Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 420 Zhu Jiuyin War God Heart
The moment the phantom flashed, there seemed to be a few sighs from the sky and the earth. Even Xuantian Daoist, who was nine days away, looked a little dignified. Looking at the magic jar below, there seemed to be no sound, came out of his mouth.

"Is the irrigation of all demons, the ancestor of all demons, the source of demonic ways, still exist between heaven and earth?"

In this voice, there seemed to be nostalgia, as if talking to himself, as if it was foreshadowing something.

Above the East China Sea, endless waves are surging above the boundless sea, never stopping. In the Dragon Abyss, the Zulong Emperor caresses the long sword, the golden war sword neighs, wears a flat sky crown, and is dressed in a twelve-clawed dragon His aura was as deep as the sea, standing there quietly, like a holy mountain that was indelible even in the sky and the earth, and that would not decay over time.

"The devil and the Tao, the ancestor of Tao Hongjun, but the ancestor of the devil is not Luohu..."

"Hehe, dual cultivators of Daoism and Demonism, after all, Luo Hu has not acquired the luck that belongs to the Demonic Way, Hongjun has such great ambitions..." Willow leaves caressed, swaying with the wind, rustling, some resentful voices came from the prehistoric It came from a secluded valley in the Southern Continent.

"The source of all demons has also wandered in the prehistoric world. Is he still alive?" In the extremely northern land, in the simple and magnificent palace, Qing Tian looked at the Eastern Continent with a pair of eyes, and said suspiciously.

In the Zixiao Palace, the eternal bronze lamp began to flicker at this moment, as if it had endured a violent storm. The flickering candlelight showed that the owner of the palace was not at peace.

"The jar of all demons." Zhu Jiuyin looked at the magic jar above his head with some hesitation, and exclaimed the red demon venerable who had evolved the poem of the magic way.

"Unfortunately, it's just a forgery." Immediately, Zhu Jiuyin showed a clear expression, looked at the magic pot, and said with a chuckle, although the ancestor witch was only born with Pangu's essence and blood, he was born without soul, soul Merging with the flesh, it can only absorb evil spirits and condense the flesh.Manipulating the laws of heaven and earth with a powerful body, it seems that he has his own way of heaven, but after all, it is just a bubble. Witch's combat power.In fact, otherwise, if you can't sense the secrets of heaven, you can't truly integrate into the way of heaven, you can't achieve the position of saint. You can only rely on your tyrannical strength to prove the way with strength, break the shackles of heaven and earth, take a step, step through the nine heavens, and become the immeasurable celestial venerable, the celestial venerable! By.

For Zuwu, this road is almost dead, and the remaining road is to break the heaven and the earth, let the heaven and the earth return to chaos, absorb the origin of the heaven and the earth, use the heaven and the earth to nourish their body, accumulate endless mana, and prove the lord of heaven and earth It's a pity that the prehistoric world has just been opened up, and there are countless powerful creatures in the world, how could the ancestor witch be allowed to break the world?Perhaps as long as Zu Wu has this kind of thought in his heart, he may be killed directly by the strong men between heaven and earth.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches established the Witch Clan and fought for hegemony in the prehistoric world. They just wanted to use the luck of heaven and earth to condense the primordial spirit and seek a path that belonged to the ancestral witches.The world is incomplete, the great way is fifty, the way of heaven is fourty-nine, escape to one, and the ancestor witches are just looking for a chance of survival that belongs to them.

Even so, it doesn't mean that the ancestor witch doesn't have his own means. The ancestor witch who inherited Pangu's essence and blood is not only born to be loved by heaven and earth, but also accompanied by various Pangu avenues, with strange and powerful means.The real body of Pangu cultivated is inherited from the Three Thousand Demon Gods of Chaos, the first in physical body, Kaitian Pangu.

"The Jar of Ten Thousand Demons? This is the first time I know this name." Venerable Red Demon's robes fluttered in the wind, his white hands gently caressed over the magic jar, and said lightly.

"I don't know what imitation is or is not. With the treasure in my hand, it is enough to kill you!" The Red Demon Venerable then shouted sharply, not caring about the origin of the magic pot in his hand. For him, these are not important, as long as it can be given He brings power, which is a treasure, so where is the need to care about the origin of the treasure?

Zhu Jiuyin frowned, and there was some seriousness in her heart. The Jar of Ten Thousand Demons may be an imitation, but it must have come from the hands of the most powerful, otherwise there would not be such supernatural power, showing the appearance of ten thousand demons , to condense the power of the law, and use the heads of the kings to cast the supreme treasure.Even if it is an imitation, it is also the closest imitation to the real one, which overwhelms the heavens and the world, and is still intact.

"It is your destiny to fall here, and it is also your honor to die at the hands of me. Suffer the power of witchcraft, and use the power of heaven and earth to command heaven and earth." Although Zhu Jiuyin was a little dignified in his heart, these He still couldn't stop his determination to kill all three Hedao Yasheng.The first birth of witchcraft must be perfect.

In the Pangu Palace, Zhu Jiuyin's body showed a firm face, as if he had made up his mind. His eyes slowly opened, and the world seemed to have the flow of time, and the years passed by. His eyes, as bright as stars, shone with wisdom In the black pupil, there is the appearance of the sun and the moon, very similar to Xuantian's eyes, they are all Pangu's eyes of cultivation, Pangu's left eye is the sun, and his right eye is the moon.Zhu Jiuyin naturally knew this kind of cultivation method, but unfortunately, if Pangu's real body had not cultivated to a certain level, he would only go crazy if he cultivated Pangu's eye.Among the ancestral witches, perhaps only Zhu Jiuyin's cultivation has reached this level, the sun and the moon appear together, if he can cultivate the eyes of the stars, the sun, the moon, and the star are integrated into one, even the most powerful will retreat.

"The curse of the ancestral witch, the curse of the ancestral witch, the blood essence emerges, steals the soul and destroys the body." Three drops of the blood of the ancestral witch floated from Zhu Jiuyin's body, and it fell into the three grass figures in his hand. The straw figures who are very similar to the King of Heart, the Emperor of Rotation, and the Venerable Red Demon instantly possessed charm, as if they had their own souls. Zhu Jiuyin looked at the three straw figures in his hands with smiles in his eyes, as long as the ancestor witch The blood of the grass sank into the straw man, and the three of them would surely be doomed.

In his hand, three gold needles were sunk into the three grass figures at the same time, and the three grass figures vomited blood at the same time.A strange force communicates directly with the Dao of Heaven. Zhu Jiuyin communicates with the Dao of Heaven at the cost of the blood of the ancestral witch, casts witch spells, and can directly curse and kill the king. Jiuyin's self-confidence.

At the same time, the three Shenxin Kings on the Eastern Continent all vomited blood from their mouths and reacted exactly the same. Their faces were pale and weak, and their bodies seemed to start to sluggish.

"My lord has said that you are doomed to die, and today will be your death day next year." Zhu Jiuyin's cold voice rang in their ears.

What exactly is this means?Why do I feel that my way of heaven has been deprived, and my soul begins to shrink. "King Shenxin's originally powerful divine body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and what surprised him even more was that his divine soul began to be weakened. The power of the witch spell just now can only corrode his divine body. The power can directly deprive him of the soul that is in harmony with the way of heaven, which makes him startled.

The originally calm and peaceful face of King Shenxin changed instantly. He seemed to see the end of his downfall. Facing death, even the sub-sage He Dao couldn't maintain his pride and faced it calmly.

"No, no, don't, this seat has great powers and lives the same as the world, how could it fall here? The world of mind and spirit can drive away evil and be eternal."

"The jar of all demons, show your brilliance, and the demons come to heaven and earth." The handsome face of the red demon venerable instantly aged, and the body that was in its heyday also began to age, and his supreme demon body also melted. This kind of scene , shocked him, and made him unable to remain calm and free and easy. He pinned all his hopes on the magic pot in his hand, and he firmly believed that this treasure could help him achieve the great way.

On the dragon's head, endless dust falls, and on the crown, the power of karma and fate is accumulated. At this moment, the Emperor Zhuanlun is the calmest one among the three of them. No matter what kind of danger he faces, he can always Keeping his heart, this state of mind made him have the last laugh in countless battles.How can a strong man who can obtain the fate of the ancestral dragon and cultivate the real body of the emperor dragon not have his own means?If this is not the case, how can the reincarnation emperor be recognized by Zulong?In times of great calamity, Fang showed his true nature as a hero. Every proud emperor is a lone traveler. They can laugh at death. Maybe they will fall one day, but they also die standing up, maintaining their last pride.

"Winning the golden sword, the emperor is immortal, and the emperor dragon is immortal. No power in the world can escape from its source. Let him change his magic powers and spells strangely. With the golden sword in his hand, I will kill everything and trace the source."

The reincarnation emperor is full of pride, even though his physical body is gradually melting away, he is still calm and resolute, and his voice is like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, waking up the King of Shenxin, the Red Demon Venerable, who is still somewhat immersed in loss.

"Yes, yes, yes, witches and curses are weird, but they also rely on the inability to escape the origin of heaven and earth. God's heart is king, he dominates himself, and blocks the way of heaven." The king of God's heart fluttered his white hair, as if he had the courage to continue fighting, and the chains of laws came from him. With a flash in his body, his divine power was exhausted, and he would burn his soul. At this critical moment, in a life-and-death struggle, he had to fight to the death.

King Shenxin turned into a round of golden sun, ran across the world, burning his soul, and the Shenxin Dynasty ran into the long river of time where Zhu Jiuyin was, and wanted to destroy the long river. Even if he fell, he would hold the candle Jiuyin was buried with him.

He Dao Yasheng, how powerful is the soul?Even by relying on the power of witchcraft to communicate with the Dao of Heaven, it is impossible to kill the three sub-sages in an instant, and Zhu Jiuyin's body may not have such means.

The white-haired, wrinkled Red Demon Venerable seems to have awakened, as long as he kills Zhu Jiuyin's ray of spiritual thought, and let him use his means to reach the sky, he will be powerless. Even if there were means against the sky, he believed that Zhu Jiuyin could not use them.

"Zhu Jiuyin, you forced me to do this. If I miss today, I will definitely use the blood of millions of witches to wash away today's shame!" Venerable Red Demon's voice was old and feeble, and he said fiercely.

"Smash the body, melt into the magic jar, and evolve into a real devil." This is a taboo technique recorded on the magic jar. It requires all of one's divine power to warm the magic jar with the flesh and release the forbidden technique. can be slaughtered.

What is a demon god?In the chaos, three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were born, with boundless magic power and tyrannical talent, each of them is an existence that can defy the sky.

In the prehistoric world, some innate demon gods were born. They also call themselves demon gods. Although their strength cannot be compared with that of the chaotic demon gods, they also roam the prehistoric world.

The title of Demon God, in the current world, very few strong people dare to call themselves.

The taboo technique on the magic pot claims to be able to kill demon gods, which shows the tyranny of this taboo technique.

The Red Demon Venerable has always been afraid to use this method, and sacrificed himself. Maybe the end will be the end of the soul and soul, and become the nourishment of the magic pot.Venerable Red Demon himself is an old devil who is on both sides of the border. Naturally, he has a deep understanding of the way of magic. He doesn't want himself to become the nourishment of others for no reason.

At this moment, his body was exhausted, and even if he defeated Zhu Jiuyin, he would still be powerless to regain his lost divine body. In this case, why didn't he use this against the heavens to fight for a glimmer of life?
Being ruthless to the enemy and even more ruthless to himself, Venerable Red Demon made up his mind in an instant, smashed his depleted divine body decisively, and melted it into the magic jar.

Every drop of He Dao Yasheng's blood can kill gods, and it contains boundless power. His body gradually melts and melts into the magic jar. In the dark, there seems to be a force gathering, centered on the magic jar, Absorbing all the energy around, set off bursts of storms.

"Another little guy who is in the realm of Dao has sacrificed? Okay, okay, okay, I will give you strength, the ancestor. This kind of altar method is really against the sky, but who is the owner of that altar?" In a very secret world, a strong man with the appearance of an old man sat cross-legged on the futon, like a mundane ascetic, without a trace of mana fluctuations around him, but if he walked in the prehistoric world, there must be a strong man who can After identifying him, he is the Lord of Demons, and among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, the Demon God who was known as the Demon God and controlled the source of the Demon Dao. No one knows how he escaped from the Pangu axe.

"Entering the world created by Pangu is too dangerous after all. Using this method to lay out chess pieces, even if you fail, will not cause any loss to yourself." The old man raised his white eyebrows and said in a sinister manner. He has also been paying attention to the world opened up by Pan Gu, and even wanted to come to the real body and take this world as his own, so that his strength can advance by leaps and bounds, and there is even hope of breaking through to the realm of chaos.

However, when his divine sense penetrated into it, he was directly strangled.This made him, who has always been extremely cautious, not dare to enter it easily, for fear that if he is not careful, his body will die and his soul will be destroyed, like three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, who will die under the Pangu axe.Watching the evolution of the world quietly, he saw countless strong men dying one by one, which made him a little thankful for his choice. If he really entered the prehistoric world, maybe at this moment, he would have disappeared into the chaos and died. Prehistoric world.

The world opened up by Pangu is certainly attractive, but if he needs to fight with his life, he would rather choose to accumulate mana slowly, and eventually he will achieve something. Although it is slow, the danger is the lowest. Every creature, They all have their own choices and their own way of life, and who knows whether what they choose is right or wrong?At least until now, the Lord of All Demons is still very grateful for his original choice.

He has reached his level of cultivation and is almost immortal. If he can take a step forward and enter the realm of chaos, he can be like the world of chaos, eternal and indelible. It is too far away, and the disillusionment of the world and the shattering of the world will not affect my own survival.

On the Eastern Continent, the mountains and rivers have been razed to the ground, and the rivers have been directly transpired. In the battle between Zhu Jiuyin and the three sub-sages, every blow contained the power of heaven, the trace of the law, and every slight move, It almost has the power to obliterate gods and people, and under the sub-sage, they are all ants.The sub-sage is crowned king and controls the laws, so he has the capital to settle down and dominate one side. Although the lifespan of the gods is endless, it is still extremely difficult to advance to the sub-sage. Perhaps there is no one in a thousand gods who can advance to the sub-sage. The realm of the holy, the existence of the law of touch.

It is easy to become a fairy and call an ancestor, but it is difficult to become a god and a saint.The most difficult thing is to understand the existence of the law. The law directly communicates with the origin of the heaven and the earth. If you understand the law, you can evolve your own way of heaven. Only the law will last forever between the heaven and the earth.

The three sub-sages of the Dao, all burned their souls. This kind of attack is earth-shattering, comparable to the power of a single blow from the strongest. Dao after dao of golden divine power, even though the heaven and earth were deprived, he condensed the laws that belonged to him with the power of the tyrannical soul, distorted the laws of heaven and earth, and killed Zhu Jiuyin in the long river of time.

The revolving emperor holds a golden knife in his hand and steps on the altar of heaven and earth. His face is resolute and decisive, as if he has transformed into a dragon. The dragon's head regains its clarity in an instant. cut into two pieces.The figure of the red demon venerable has long since disappeared, only the magic pot is in the sky, and the pitch-black magic pot is dripping with chaotic airflow, evolving the innate appearance, and there seems to be all kinds of resentment and cursing in it.

"Let's destroy together, Zhu Jiuyin." The King of Shenxin seemed to have a clear understanding at this moment, beyond the boundary of life and death, only the obsession to kill Zhu Jiuyin remained in his heart forever.

His spirit rose, and the embryonic form of the spiritual world emerged in an instant. This is a perfect world, like the most beautiful flower. At the last moment of his life, the God Heart King finally evolved the God Heart Realm he had always wanted. It is the biggest pursuit in his heart all the time.

The brilliance of life bloomed at the last moment, and the King of Shenxin looked indifferent, carrying the mighty power of the world, crashing into the silver river of time.

(End of this chapter)