The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

"Why do I feel that Emperor Xin is very familiar to me?"

In Huoyun Cave, Shen Yuanliang, who had returned, shook his sleeves and looked at Emperor Xin who had escaped from the prehistoric world. He was puzzled and said, "I seem to have seen him somewhere before."

But one is in ancient times and the other is in modern times, so there is no chance for the two to meet.

"Quack quack!"

At this moment, a strange cry sounded in Shen Yuanliang's ears. His thoughts were interrupted and he turned around to look. He saw Jin Yuanbao in a golden robe laughing loudly, and his cultivation of a Daluo Jinxian was fully revealed.

Patting Shen Yuanliang on the shoulder, Jin Yuanbao said proudly: "Now that I have broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm, the old guys in the clan must be very unhappy."

Jin Yuanbao, who loved business since childhood, did not accept the path arranged by the tribe. Instead, he left the tribe and ventured into the wild alone, and established the famous Jin Yuanbao Chamber of Commerce in the market.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.

Jin Yuanbao's eyes rolled around, ideas came to his mind instantly, and he was smiling and very happy.

At the same time, on the other side, the Ninth Young Master of the Da Kun Divine Court was gritting his teeth. His jade-like face looked like a demon crawling out of hell, extremely hideous.

"How can this be possible! How could he, the Green Emperor, have such an opportunity?"

"Daluo Jinxian, he has broken through to Daluo Jinxian in one fell swoop. How can we deal with him in the future? Should we ask the Queen Mother to help?"

"Damn it, the Emperor's daughter can only be mine."

In the Emperor's Tomb, the Ninth Prince passed the first level. However, on the ladder to heaven, under extreme pressure, he only climbed up eight thousand steps. Finally, he had to retreat and missed the next great opportunity.

He originally wanted to use the emperor's tomb to kill Shen Yuanliang, but he didn't expect that this trip would be safe.

That’s right, Emperor Xin of the human race was also the supreme emperor of the human race. How could the opportunities he left behind be filled with murderous intent?
Only with great luck and great perseverance can you get great opportunities!

……

In an unknown and unpredictable place, towering palaces float up and down. The three golden inscriptions of the Demon Master Palace are as dazzling as the sun, and the boundless chaos cannot obscure its brilliance.

Sitting upright on the cushion, the demon master Kunpeng, who had been silent for billions of years, slowly opened his eyes. As his eyes opened and closed, feng shui formations continued to emerge.

Boundless good fortune condensed, with two bodies, Kun and Peng, the demon master Kun Peng embarked on the way of Feng Shui. His level of Taoism increased rapidly, and his boundless momentum calmed the turbulent chaotic airflow.

"Emperor Xin." A murmur came, and the demon master Kunpeng sighed: "How difficult it is to become a saint? Can't we become a saint without the primordial purple energy?"

Thinking of the supreme power of Emperor Xin in ancient times, and the dim path to becoming a saint, the demon master Kunpeng had already made a choice in his heart. He gave up the Great Way of the Three Corpses and turned to the Way of Laws.

Use the principles of Feng Shui to achieve the status of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"when."

He casually struck the bronze bell, and invisible waves spread throughout the entire prehistoric world. Then the Demon Master Palace that had disappeared for countless epochs appeared in the North Sea, the place where the former Demon Master achieved enlightenment.

The demons living in Uttarakuru and the big demons struggling to survive in Jambu Continent, Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xiniu Hezhou packed up all their belongings and headed straight for the North Sea.

All of a sudden, hundreds of millions of demons gathered in the North Sea. Like in the past, the demon master Kunpeng began to lecture on Feng Shui. The melodious sound of the Tao made many great demons intoxicated.

Wuzhuang Temple.

"Di Xin."

Thinking of the amazing human emperor in ancient times, under the lush ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi shook the dust in his hands, pondered for a moment, and then instructed: "Clear wind, bright moon."

"Ancestor." Qingfeng and Mingyue, dressed as boys, showed up.

"Ten thousand years later, a human will pass by Wuzhuang Temple. Treat him with the Life Fruit. Do not neglect him."

After saying that, Zhen Yuanzi's figure flashed and appeared in the surging chaos. He then summoned the three corpses and merged them into his body one by one. His strength continued to decline from the peak of quasi-saint.

Late stage, middle stage, early stage, until the final Daluo Jinxian.

He then comprehended the way of earthly immortals, and turned to cultivate the laws of earth, wood, and so on, hoping to step into the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The boundless sea of ​​blood, the Styx sitting on the red lotus of karmic fire, in the underworld, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who vowed not to become a Buddha until hell is empty, the Tathagata Buddha of Mount Sumeru, the Candle Dragon in the depths of the East China Sea and other great supernatural beings have all turned to practice the way of laws.

At the same time, a number of divine temples headed by him appeared between heaven and earth. In the vast primitive land, divine temples stood in rows, and pillars of luck shot directly at Douniu.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, an unknown barren mountain.

"The human race is becoming more and more prosperous. We cannot allow the human race to continue to develop. Otherwise, where will our myriad races have a place to live in the future?"

A burly man was wrapped in a chaotic airflow all over his body, and his words revealed his fear and envy of the human race.

Think about how glorious their ancient tribes were in the past, fighting ferocious beasts and sealing the Beast King Shenni. Even the six great saints who are now so powerful in the ancient times were just ants.

Now the world has turned upside down, the six great saints are high above, indestructible, while the ancient races are constantly dying out, and now only a few hundred races can come.

"Emperor Xin will not rest in peace even after his death."

"As soon as the Emperor's Tomb was revealed, the human race gave birth to eighty-one Golden Immortals in an instant. Moreover, they are Daluo Golden Immortals with extremely high talents. If nothing is done about it, maybe a few more Primordial Golden Immortals will be born in the future."

When the current chief of the Winged Tribe, who has wings on his back, talked about this, envy, jealousy and hatred were evident in his eyes.

In the Battle of the Gods, not only did the human race suffer heavy losses, but their ancient tribes were also severely damaged. Under Emperor Xin's ruthless tactics, thousands of people from the ancient tribes perished.

The myriad races, which had finally recovered some of their vitality, were on the verge of extinction. The overwhelming hatred could not be washed away even if all the water in the Yellow River was poured out.

Optimus Prime of the Demonic Ape Clan said, "Now that the human race has the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors suppressing their luck, plus the protection of the saints, it is not easy to take action."

Another "person" shrouded in shadows took over the conversation and said, "The human race is a race that is good at internal fighting. We don't need to show up in person. We only need to secretly instigate the major gods, and the human race will collapse without a fight."

In order to deal with the human race and wash away the humiliation brought by Emperor Xin, all races tried various methods, but finally found that it was better to let them kill each other than to do it themselves.

"Okay, that's a good idea."

"Now is the Yun Dynasty Era. For the continuation of our race, we must follow the trend, establish the Divine Court, compete with the Divine Court of the human race, and seize the last opportunity of this era."

"The ancient times were the age of saints, the medieval times were the age of the human race, and this era is the age of prosperity for all races."

Inside the dim underground palace, many powerful men from all races were discussing the future way forward in full swing, as if this was the era of all races.

……

Great Zhou Divine Court.

King Wu Jifa, who had disappeared for a long time, sat on the dragon throne, overlooking the familiar faces below, then waved his hand, and a vast world appeared before his eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the civil and military ministers, countless elite divisions with powerful auras, full of iron and blood, emerged. (End of this chapter)