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

Chapter 440 Chaos in the Wilderness

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains!"

"I turn the world around, beating my drum and banging my gong."

In Lion Camel Ridge, the nineteenth generation Xiao Zuanfeng, wearing a golden robe and a black cloak, was beating the gong and patrolling the surroundings as usual. Everything was so peaceful.

"Boom!"

The sky cracked open, and the majestic Nantianmen appeared under the sky.

Above the white clouds, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals came down from heaven to the human world. Led by the great gods Nezha and Ju Lingshen of the Three Altars and Sea Assemblies, they charged straight over.

"My king, it's bad, the Heavenly Court is coming to kill us."

"Help! Damn Heaven, His Majesty the Demon King will avenge us."

The quiet and peaceful Lion Camel Ridge was suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blood and corpses, with broken limbs and countless big and small demons died one after another under the siege of the heavenly soldiers and generals, without any ability to resist.

That's right, the demon race has been declining in recent years. The green-haired lion monster, yellow-toothed old elephant, and big golden-winged eagle have returned to Buddhism, leaving only two or three big demons.

Now the Demon King of Lion Camel Ridge has only the cultivation level of an Immortal Golden Immortal. When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king. It is nothing more than that!
Emei Sect.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The rapid sound of bells resounded throughout the Golden Summit of Emei Mountain. Countless Emei disciples in white robes flew on their swords, like meteors, streaking across the sky.

In the square, the white-haired and white-bearded Taoist master Baimei woke up from his sleep, stretched himself, and said, "The Grandmaster ordered me to go down the mountain to exorcise demons and monsters."

"Here!"

All the disciples of the Emei sect, led by Li Yingqi, accepted the order and then went down the mountain with their entire sect.

In places like the Southern Continent and the Eastern Continent, the sects under the Human Sect and the Orthodox Sect, such as the Jinxia Sect, the Danding Sect, the Shushan Sect, the Emei Sect and other major sects in the world went down the mountains one after another to eliminate monsters.

The murderous aura that rose to the sky swept across the entire ancient land, dragons roamed the wasteland, and blood flowed for millions of miles.

……

Cangshan.

"I am back!"

Shen Yuanliang, who had traveled through the ancient world for tens of thousands of years, waved his sleeves and looked at the familiar human atmosphere at the foot of the mountain, feeling filled with emotion.

Over tens of thousands of years, Shen Yuanliang has traveled through dozens of divine dynasties and tens of thousands of immortal courts of the human race. He has seen the good in human nature, and also the darkness in human nature.
He once transformed into a scholar, traveled around the world, and even became the top scorer in the imperial examination. He once transformed into a traveling doctor, treating poor people, and even transformed into a sloppy Taoist who slayed demons and eliminated monsters.

"Experience and sink in the world, and also transcend in the world."

“Be indifferent in the midst of prosperity, be rich in simplicity. The world is actually a circle. No matter how far you go, you will eventually return to the starting point. The beginning is also the end.”

Thinking of the experiences over the years, a sense of vicissitudes appears in my eyes, which is the breath of years.

The sharp aura on his body disappeared without a trace at this moment. Even the Golden Immortal could not see anything wrong and thought that Shen Yuanliang was just an ordinary person.

"Da da!"

The sound of messy footsteps was heard, and soon, the figures of Li Wan'er, Huang Rong and others appeared in front of them, followed by seven little guys.

"Wan'er, Rong'er, Yuyan, Mochou, Yue'er."

With a smile, Shen Yuanliang took two or three steps forward and put his arm around Princess Weiyang who was rushing towards him. With her bun and red skirt, she was still as cute as ever. He pulled her little face and said, "After so many years, you still haven't grown up! Let me take a good look at you."

In an instant, Princess Jinyu, Princess Yunjin and Princess Weiyang hung on Shen Yuanliang like koalas, and the four little ones next to them were very envious.

They are boys, and the education they received since childhood has made them more mature. They are not like princesses who can show their temper.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Shen Yuanliang looked at the familiar figure beside him and asked, "How have you been these years?"

Under the lush fire jujube tree, Li Wan'er sat on a round stool, holding the white chess piece in her hand, and fought with Shen Yuanliang to a standstill. It seemed as if she wanted to vent the grievances of the years on the chessboard.

"Humph!"

Gently twisting the beautiful hair in front of her chest, Li Wan'er stared at the "unfaithful man" in front of her with a resentful look. It would be tens of thousands of years since she left.

Over the years, Li Wan'er has been extremely busy with the billions of people in the Divine Palace and the seven troublemakers at home. Fortunately, Huang Rong, Wang Yuyan, Li Mochou and Yao Yue have shared the burden.

Half an hour later, Li Wan'er put down the chess piece in her hand and said solemnly, "The lich has appeared, and the demon tribes on the border are ready to make a move."

"Even the ancient myriad races have taken action. According to a letter from the Feather Tribe, the myriad races have met in private and are preparing to implement a shocking conspiracy in the near future, and their target is our human race."

In the prehistoric time, the universe reshapes the Yuan Dynasty. The souls and bodies die, and many ancient and prehistoric powers whose true spirits are sleeping under the long river of fate return one by one.

Especially the two races of Lich and Warlock, their momentum is too huge and have the greatest impact on the human race.

A single move affects the entire body. As a member of the human race, the pressure of the human race is the pressure of the Divine Court. It is said that when the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Now Shen Yuanliang and Daqian Divine Court are the tall people.

"Don't worry about the ancient myriad races. They are all a bunch of outdated races. Without the protection of the destiny of heaven and earth, they can't go far."

"As for the demon race."

Turning the jade ring in his hand, Shen Yuanliang's eyes, like stars, glanced at the boundless starry sky and Uttarakuru.

“What a magnificent fortune!”

"As expected of the overlord of the ancient times, his background is profound."

The Canglong of Daqian Divine Court with millions of feet of luck is like an ant and an elephant compared to the luck of billions of feet. There is no comparison between the two. A terrifying pressure swept over.

Especially, he felt a hint of divine power from Di Jun.

Shen Yuanliang narrowed his eyes and said, "Above the Primordial Golden Immortal and below the Saint, they are called Sub-Sages."

If at this time, Di Jun obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, becoming a saint would not be a problem. Even if he did not have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it would only be a matter of time before he stepped into the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

After thinking for a while, Shen Yuanliang suppressed these worries in the deepest part of his heart, turned around and asked, "How far have you progressed in martial arts?"

"Have you been lazy these years? Especially you, Rong'er, don't focus on playing around, diligently practicing martial arts is the right path."

Hearing this, Huang Rong chuckled and no longer concealed her aura. A hint of cultivation comparable to the late Daluo Golden Immortal and the peak of the ninth realm of martial arts flashed across her.

Li Wan'er, Wang Yuyan and others followed closely behind, and their mighty aura shattered the white clouds in the sky. Among them, Li Wan'er's aura was the most powerful, comparable to that of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

"Good, good, good!" Feeling the aura rising to the sky in front of him, Shen Yuanliang clapped his hands and smiled: "One is at the tenth level of martial arts, and four are at the ninth level of martial arts."

"It seems that you have not been lazy over the years. Now the prehistoric world is full of dangers, and the witches and the demons are in a three-way competition. In this era when great power belongs to oneself, the force in your hands is the most important."

"Everything else is external. Don't put the cart before the horse."

(End of this chapter)