[Comprehensive Honghuang] A three-legged golden crow is locked in the Zixiao Palace

The embarrassing attire couldn't get rid of the arrogance in the bones of the monster Donghuang, and the blood all over his body couldn't hide his powerful demeanor.

He Donghuangtai was born with the most precious treasure of chaos in his mouth, and his transformation was the Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base. !

He is the top quasi-sage in this world, but he is also the supreme of the monster race!

In the current battle, one wrong step, one wrong step, but there is already no way back!

Looking at the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood on the spine of Pangu Great God, the blood in Donghuang Taiyi's chest suddenly surged, and his eyes were about to burst!

The blood debt of Yaozu Erlang can only be filled with blood debt.Genocide?It's better to fight hard!

At least!At least not a puppet of Heaven!Can't be the straw of this fate!She has practiced Taoism for tens of thousands of years, but she has become a pawn in the hands of others, and she has given away the aura she cultivated to others!

Seeing with his own eyes that his elder brother Dijun was completely destroyed, Tai Yixiao was crazy and miserable.

With the hatred to subvert the common people in this world, and also the resentment towards the ruthless way of heaven, he reverberated in this vast and wild land, making all the witches terrified in their hearts, and also made all the monks in the demon world feel depressed and frustrated from the bottom of their hearts. sorrow……

Even the sage who was far above 33 days trembled in his heart.

Tai Yi suppressed the blood in his throat.The dazzling light of the Eastern Emperor Bell covered the entire Buzhou Mountain.

With a wave of his hand, he wiped out thousands of witch clans in an instant. Hearing Gong Gong's sudden wailing roar, he looked up to the sky and smiled, burning his own cultivation, and went straight to the remaining half of the witch ancestors of the witch clan.

"Boys of the Yao clan, today, even if you fight to the last drop of blood, you will never look back!"

With only one person's power, he forced most of the witch clan back again and again, and the whole earth shook violently, unable to withstand his full blow.

Roaring in all directions, the sky and the earth roaring, countless demon cultivators are crazy, their majesty has already sacrificed their lives, and they are still here, what else can they be afraid of?

Throughout the flood, blood flowed like a river...

Amidst the tragedy of sacrificing their lives, the monster monks, with red eyes, came to fight.

Over the years, the hatred between the monster clan and the witch clan has already developed into a situation where you die or I live, and the blood feud between the same clan has been accumulated for a long time.All the monster races have already made up their minds that they must die, and they never thought about going back alive in today's battle!

Although their demon emperor has fallen now, the faith of their demon clan will never fall!

At this moment, no one has any hesitation, everyone is crazy, their eyes are bloodshot, and the world they see is blood-colored. In this blood-colored world, everything that is not blood-colored must be killed by them to be blood-colored .

The war between soldiers flows like a river, but how fierce is the war between Jinxian and Taiyi?Even though his spiritual power was exhausted but he didn't want to die at the hands of the Wu Clan, at the price of losing his soul and not being able to reincarnate, he led his opponent and revealed himself...

But everyone was laughing, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest fear, only at the end, at the moment of dissipating between the heaven and the earth, they looked at the heaven and the earth with nostalgia, and looked at the one who fought desperately for them in the end For the emperor, only the word "no regrets" remains.

"May eternal life follow in the footsteps of His Majesty the Eastern Emperor! You are us, the eternal emperor!"

It is true that there is a saint from the monster race, but everyone says that all saints are ants. In the heart of this saint, even if it is the opportunity for enlightenment, the human race is three points more important than them...

After all, the only ones who protect them are the two His Majesties...

Give up your life... forget to die!

"His Majesty the Eastern Emperor, we will follow the Demon Emperor voluntarily! But please take care, Your Majesty..."

The solemn and stirring voice carried blessings to the monster race and reluctance to give up this world, but it alone did not flinch in the slightest.For the Yaozu who are brave and good at fighting and regard the honor of the clan above their own lives, is it not an affirmation of their own existence value?

Born in the ethnic group, it should also die for the ethnic group.

All life and death honors and disgraces, all fears and fears are so insignificant in the entire ethnic group.Perhaps this is the nature, the nature of the monster race, willing to sacrifice everything for the survival and reproduction of the race.

Sometimes the law of the jungle is not a bad word, everything is for better survival.

This war between Liches lasted for nearly a hundred years.Corpses piled up!The blood flows into the sea!The flames condensed by the Golden Crow's natal primordial essence are raging endlessly, as if vowing to burn everything on Buzhou Mountain!

A clear cry between heaven and earth suddenly broke through the sky full of turbid resentment, and the huge golden crow rushed straight to the nine heavens, spread its wings and flew up to the sky, howling.The golden light sprinkled all over the earth, extremely dazzling.

However, all the saints above the nine heavens were startled.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi is going to explode himself!"

The demon emperor has already passed away, and none of the twelve great ancestor witches survived. Now the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is a picture of the end of the road, and at this moment, he wants to expose himself again!The quasi-sage masters who were already rare in the entire prehistoric world fell three out of ten in this battle!

Even the saints are all shocked, this second catastrophe between heaven and earth is even several times more tragic than the battle between the dragon and the phoenix in the past!

However, even with the absolute admiration for Donghuang Taiyi, a quasi-sage master who beheaded two corpses and was infinitely close to a saint regardless of the power of self-examination is immeasurable, and Buzhou Mountain, such a holy place, cannot stand it joking.

Brother Sanqing and others are hesitating whether to take action, but the second sage of Western Zhunti has always been shameless, without such consideration, and righteously said that in order to avoid the catastrophe, he must take action to surrender Taiyi.

Dong Huangtai had already had red eyes early on. Perhaps his physical fatigue was unavoidable because his movements were a little slow, and his strength could not compare with the period of complete victory. But at this moment, after seeing the two bald donkeys in the west, he was even more Insanely, the sun was on fire all of a sudden, the power of the innate yang was completely mobilized, and the golden seal between the eyebrows was about to ignite.

Facing the culprit who designed his nephews in the past, the villain who caused the war to be irreversible, Donghuang Taiyi was willing to use his body as the price and his soul as a guide, regardless of the consequences of disappearing, and instantly wiped out his strength. It is even better than the period of complete victory.

"Today, my Eastern Emperor Taiyi wants you to wait for blood to pay!"

But the two Western saints only said a Buddha's name, "Amitabha...His Royal Highness Donghuang, the cause of the past will transform into the fruit of today, don't be obsessed with obsession and implicate thousands of souls!"

Donghuangtai's eyes were about to burst, and she wanted to eat her flesh and blood with hatred, so she would not listen to their superficial benevolence.

The gigantic Golden Crow screamed, and the true fire of the endless sun blazed away!

Zhunti only sneered, "His Royal Highness is really obsessed with obsession."

He turned his head to look at Jieying again, "Brother, leave it to me."

It is said that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi hates the two sages in the West for killing their young heirs, so why don't Jieyin and Zhunti hate Taiyi and Dijun?Long before sanctification, the two of them could still vividly remember the several times of quarreling, humiliation, and ridicule, and their relationship had already been formed.

Jieyin still had the same sad look, but he acquiesced with a sigh.

However, at the moment when Zhun raised his hand, a greater coercion fell from the sky, with an irresistible force of heaven and earth crashing down, and the two Western saints fell down all at once, with bitter expressions on their faces. Kneel down.

Even if you don't mention Zhunti, the saints who were watching from the sky looked at the Zixiao Palace on the 33rd layer, and they were all shocked at this moment. They thought that after the few of them became saints, they would not be as powerful as Taoist Hongjun, but they definitely did not. The difference will not be too big, but this time I saw it, it turned out to be more and more unfathomable, and it has the same majestic atmosphere as the Heaven and Earth Avenue. It seems that under the thunder, it is still easy to suppress him and others.

The faint arrogance in my heart dissipated completely at this moment, and several saints bowed their heads in salute, facing the golden mansion in the sky, "Meet the teacher!"

Donghuang Taiyi was also forcibly sent to the ground by this powerful force. The aura of the original riot was forcibly suppressed, and even the main body could not be transformed into a human body.

Hongjun!Taoist Hongjun!

His heart was clamoring, his blood was boiling, he was unwilling to be suppressed here in such a state of embarrassment, unwilling to be imprisoned here in such a weak state!

Blood gushed into his chest, and his mouth was full of blood foam. In front of the Taoist ancestor who even a saint bowed his head and obeyed, he still ignored it and just looked at it. His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. There is no concealment in the hatred that is expressed.

How much you cared about it before, how ridiculous it is now!

How much love used to be, how much hate now!

"Hongjun! Hongjun! Get out! Get out!! Don't you even dare to see me!"

——Sounds of weeping blood, every word exhausted.

Donghuang Taiyi's hair crown was scattered, and his black hair was mixed with blood. The blood was almost dry, and his hair was condensed into strands, scattered on his shoulders and cheeks, and he only questioned the voice of the sky.

All the saints saw his crazy appearance, but they naturally didn't know the entangled and complicated relationship between Taiyi and Hongjun. , Thinking of the destruction of the great clan in the past, all the saints sighed.

Nuwa sighed in vain, seeing the last great power of the demon clan, she burst into tears.

The whole thing is done, the true spirit of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi began to collapse, and since then there has been no second emperor in the monster clan. Although the population is too large to be destroyed, it will eventually disappear.

At this moment, none of the saints closed their eyes and retreated, and they all had a feeling in their hearts. This time, the immeasurable calamity of the world is almost over.

The golden blood was scattered all over the ground. Facing such a huge coercion of the saint, he managed to stand up, staggering step by step, and walked towards the top of Buzhou Mountain.His burning eyes never dimmed from the beginning to the end.

"My Eastern Emperor Taiyi can only die on the battlefield, in the battle with the Wu Clan..."

On the battlefield where even the saint has already slumped away, he only panted, and moved forward without a trace of hesitation——

"Idiot..."

A sudden sigh came from the heaven and the earth, and the saints who started to retreat and understand this meeting in shock almost turned back.

Tong Tian swished and stood up from the futon, but his face was full of complexities. Under the original frown, he still didn't say what he thought in his heart, but murmured, "Dao Zu really appeared."

In fact, this is what surprised all the saints at the moment.

Donghuang Taiyi looked up to the sky and laughed, his scattered black hair couldn't hide his hatred, and the hostility in his body soared to the sky, "Hongjun, why are you acting pretentious here now? But you calculated it from beginning to end, right?!"

His eyes were full of sarcasm, "It's just to make Master Daozu so calculating, my Eastern Emperor Taiyi, how can I, what can I do!"

"Hongjun, it's my Eastern Emperor Taiyi who deserves to be tricked by you, but why is my monster clan!"

Hongjun said indifferently, "Infinite life calamity, the ones who should be calamity are the demon clan and the witch clan. To be reduced to this point is nothing but self-inflicted consequences. Taiyi, you know better than anyone else."

Donghuang Taiyi said: "You are the ancestor of Taoism, so you can say whatever you want. Whether it is just your scheming and other plans between you and me, or it is to promote your so-called catastrophe, it has nothing to do with me now. Since the demon clan Now that it has been destroyed, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi should also go with the monster clan, and from now on, no one will interfere with your plans."

Hongjun was silent for a while, but he opened his mouth, "Are you going with the Yaozu, or with Dijun?"

I was speechless for a while.

Sorrow enveloped Tai Yi's heart for a moment, and for a moment, he didn't know whether it was because of Dijun's death that there was more, or because Hongjun asked more questions in this question.

Donghuang Taiyi raised his head to look at him suddenly, his hair and cheeks slid down to his ears, making his complexion pale as paper, but covered with pain, Donghuang Taiyi will always be like the emperor sitting high above the nine heavens, even if The person in front of him is the current Taoist ancestor, the No. 1 prehistoric that all saints are afraid of, he also sneered ruthlessly, his golden eyes stared at him with contempt, and he only mocked lightly.

"What does it have to do with you. If you don't kill me, I, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, will not die with you, endlessly!"

Hongjun raised his eyes indifferently, and finally heaved a long sigh towards those eyes that were no longer tender, and the purple light in his eyes shone.

He slowly closed his eyes, and with just a flick of his long sleeves, he embraced the shocked and angry Tai Yi into his arms, forcing him to fall asleep.

Facing the strange gazes of many saints and quasi-sages, Hongjun's faint eyes swept over one by one from the beginning to the end, the purple light in his eyes was like a flowing star, and wherever his gaze passed, everyone was shocked and lowered their eyes. And Li, thinking for a while that he was confused, how could they underestimate Daozu's gossip?

It was only at this moment that Hongjun indifferently withdrew his gaze, and then faded away holding Taiyi's figure, only his will resounded through the prehistoric land in an instant.

——"After this battle, the Liches fought and fell. From then on, there will be no more witches in the world. The Eastern Emperor Taiyi has thought about Zixiao Palace for thousands of years."

Under the underworld, Houtu disregarded the law and forcibly gathered in the wilderness. At this moment, the eyes of this powerful and beautiful woman were already red, and she knelt on the ground, weeping blood.

"I implore Daozu to keep my blood of the Wu clan! I beg Daozu to keep my blood of the Wu clan!"

But no matter how much she begged, the Zixiao Palace, which lay nine layers high, still did not respond.

The entire prehistoric land was filled with awe.

Saints, quasi-sages, all sighed. They could see clearly that the Dao ancestor cut off the blood of the lich, but left the last trace of blood to the monster race at the price of Donghuang Taiyi's tens of thousands of years of thinking about it in Zixiao Palace...

Which is more important, naturally needless to say.

There are no more witches in the world, no more witches!

——This is the unspoken anger of Daozu.

The author has something to say: Lord Daozu: I am so angry, I was hit by that little bitch of Tiandao again, but I still have to smile.