The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 3: Emergence
A continent hidden in the void.

This is a world of singing birds and blooming flowers, like a paradise, filled with all kinds of precious spiritual herbs.

There is a yard here, and in front of the yard is a piece of chaotic divine land.

All kinds of brilliant lights and fragments diffused out from the soil.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the Chaos Divine Soil exploded, and golden liquid splashed out at the same time.

A jade-white hand with distinct joints stretched out from the ground and grasped the ground tightly.

Then, a handsome young man crawled out.

"Brother Heng, is the dark turmoil over?" At this time, a steady voice came.

Zhong Heng lowered his eyes, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "It's over, but it seems like it didn't end for long."

"However, I feel that this era is suitable for me to practice. You can just stay in seclusion and come out in the future."

He doesn't know what era it is now.

However, he had a feeling that this era was very suitable for him to practice.

"Brother Heng, I want to go out and explore the world with you." After a long silence, Zhang Bairen said.

He was afraid that after this separation, they would never see each other again.

But Zhong Heng shook his head, his face solemn, and said: "This era is not suitable for you, and I have a feeling that if you are born, you will die."

As for why he felt this way, he couldn't explain it clearly.

There was silence for a long time, but Zhong Heng smiled and said easily: "What if I can become an immortal? When you reach the future, you may hear of my great name."

After hearing this, Zhang Bairen was silent for a long time.

Become an immortal?

What a desirable existence it is. Let alone becoming an immortal, even becoming an emperor is difficult.

In the last era, besides Emperor Huang Tian, ​​who else became an immortal?
Zhang Bairen is also very sensible and listens to Zhong Heng very much.

If I were to be born and somehow affect him, it would be more trouble than gain.

But I’m afraid I won’t see you again in the future.

So Zhang Bairen was very conflicted.

Finally he sighed and said, "I understand, Brother Heng."

He knew that if he woke up in the future, he would probably never see this person again.

Because after he woke up, he didn't know how much time had passed.

In this era, it is impossible to become an immortal. Even if Zhong Heng became an emperor, he would only live for tens of thousands of years.

However, he believed in his elder brother.

Countless years have passed, and the sky over the abandoned land has long since returned to normal, and the terrifying and oppressive pressure has long since disappeared.

Those Jedi, tiankeng, and the aftermath of the war should have also dissipated.

The formation inside the True Immortal Cave should be able to be activated by using some energy.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Zhong Heng used a lot of resources and his own divine power to activate a three-meter-sized black altar.

Dense patterns emerged around the altar, and then combined together to break the sky and construct a passage.

"Sure enough, countless years have passed, and the sky that could not be opened at the beginning can now be opened." Zhong Heng was happy, but also a little sad.

The sad thing is that after this separation, I don’t know when I will see Zhang Bairen again.

Maybe he will die outside, or maybe he will become a great sage and never be able to break through in his lifetime, and can only continue to seal himself until the time of Ye Fan.

It is more likely that he could become an emperor and come here to live in seclusion.

He stood on the formation, and the dense array patterns wrapped around him.

The moment he disappeared, Zhang Bairen spoke, saying excitedly and sadly: "Brother Heng, remember to come back to see me!"

"If you become the Supreme, please remember to show me the world!"

Zhong Heng used the formation of the True Immortal Cave to leave this chaotic divine land.

He didn't know where he would be teleported to.

Before leaving, he left the coordinates here.

Because this abandoned land is too mysterious.

There are many secret places that have not been explored.

On Feixian Star, in the Ten Thousand Mountains, a handsome man was sitting cross-legged in his own dojo.

The man was wearing a blue robe, with hazy runes and various fairy lights all over his body.

There is light blooming between his eyebrows, which seems to be in harmony with the Three Thousand Great Daos. He has an extraordinary physique and astonishing comprehension.

Next to him, there were all kinds of rare treasures, such as the Eight Treasures and magical medicines.

The Taoist palace in his body roared, and dense scripture fragments surrounded him, making him seem like the Immortal King of the Nine Heavens.

He kept forming seals with his hands, and densely packed transparent runes rippled like water waves.

The handsome man suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of solemnity and excitement appeared in his cold eyes.

"The enemy that Master mentioned, you finally showed up!"

"I want to see who has the ability to defeat those who practice karma and destiny?"

"I hope your strength can interest me."

The handsome man stood up and walked out of Feixian Star.

As long as one kills the destined enemy with one's own hands, one's own path will be free from the shackles.

"No matter what method I use, as long as I can kill you, it'll be fine!" The handsome man laughed grimly.

Because this destined enemy has almost become his inner demon.

Because he has a top-notch physique and possesses supreme inheritance. Who can stop him in this lower world?
But an old enemy appeared!
It made him very unhappy.

Ever since he accepted the inheritance, there has always been a voice in his heart.

That is to kill the great enemy of destiny.

The more you can’t kill, the crazier you become.

Killing him can free you from the shackles of fate and allow you to rise to the top.

The fateful urging had already made him irritable.

Now, he finally had that feeling of being guided.

It was a very wonderful feeling, hazy and ethereal, like the environment.

Once you really experience that feeling, it will disappear.

And once you ignore that feeling, it will appear.

This is very annoying.

The handsome man took out a green boat, carried a broken sword on his back, and crossed the starry sky.

Although he is only at the second level of immortality, he possesses countless treasures, enough to roam freely in the starry sky.

"I believe in fate, do you?"

Inside an ancient life star deep in the universe.

Deep in the Shiwan Mountains, there is a valley with thin smoke rising from it. A large tomb cracked open, and then a sound was heard, which was terrifying.

This is a tomb, but the soil is a rare holy soil in the world. A fat Taoist priest crawled out of the tomb.

"Boom!"

The moment the fat Taoist priest appeared, the sky and the earth exploded and a bolt of lightning fell.

The thunder directly struck the fat Taoist priest.

"what!"

The fat Taoist screamed, then raised his head angrily and cursed the heavens: "What's wrong with you? You struck me down just after I came out."

In response to him, several divine thunders fell.

Each divine thunder is no weaker than the immortal platform calamity.

The strong men of this world looked into the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains and were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Everyday Tribulation!"

"It's still a heavenly tribulation at the Immortal Stage. Hahahaha, a genius has also been born on my Qingling Star!"

In this world, no one can cultivate to the Xiantai realm because of the inheritance and the technique. On Qingling Star, the strongest technique is only the Dragon Transformation.

Therefore, if you want to cultivate to the Xiantai realm, you must create it yourself.

But what soon surprised people was that this catastrophe lasted for more than a month.

Cao Yusheng was dumbfounded. Is this a heavenly calamity?
The calamity lasted so long? And it was useless.

It was as if "God" disliked him.

However, many people saw Cao Yusheng and called him the Taoist who can cross the tribulation.

"Why on earth am I always struck by lightning?" Cao Yusheng's face looked extremely ugly, as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

He looked at his cracked hands, and the aura he exuded exuded an ancient charm.

Perhaps it was the third killing formation on his body, or maybe it was because of the technique he practiced?

He didn't understand it either, but the power of the heavenly calamity had been getting weaker and weaker recently, and it was probably about to end.

"Since the world calls me the Taoist who crosses the calamity, then I will use Crossing the calamity as my name!"

On the ancient star, near Mount Tai, the space was cracked and fragments of time seemed to be flying.

A man in a dark green robe stepped out into the air.

Zhong Heng looked at the world in front of him and found a high mountain next to him, towering into the outside world, like a pillar of heaven.

"Such a rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth." He felt it for a while and found that the laws of heaven and earth here were complete and the spiritual energy was rich.

It is a good place for cultivation.

"From the time I sealed myself off until now, I have never properly organized my own skills and cultivation."

“If you want to be the best, you have to find your own way, or even create your own system.”

Zhong Heng went into seclusion in the nearby mountains and set up three large killing formations. Even if a strong man from the Zhan Dao came, he would have to suffer a defeat.

His current realm is at the first level of the Immortal Stage, which is the level of a half-step powerful being.

Inside the cave, he sat cross-legged on a purple-gold cushion.

This is the Wudao Pu that he brought out from the True Immortal Cave.

Meditation there will help you practice the skills.

He had received inheritance in the True Immortal Tomb.

"Haoran Zhengqi Sutra, unfortunately, when I first practiced it, it made me go astray."

"The war that wiped out my clan caused endless hatred in my heart. I cultivated with hatred in my heart, and that's why I became a demon."

"In the desperate moment, I used the scriptures as the framework and the inner demon as the core, and directly transformed the Haoran Zhengqi Sutra into the Moqi Lingran Gong. The scriptures did not change, but the righteous energy turned into demonic energy."

Zhong Heng had a slightly wry smile on his face. He stretched out his right hand and a cloud of misty purple-black fog spread out, like a small snake.

Inside that black fog, there are dense rules and orders, as if there are little people wailing inside.

Zhong Heng took out all the True Immortal inheritance.

In addition to the Haoran Zhengqi Sutra, there are also various supernatural powers.

There are only a few kinds of magical powers at the True Immortal level.

Haoran Zhengqi Sword, Heaven and Earth Sword, Haoran Burning Mountain, Xiaoyao Body Skill, etc.
But unfortunately, he did not get any weapons left by the True Immortal, because when the True Immortal left behind, he left behind everything below the Great Emperor level.

Those supreme weapons, true immortal weapons, all followed him into battle.

That cave seemed to be just a secret place.

At the same time, there are various kinds of cultural and Taoist items.

For example, there is an old man in white standing in the school, and below him are thousands of disciples.

Just by looking at this painting, Zhong Heng couldn't bear the soaring righteousness.

But unfortunately, it is not an immortal weapon, but it is also at the level of a great sage.

There is also a sword, some talismans for escape, and some talismans for attack.

"Zhang Bairen can practice it, but I can't. It's really..." Zhong Heng smiled bitterly.

It’s obviously such a powerful technique.

He managed to cultivate it into a magic skill.

However, he has now also obtained the Immortal Sutra.

The inheritance of the quasi-immortal emperor!

A master from above.

The Immortal Sutra is his only capital to fight against the geniuses of the time.

"The inheritance of Immortal Haoran, a magic weapon snatched from an abandoned place, a technique to escape to the next level, 700,000 cultivation resources, and three medicinal herbs."

"The Immortal Sutra, and the self-created demonic energy"

"The means to save my life include the secret techniques brought from the True Immortal Cave, as well as various talismans and broken weapons."

Zhong Heng closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the Wudaopu, and sorted out his own Tao and Dharma bit by bit.

Looking inward, there are treasures everywhere in the sea of ​​​​wheels.

But his wheel sea is different from that of ordinary people.

He once used the limit of the Spirit Transformation Realm to fuse the Divine Bridge, but he did not expect to encounter a collision with the laws of the Dao in his body, thus causing severe damage.

Now, the divine bridge has been shattered and turned into pieces of law fragments, falling onto the sea.

The Divine Bridge merged with the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but it did not merge and turned into fragments.

"The Blood Moving Realm can still be improved, and it needs to be polished carefully."

He wanted to break the limit of moving blood, refine the skin, bones, tendons, and marrow.

Although he used countless resources in the True Immortal Tomb and pushed himself to the limit of 100,000 jin.

But the limit has not been broken yet, and 100,000 jin is not the upper limit.

He looked at the fragments of the divine bridge floating on the Sea of ​​Bitterness and fell into deep thought.

The fragments of the Divine Bridge are themselves the product of the laws of heaven and earth and one's own essence, energy and spirit.

"Except for the failure of the fusion of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and the Divine Bridge, the rest were successful."

"With my current strength, it is difficult for me to have an opponent in the same realm, and I have always been in the eight forbidden areas."

"Can I use the fragments of the divine bridge to impact the secrets in the body, break the acupuncture points of heaven and earth, draw the fire of the laws of heaven and earth, temper its meridians, and open up more than 700 acupuncture points in the human body?"

"Inject vitality into the more than thirty dead points, allowing it to achieve a state of yin-yang balance."

Zhong Heng was in seclusion, thinking about his future path.

But after much thought, it's only a prototype and it's completely unworkable right now.

It's just theory.

Because there are too few skills and experience.

Moreover, he did not receive the countless scriptures and countless ideas of this era.

If you want to perfect your path, you must read more scriptures, understand the truth of the world, and achieve nirvana in despair.

If he wanted to create his own Taoism, he had to start practicing again.

"What era is this timeline?"

Zhong Heng sighed.

He did not choose to go out and find out, but instead retreated to sort out everything he had.

During Zhong Heng's retreat, countless geniuses emerged in the universe.

Various divine bodies, holy sons, holy daughters, sons of gods and goddesses, and even the proud sons of heaven who have been sealed since ancient times.

During the great dark turmoil of that year, those powerful families were naturally able to avoid it.

But some of them did not enter the fairyland. Those who survived the Great Reckoning went to the fairyland with their offspring.

But it does not include the entire family.

“I can feel that this is the beginning of an era!”

Someone said this.

These proud young men are excited, thrilled, and their blood is boiling.

ps: The protagonist is a fusion of the ancient chaos method and the heaven-covering method, and will create a new system.

It’s hard to explain now, although it’s a bit watery, but it’s also a foreshadowing.

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