Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 147 The Qilin King is offline and the Supreme Demon King is online!
"Did I throw myself into a trap and burn everything just to sacrifice the most perfect version of myself?"

At this moment, the Qilin King's mentality completely collapsed, his eyes were dim, and he was filled with a gloomy will to die.

He let out a long and mournful scream, questioning and asking for an answer. He was also mocking himself. He could not escape the fate of a chess piece until his death:
"How can I, the Qilin King, be so virtuous and powerful as to allow you to join forces and bring me to this point?

Take away all my chance of survival and force me to such a dead end! "

Jieyin touched his nose and said with some embarrassment:

"Actually, I said this was all a coincidence and you brought it upon yourself. Do you believe it?"

"Why humiliate me like this again!"

The Qilin King was immediately furious, and using his supreme magic power, he launched an attack angrily, but was held down by "Jie Yin" Youyou with one finger.

Jie Yin sighed: "Although you can't accept it, this is the fact."

"It was you who coveted Zhen Yuanzi's body, spiritual treasures, and avenues, and forced me and the three gods Hongyun to stay."

"It was you who spied on time and deliberately suppressed Fuxi and Nuwa so that we could come together."

"It's you who turned your back on God, wanted to swallow up our Taoist fruits, and turned against us."

"It's all your fault...it's your own fault!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

The Qilin King roared and shattered time and space, reaching the extreme level of madness and violence.

But in the face of being in charge of the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation and borrowing a hint of Pangu's mighty power, he couldn't make any trouble.

He was easily suppressed with one finger!
"King Qilin, have a good trip."

There was a suona sound in the air, playing a sad and solemn song.

Pangu raised his palm and lightly touched it to King Qilin!
"Buzz!"

A strange and powerful law burst out, like a tide and a sea, with inexplicable power. It ignored his tyrannical body and washed into the sea of ​​​​Kilin King's consciousness, instantly annihilating all his consciousness.

Only a solitary body was left, floating casually in this time and space.

"When the body dies, the Tao becomes empty, and cause and effect disappear."

Jie Yin sighed and gave Qilin King a full stop that represented the end.

At this time, there was a sudden ripple in time and space, and a crystal black lotus squeezed out of the long river of time and landed in front of Jing Yin.

The lotus bloomed, and a demonic figure sat upright on the lotus platform. Before he could speak, he grinned at Jie Yin, obviously a little angry:
"Boy, you destroyed a good chess piece for me, ancestor!"

The demonic shadow is none other than Rahu who came here. After he arrived at Mount Buzhou, he followed the connection with his clone, forced his way back into the long river of time, and arrived at this time and space!
"The old ancestor's words are wrong."

Jie Yin shook his head, smiled, pointed at the remaining body of the Qilin King and said, "Aren't your chess pieces still here, intact?"

Hearing this, Luo Hu's pupils suddenly shrank: "Boy, what do you want to do again?"

"My inner demon, ancestor, you should have researched a lot of things, right?"

Jie Yin said very firmly, with a smile on his face and a calm tone, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

But Luo Hu felt a little scared when he was laughed at.

An understatement?
That stepping on the horse was the opportunity for Him to take the fourth step!
"It's strange, I can't see through this kid anymore!"

"If you continue to let him mess around like this, I'm afraid the whole prehistoric world will be over!"

When thinking of this, Luo Hu suddenly became depressed:

"Nah! Is he the Demon Ancestor, or am I the Demon Ancestor?"

At this time, Jieyin spoke again:

"Beyond the wild world, in the boundless chaos, there are three thousand chaotic demon gods who want to die, and the supreme demon king is born, the demon among demons, the most evil among evils!"

"It has supreme supernatural powers that can confuse the innate divine heart, seduce the innate divine soul, and prevent the innate divine from attaining enlightenment!

We are born to be mortal enemies of our innate holiness! "But the Qilin King's Twelve Ancestral Witches were defeated for a moment, and their minds were seduced by the Supreme Demon King. He became a demon with his spirit and lurked in the wilderness."

Later, he teamed up with Fengzu and Zulong to cause boundless catastrophe and bring disaster to billions of endless creatures in the ancient world..."

Finally, Jie Yin asked Luo Hu with a smile: "Ancestor, what do you think of this story?"

Luo Hu did not answer immediately, but took a deep look at Jie Yin and sighed:

"No wonder you kid can create this inner demon thing, your heart is really not that ordinary!
Not to mention Fuxi, Bai Ze and others, even my ancestor, I feel ashamed of you. "

Hearing these words, Hui Yin's smile suddenly stopped...

Damn, are you praising me or hurting me?

"Everything is for the ancestor's plan. It doesn't matter if Fuxi and Bai Ze get a little notoriety."

He said with a solemn look on his face.

That righteous and awe-inspiring gesture made Luo Hu feel a little...

and many more!

Who takes the blame?

After discovering Hua Dian, the corners of Luo Hu's mouth twitched involuntarily:

"Okay! Very thick-faced and very powerful!"

Although the story was very similar to an adaptation of a "realistic story", it was still rejected by Luo Hu:
"Although the inner demon has some miraculous qualities, the Qilin King is the third step of Da Luo's body, and he cannot control it at all."

He couldn't even do the simplest manipulation, let alone plan this shocking scam without hiding it from all the gods in the world.

However, Jie Yin looked at Luo Hui with a smile, motionless and did not answer a word.

It's normal that inner demons can't control the physical body of the Qilin King. Only those who can control them are ghosts, right?

Therefore, His target has never been the inner demon.

Under Jie Yin's gaze, Luo Hu seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly darkened:

"Are you going to let me, my ancestor, die personally?"

"This...why isn't it? Ahem!"

Jie Yin coughed twice, an abnormal flush appeared on his face, and coupled with the dancing movements, he looked like a sick fanatic:
"Ancestor, think about your Immortal Killing Formation. If a catastrophe occurs for the three clans, how much of the blood evil energy of the Great Luo Jinxian can it swallow?
By then, how powerful the Immortal Killing Sword Formation will be! "

"Not to mention mere Hongjun, even if Yangmei, Qiankun, Yinyang, and Upside Down were tied up, they wouldn't be enough for you to kill with one sword!"

"At that time, you bring boundless demonic power, gather together the general trend of heaven and earth in one fell swoop, take the fourth step of the Great Luo, and from then on become the supreme saint, overlooking all living beings, they are all ants!

How happy that is! "

"Today's condescension will be exchanged for the eternal advancement of the road in the future!"

“If you want to succeed, you must go crazy first and rush forward regardless of everything!”

"Sleep on the floor today, be the boss tomorrow!"

……

"stop!"

Luo Hu was dizzy from the noise, and the more he listened, the more reasonable he became.

Especially the last few slogans inexplicably added some motivation to His lazy body.

Why do you suddenly want to move?
"Ancestor, I agree to your story!"

Luo Hu stretched out his hand and pointed, and the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus rose into the sky, and instantly submerged into the body of the Qilin King, taking root in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the lotus root, the true spirit of the Qilin King has fallen into a deep sleep...

(End of this chapter)