Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

The way of cultivation of the monster race will be extinct?

Xu Cheng's words made the complexions of several people from the monster race in the hall change.

Although the monster race is not as prosperous as the human race, the monster race is more powerful after the blood power of the race is awakened.

The inheritance of the Yaozu is long, and it is still above the human race.

Many cultivation methods of the human race are copied from the monster race.

But at this time, Xu Cheng said that the cultivation methods of the monster clan will destroy the clan.

I can't believe it, but I can't believe it.

The one who said this was the Heavenly Master Palace, who taught the Heavenly Master, an omnipotent existence in the eyes of everyone.

"The situation of the Jiaolong clan at this time is a clear proof."

Xu Cheng spoke lightly.

His words made Ao Xue's eyes dim, and the others were shocked.

There was a change in the dragon clan, and the power of the blood was immediately affected.

Tianshi said that the problem of Yaozu's practice lies in this point.

Moreover, the cultivation of the power of the bloodlines seeks to return to the ancestors.

This is not friendly to most Yaozu races.

If he doesn't have a bloodline that can be traced back for a long time, and he doesn't have a strong enough bloodline, no matter how good his talent is, he has no chance of going far on the road of cultivation.

"Even so, the monster race has practiced for countless thousands of years, so they won't be exterminated?" Lin Chongsheng asked softly, frowning.

The bloodline cultivation method has been passed down for countless thousands of years, and the monster race has not weakened much.

This kind of practice method will be passed on for countless thousands of years, and I believe that the Yaozu will be fine.

It's not just him who thinks this way, Fenghuang and others also have this idea.

"Well, Tianshi, are you thinking too far?" Jin Dahao muttered.

He only had a relationship with Little Red Bird.

He also planned to let the blood that the little red bird conceived for him in the future inherit the blood of the monster clan.

The blood of the little red bird is extremely noble.

"Om—"

In Xu Cheng's palm,

A group of golden flames rose.

As soon as the flame came out, the bodies of Fenghuang, Lin Chongsheng and others trembled.

"Blaze of Hate!"

"Elder Donghuang——"

Both Lin Chongsheng and Fenghuang froze.

"I got this flame from the demon."

"You should know what that means."

Xu Cheng's eyes revealed depth, and he said in a deep voice: "If that person falls into the abyss, it will not be difficult to pull all the monsters into it."

"At that time, there will be only monsters in the world, and no monster races."

There are only monsters in the world, not monster races.

Above the main hall, there was silence.

The monster clans have all fallen into the abyss, even if there is still inheritance, they cannot be counted as monster clans.

There is no difference between extermination and genocide.

"Master, when you say that the bloodlines of the monster race and the human race are fused, don't you mean that the bloodline of the monster race is cut off?" Fenghuang frowned and asked in a low voice.

Falling into the abyss is regarded as extinction, but if it is combined with the blood of the human race, the monster race will no longer be pure.

In this way, the Yaozu can't be regarded as the Yaozu.

"Hehe, do you still remember the Great Wilderness Monster Race?"

Xu Cheng smiled and said.

The relationship between the Great Wild Monster Race and the Human Race in the Ancestral Realm is not harmonious.

But after Xu Cheng used the blood pill to transform countless half-demons with the blood of the demon race, and entered the demon race, there was no big gap between the demon race and the human race in the wilderness.

"As long as the power is awakened, you can choose to be a monster or a man."

"If you don't practice until your power is awakened, it's better to be a human than to be a demon."

Xu Cheng said softly.

To awaken the power of the bloodline, one must at least reach the Primordial Realm.

It will take hundreds of years for most of the human race to cultivate to the Yuan Dynasty.

And it will take longer for the Yaozu to cultivate to the Yuan Dynasty.

Especially for some monsters of the wood race, the practice time is measured in tens of thousands of years.

If the blood of the monster race and the human race can be fused, it is true that they can get more opportunities to practice.

"If the power of the bloodline can be continuously awakened, then take the road of bloodline improvement."

"If the power of the bloodline is not strong, it is not too bad to follow the path of human cultivation."

Xu Cheng spoke again.

"Tianshi, are you planning for a rainy day?" Ao Xue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

"Are you afraid that something will happen to those monster clans in the depths of the void battlefield, and the monster clans from all sides will lose their practice direction?"

Although it will take ten thousand years for the Void Battlefield to reach here, an accident in the depths of the Void Battlefield is already in sight.

The accident of the Tianzun of the Jiaolong Clan is just the beginning.

In the future, the strong men of other races will either fall, fall into the abyss, or leave this cosmic world directly.

The monster clan scattered in the void will cause great trouble.

The best way is to change the practice method to minimize the influence of the depths of the void battlefield on the monster races of all parties.

Fenghuang and the others nodded slightly.

There is no way around this.

Behind Xu Cheng, phantoms floated.

Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"This is the practice method of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. What they have inherited is the practice method common to the human race and the monster race in ancient times."

In the hands of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, streaks of golden light turned into light curtains and descended.

What appeared in the light curtain was the age of gods and demons in ancient times. The human race and the monster race continued to improve their own strength and use the power of heaven.

Xu Cheng raised his hand again, and a jade slip appeared in front of him.

"This is the method of beheading three corpses and becoming enlightened."

He glanced at everyone below.

"What I am practicing now is this method of enlightenment."

"Behead the three corpses and become holy immediately."

Instant sanctification!

There really is such a method in the world!

Xie Qinghai opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

If this method is easy to practice, Xu Cheng won't show it sooner.

"I left this inheritance so that if you are in danger of extinction one day, you can use this method to replace the robbery."

Xu Cheng put the jade slips on the long table in front of him, and then said lightly: "The inheritance of my Tianshi Palace is probably all of these."

All the inheritance of Tianshi Palace.

With a solemn expression on Fenghuang's face, he looked at Xu Cheng, bowed and said, "Master, where are you going?"

Xu Cheng is obviously explaining everything now.

They had never seen Xu Cheng so solemn.

As if, he might never come back.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like if the Tianshi Palace didn't have the head teacher.

"Hehe, it's just a little dangerous."

Xu Cheng waved his hand and smiled lightly.

"Keep the Tianshi Palace well, I will return soon."

When Xu Cheng's voice fell, he had disappeared in the same place.

In the hall, everyone looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"Don't look, let's do our own thing." Xie Qinghai waved his hand, stretched out his hand and led Ao Xue into the beam of light in front of him.

"What I'm talking about is that the task of the big guy is not light." Jin Dahao straightened his clothes, and an endless light flashed on his face.

Fenghuang and the others also turned around and left the hall.

But for a moment, in the hall, there was only a piece of jade slip intertwined with spiritual light.

—————

When Xu Cheng reappeared, he was already in the void, and after a little identification of the direction, he fled towards the City of Myriad Tribulations.

Myriad Tribulation City is now the place where the various branches of the Great Xia gather.

His escape speed was extremely fast, but within a few days, he had already traveled a hundred thousand miles outside the city of Wanjie.

"Who is it? Outside the city of ten thousand catastrophes, you must not escape from the sky!"

With a loud shout, a group of golden armored generals stood in front, blocking Xu Cheng's way.

"Marquis of Eastern Zhou?"

The middle-aged scribe who was wearing a green robe looked at Xu Cheng with a different expression.

"Hehe, it's really the Marquis of Eastern Zhou."

"Where do we never meet in life..."

Seeing that Xu Cheng's face remained unchanged, the green-robed scribe snorted coldly and said, "At the time when my hundreds of thousands of troops were dispersed by you, it seems that you don't remember anything."

Hundreds of thousands of troops?

Xu Cheng's eyes fell on the scholar on the opposite side, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Wu Qingyuan?"

This person is not Wu Qingyuan who took away Kunning Duke's army back then, but was blown away by Xu Cheng in the end.

It's just that Xu Cheng has never seen this Wu Qingyuan.

Little people, why bother to pay attention.

"Hehe, it's an honor for the Marquis of Eastern Zhou to still know my name." Wu Qingyuan sneered, and swept his sleeves: "I don't welcome you in Wanjie City."

As soon as he finished speaking, the weapon in the palm of the Golden Armored General behind him was already pointing at Xu Cheng.

The group of soldiers dispersed and formed a battle formation.

Xu Cheng squinted his eyes, and said lightly: "Can you represent Wanjie City?"

"Young Master Qingyuan is the seventh son of My Thousand Tribulation City. His words represent Wan Jie City." The golden armored general raised his spear in his hand and shouted: "If you don't leave quickly, this general will take you down."

There was a trace of coldness on Xu Cheng's face.

He has no interest in entangled with these people.

"Master—"

At this moment, a loud voice came from the direction of Wanjie City.

Several golden lights flew down.

Wu Yan, who was wearing a golden gown, and her younger sister, Wu Yu, who was wearing a long pink dress, looked excited and bowed down.

"Disciple Wu Yan, Wu Yu, pay respects to Master."

Master!

Hearing what the two of them said, the complexion of the group of golden armored soldiers changed drastically.

It's not because of anything else, just because of these two people, one is the Lord of Wanjie City, and the other is the Deputy Lord of Wanjie City!

The city lord Wu Yan is not only young and promising, but also has a strong self-cultivation. Most importantly, he is the righteous son of Wu Yuan, the Great Xia God of War.

The God of War Wu Yuan has returned to gather the remaining veins of the Great Xia in this world. His identity is an existence that surpasses all others.

The God of War doesn't care about things, all things in Wanjie City are determined by the city lord Wu Yan and the deputy city lord Wu Yu.

Over the years, Wanjie City has continued to expand under the control of the city lord and God of War.

Great Xia revival is expected.

If Daxia is really restored to the country, then the city lord Wu Yan will be the Emperor of Daxia!

"My lord, master..." The golden armored general couldn't hold the spear in his hand and fell to the ground.

"Let's go." Xu Cheng waved his hand, making Wu Yan and Wu Yu stand up.

Wu Yan nodded, and said in a low voice: "Master, foster father is already waiting in the main hall."

After speaking, he raised his hand and asked Xu Cheng to set up the golden light and fly to the city of ten thousand robberies.

From the beginning to the end, no one looked directly at Wu Qingyuan who was trembling all over.

Whether it is Xu Cheng or Wu Yan, their strength and background are already unattainable.

There is no need to care about a clown like Wu Qingyuan.

Why would the mad dragon care about the ant's provocation?

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing into the City of Myriad Tribulations, and rewarding the ancient inheritance, "The Method of Ascension to the Heaven of Myriad Tribulations."

When Xu Cheng fell onto the overlapping towers, a system notification sounded.

It had been a long time since he had rewarded a strong enough skill, so Xu Cheng was going to have time to study this set of skills to ascend to heaven.

When they arrived at the Great Hall of Wanjie City, Wu Yuan stood there in a golden armor.

"Wu Yan, this is my natal beast, Lieyang Golden Crow."

Wu Yuan raised his hand, and a vigorous golden crow flew into the air.

"He is already a third-level combat power of the emperor's realm. Unless he meets a strong man who has condensed the emperor's scenery, otherwise, there are not many emperors in the world who can defeat him."

Wu Yuan looked at the Lieyang Jinwu, and said in a low voice, "Luo Tong, I will entrust my adopted son and inheritance to you to protect from now on."

The Lieyang Golden Crow flapped its wings, wailed a few times, and landed on Wu Yan's shoulder.

Wu Yan and Wu Yu looked at Wu Yuan and Xu Cheng with serious expressions on their faces.

"Father, Master, where are you going?"

Wu Yuan actually left behind the Golden Crow to guard him, obviously he was uncertain about his return date.

Even, this matter will be dangerous.

If it wasn't for the danger, he wouldn't have kept the Golden Crow, let alone invite Master to accompany him.

Wu Yu and Wu Yan knew about the tyrannical fighting power of the Heavenly Masters in charge of the Heavenly Master Palace.

"Some things are not up to you little fellows to worry about."

Wu Yuan waved his hand, then looked at Xu Chengdao: "Brother Xu, Han Changgeng is already waiting for us."

Han Changgeng, the name of Emperor Dayu.

It was only with Wu Yuan's status that he would call Emperor Daxia by his first name.

Xu Cheng nodded, and the two of them turned into streamers and went away with a movement.

In the main hall, Wu Yan and Wu Yu had serious expressions on their faces.

"Even Emperor Dayu is together, where are the adoptive father and the others going..."

Wu Yu spoke in a low voice.

Wu Yan shook his head, and reached out to caress the Lieyang Golden Crow on his shoulder.

At this time, what they have to do is not to pursue the God of War where they are going, but to guard their homeland.

...

Flying through the void for millions of miles, Xu Cheng and Wu Yuan froze.

In front, an old man in a golden robe stood there with his hands behind his back.

"His Majesty."

Xu Cheng arched his hands.

The person in front of him is Emperor Dayu.

"Brother Han, we should work together in the future."

Wu Yuan looked at Emperor Dayu and said aloud.

"Yes, whether it is Dayu or Daxia, they are the foundation of my human race." Emperor Dayu nodded and said in a deep voice.

The three of them met, Xu Cheng raised his hand, and a green wood-colored boat appeared.

The speed of this small boat was extremely fast, carrying the three of them flying away into the void.

"In ancient times, it was rumored that my Jinwu clan was originally the source of all fires, the existence that controls the fire source in the world."

On the green wooden boat, Wu Yuan spoke in a low voice.

"Later, great powers from all walks of life came to our Golden Crow Clan and invited the ancestors to sit in town."

"With my Golden Crow clan in charge, the race can be more prosperous."

Lieyang Golden Crow not only has the power of rising flames, but also has endless heat and the power to grow all things.

Xu Cheng, who had studied Lieyang Golden Crow, did not doubt what Wu Yuan said.

"In ancient times, thirty-six Lieyang Golden Crows were raised in the divine court, which is the most prosperous in the world."

"There are rumors in the world that when the divine court fell, a great demon tore up the sky with his bare hands and shot and killed the nine-headed Golden Crow."

"What we are going to is the place where the nine-headed Golden Crow fell."

"Whether it's the remains of the nine ancestors, or the artifact arrows that contain the power of gods and demons, they are all treasures."

Wu Yuan's archery skills are extremely superb.

If he could have an artifact-level long arrow in his hand, his combat power could be increased countless times.

"I don't know whether the legends in ancient times are true or not. My Dayu's rumors are that the ten suns shine in the sky, and the descendants of the Great God shoot the sun with a bow." The Emperor Dayu who was sitting on the other side said in a deep voice.

Xu Cheng shook his head and said: "The truth of the ancient things is no longer known, and we are powerless to pursue the truth."

Speaking of this, he chuckled lightly and said, "Even knowing the truth is of no use to us."

"It's still the skeleton of the Lieyang Golden Crow, and the long arrow that can shoot the sun is the real treasure."

He looked at Wu Yuan and Emperor Dayu, and said in a low voice, "If I can get the nine-headed Golden Crow skeleton, I am sure to refine a powerful artifact."

Wu Yuan and Emperor Dayu nodded. Just as they were about to speak, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Grand Sage Demon!"

In the void in front of him, endless demonic energy rose, and figures floated from the sky.