest wave.

But the next moment, Zhu Sheng, Hunyuan's face changed suddenly, "Not good!"

Their attacks landed on the black horse like mud cows entering the sea, without causing any waves.

But in less than a second, that overwhelming force poured out from the black horse again, and charged straight at them.

All the saints, Hunyuan quickly sacrificed the Lingbao to resist the fierce blow.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the stone was shocked, all the saints, Hunyuan, all turned pale.

The figure under his feet could no longer be stable, and he stepped back a few steps.

Zhunti's face was pale, and apart from the above, traces of golden holy blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Although it recovered extremely quickly with the help of the power of heaven, the source inevitably suffered a lot of damage.

"All saints, Hunyuan, that's all."

Luo Hu gave everyone a strange smile, then looked up towards Jiuchongtianwai.

"Old man Hongjun, since you're here, why bother to be sneaky and just show up, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of millions of years, right?"

"What, Daozu is here too?"

"Daozu!"

All the saints and Hunyuan were startled, and quickly raised their heads to look at Jiuchongyun.

Facing the demon ancestor Luohu, stronger than all the saints, and Hunyuan, they all felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

With Dao Patriarch coming, things will be much easier, at least there is hope for the Three Realms.

On the Nine Layers of Clouds, a dazzling white light pierced the sky.

Then I heard bursts of voices ringing in my ears.

Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true.

Beyond the black and yellow of heaven and earth, I shall be the head teacher.

Pan Gu was born with Tai Chi, following two rituals and four images.

One is to pass on three friends, and the other is to teach and explain.

Xuanmen all led the show, and became Hongjun in one breath.

Dao sound bursts, endless, resounding through nine heavens and ten earths.

Then, a gray futon appeared in midair, and Hongjun sat on it, looking at everyone indifferently.

"Luo Hu, it's been a long time since you and I have seen each other, but I didn't expect that after so long, you still like to use these conspiracies."

Luo Hu laughed bitterly, "As long as we can win, any conspiracy or not is the best way in my eyes."

Hongjun shook his head slightly, obviously not approving Luo Hu's ideas.

He glanced lightly at the twelfth-rank black lotus that Luo Hu was sitting on, and said slowly.

"This time, you entered the Great Desolation with the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus. After all, you were restricted and could not stay for long. What is your purpose for entering the Great Desolation this time?"

Doubts flashed in the hearts of the saints, Luohu entered the prehistoric, isn't it to attack the prehistoric?

Luo Hu smiled strangely, and pointed at Wutian in black.

"I'm planning to re-establish the orthodoxy of the Demon Sect on Mount Sumeru. What do you think?"

"What, set up a demon sect orthodoxy on Mount Sumeru?"

As soon as he heard that Luohu was going to establish a Taoist system on Mount Sumeru, Zhun mentioned it, and he was immediately stunned when he received the lead.

Where is Mount Sumeru? It is his western ancestral line and the foundation of his Buddhism.

If Rahu wanted to set up a demon cult on Mount Sumeru, where would his Buddhism be located?
He is a Buddhist, without Mount Sumeru, where will he live?
"Ancestor Dao, my Buddhist school is already barren, and traveling westward not only did not bring great prosperity, but also reduced a lot of luck. Ancestor Dao, this matter must not be agreed to."

"Yes, Dao Patriarch, Mount Sumeru is my western ancestral line. Without Mount Sumeru, where should countless disciples of my Buddhist sect live?"

Zhunti, he couldn't take care of anything now, with an extremely sad look on his face.

With tears running down his cheeks, even the saints and Hunyuan couldn't see it anymore.

There is one thing to say, the luck of the two sages in the West is really no one else, there is no great prosperity in the westward journey, and now Mount Sumeru is about to be occupied again.

"Noisy."

"Besides, this Mount Sumeru was originally the territory of my demonic way, but now it is just returned to its original owner."

Luo Hu frowned slightly, his face showed a bit of coldness, obviously he didn't like others to interrupt him when he was talking.

As soon as he had a thought, he casually directed at Zhunti, receiving and guiding him to cast two spells of mana.

"Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees!"

"Golden Lotus of Twelve Grades of Merit."

Zhunti, Jieyin quickly sacrificed a magic weapon to resist.

With the strength of two people, how could they be Luo Hu's opponent.

I saw the magic power of the black magic way, and easily knocked away the twelfth-rank golden lotus of merit and virtue, and the seven wonderful treasure trees.

Then it turned into a pitch-black chain of order, just as it was about to tie Zhunti and Jieyin together.

With a slight movement, Hongjun released a burst of jade-colored mana, disintegrating the black chains of order.

"Establishing the Taoism of the Demon Sect on Mount Sumeru, Luo Hu, you are too far-fetched. Do you really think that I am easy to bully?"

Hongjun's face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

"The battle on Mount Sumeru back then, don't forget what the result was!"

In the battle between Taoism and demons back then, there were already countless demon cultivators under the command of the demon ancestor.

Later, in the battle of Mount Sumeru, the demon ancestor was defeated, and all the monks of the demonic way died.

In this way, the magic way disappeared in the wilderness without a trace.

Luo Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "Old Hongjun, I haven't seen you for hundreds of millions of years, but your tone of voice is still so loud. If it weren't for the raised eyebrows, Yin Yang, and Qian Kun who helped you during the battle on Mount Sumeru, Do you think you can defeat this seat's Immortal Jade Formation?"

"This time, I want to see how much you have grown in the past billions of years!" (End of this chapter)