Chapter 207 Hou Yi Shoots Down the Sun and the Golden Crow Falls

Yingzhou Island, Yuhua Palace.

Seeing Hou Yi finally driven mad and started to hunt for the Golden Crow, Heng Ming smiled faintly and said, "Very good, since Hou Yi started shooting the sun, then the demon text should have appeared, otherwise Di Jun would have seen through it. How could the dispute start if Hou Yi couldn't shoot the sun?"

Heng Ming then ordered, "You Ying, Zhu Zhao, you must immediately start shaking the boundless starry sky. This must shake the entire heaven. Do not let Di Jun and his men discover what the Ten Golden Crows have done."

Hengming's words spread far into the boundless starry sky, and Taiyin Youying and Taiyang Zhuzhao had long since woken up from their retreat, standing on Taiyin Star and Taiyang Star, and hearing Hengming's voice, they solemnly said, "Disciple obeys!"

A moment later, Di Jun and his companions who were still gazing at the North Sea from afar suddenly felt that there was something strange happening in the boundless starry sky. They saw one star after another gradually lighting up, and the first to be affected were the Moon and the Sun.

In a place they could not see, countless starlight fell from the sky like rain, hitting the vast earth. Not only did it temporarily suppress the increasingly fierce fiery evil spirit, it also nourished the earth and stopped the damage to the earth, so that the Twelve Ancestral Witches could continue to enter the state of seclusion.

Di Jun saw the people on the two supreme stars at a glance, and couldn't help but sneered: "What do these two youngsters want to do? Don't they really think of themselves as the masters of all stars, and do evil on the Sun Star at will? It's really hateful!"

But Taiyin Youying and Taiyang Zhuzhao had Hengming backing them up, so he, the Sun Star God, naturally had to pretend that he didn't see it.

However, the unusual movement of thousands of stars also caused the Heavenly Palace to shake. Emperor Jun had to release the River Map and Luo Shu and set up the Hunyuan Heluo Formation to stabilize the changes in the Heavenly Palace.

It's just that the River Map and the Luo Shu formed the Hunyuan Heluo Formation, so Di Jun could not receive the warnings from these two spiritual treasures. But he didn't care much about it and continued to pay attention to the unusual movements in the North Sea.

The location of the Heavenly Palace is extremely special. It is the highest point in the prehistoric world. Whether going to the earth or the four seas, the time and distance required are the same. In the past, this was naturally a great advantage. After all, it could be used to take the lead in attacking and kill the enemy first to win.

But today, it has become a fatal shortcoming.

That is, if you don't deliberately look at the earth, you won't be able to see the changes happening on the earth at all, but several people ignored this point intentionally or unintentionally.

In the past, the witch clan used evil spirits to interfere with the demon clan's spying on the earth. Di Jun tried it several times in his early years and found that as long as he moved, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would be awakened and cast spells to stop the spying, so they were too lazy to pay attention to the changes on the earth.

North Underworld.

The Dharma image of Kunpeng has become increasingly huge over the past few hundred years, and the golden sea of ​​merit created by the ballad has also expanded accordingly, until finally, a huge roar spread throughout the entire North Sea: "Humanity is above all else. Today, I, Kunpeng, feel the difficulty of all sentient beings in the wilderness seeking the truth, so I have created a new character, named: demon! One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred demon characters can explain all the secrets and mysteries between heaven and earth. From now on, all sentient beings in the wilderness will have a written language to carry the truth, and the world will be united!"

Boom!

Kunpeng's words resounded throughout the ancient world like thunder. Countless living beings knelt on the ground, worshiping the great virtue of the North Sea Demon Master from afar.

Even great gods like Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, Minghe, Wangshu, and Fuxi stood up in the Taoist temple and bowed in the direction of the North Ming Sea.

No matter what Kunpeng's heart is, his creation of the demon text is a real achievement. It's not that no one has thought about simplifying the innate divine text, but the meaning contained in each innate divine text is deeper than the sea, higher than the sky, and thicker than the earth, and it is almost impossible to simplify it in the slightest.

Perhaps some great gods have accomplished the great task of simplifying the innate divine text, but they have not made it public and have only circulated it in a small range. Naturally, they are not as great as Kunpeng in publishing the demon text.

The golden sea of ​​merit in the sky roared, then fell towards the North Sea with great might, and finally all poured into Kunpeng's body.

If Kunpeng completely absorbs this golden sea of ​​merit, he may not be able to reach the status of a saint, but there will be no problem in giving him the status of a sub-saint.

In the prehistoric world, a saint can be on par with a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, while a sub-saint is higher than the peak of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian but lower than the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. He can be regarded as an alternative who is invincible under the saint and can survive in the hands of the saint.

If the ancient world is compared to a chessboard, all living things are chess pieces, and sages are chess players, then the sub-sage is the spectator. Although he cannot play chess, he is no longer a chess piece.

However, Kunpeng did not absorb it, but instead completely threw this golden sea of ​​merit into the human way. The long river of humanity shook slightly and immediately expanded several times. One section of the river was engraved with 129,600 demon characters.

As the long river of humanity flowed, these 129,600 demonic characters began to gradually spread across the long river of humanity, until they coexisted with it forever.

Kunpeng stood on an ice cliff, his eyes looking forward, seemingly gazing at the vast expanse of the North Sea, but in fact his gaze had already been looking at the long river of humanity in the void.

Looking at the coexistence of demonic writing and the long river of human nature, Kunpeng sighed: "After all, these are the words I created, and it is great to be able to coexist with them."

"Junior brother, you are wrong. I am afraid that this demon text will have to change its name in the future."

A smiling voice came from a distance. Kunpeng looked back and found a five-colored fairy deer carrying a young Taoist priest descending from the sky. Kunpeng immediately bowed and said, "Kunpeng greets Senior Brother Hengming. I did not come to greet you from afar. Please forgive me."

The person who came was Hengming, but there was nothing unusual during this trip, so naturally no one could discover him.

Heng Ming waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "My trip did not alarm anyone else, so Junior Brother does not need to bear the blame."

Seeing that Hengming did not blame him, and even hinted that the previous matter was also written off, Kunpeng was happy to pretend to be confused. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he asked, "Excuse me, Senior Brother, I wonder what the name change of Yaowen that you mentioned before is about?"

Heng Ming said with a smile: "Since you have made the right choice, I will not hide it from you. In a short time, the human race will suffer a great disaster, which will be caused by the witch and lich races. After the disaster, I am afraid that the human race will only regard the demon race as their lifelong enemy, and how can they be willing to use their writing? But Junior Brother can split an incarnation into the human race and create characters. In this way, you can hold the writing in your hands with justification."

Kunpeng suddenly realized and immediately bowed and said, "Junior brother, thank you for your help." Hengming stretched out his hand to help Kunpeng up and said with a smile, "This is not considered a help. Junior brother has been in charge of the River Map and Luoshu for a period of time. Do you have any ideas?"

Kunpeng was stunned after hearing this, but still said: "The River Map and Luo Shu are the ultimate treasures for deduction, and the Emperor Jun only uses them to set up the formation. It really makes these two treasures stained with dust and the pearls are cast into obscurity. Junior brother naturally wants to control them and let them shine again, but the River Map and Luo Shu are the companion spiritual treasures of Emperor Jun, and now they are even his life magic treasures, so it is really difficult to get them."

Heng Ming stretched out his hand and a talisman with strange runes appeared. He said, "After returning to Heaven, you can use the excuse that there are deficiencies in the demon text to borrow the River Map and Luo Shu. As long as you put this talisman on the River Map and Luo Shu, I guarantee that you will be able to control these two spiritual treasures in the future."

Kunpeng took the talisman and said solemnly: "Junior brother will not let you down."

Heng Ming said, "It's not for me, it's for yourself."

Kunpeng paused for a moment, nodded and said: "Junior brother will definitely get these two spiritual treasures."

Heng Ming smiled and said, "Since Junior Brother has made up his mind, Senior Brother will not disturb you any more. You can return to Heaven. Only then will the situation begin to unblock."

After saying this, Hengming disappeared without a trace along with the Five-Colored Deer, leaving only Kunpeng standing there with a determined look on his face.

"I would rather die than have my friend die. Your Majesty, I don't want to die yet. I can only ask you to die for me."

Having made up his mind, Kunpeng transformed himself into a golden-winged roc and rushed towards the sky, intending to return to heaven to complete his plan.

Di Jun and his companions naturally also heard Kunpeng's oath. Although Kunpeng was swearing to humanity, the vast golden sea of ​​merit was not false, so they were naturally delighted.

It should be noted that Kunpeng is still a demon master. With this golden sea of ​​merit, he can naturally use it to suppress the luck of the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, the Heavenly Court has gathered nearly one million races, and the specific number is so large that it is unimaginable. Although the gathered luck is huge, it is also very complicated. Even the innate treasure, the Donghuang Bell, finds it difficult to suppress it.

Merit is good at suppressing luck, and now there is as much as a sea of ​​it, so they are naturally very happy.

Emperor Jun said happily: "Come here, quickly prepare a banquet. The demon master has returned to heaven, and we must celebrate it well."

Donghuang Taiyi also said: "Hurry up and go to the South Heaven Gate to welcome the demon master back to heaven."

Changxi and Xihe on the side also had smiles on their faces, but Xihe's smile was filled with a hint of undying sadness.

For some reason, she always felt a sense of worry in her heart. Could it be that the yin and yang were not in balance and she needed to ask Di Jun to adjust them?

Jiuyang Mountain.

This mountain is not very eye-catching among the many sacred mountains in the ancient world. The only thing worth noting is that this mountain is shrouded in a hot air all year round.

If it were just ordinary heat, it would be fine, as there were races in the ancient world that pursued heat. However, the heat of this mountain was extremely strange. Not only did it kill all life, it also drove away the spiritual energy from the outside world. It could be said to be a place without spirits.

Without spiritual energy, one cannot practice cultivation, and without spiritual energy, there are no precious medicines. Naturally, many races will despise them and they will be unwilling to come here. Over time, a desolate land will be formed nearby.

But today, this strange mountain finally welcomed its long-lost guests.

"This seems to be the Extinction Divine Fire. Could it be that there is the Extinction Divine Fire in this mountain? No, it seems that it was only burned once by the Extinction Divine Fire, and some aura was left behind. No wonder it can drive away the spiritual energy."

The eldest prince casually found a cliff on Jiuyang Mountain to rest, while his nine brothers were flying and circling in the sky, unwilling to rest at all.

The eldest prince ignored them and looked at the hot air surrounding Jiuyang Mountain and recognized the source of this gas.

This divine fire of extinction is said to be flame, but in fact it is a variation of the power of extinction. It just uses fire as a carrier. In essence, it is very different from the divine fire.

However, this hot atmosphere also made the Tenth Prince feel very comfortable. Although there was no spiritual energy, the presence of the sun and starlight made up for this shortcoming. Perhaps he could use this place as a villa in the future.

Just as the eldest prince closed his eyes to rest, a wailing sound suddenly came from the sky. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that one of the nine suns in the sky had fallen. It was the second prince.

The elder brother, who also loved his younger brother, was pierced through the heart by a long snow-white arrow at this moment. He was about to struggle, but unexpectedly, the long arrow emitted waves of terrifying freezing power, which instantly froze the second prince's soul and spirit, cutting off all chances of survival.

The Golden Crow's true body only flapped its wings twice, and then turned into a meteor and fell towards the earth.

"So you all hid here. It's really easy for me to find you!"

A devilish voice sounded, and Chongjinwu turned his head to look, only to see a figure walking slowly towards him from a distance, holding a large silver bow in his hand. Noticing the gazes of the Jinwus, the figure smiled grimly, took out another snow-white long arrow, bent the bow, put the arrow on it, and aimed at the eldest prince from a distance.

(End of this chapter)