Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"Before the great battle, the Demon King personally collected these treasures, and we don't know where they went..."

"At that time, I only heard the Demon King say that we must give our all in the upcoming battle. I didn't know anything else."

The demon general trembled instinctively and explained the matter clearly.

This time, it was Haotian and Queen Mother of the West's turn to be stunned.

They never thought that Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun would calculate so clearly that they would take everything away by themselves without leaving anything for those who came later.

But think about it carefully.

All of this seems to have a traceable basis.

Back then, after the great war between the Phoenix, Dragon and Qilin tribes, many people took advantage of the fact that they were not paying attention to the secret vault and tried their best to get in and steal things. As much as one-third or even more of their treasures were lost at one time.

The worst-hit Qilin clan can be said to have been almost completely drained of its wealth.

Only the dragon clan is better.

But after that, many powerful people came to ask for free food whenever they had the chance. Relying on their previous foundation, the dragon clan was willing to make friends with them at first, but as time went on, the dragon clan also found something wrong. These guys just came to eat for free.

But if he refused, he would offend these guys. If he didn't refuse, he would lose something. In addition, the dragon clan was declining, so this became a dead end. If he hadn't joined the Jiejiao recently, the situation would have become more and more serious in the future.

and so……

It is understandable that the two demon kings took away all the things, but all of Haotian's future plans can basically be said to have been in vain.

"How to do?"

Haotian looked at the Queen Mother of the West helplessly, feeling as if his head was about to explode.

He didn't say anything, but Queen Mother of the West could see the confusion in his eyes and shook her head helplessly.

"Don't ask me, how would I know what to do?"

"The foundation of this Heavenly Court is still there. Let's first integrate the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and see if we can ask the saints for help to restore the Heavenly Might."

The two exchanged glances for just a moment, and both understood each other's thoughts and placed their last hope on the saint.

As long as they can find some traces of the demon clan’s treasures, they will have the opportunity to rebuild the heaven!

The three paths of heaven, earth and man.

The Way of Heaven is at the forefront!

How can it be underestimated?

……

"Demon Clan, is this the end?"

In a secret place composed of paulownia wood and true sun fire, Lu Ya looked up at the moon and the sun, with only sorrow and pain remaining in his heart.

He was wearing a jade bracelet in his hand, which was sparkling with light.

This jade bracelet contains a huge amount of secret treasures of the demon clan, up to 10%. Not to mention cultivating a Daluo Jinxian, it is more than enough to raise several quasi-saints.

only.

All of this has really become a joke nowadays.

The demon clan and the witch clan actually let the strong men of the human race take advantage of them.

"Hey……"

Suddenly, a sigh came into Lu Ya's ears. When he turned around, the first person he saw was Bai Ze, who was known as the military strategist of the demon clan.

At this moment, Bai Ze no longer had the high-spirited look he once had, and a look of weakness and listlessness appeared on his face for the first time.

"Uncle Bai Ze."

Lu Ya bowed and was about to ask something, but Bai Ze waved his hand and said, "Your father's defeat this time has nothing to do with Master Tianfeng. Even without him, our demon clan would never have won."

"The human race's rise to power was a coincidence, but it was also destined. Even if they were to fight head-on at their peak, His Highness Donghuang would not be a match for Master Tianfeng. His strength and talent are truly terrifying, and have already escaped our control."

As soon as these words came out.

Lu Ya didn't know where to vent the hatred in his heart.

As if seeing through Lu Ya's confusion, Bai Ze spoke again:

"You should practice well in the future. If you have the opportunity, you may join the Jiejiao Sect and seek protection. Even if there is no such opportunity, as long as you do not reveal your identity to others, we demon kings will protect you and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"Before your mother passed away, she used her great magical powers to pull Houyi and his beloved to the moon, cutting off their escape route. From then on, he could only chop laurel trees on the moon."

"As long as the laurel tree falls, he can't leave the moon. This can be considered as revenge for your brothers."

"From now on, you must take good care of yourself..."

Bai Ze spoke one sentence at a time.

There were many things that Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun had told him to say, and some that he wanted to say himself.

Shortly after Chang'e left, as if it was destined, Houyi fell in love with another witch in the Dijiang tribe. The two got married and spent some time together.

Because of what happened before, Dijiang was extremely wary of Xihe and did not give her the opportunity to use any means. There was no other way. In desperation, Xihe could only take action personally during the battle and forcibly drag the two men into the moon.

This can be considered as revenge for his brothers.

only.

Such hatred has no meaning to Lu Ya now.

He sighed deeply and sat back down under the sycamore tree.

Seeing this, Bai Ze could only shake his head and leave quickly. He had too many things to arrange next.

Although the demon race was defeated, they must leave behind a foundation to ensure that their future will not be too miserable...

……

time flies.

After the catastrophe ended, tens of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the years, Lin Feng wandered in this ancient continent, using the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand to absorb the blood and energy of the demons that survived the catastrophe, and gradually increased the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

slowly.

The Demon-Slaying Sword has also reached its limit and has reached the peak of the acquired upper grade.

“Is it difficult to improve?”

Lin Feng glanced at the Demon-Slaying Sword, with a hint of dissatisfaction in the depths of his eyes.

The power of this sword is quite impressive. It can crush not only the demon race, but also many strong men of other races. Moreover, it has been nurtured by Lin Feng since he became an immortal until now, and it suits him best.

only.

Now he has reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The Demon-Slaying Sword has become the weakest treasure in his hand.

At the beginning, Di Jun forged it just for the purpose of experiment, and the materials used were not of the best quality. It was inherently deficient, so it was difficult to advance.

"If Donghuang Taiyi is not a body of Xirang, perhaps this treasure can break through to the realm of innate supreme spiritual treasure."

"What a pity."

Lin Feng shrugged, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and looked up at the sky.

Although Donghuang Taiyi self-destructed at the beginning, his body shouldn't be so fragile that not even a single bit of it could be left, right?

Which saint took it away by chance?

"We still have to go to the Wahuang Palace to take a look."

"It's been delayed long enough, it's time to set off."

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

Among the saints.

The person he least wanted to see was Nuwa, the Holy Mother.

During the long time of the human race, what attitude should he adopt when facing the Holy Mother who created them but no longer cared about them?

Not sure.

do not know either.

Until now, Lin Feng has not figured out a solution.