Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Ancestor is wise!"

The Demon Yuan Emperor was overjoyed. "Perhaps there's no need for the ancestor to intervene. Yao Yue might just go with the flow and agree to this marriage. She's not stupid. If she wants to become the emperor of the Qiyun Dynasty, she'll have to compromise and make some concessions!"

The old ancestor laughed, "If that's the case, then it would be the best!

This female demon's skills are extremely special. If she could become one with my Demon Yuan Royal Family, it would be a great joy!"

"Since that's the case, then, Grandpa, I will withdraw first and go back to draft the decree for tomorrow's grand court meeting..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold and murderous voice suddenly sounded from the distant sky.

"You have no tomorrow!"

The Demon Emperor was stunned and looked around with a frown. He didn't see anyone, but he could clearly feel that the vast starry sky was shaking violently at this moment.

It seems like an endless terrible storm is brewing!

The next moment, the sky and the earth became dark, and an endless thunderstorm seemed to be brewing madly over the imperial capital. Countless lightning bolts were like lightning snakes, constantly moving in the clouds.

At the same time, under the thunderclouds, one could clearly see a giant banner emitting a dark green aura, with black smoke gurgling out of it. Countless souls were rushing out of the banner frantically and urgently.

"Haha, the long-lost breath of heaven and earth!"

“Freedom, this is the smell of freedom!”

"Blood food, so much blood food!"

Countless souls flew out from the long banner and transformed into huge bodies thousands of feet in size. Although they were dead souls, there was lightning lingering on their souls. From a distance, they looked like thunder giants.

These thunder giants, like loyal yet humble slaves, after a brief revelry, stood on both sides and in the center, forged a road of lightning with the light of thunder.

Emperor Mo Yuan had a gloomy expression on his face. It had been so many years since he had seen anyone dare to demonstrate military power over the imperial capital.

This is a provocation, this is a declaration of war!

He wanted to see what kind of force dared to declare war on the Qiyun Dynasty, relying on these so-called thunder giant souls?

They are just a group of souls in the fusion realm. In the eyes of Mahayana cultivators, what is the difference between them and ants?

Just as he was about to order the Imperial Capital's Royal Guards to attack and wipe out the enemy, he saw whirlpools appearing in the void one after another, and in those whirlpools, figures with profound and powerful auras slowly walked out.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Mo Yuan took a breath.

Those figures, one after another, although they were souls, but they all exuded the aura of a Mahayana cultivator. The souls of more than ten Mahayana cultivators were emitted at the same time, and the sky of the entire imperial capital seemed to be collapsing!

"What happened?"

In the imperial capital, many forces were horrified, and many old monsters came out of seclusion, looking at the scene in the sky with horror on their faces.

The sky was filled with thunderclouds pressing down on the void, countless armies of soul cultivators were overwhelming, and even Mahayana souls were walking out of the vortex of the void one after another, as if endless!

"Is this a war with other dynasties?"

Countless monks showed expressions of horror. Some well-informed forces, considering the recent game between the emperor and the imperial teacher, seemed to have guessed something.

Although they were not sure, they had some idea in their minds. Seeing the dense and terrifying army, some Mahayana cultivators in the imperial capital gasped and looked horrified.

"No wonder, no wonder Imperial Master Yao Yue wants to be emperor. With such a strong background and such influence, he truly has the confidence to be emperor!"

"Is the Imperial Master going to go to war with the Demon Yuan Imperial Family?"

"It seems so. This battle is likely to change the history of Demon Yuan. Even if the royal family can win, I'm afraid they will have to pay a heavy price!"

"Haha, I've heard for a long time that the current emperor is obsessed with the beauty of the Imperial Master and wants to force her to marry him. Now, look what's going on! He's completely screwed!"

Some Mahayana demon cultivators who were practicing in seclusion in the Demon Yuan Emperor's capital were even more excited when they saw this scene.

"Fight, fight quickly, it's best to fight until both sides are injured!"

"The emperor takes turns, and this year it's my turn. If they don't defeat us, how can we have a chance?"

In the imperial capital, some people were afraid, some were excited, and more were confused. Countless cultivators could not understand why such a terrifying army suddenly appeared in the sky above the Demon Yuan Imperial Capital?

Rumble!

Above the nine heavens, the thunder roared louder and louder. Among the group of Mahayana souls, Luo Changan took the lead, wearing a gorgeous robe, looking down at the imperial capital below with a cold and majestic look.

"A swarm of ants!"

He sneered and looked at some Mahayana monsters in the imperial capital below with disdain.

Over the years, within the Human Emperor Banner, he had gained the favor of Luo Tian Patriarch due to his eloquence and ability to handle affairs, and had become the Chief Steward of the Human Emperor Banner. As the number of Mahayana stage souls under his command increased, his authority and power grew even stronger.

He was not sure that he could defeat any of the great masters in the imperial capital in a one-on-one fight.

But so what? It still doesn’t affect his view that everyone is an ant!

You've offended the ancestor, and you still want to live?

Even if the ancestor is kind enough to leave your souls, after they enter the Human Emperor Banner, they will still be under the control of me, Luo Changan. What else can you be but ants?

He glanced down with a sneer, especially when he saw the Demon Yuan Emperor in a dragon robe, he chuckled, then slowly turned around and bowed to the void.

"Welcome: Daluo Heaven, the Supreme Sky, the Luotian Daozu—

Come! "

When he bowed, the army in the endless sky was all shocked and bowed down together. The sound was like billions of thunders exploding, sweeping across the vastness and roaring in all directions!

"Welcome Daozu Luo Tian to come!"

Chapter 874 I'm watching Brain Damage!

Under the vast sky, countless figures were welcoming the arrival of Patriarch Luo Tian.

During this period, some Mahayana-level soul cultivators who were taken into the Human Emperor Banner for various reasons looked at Luo Changan with envy and admiration.

Otherwise, he could become the general manager.

The ability to arrange the troops and prepare the scene to welcome the ancestor is not something that ordinary people can do.

In addition, this person is shameless and will lick the boots of others. He is also one of the earliest people to follow the ancestor. If he wants to replace him as the chief steward, he will have a long way to go!

hum~~

At this moment, the entire sky seemed to suddenly freeze. Time and space, countless rays of light all converged at this moment and turned into a ray of light.

A ray of light, as if born after the creation of the world.

And in that light, a figure slowly appeared, as if coming from the virtual world to the real world. A blood-red robe rustled, like a blooming blood lotus, emitting a cold and majestic aura.

Song Qian's face was as cold as ice, as if carved out of stone, without the slightest expression. Her sharp eyes revealed an unspeakable indifference and determination.

With her appearance, the entire space was shrouded in her aura, which made people feel awe.

"Luo Tian Daozu!"

When she appeared, the shouts and cheers from the endless figures became even louder. The overwhelming sound even caused the city defense formation of the imperial capital below to fluctuate violently.

Song Qian looked indifferent and expressionless, but in her heart, she was cheering and had already started laughing wildly in her heart.

"Who else but me can show my holiness before the people?"

"Unfortunately, this time the matter was urgent, and I didn't have time to bring Old Ye with me, so it's a little imperfect."

Subconsciously, she looked at Luo Changan.

Feeling that majestic gaze, Luo Changan bent his body even lower, feeling a little nervous. He wondered if his master would be satisfied with the Luo Tian Daozu show-off ceremony he was hosting.

Fortunately, although Daozu Luo Tian's gaze only stayed on him for a moment, he nodded slightly to him.

This means that the master is very satisfied with his performance. From today onwards, his position as the chief steward of the imperial banner is completely secure!

"Who are you!"

The Demon Emperor flew up. He really couldn't stand it anymore. In his ten thousand years of life, he had never seen such a pretentious person!

Behind him, there were four old monsters in the Mahayana stage following, staring at Song Qian, who was like the moon surrounded by stars, with serious expressions.

Song Qian looked at the man in the dragon robe with a cold gaze, looking him up and down as if he were trash. "You, an ant, are planning to take advantage of my sister-in-law?"

"Ants?"

The Demon Yuan Emperor was furious, but he suppressed the urge to curse and said angrily, "The sister-in-law you are talking about, could it be Yao Yue, the Imperial Master of our dynasty?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, I was wondering who dared to come to our imperial capital and act wildly. It turns out to be my rival's sister!"

"Love rival?" Song Qian's eyes flashed coldly, "You are worthy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qian raised her hand and gently clenched it in the air. The next moment, an overwhelming pressure burst out. Before the Demon Emperor could react, his body exploded with a bang.

All that remained was a frightened and confused head, floating in the air, unable to move at all.

"His Majesty!"

Behind the Demon Yuan Emperor, the four old monsters in the Mahayana stage changed color when they saw this. The four of them shouted one after another, and at the same time, they used magic weapons and magical powers and rushed towards the position where Song Qian was.

Song Qian had an indifferent expression. With a wave of her sleeves, those magical powers and magic weapons with the power of wind and thunder shattered with a bang before they even got close, turning into light particles all over the sky and dissipating into the void.

At the same time, the bodies of the four Mahayana monsters who had attacked also shattered.

With their bodies destroyed, they finally understood the magnitude of the gap in strength between them and the enemy. Without a second thought, they wanted to escape.

But unfortunately, before they could move, the Human Emperor Banner shook gently, and a special force that seemed to transcend the heaven and earth sucked in the souls of several people, and in an instant, took them in.

And at this moment, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted in the imperial capital.

The moment this aura appeared, it spread in all directions, causing the hearts of countless cultivators in the imperial capital to roar and making people instinctively feel fear.

At the same time, an old voice filled with anger resounded throughout the imperial capital.

"Daoyou, you passed!"

Wow~~

A thick demonic energy began to dissipate from the sky above the imperial capital. The demonic energy was so thick that it seemed to have turned into a long river of demonic energy. In that river, an old figure, stepping on the waves, slowly appeared.

As this figure appeared, the Mo Yuan royal family, as well as countless officials and monks in the imperial capital, all showed fanatical expressions, some knelt and kowtowed, some bowed their heads and saluted, and shouts rose one after another.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The Demon Yuan Patriarch glanced at everyone and did not speak, but stared at Song Qian coldly.

He was a little unsure about the cultivation level of this great enemy in front of him, who was called Luo Tian Daozu?

He has lived for tens of thousands of years and is revered as the ancestor by the world, but in this world, he really doesn't know who dares to call himself the ancestor of Taoism.

Could it be that this person is so strong that he is invincible and doesn't care about anything in the world?

But the next moment, he sneered in his heart, no matter what your cultivation level is, in this world of all spirits, no matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than the ancestors of the seven dynasties?

Within the empire, even those so-called taboos will only result in retreat when faced with the national treasure!

Thinking of this, he snorted angrily and said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoist, you injured my Demon Yuan Emperor and killed my Demon Yuan ministers. Are you trying to declare war on my Demon Yuan Dynasty?"

Song Qian stared at the Demon Yuan Patriarch in surprise for a moment.

"What are you looking at!"

The Demon Yuan Patriarch was already very angry. What a crap Taoist Patriarch, the way he looked at trash made him extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm looking at a braindead!"

Song Qian was a little speechless and said, "I have come all the way to your imperial capital, and you, an old bastard, still ask me if I want to declare war. If not, do you think I am here to enjoy the scenery?"

Mo Yuan Patriarch was incredulous. "Just for a woman, you want to declare war on the Yifang Qiyun Dynasty?"

"The woman you are talking about is my sister-in-law!"

A cold light flashed in Song Qian's eyes, and with a wave of her sleeves, the aura around her began to explode. In an instant, it surpassed the oppressive aura of a peak Mahayana cultivator.

The face of the Demon Yuan Patriarch was solemn, and he thought to himself that it was indeed a forbidden existence.

But the next moment, the solemnity on his face froze and turned into surprise, and then a look of fear and horror emerged.

Because Song Qian's aura was not only the taboo existence he thought it was, but it also surpassed the level of taboos and emitted the cultivation fluctuations that only immortals should have!

The immortal power was so overwhelming that the moment this aura and pressure appeared, it replaced the laws of heaven and earth, and replaced the will of heaven and earth. At this moment, the entire Mo Yuan Dynasty was shrouded in the pressure of Song Qian's will!

"Immortal, are you an immortal?"

The scalp of Mo Yuan Patriarch went numb. He had never thought about this before. He just wanted to fulfill his grandson's dream of getting married. How could he inexplicably attract an immortal-level existence?

Didn’t all the immortals in the lower world return to the upper world? Why are there still immortals in the lower world?