Prehistoric: From the descendant of the demon ancestor to the first demon in ancient and modern time

Chapter 197 Luo Hou comes out of seclusion
"The Demon Emperor has orders, and I must obey them."

Kunpeng nodded solemnly and agreed to Di Jun's request.

Because he was greedy for Luohou's treasure, he was trapped in the wilderness and unable to escape. It was the many plans of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi that allowed him to escape from that hellish place. Kunpeng had no reason to refuse, both emotionally and rationally.

Although Xihuang and Xihe didn't make a sound, their slightly moving eyes already showed their attitude. If they don't make a sound or speak, it means they don't refuse.

Emperor Jun has given them enough face, and they cannot remain indifferent.

Reciprocity of courtesy will last long.

After finishing the three bastards, Di Jun secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Donghuang Taiyi, together with Kunpeng, Xihuang, and Xihe, leveled the ancient battlefield and purified the dark matter. It was almost a sure thing.

At the same time, the major powerful clans will also show part of their background, and all the prehistoric and desolate clans will act together, and there are people with great supernatural powers sitting in the town. If the dark turmoil cannot be resolved, then things will be really difficult.

Looking back at the demon saints and demon gods, Di Jun said solemnly: "Let's all go back and prepare for war. This time we must put down all the darkness."

The senior leaders of the Monster Clan dispersed, and the war began at this moment.

As Di Jun expected, all the major peak powers have successively calculated the location of the source of darkness, and all of them are troubled by it.

The Guhun Youquan located in the ancient battlefield has tens of thousands of demonic creatures comparable to Daluo, which scares all the top powerful clans.

There are tens of thousands of Daluo, and no clan in the entire world can match them. Even the Dragon clan at its peak cannot gather so many masters.

The source of darkness must be purified. The remnants left by the ancient strongmen on the ancient battlefield have been demonized. What should we do?

The top powerful clans can only think of one way, to unite!

Any clan that rushes into the ancient battlefield alone will never be able to compete with the tens of thousands of demonic creatures that are comparable to Daluo. Even if it relies on the clan's heritage to defeat them, it will definitely be a miserable victory.

No one wants to severely damage the vitality of the ethnic group due to a war, and alliance is the best solution.

All races in the prehistoric era jointly attacked, and the last bit was evenly divided. Even if there was a loss, it was within the tolerable range.

With the idea that if you want to die, everyone will die together, if you want to live, everyone will live together. Anyway, you can't bear all the risks by yourself.

Since it is a union, it is inevitable to find a leader. The choice of all the races in the prehistoric era is surprisingly unanimous, that is Demon Emperor Jun.

The Monster Clan is one of the two major overlords in the world. Their strength is not inferior to that of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes at their peak. The overall composition of the Monster Clan is extremely complex. They are closely related to all races in the Wilderness and are intricately intertwined.

Moreover, Dijun himself is very talented and bold, and can basically guarantee that every race will be treated fairly, so choosing Dijun is the most suitable.

All the tribes in the wild came to seek cooperation. They also recognized the current situation and elected him as the leader of the coalition. Emperor Jun himself took over without hesitation.

It was planned long ago, so why put on a show, the leader of the prehistoric coalition of all races, except for Di Jun, no one else can do it.

Although the strength of the Wu Clan is comparable to that of the Yao Clan, or even slightly stronger, the space ancestor Wu Di Jiang's spirit and mind are not inferior to Di Jun in the slightest.

However, the Wu Clan's way of life is too domineering, and it extremely excludes other races except the Wu Clan. The prehistoric tribes are not mentally ill, so how can they come to the Wu Clan and stick their hot face to their cold butt.

With the support of all the tribes in the prehistoric times, Emperor Jun immediately started to prepare for the conquest of the ancient battlefield. He was very busy mobilizing troops and generals and arranging tactics.

The prehistoric peoples united, each with a bit of background information, and after patching together, they managed to cobble together tens of thousands of great Luo masters, the number was only a lot more than the demonized ancient strongman Cannian on the ancient battlefield.

Gathering tens of thousands of Da Luo masters, as well as Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, Xihuang, Xihe and other great supernatural beings sitting in the town, no matter Dijun or the speakers of the major peak powers, they all think that this wave is stable.

The mere source of darkness will eventually crumble and turn into nothingness in the face of this powerful force.

However, the world is impermanent, and the big intestine wraps the small intestine. Just when the prehistoric people were about to shatter the darkness in one fell swoop, an accident happened again.

The source of the source of darkness, that is, the Mazulahu that created the dark matter, is about to be born again.

The sun is warm, the sea breeze is gentle, the trees are green, and the blue waves are rippling

On the small island with beautiful scenery, Wan Baocai paced back and forth boredly, his eyes occasionally glancing at the black lotus that was emitting a hazy purple light in the center of the lake in the center of the island.

Looking at Hei Lian, who was hazy in purple light and filled with aura of treasure, Wan Baocai's heart was full of greed, wishing to snatch Hei Lian immediately and run away.

For a greedy person like him, the treasure is in front of him but he can't get it, it is the most painful torture, there is no one.

But he also knew clearly that he couldn't throw away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds. Compared with all of Luo Hou's inheritance, a black lotus can only be regarded as an appetizer.

In order to get all of Luohu's inheritance, he had no choice but to suppress his greed and vent his resentment on Li Che.

"Li Che, you bastard."

Since worshiping Luo Hou as a adoptive father, Luo Hou has entered a closed state before showing much performance in front of Luo Hou, allowing him to use his body for nothing.

It's nothing more than not being able to show his ability to honor his adoptive father. The most unacceptable thing for him is that he has completely become Luo Hou's watchdog during these years, without any other income.

If it were before, he would have tricked at least one or two adoptive fathers to death and gained a lot of benefits.

This kind of day of sitting on an isolated island with no benefits in his arms made him couldn't help but feel that he had been deceived by Li Che.

But he couldn't let go of the temptation of Luohu's inheritance, and even though he felt extremely unhappy, he persisted until today.

Luo Hou's wealth and wealth are beyond the comparison of ordinary foster fathers. If Luo Hou is killed in a trap, he will be completely prosperous.

"You'd better not fool me, otherwise."

Gritting his teeth and whispering, Wan Baocai swears to his beloved treasure that if Li Che tricks him, he will never end with Li Che.

A money addict who loves money and wants to die is often more terrifying than a madman when he goes crazy.

Boom~
At this time, the black lotus bloomed slowly, and a ray of magic light shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the void, and the clear sky instantly turned into a dense haze, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive and heavy.

The sudden change shocked Wan Baocai, and then he seemed to understand something. He quickly knelt down and shouted in a very respectful voice: "The child welcomes his adoptive father out of confinement."

A filial son’s treasure is now online!

His face and eyes are full of respect for his adoptive father, and he regards his adoptive father as the highest belief in his heart, as if he really treats his adoptive father as his own father.

This is the power of Wan Baocai, his acting skills have reached the pinnacle, before revealing his true colors, he will always be Luo Hou's obedient son, loyal and respectful to Luo Hou.

The highest level of deceiving others is to deceive yourself.

Failing this, Wan Baocai would be embarrassed to call himself the foster father killer.

"Um"

With a soft chant, with a vast and boundless force, it dispelled the haze and darkness in the sky, and the sky and the earth returned to their original appearance.

Under the sunlight, the magic light surrounding the black lotus dissipated in an instant, and on the lotus platform of the black lotus sat a majestic and domineering terrifying shadow.

It is with the help of the Heavenly Demon Tower that he calls back the God-killing Spear, absorbs the essence remaining in the God-killing Spear, and returns to the peak state of Mozu Luohu.

(End of this chapter)