Chapter 138: The Apprentice is Born and the Dragon and the Demon Fight
Even he can't use his magic power to refine this spiritual treasure, so Emperor Ziwei really has something.

But since the treasure is in his hands, he will use it sooner or later.

When Hengming was about to leave, he suddenly had an idea. A stream of water vapor floated out, swaying slightly, and an extremely mysterious star treasure tree emerged, which was the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree.

As soon as the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree appeared, it wanted to turn into a ray of starlight and leave, but the boundless water-colored true light boiled and dissipated, and the surging waves rolled like a tide, blocking its way, leaving only an endless ocean surrounding this place.

Seeing that there was no way to the sky and no door to the earth, the fruit trees had no choice but to turn around in despair. The treetops swayed slightly, and the star-like leaves moved without wind. The sky was filled with starlight, magnificent and made it look like a fairyland.

The fruit tree shook for a while, as if it had figured something out, and finally bowed to Hengming, as if it was paying its respects, as if to say that it had surrendered.

Heng Ming smiled and said, "You are indeed quite spiritual. Since you have followed me, I will not treat you unfairly. If we are destined to meet in the future, perhaps I can enlighten you to take shape. Now please help me refine this spiritual treasure."

The Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree shook slightly, but responded. It stretched out a branch and brushed towards the Zhoutian Star Map. Silver-white stardust flew away and finally merged into the divine map.

There was no change in the Zhoutian Star Map at the beginning, but as more and more silver-white stardust was incorporated, the Zhoutian Star Map could not help but expand slightly, and seemed to soften.

Seeing this opportunity, Heng Ming stretched out his hand and sent in a ray of spiritual light. He immediately saw that the restrictions that had been extremely resistant to his refining had now become somewhat sluggish and no longer had his divine power. In just a few moments, he refined the first ten restrictions in succession.

It was not until he was about to refine the eleventh prohibition that the Zhoutian Star Map reacted, shook upward with anger, and immediately knocked down the silver-white stardust that was constantly falling from the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree, trying to resist refining.

But the situation was irreversible. No matter how the picture struggled, its fate of being refined by Hengming was a foregone conclusion. Even if it resisted with all its might, it could only delay for some time.

Heng Ming refined the first ten restrictions in succession, and only then did he understand why he had not been able to control them before.

It turns out that this map of the celestial stars is the treasure for the future lord of the stars, a protective spiritual treasure sent down by heaven. The person who is destined to possess this treasure is unknown. Whoever becomes the lord of the stars will be the one who is destined to possess it. Otherwise, even if a saint comes, he can only destroy it but not refine it.

The Emperor Ziwei was the Lord of All Stars appointed by Heaven. Although he did not obtain the position of Lord of All Stars due to the interference of the Moon and the Sun, the Zhoutian Star Map had already recognized this master, so he was willing to be refined by him. However, Hengming was not like that.

Although he had the luck left over from killing Emperor Ziwei, the Zhoutian Star Map has always recognized positions rather than people. Hengming did not have the status of the Lord of the Stars, so if he wanted to refine the Zhoutian Star Map, it would naturally resist to the death.

But the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree also has a connection with the Lord of All Stars. Under the interference of this fruit tree, the Zhoutian Star Map relaxed its vigilance a little, and was able to be refined by Hengming when the opportunity came.

The Zhoutian Star Map let out a wail, but the die was cast, and in the end it could only slam fiercely into the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree, as if it hated the villain for causing it to be refined. However, the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree also stretched out thousands of branches to continuously whip the divine map, as powerful and merciless as a falling meteor.

It was also holding its breath. If possible, who wouldn't want to roam freely in the world and who wouldn't want to recognize a master? But it didn't dare to vent its anger on Hengming, so naturally it had to vent its anger towards the Zhoutian Star Map.

Heng Ming watched the two treasures compete with each other and shook his head. Suddenly, he had a feeling in his heart. He counted with his fingers subconsciously and laughed: "My disciple is born. Let's go."

The four seas are the battlefield of dragons and monsters.

Hey!
Roar!
The roars of dragons were mixed with thousands of screams. From time to time, scales could be seen flying everywhere, feathers splashing, and sturdy figures swimming on the seabed, and from time to time they were grabbed and killed by one or two huge beast claws.

Ao Hua was wearing golden nan jade armor, a nine-winged heavenly crown on his head, and holding a double-edged three-pointed knife in his hand. He ruthlessly cut off Ji Meng with one claw. Ji Meng felt pain and roared to the sky. His two dragon whiskers instantly turned into thousands of feet long and kept slapping the sea in front of him. It was unknown how many dragons and monsters died.

Ever since his origin was broken by Heng Ming last time, Ji Meng has gone from being at the top of the Ten Demon Saints to being at the bottom. Even if he became a Daluo Jinxian, it is difficult to make up for the incomplete origin.

As the saying goes, pick on the weak and bully the weak, so naturally he was targeted by several Daluo divine dragons, and Ao Hua was the one who watched him the most closely among them.

Ao Hua dodged a whip from the dragon's whisker, opened his mouth and spat out a dragon ball, then hit Ji Meng fiercely.

The dragon ball came with great force, and the blue divine light bloomed. Countless sea water rushed up to the sky and transformed into hundreds of huge water dragons that were millions of feet in size. They roared towards the sky and followed the dragon ball towards Ji Meng.

Ji Meng was caught off guard and was immediately blown thousands of miles away by the dragon ball. When he was about to get up, he saw Ao Hua following closely, raising his three-pointed, two-edged spear and stabbing it towards Ji Meng's heart.

He even taunted, "With such a level, you dare to call yourself one of the Ten Great Demon Saints? It seems that the great god Hengming was too ruthless and beat you half to death, almost crippled!"

Ao Hua's words hit Ji Meng's sore spot. He hated Heng Ming for countless days and nights and wished he could skin him alive and pull out his tendons. But even several supreme demon clan leaders could not do anything to Heng Ming, so what could he do?

He hated himself for becoming a victim of the confrontation between several great gods. He hated himself for hating Di Jun as much as Taiyi did, but he did not dare to show it. He hated himself even more for being so weak that he could only be bullied and could not control his own destiny.

The more Ji Meng thought about it, the angrier he became. In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood and barely blocked Ao Hua's attack. Ao Hua took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, dodging out with his sword again.

Ji Meng was helpless. Although he was furious, he was not a fool. Seeing that the situation was not good, he dived into the East China Sea and rushed towards the battlefield of other demon saints.

Ao Hua took the opportunity to escape, but when he turned around, he found that the East China Sea was already covered with countless debris, some from the dragon clan and some from the monster clan.

The corpses of the demon race were the most numerous, but for the demon race, this was just a minor injury. But the same could not be said for the dragon race.

The dragon clan is deeply saddened every time they lose a divine dragon.

You must know that the Dragon Clan is the leader of the three clans created in the world. It is the most powerful race among the three clans created in the world, and its number is also the largest. Why is it like this?
But as the saying goes, the more powerful, the more sinful, although the two dragon ancestors, Canglong and Zulong, resolutely sacrificed themselves just to exchange a glimmer of hope to save the dragon clan from the Heaven, but the Heaven eventually brought some punishment to the dragon clan.

This punishment does not eliminate their cultivation, supernatural powers, or reduce their magical powers, but it only reduces their ability to reproduce.

In the past, the dragon clan only needed to expand their harem and have sex extensively to give birth to countless baby dragons. It was precisely because of these numbers that the dragon clan was able to gain the upper hand in the war between the three clans.

But after the punishment from Heaven, the number of baby dragons born dropped dramatically. After some calculations, after a thousand years, the number of baby dragons was so small that it was actually less than the number of baby phoenixes born by the noble-minded phoenixes.

Even these powerful divine dragons can't do anything about it.

Although the dragons who have achieved immortality live long lives, some of them will always die for various reasons, whether it be while stealing treasures, exploring mysteries, or searching for treasures. In short, this loss is unavoidable.

The number of dead divine dragons far exceeds the number of living dragons. As a result, the dragon clan will sooner or later exist in name only. If there are only a few powerful divine dragons left, the dragon clan will not even be a race at all.

Just like the three-legged golden crow clan, there are only Di Jun and Tai Yi. This is not a race at all, but just two great gods.

Even Zhulong had to open the Dragon Gate wide, hoping that more scale-armored races could transform into dragons, because the number of dragons was too small, and other races had to be involved in order to make up for it slightly.

Ao Hua is not a fool to be the leader of the Dragon Clan. Although he is only the leader in name, it is enough to prove that he has unique and outstanding qualities.

He knew very well what the demons were planning, which was to use numbers to annihilate the dragons and force them to admit defeat and surrender.

Why aren't all the races in the world monsters? There are so many races within the monster race that even Emperor Jun probably can't count them all.

These monsters are just like weeds. Even if it seems that they have been killed to pieces with no room left, as long as the spring breeze blows, the summer rain falls, the autumn moon shines, and the winter snow covers them, endless little monsters will immediately grow.

After waiting for a hundred or eighty years, these little monsters will be able to become independent big monsters, so naturally there is no need to feel sorry for them.

"What a good plan! What a good plan!"

Ao Hua gritted his teeth.

But he had no way out. This plan was a naked conspiracy. The demon clan was fighting a war of attrition with them, and they could not hide away unless they were willing to abandon the four seas. The only hope of the dragon clan now was placed on His Majesty Zhulong.

If His Majesty Zhulong can defeat these two Demon Kings and Demon Emperors, then the dragon clan still has hope of continuing to survive.

His Majesty Zhulong, who Ao Hua had placed high hopes on, was also feeling very uncomfortable at this moment.

when!
A bell rang, and countless fluctuating times were immediately frozen. A looming dragon also stayed in the void. Taking advantage of this gap, a fist emitting endless divine fire smashed the dragon's head fiercely.

Another red essence wheel flew out and easily tied to the dragon's tail. No matter how the dragon swam, it could not break free from the restraint of this essence wheel.

Di Jun stood in the distance, holding the River Map and Luoshu in his hands. The black dots and white lines, the white dots and black lines blocked the void. The two continued to entangle, and finally turned into an extremely huge chessboard, encompassing the void.

This dragon is like a struggling insect on a chessboard, appearing so small and powerless when facing the oppression of an enormous giant.

Even though the chessboard kept repeating itself under a certain force, his fate had already been determined.

Zhulong roared, and the river of time began to reverse again. All things in the world began to retreat to their most primitive state, but a Minghuang colored treasure bell pressed down from the air, with an unimaginable weight. Even he, the Hunyuan Jinxian, was pressed down on the void.

"Taiyi!"

Taiyi wore a scarlet Taoist robe, with only a piece of Fusang wood holding his hair in place on his head. After achieving the status of Hunyuan Jinxian, he did not like to wear clothes like the emperor's robe, but instead preferred simple Taoist robes.

His eyes were as cold as black ice and his face was expressionless. Facing Zhulong's roar, Taiyi simply stretched out his hand again and pressed down on Zhulong.

Another heavy pressure came down, and with the Donghuang Bell watching him covetously, Zhulong felt very aggrieved.

The power of time, which was omnipotent in the past, seemed extremely powerless when facing this innate treasure. The magic power consumed to reverse time was hundreds of times higher than before.

(End of this chapter)