Hong Huang: I turned evil at the beginning, but I swear to never be a resentful person!

Tianjizi touched his chin and looked at Taiyi with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Taiyi was like a husband who had just married his young wife. He stared at Tianjizi, fearing that Tianjizi would take away his young wife.

Tianjizi couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

“Taiyi, I really don’t think highly of your innate spiritual root! What I need is its companion law - the law of the sun!”

? ?

The Law of the Sun?!

Taiyi looked at Tianjizi in surprise.

His true form is the Golden Crow born from the Fusang Fire Tree. He mastered the laws of the sun, fire, etc. from birth.

But he was very clear that the source of the laws in his body was also the Fusang Fire Tree.

Seeing Taiyi's surprised look, Tianjizi first patted Taiyi on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged under the Fusang fire tree and meditated. In just a few breaths, he entered a state of cultivation, carefully comprehending the laws of the sun.

At the same time, he was refining and absorbing the power of merit in his body.

……

Tianjizi is not bragging, he really does not lack this innate spiritual root.

There are two innate spiritual roots in the Chaos Pearl, one is an innate gourd vine and the other is a yellow plum.

He also has the Three Immortal Islands, which are full of natural treasures.

What's more, what he lacks now is rules.

After a while.

call--

Seeing that Tianji Zizhen had entered into cultivation, Taiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

I can finally put my mind at ease.

He was really afraid that Tianjizi would come up with the idea of ​​killing people and stealing treasures.

If they snatch away the Fusang Fire Tree and even the soil at the roots, the ones who will suffer will be the two star gods of the Sun Star.

Then he left the place.

……

Outside the prehistoric world.

In an unknown space.

Clusters of black clouds kept approaching each other and colliding, making a "sizzling" sound. At the same time, during the collision, the black clouds continued to expand.

In the blink of an eye, the black clouds expanded from a few acres to millions of acres, and the growth of the black clouds has not stopped yet.

Hey!

Hongjun, dressed in cloth, looked at the growing black clouds with an unpleasant look on his face and couldn't help but sigh.

"With so many changes, when will the catastrophe end?"

The black cloud was none other than the cloud of the calamity, which was the evolution of the current rules of heaven and earth and the embodiment of the calamity of the wizards and demons. The calamity cloud surged in like the dance of dragons and snakes, with howling winds and roaring thunder.

The calamity clouds filled the sky, blocking out the sun, and were as majestic as the sea.

Because Tianjizi certified the celestial marriage ahead of time, he helped Dijun and Taiyi break through to the quasi-saint level ahead of time.

But these two are indeed the future leaders of the demon clan and the protagonists in the catastrophe.

Now, a new balance point has appeared again between the two races of wizards and liches, which prevents the catastrophe from descending upon the prehistoric world.

If disasters cannot be eliminated, they will continue to accumulate.

If the calamities are allowed to continue to accumulate like this, the prehistoric world will be doomed to be destroyed at some point in the future...

There is no record of years in the ancient times.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Haotian came to the fairy court with Hongjun's decree.

When Dong Wanggong saw that the person coming was Haotian, he quickly stood up from the dragon throne, greeted Haotian, and said in a flattering manner: "Daoist Haotian, long time no see! How are you these days?"

Haotian frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with the address that Dong Wanggong had just given him.

But he did not get angry immediately, and slowly said: "Dong Wanggong! I order you to gather the demon tribe's forces and destroy the witch tribe from now on! Do you hear me?"

? ?

Attack the Wu Clan? !

Dong Wanggong's face instantly lost expression, and then he slowly sat back on the dragon throne and took out his [Dragon Head Cane].

His action seemed to be telling Haotian that he, Haotian, was not qualified to give him orders!

"Fellow Daoist Haotian, are you kidding me?"

"Lord Dong, do you think I'm joking?" Haotian asked back with a sarcastic look on his face.

snort!

Dong Wanggong snorted and said in a cold tone: "Haotian! It has only been more than a thousand years since the Taoist ancestor finished preaching. All races are in a stage of recuperation. If we provoke a war at this moment, it will probably be bad for all the creatures of the races!"

question?

An unhappy expression immediately appeared on Haotian's face, and he looked at Dong Wanggong with disgust in his eyes.

"Lord Dong, are you questioning me? Questioning the orders I gave you?"

Duke Dong straightened his chest, showing neither arrogance nor servility.

After all, he is one of the fourteen quasi-saints in the prehistoric world, and he is also the master of the Immortal Court who supervises all the spirits in the prehistoric world.

He not only has to supervise all creatures in the wild, but also has to consider the interests of all races at all times.

In the last war with the Witch Clan, all races suffered heavy losses, and many races were on the verge of extinction.

After waiting so long for the saint to preach, they could rest and recuperate and carry out the task of reproducing the race.

If he started a war at this moment, his reputation as the virtuous Lord of the Immortal Court would no longer exist.

What's more, Haotian is only in the Golden Immortal Realm. What qualifications does he have to give orders to him!

Ah!

Haotian sneered and said sarcastically, "Dong Wanggong has been the leader of the male immortals for a few days, and he has learned how to use his power to show his authority!"

"In front of me, you are not qualified to put on airs and show off your insignificant authority!"

The next second, golden light flashed in Haotian's hands, and supreme power and indescribable holiness emanated from them.

"I follow the command of the Saint!"

"Order the Duke of Dong to lead the Immortal Court and gather the demon tribe's forces to destroy the witch tribe!"

When he saw that it was the saint's decree, Dong Wanggong's face changed instantly.

He can look down on Haotian by relying on his cultivation strength, but he cannot disrespect the saint.

With a whoosh, Dong Wanggong immediately appeared in front of Haotian, smiling and saying, "Haotian boy, is this what the saint meant?"

snort!

Haotian's face was full of sarcasm, and he said, "Dong Wanggong, how dare you question the decree of the saint?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

Dong Wanggong shook his head and said hastily: "The Immortal Court was established by the Saint. Whatever the Saint wants the Immortal Court to do, the Saint will do it! If the Saint wants to exterminate the Wu Clan, then the Wu Clan deserves to die!"

Haha!

Haotian immediately burst into laughter, leaving Dong Wanggong at a loss.

Then he reached out and gently patted Dong Wanggong's face, making a "Fly Brother" expression.

"Will it be useful to be dressed brightly and carry a dragon-headed cane?"

"You're also imitating others' airs and want to be the boss or the big brother!"

"Eating shit! Haha...

"Yes! Yes! Yes! The villain eats shit! The villain eats shit!"

Although he was humiliated by Haotian, Dong Wanggong still smiled and flattered Haotian, admitting his fault and saying: "I was a little offended just now, please don't blame me!"

snort!

Haotian shook his sleeves and continued, "Follow the orders in the decree and I will let you go. It would be better to let the saint deprive you of your position as court master!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! ...

"Dong Wanggong promises to complete the saint's orders! He will definitely not let the saint down!"

Dong Wanggong kept nodding and bowing to Haotian, completely different from his previous noble appearance.

"No delivery!"

Haotian flicked his sleeves and left the fairyland.

Watching Haotian leave, Dong Wanggong's face suddenly turned gloomy, as if he was as sad as if his parents had died.

If Haotian didn't have the saint's decree in his hand, he wouldn't take Haotian seriously at all.

He was once a boy, and the King of the East could still show some courtesy to him.

Now he is one of the few quasi-saints, how can he allow Haotian to ride on his head and do whatever he wants?

But sometimes you have to kneel when you need to!

And the air down there is good.

He, the King of the East, needs...