Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 968 The Monster Clan Conference
"I don't know what kind of changes such a huge force will bring to Honghuang in the end. I'm really looking forward to it." Taoist Tongtian said enviously, he was a little ready to move at this time, and really wanted to go outside for a walk.

Yuanshi came back to his senses and glanced at Tongtian: "Forget it, let's not think about going out, get out our own enlightenment ideas, and spread the prehistoric people as soon as possible, and don't let me wait here in obscurity."

Daoist Taiqing had a calm and breezy appearance, as if he had already figured it out, and he didn't seem to be that concerned about the current prehistoric situation.

Although Sanqing has broken through to the Hunyuan realm one after another over these years, both Yuanshi and Tongtian have a faint feeling that the elder brother seems to be getting more and more unfathomable.

And this kind of unfathomable is not only in terms of strength, but in all aspects.

Seeing the two younger brothers looking at him, Daoist Taiqing shook his head slightly: "The current prehistoric situation is not for me to control, let alone when I enter the game, don't pay too much attention to it."

"What brother said is really..." Yuanshi Tongtian said in unison.

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Although the establishment of the Yaozu has already been prepared by the demon gods and the wise men participated in the whole process, it is a brand new matter after all, without any reference, so the two newly joined demon emperors, Nuwa and Fuxi, also started at this time. They all played their roles.

The Nuwa Empress established the etiquette of the demon clan, followed the rules and regulations, established rituals and music, and ordered the four seasons.

Fuxi formulated the social management model of the Yaozu in detail, and formulated a grand plan for the Yaozu to participate in the construction of the world.

The work of the two demon emperors has received unanimous praise from many demon gods.

So, decades later, at the central place of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, the leaders of billions of ethnic groups gathered together, and the representatives of all races gathered together.

And this place has long been built by the demon gods and great supernatural powers. A high platform with a height of several million feet that towers into the clouds.

The high platform is divided into thousands of layers, and the representatives of billions of ethnic groups are arranged in ascending order from weak to strong.

Under the high platform, in all directions, are representatives of many of the weakest ethnic groups. Although they are the lowest in strength, they are indeed the foundation of the Monster Race Alliance.

At this time, the representatives of the trillions of ethnic groups were all full of energy, high-spirited, with straight postures and stretched necks, and looked expectantly at the top of the high platform.

Among them, many ethnic groups have been looking forward to today's big event for a long time.

Survival in the prehistoric world is not easy, each ethnic group thrives and dies suddenly, and no one knows when they will be wiped out by some great supernatural being passing by, and even if they are not careful, the entire ethnic group will be reduced to nothing. The stutter of the oldest ferocious beast.

Generally, the Yaozu Alliance will not care about this kind of thing, after all, it is only an alliance.

Therefore, although this large number of basic ethnic groups can get many benefits in the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, they feel that they are not enough.

But now, it is said that Emperor Junxing mainly integrates all races into one race, so from now on, their lowest-end basic races will not be small tribes without backers, let alone members of the alliance that no one cared about before, but will He will become a member of the real prehistoric clan.

The basic group at the bottom thinks they have made a profit, so they have been looking forward to this big event for a long time.

The ethnic groups in the middle and lower levels of the high platform are also looking at the top of the high platform from a distance. The central group of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance has been advocating for so long. They naturally know more news than the low-level ethnic groups. Therefore, they are also looking forward to this matter. Long.

As far as they know, once a group of all ethnic groups is established, these groups of them will naturally have a lot of power and control many low-level groups.

What a great temptation!
You must know that today's prehistoric peoples, for those groups that have generally guaranteed their survival, want to develop and rely solely on themselves, it is too slow. The best way, of course, is to be able to control the low-end exploitation ethnic groups.

It's just that in the past, everyone was a loose alliance, and there were barriers between them, which were difficult to break, so ideas were not implemented.

But once the Wanzuhua clan is established, they will definitely make a lot of money!
The representatives of the ten thousand races in the middle and lower levels also feel that they are making a lot of money.

In contrast, the upper demon clan on the high platform felt that they had made a profit.

Being able to harvest so many ethnic groups at once, it is said that these high-ranking ethnic groups can suppress the low-end ethnic groups by relying on their innate blood advantages after they have become one.

Such a privilege, they earned a lot of money, okay?

In such a situation, everyone felt that they had made money. Therefore, representatives of countless thousands of races were eagerly looking forward to the early arrival of that beautiful day.

at this time--

Boom!
A bell that resounded through the Three Realms, swept the Three Realms with great power, passed to the ears of many prehistoric creatures, and resounded in their hearts.

At this moment, many great supernatural beings in the prehistoric period all turned their gazes here.

Seeing the central place of the Ten Thousand Clans Alliance, on the million-foot-high platform, one after another, the most powerful representatives of the Ten Thousand Clans Alliance emerged, those prestigious and holy figures in the Ten Thousand Clans Alliance Central.

Among these strong men, the weakest are the Taiyi Golden Immortal ranks, and the strongest are the dozens of Hunyuan Yaoshuai wearing sun, moon and star suits.

Seeing this scene, the representatives of the billion-trillion ethnic group all held their breath, as if their souls were about to freeze.

As members of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, they naturally knew that these prestigious Ten Thousand Races Alliances were inherently sacred.

They defeated the once unbelievable Ancient God League, and made countless contributions during the long years of struggle, which were admired by the younger generation.

With this group of innate saints at the Hunyuan level, the Yaozu Alliance firmly sits on the top spot of the most powerful force in the wild.

For a moment, the representatives of the hundreds of millions of ethnic groups looked at the strong men in the center of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, and their eyes were full of longing.

But it's not over yet.

"Boom!"

This time, the terrifying bell seemed to pass close to the ground, scaring many monks a little.

Then, at the top of the high platform, four emperors wearing emperor robes appeared on it.

On the imperial robes of Emperor Jun Taiyi, there is a huge golden crow embroidered on it. The golden crow flutters its wings and wants to fly, and its sharp golden claws seem to pierce the imperial robes. She avoided it, as if she didn't dare to look directly.

On the Empress Nuwa's imperial robe, there is a landscape painting, and Fuxi's imperial robe is even simpler, just a pattern of yin and yang fish.

As soon as the four emperors appeared, the whole world seemed to suddenly quiet down. It was not only the scene, but even the great supernatural beings in the prehistoric places. Those who watched the scene here couldn't help but hold their breath. Don't dare to vent your breath.

The four looked solemn, with Di Jun standing at the front, Tai Yi at the rear right, and Nu Wa and Fu Xi both standing one step behind and stopping at the rear.

Dijun looked down at the high platform, one level at a time, and the representatives of the Yizhao ethnic groups were all staring at him with anticipation. He was suddenly full of pride, and he had the illusion of being in charge of the prehistoric.

After Di Jun took a deep breath, he felt that Nuwa and Fuxi behind him had begun to slowly engrave the law of blood into the movement of heaven and earth according to the agreement, temporarily becoming a virtual law.

In the future, it will naturally be possible to forge this bloodline into a real law through Da Luo Zunshen.

Nuwa and Fuxi were willing to help him, making Dijun feel more stable.

His handsome and majestic gaze scanned all directions, and finally felt the inexplicable majesty blessing behind him, he no longer hesitated, and said——

(End of this chapter)