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

Chapter 439: The Lich is Born
The prehistoric era lasted for 129,600 years.

Ten thousand miles north of Qingdi City, a towering mountain stands between heaven and earth. The colorful innate spiritual energy swarms in like an inverted treasure bottle, creating a magnificent scene.

From time to time, cranes flew across the sky, bronze chariots swept over, or flying boats stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"Father, is this the Pingshan blessed land of the Ruthless Emperor? How magnificent!"

Coming down from the colorful auspicious clouds, Ye, dressed in red, had bright purple grape-like eyes, looking around like a lively butterfly, exuding a youthful and lively aura.

Ye Fan, who followed closely behind him, stood with his hands behind his back, his face very serious: "This is Pingshan blessed land, you are not allowed to be presumptuous!"

"Today is the celebration of Senior Ruthless's Quasi-Immortal Emperor. There are many people coming and going. Be careful. You are not young anymore. If you meet a suitable young talent, tell me."

Relying on his merits in conquering all over the world, Ye Fan brought his entire family to the prehistoric world and lived a very smooth life.

However, there was one thing that always lingered in his mind. Nearly 20,000 years had passed, and his daughter Ye Zi was no longer a child. However, she did not like any of the men introduced to her, which gave the old father Ye Fan a headache.

Hearing her father's chattering, Ye Zi quickly covered her ears to show that she didn't want to listen, but the figure of a man was reflected in her bright eyes.

Love at first sight is nothing more than that.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sky was spinning, shocking visions filled the entire sky, and the entire ancient world was boiling.

Deep in the boundless starry sky, the sun star shines brightly, and the bright and dazzling sun fire sweeps in all directions. Wisps of flames occasionally fall on the prehistoric land, forming another Flame Mountain.

"Wow!"

The deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Two three-legged golden crows, millions of feet long, soared under the starry sky. Their golden feathers shone brightly, bright and sacred!
The innate treasure Donghuang Bell then rang, and invisible waves spread across the starry sky, the earth, the four seas, and even the depths of chaos, announcing the return of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi who had "died" in ancient times.

Bai Ze, Fei Lian, Jiu Ying, Shang Yang, Ji Meng and other ten demon saints stood aside, and the mighty aura of quasi-saints illuminated the heavens.

After a moment, Emperor Jun, wearing a golden robe, holding the River Map and Luo Shu, declared to the prehistoric world: "Today, I, Emperor Jun, will re-establish the supreme heaven of the demon race in the northern Juluzhou and the prehistoric starry sky."

After he finished speaking, dozens of laws lingered around him, and an aura that seemed like that of a saint, but not a saint, spread out.

Time and space were shattered, the galaxy was reversed, the world seemed illusory in the bright eyes, light exclamations came one after another in the fairy mountain caves, and many people had murderous intent on their faces.

"Emperor of Heaven! Emperor of Heaven!"

"Demon King! Demon King!"

From south to north, from the starry sky to the land, countless demons waved their weapons and cheered: "The good days are finally coming."

With the support of the Demon King and the Eastern Emperor, will the human race still dare to bully them? Thinking back to these years, the human race slaughtered the demon race in the name of slaying demons and eliminating evil, causing the demons to live in misery.

The Heavenly Palace has been restored, and the hard times are finally over! Thinking of this, many demons turned the wild vegetables and rice balls in their hands upside down on the stone table.

Endless evil spirit covered the sky and the sun, and the entire ancient world was covered with black clouds. It was gloomy and stormy, and it was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

At the same time, in Uttarakuru.

Eleven evil spirits rising into the sky are like pillars of heaven, standing between heaven and earth. The power of the laws of time, space, gold, wood, water, fire and earth are manifested in the world.

"I, the ancestor of space, Dijiang, am back." "I, the ancestor of time, Zhu Jiuyin, am back."

"I, the Ancestral Water Witch, Gonggong, am back..."

One by one, burly figures several million feet tall revealed their true faces in the clouds. They were the eleven ancient witches who had died long ago, led by Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

Endless strong winds blew past him, yet it was like a breeze on his face. His body, which had been tempered by the turbid air of the earth, was indestructible. It was just a strong wind.

Even an innate spiritual treasure cannot hurt them at all, unless it is an innate supreme treasure or the witch-killing sword refined by the demon clan.

The three-legged golden crow, the luck of the demon clan, which is hundreds of millions of feet long, and "Pangu", the luck of the witch clan, are confronting each other, and neither is willing to give in. In the battle between witches and demons in ancient times, both sides were defeated, but neither of them accepted the defeat.

Deep in the underworld, near the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Hou Tu Niangniang looked at this scene with tears in her eyes and murmured, "Brothers, they are all alive, so good."

In the war between wizards and liches, both sides were losers. Hou Tu was the only one left of the Twelve Ancestral Wizards. For billions of years, this lonely figure sat motionless near the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk.

No matter how the world changes, it cannot attract the attention of Hou Tu Niangniang. Her memory always remains on the Battle of Buzhou Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the reborn lich. He frowned and a trace of displeasure appeared in his eyes: "Born from an egg and covered with fur and feathers, what qualifications do you have to establish the Heavenly Court?"

From the ancient times to the present, Yuanshi Tianzun has always had a disgusting and repulsive attitude towards the demon race.

If he had to choose between the Wu tribe and the demon tribe, Yuanshi Tianzun would definitely choose the Wu tribe. The slogan of slaying demons and eliminating evil was first proposed by the disciples of Yuxu Palace.

Thirty-three heavens, Daluo heaven.

"How brave!"

"The Demon Clan Heavenly Court, humph! There is only one Heavenly Court, how can there be a Demon Clan Heavenly Court?"

Haotian, sitting high on the throne, clenched his fists tightly, with a cold light in his bright eyes. A murderous aura spread throughout the heaven, and the gods were horrified.

My neck felt cold, as if a knife was cutting it.

"The Emperor of Heaven has ordered all the gods to descend to the mortal world to eliminate the demons and maintain peace in the three realms."

Taibai Jinxing shook the whisk in his hand and read out the will of Lord Haotian. For a moment, the whole heaven was in an uproar and everyone was talking about it.

"What should we do? This is a demon clan. Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were feared by the heavens and made great names for themselves in ancient times. How can we contend with them?"

"Each of the ten great demon saints is a quasi-saint. They have countless golden immortals under their command. Their demon soldiers and generals are like stars in the sky. Add to that the Zhoutian Xingdou formation. Who can be their opponent below a saint?"

"They are just a tribe of demons. What is there to be afraid of? With Your Majesty here, the sky won't fall!"

There cannot be two heavens between heaven and earth, one of them must fall. Although I knew that Lord Haotian would react, I didn't expect it to be so fierce, so I chose to confront the demon clan head-on.

The Eight Immortals of Shangdong Cave, the Giant Spirit, the God of Martial Arts and the God of Water, as well as other gods in heaven thought of the demon tribe in ancient times and were in a dilemma.

If you are ordered to exorcise demons, you might be slapped to death by a passing demon.

If they don't get rid of the monsters and choose to pretend to obey but actually disobey, the Lord of Heaven is not so easy to fool. Besides, who are they? They are the high and mighty gods, how could they be afraid of monsters?
(End of this chapter)