Chapter 237: The Infinite Demon Heads into the Primordial World

However, Yang Mei had dealt with Luohou before, and had long been wary of this treacherous, cunning, and lying Taoist friend.

Hearing Luohou's words, he thought he was deliberately trying to sow discord, and immediately said, "Even if Hengming is the half of the Fateful Demon God who survived, so what? You must know that I can transform so quickly because I have obtained a group of the origin of the Space Demon God that has not yet been transformed.

The same is true for the Qiankun Patriarch and the Five Elements Patriarch. They obtained the origin of the Qiankun Demon God and the Five Elements Demon God respectively, which made up for their Tao foundation in advance and appeared out of nowhere. Although I don't know Hongjun's background, it's roughly the same. As for the later generations, it's just nonsense. "

Nuwa also said: "This is true. The prehistoric world was created by Pangu and the three thousand demon gods. I was able to transform from the Yin God to the Creation God, which means I obtained the origin of the Creation Demon God. Fuxi also obtained the origin of the Eight Diagrams Demon God. Brother is the Destiny God, and he has no relationship with the Destiny Demon God."

Luohou Demon Shadow laughed loudly, and finally raised his chin slightly and said: "Whether what I said is right or wrong, you might as well ask Hengming."

Yang Mei and Nuwa turned their gaze back to Heng Ming, wanting to know his answer.

Heng Ming was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Yes, I am indeed a fateful demon god from the future. Luo Hou, the fact that you know my background means that you know something. If you tell me, I can allow you to use the luck of humanity to cover yourself up, and you can use your power freely in the prehistoric world."

When the sage speaks, the great way follows. Thunder rumbles in the void and humanity changes. In the darkness, a deity spontaneously evolves, named the Lord of Disasters.

However, Hengming used his own power of disaster to evolve a human god for Luohu, which allowed Luohu to use his own power at will, but also slightly restricted Luohu for blackmail.

As long as Hengming has a thought, this deity's throne will immediately dissipate, and Luohou will be exposed to the Heavenly Dao and hunted down by it. If a few more saints join forces to block him, no matter how many tricks Luohou has, he will not be able to escape the disaster of being eternally sealed.

However, Luohu Moying was not worried about this at all. After all, if he did something wrong, then one of the three would have to restrain him, and the remaining two would have to face the five saints. No matter from which perspective, Hengming would not be able to attack him now.

As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is often your opponent. As for Heng Ming, Luohou thinks he has a very clear understanding of him. He is a complete egoist. As long as he is doing well, he doesn't care even if the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

Therefore, even if Rahu destroyed the entire West, Hengming would strongly agree to Rahu joining the human race. There is no other reason, because only in this way can the benefits be maximized.

Facing the inquiring gazes of these people, Luohou Demon Shadow smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that. I am just a demon shadow. How many memories I can have depends on how much I give. I only have this question in my memory, but not its answer. Master Hengming, can you allow me to occupy this throne first and let me descend into the prehistoric world?"

Heng Ming's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes flickered. He immediately explored all of Luo Hou Mo Ying's memories and found that it was just as he said. He had no choice but to give up and nodded, saying, "You can go."

In front of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, all secrets are no longer secrets. If it is Zhi Luohou in person, Hengming may not be able to see anything, but if it is just a demonic shadow, even if he has an innate treasure, he cannot stop Hengming's investigation.

Unless an innate treasure transforms into a physical form, possesses a self, and becomes a cultivator, it is ultimately just an object. Even if it possesses the same power as a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, it can only be at the mercy of others.

The demon shadow of Luohu smiled wickedly, and instantly turned into a dark demon light and penetrated into the long river of humanity.

The long river of humanity rolled slightly, trying to struggle, but under the powerful suppression of Hengming, it could only allow the devil's shadow to enter it and dye a supreme god.

This deity was created by Hengming himself. He possesses authority in the human world second only to Hengming and Nuwa. Even if a mortal sits on it, he will have power comparable to that of a Daluo Jinxian.

After all, the long river of humanity was born not long ago, and the human race has just encountered a great catastrophe and suffered severe damage. It is already impressive that a god can possess such power. How can it be compared with the entire prehistoric world?

But Luohu wanted this god position not for gaining strength, but to have the qualifications to enter the prehistoric world with dignity.

Seeing that the throne gradually turned into a pitch-black color, the three of them were silent for a long time. Finally, it was Nuwa who broke the silence and asked, "Brother, are you really from the so-called afterlife? Is the scenery of the afterlife the same as the prehistoric world?"

Heng Ming shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know if that is the afterlife of the prehistoric world, but I have certainly heard of the legends of Nuwa creating humans and mending the sky, as well as the legends of Yangmei the Great Immortal, Hongjun the Taoist Ancestor, Luohou the Demon Ancestor, the fierce beast calamity, the dragon and phoenix calamity, and the battle between Taoism and demons."

Hengming then told him everything he knew, including the reasons for what happened afterwards.

He did not think that these were some kind of ultimate secrets. What could truly control everything was power, not the ability to foresee the future.

Everything can be faked, but cultivation cannot be faked, and neither can everything you have experienced.

What's more, compared with Su Heng's memories of just over twenty years, everything Heng Ming is experiencing now can be called vast and magnificent. Compared with the present, the memories of the previous life are just a drop of water in the ocean.

When the two collide, the water droplets can only merge into the sea, and finally disappear silently and without a trace. How can they overturn the entire sea?
When Nuwa and Yang Mei learned about these later legends, they were finally a little surprised.

“Although there are some slight differences, the overall situation is pretty much the same.”

Nuwa frowned.

The plan to repair the sky was also part of the grand plan they had formulated, which was to overthrow Buzhou and further reduce the control of Heaven over the prehistoric world. They could also use the power of the backflow of the Celestial River to eliminate some races that did not meet their wishes.

But Yang Mei seemed much more high-spirited, laughing and saying, "No matter which future era you came from, you have spread this legend very well, 'A free and easy tree, achieved enlightenment before the Taoist master; the two fought to be stronger, with thousands of branches and trunks locking the spirit; the Taoist master admitted defeat and asked about the origin, and laughed and said it was a hollow willow tree.' It is really well written!"

Seeing the proud look on the face of Patriarch Yangmei, Hengming and Nuwa smiled at each other, with a vague guess in their hearts. Perhaps the two Patriarchs had just competed again after they became enlightened, but Patriarch Yangmei probably lost, otherwise he would not be so proud after hearing the legend in later generations that he defeated Hongjun so badly that even Hongjun used up all his spiritual treasures.

But this is not surprising. After all, Hongjun has countless spiritual treasures, and he even has three innate treasures. Except for the Chaos Bell, I am afraid that all the other innate treasures in the prehistoric world are in Hongjun's hands.

There were even more leader-level innate spiritual treasures. After accepting him as a disciple, Hongjun bestowed him with seven leader-level innate spiritual treasures in succession, and finally placed another one on the Fenbao Rock.

There are three innate treasures plus eight leader-level innate spiritual treasures, and the Heavenly Book is suspected to be in Hongjun's hands. In addition, there is the acquired merit treasure of Tiandi Xuanmen. With so many treasures on him, if he still cannot defeat a strong man of the same level, Hongjun, as the Taoist Ancestor, is a complete failure.

But neither Yang Mei nor Nuwa took the news too seriously.

It's very simple. What if the eternal destiny comes from the afterlife? The past has stagnated, the future is still being created, and now it is in their hands.

Everything is because of strength. Because they are so powerful, even the Great Dao cannot destroy them, so they are so confident. Even though they know about the so-called future generations, and even that they have a great connection with the ancient times, they still seem so careless.

They are confident that even if everything goes wrong, they will be able to turn the tide.

Just as the few of them were talking, in the chaos outside the prehistoric world, bursts of laughter and joy suddenly emerged, demonic energy surged out of the universe, and countless demons appeared and disappeared, roaring and screaming.

There are inner demons, heavenly demons, earthly demons, human demons, water demons, fire demons, poison demons, wind demons, yin demons, yang demons, eight trigrams demons, and heaven and earth demons. Endless demons appeared, and above these demons were precious chariots carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes.

In each of the chariots sat a Daluo-level demon. At a glance, there were almost a thousand of them, densely packed and terrifying. Each demon carried boundless evil spirit, and no one knew how many sins they had committed.

Above these precious chariots, palaces appeared, about a thousand feet high, with bricks made of gold and jade, wood covered with jade, and tiles made of colored glaze. They were crystal clear and dazzling, with an air of immortality. Not only did they not have any demonic aura, but they were instead as ethereal and sacred as fairy palaces.

There were streams of essence coming out from it that soared into the sky, and an immense aura was released, which vibrated demonic energy thousands of miles away. Its momentum was enough to rival that of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

These palaces were floating in the demonic energy, but at a glance there were nearly a dozen of them, and it was unknown whether there were more palaces inside.

So many demons approaching the prehistoric world have already aroused the vigilance of some great gods.

Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Xumi Mountain and Jin'ao Island burst out with supreme momentum. Among them, the momentum on Jin'ao Island was the most fierce, and even carried a hint of murderous aura.

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

Patriarch Tongtian sat cross-legged on the green lotus. His holy eyes saw the countless ferocious and roaring demons and he immediately realized that these were the people of the demon world. Otherwise, with the current situation in the prehistoric world where immortals were in power, there would be no room for so many demons to exist in the world.

Apart from the demon world located near the prehistoric world, where else can there be so many demons?

There is only one person who can bring so many Hunyuan Demons and Daluo Demons to the prehistoric world!
"Rahu..."

Master Tongtian muttered this name to himself, and the Qingping Sword hanging on the Biyou Palace made a slight sound. Then it turned into a ray of clear light, and the next moment it rushed out of the prehistoric world and slashed towards the countless demons.

The saint's move was extraordinary. A boundless sword light surged out, instantly blocking infinite time and space. The constantly surging chaotic energy was also suppressed by the sword light, and countless demons advancing towards the prehistoric world were forced to stop.

In that endless demonic energy, from the Great Demon Hunyuan to ordinary demons, everyone felt uneasy, as if their lives would be killed by the sword light in the next moment, and they could not stop it.

When the sword light transformed from the Qingping Sword approached these demons, it instantly turned into thousands of threads of varying sizes, but each sword light was enough to kill a demon.

Those below the level of a saint are all ants. Even a Hunyuan Golden Immortal would find it difficult to withstand a blow.

At this critical moment, a black lotus suddenly jumped out of the chaos and instantly blossomed into 108 petals, with twelve petals blooming. Black gas burst out into the sky, carrying a trace of destructive power, and blocked the endless sword rain.

It was the twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction.

At this time, as the lotus blossomed, countless innate demonic energy spread everywhere, evolving into countless demon heads, fully performing the magic of destruction. Countless demon heads smiled cunningly, holding a ray of sword light and began to bite continuously.

Master Tongtian frowned slightly, but finally called back the Qingping Sword.

In just a few moments, a black mark suddenly appeared on the originally clear and bright Qingping Sword, as well as countless scratches from sharp claws, which were obviously caused by those demons just now.

"Sure enough, this is Luohou casting the spell himself. Luohou actually wants to come to the prehistoric world in person and even lead countless demons in. Why hasn't the Heavenly Dao killed these demons in time!"

Master Tongtian felt heavy in his heart. Among the seven saints in the world, he was the only one who hated Luohou the most. Apart from those demons, even his innate treasure, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, was forged by Luohou himself.

(End of this chapter)