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　　 The Great Hall of the Imperial City of Chu. At this time, the entire hall was replaced with a blue and black color, and all the lights were removed, making it extremely dim.

　　 A row of bronze warlords stood under the nine-story high platform, isolating the emperor above it from below.

　　 "Shadow Demon Venerable, it's time to benefit now, isn't it too early?"

　　 Ji Chongxuan, who was sitting in the dragon chair, chuckled lightly and spoke indifferently.

　　 The illusory figure swayed slightly, her figure transformed and moved forward.

　　 "Yingshen, do you want to repay the bill?"

　　 Ji Chongxuan stood up and walked to the white jade railing in front of the high platform and said: "Zhongzhou three points, the power of the earth veins that I can inspire is only one-third, even if I release the suppressed magic repair, it can only be less than 10%."

　　 "That's easy, I'll kill Ji Chongwu and Ji and reiterate those two idiots for you." Shadow Demon Lord's voice was erratic, seemingly without any emotion.

　　 "Hehe, this matter needs me to go personally, otherwise they will be dead in vain, and it seems that my throne name is not righteous." Ji Chongxuan waved his hand, and then looked at Shadow Demon Venerable.

　　 "I can now stimulate the power of the earth veins that I can control, and release the 10% suppressed demon cultivation, but I need the demon lord you to do one thing."

　　 Ji Chongxuan showed a solemn color on his face, and whispered: "The jade seal passed down from the ancient times was taken away by Ji Zishu, I want you to bring people back with Yuxi."

　　 "It's the one imitation of the seal of mountains and rivers..." The Shadow Demon Sovereign was taken aback, then nodded and said: "Okay, you release the suppressed Demon Cultivation of my Demon Gate, and this deity will bring things back for you."

　　 Ji Chongxuan showed joy on his face, laughed, and sat back on the dragon chair.

　　 A hint of aura intertwined with black and golden flashed on his body, and then the aura flashed out with his hands and disappeared on the ground.

　　 "It's done." Ji Zhongxuan said lightly.

　　 Shadow Demon Lord laughed and bowed to Ji Chongxuan and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, this deity will go to Xijiang."

After 　　 finished speaking, his figure disappeared quietly.

　　 Ji Chongxuan looked at the place where he disappeared and snorted softly.

　　 "Wait for my army of one hundred thousand bronze puppets to come to the imperial city, to wipe out the rebellion, to inspire the power of the whole earth vein, to enjoy the ten thousand years of life, and then to care about you..."

　　……

　　 Xu Cheng, who was far away in Xijiang, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

　　 "It seems that the **** of heaven and earth has weakened?"

　　 Zi Yi perceives the changes around his body, whispering.

　　 Xu Cheng nodded.

　　 This is the Tianxuan Fengzhen Great Formation has changed again.

　　 I just don’t know what consequences this change will bring.

　　 He narrowed his eyes and looked towards Zhongzhou.

　　 "Magic Qi..."

　　 Xu Cheng frowned and said in a low voice.

　　 In his perception, hundreds of demonic energy rose from everywhere.

　　 Some of these demon auras are weak, some are strong, and most of them contain a trace of decay.

　　 "It seems that this world is about to change..."

　　 He spread out his hand, a faint light of thunder flickered in his palm.

　　——————

　　Zhongzhou, Changhe County, Luqi Mountain, Luqi Town, this is the time when the villagers are farming.

　　 Along the contiguous fields, till the cliffs, there are people who cultivate.

　　 "My dear, this day is really strong."

　　 A 30-year-old farmer murmured, threw his hoe, and walked down the cliff.

　　 Under the cliff, there is a Wang Qingquan.

　　 "Ni Guori, you kid is just lazy, right?"

　　 "This guy has to rest for two days in three days. It sucks."

　　……

　　I heard outsiders say that the three-year-old farmer said a few curses, squatted to the side of the clear spring, held a handful of water, slurped a few sips, and then poured the water on his head and face.

　　 "Happy, happy!"

　　 While shouting, he stood up and pulled open his pants.

　　 The sound of rushing water covered the changes in the water.

　　 A black air rushed up from the bottom of the water, and instantly enveloped Ni Guori, who was happily releasing the water.

　　 When the black air is gone, the expression on his face has completely changed.

　　 "Three thousand years..."

　　 "The demon general has been suppressed for three thousand years..."

　　 "Tianshi Palace, too one, too high sword pavilion..."

　　 Ni Gori gritted his teeth, his eyes turned blood red.

　　 "The Demon Lord has orders, all the way to the west!"

　　 He turned around and looked west.

　　 "Good day, this good spring has been ruined by you."

　　 "It's really not a thing."

　　 The few villagers who came to the spring water saw Ni Guori who hadn't put the belt on them, and suddenly began to curse.

　　 "Hehe, I haven't tasted humanity for three thousand years, it's so delicious..."

　　 Ni Guori slowly raised his head, licked his tongue lightly, and a black air wafted out of his palm.

　　 After half a day, only a pile of dry bones remained on this mountain.

　　……

　　 This kind of demonic disaster appears everywhere in the Profound Sky World.

　　 Those sects with good strength hurriedly sent out to kill the evil, while ordinary people were powerless and totally involuntary.

　　 Outside Yunruo Temple, an old man in a white robe raised his head, looked at the ruined temple with a chuckle, and walked in.

　　He walked under the towering white fruit tree, with a trace of nostalgia on his face.

　　 "The Green Demon King, I haven't seen him for three thousand years. I wonder if you are still alive."

　　 While he was talking, a magic fire popped out of his hand.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 The entire ginkgo tree instantly turned into a torch.

　　 "Haha, I finally got out of trouble!"

　　 "Rebellious disciple, I will exhaust your flesh and blood as a teacher this time!"

　　 Just as the ginkgo tree was burning, a figure leaped up from under the tree.

　　 "Hey, who are you?"

　　 The figure looked at the white-robed old man, with a different color on his pale and rotten face.

　　 The old man stared at the figure, his expression slowly turning cold.

　　 "You are not the Blue Demon King."

　　 As his words fell, a devilish energy on his body turned into a big hand, and he patted it directly down.

　　 "Spare my life..."

　　 The big hand did not stop, and directly smashed the figure into pieces.

　　 After doing all this, the white-robed old man turned around.

　　 "My Buddha is merciful, you shouldn't kill him."

　　 A middle-aged monk wearing Tsing Yi put his hands together and stood there, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

　　 "Buddha?"

　　 The white-robed old man looked at the monk with interest.

　　 "Is it the Buddha who is used to destroying demons, or the Buddha in the heart of the magic way?"

　　 "Aboriginal Demon King, I didn't expect to see you in such a field after three thousand years."

　　 Seeing the weak true power of the monk, the old man seemed to lose interest.

　　 "I was going to call you to go west and work for the demon lord, but your appearance is too unbearable..."

　　 "Well, then you let me swallow it and help me become a devil!"

　　 The old man finished speaking, his figure has turned into a dark devilish energy, and the two monks directly enveloped him.

　　 "I, Buddha, is merciful, and should pity the world."

　　 The monk lowered his head, folded his hands and closed his eyes.

　　 "I am no longer a green worm, a poor monk, Kong Xuan."

　　 The voice fell, and an unspeakable aura suddenly rose from his body.

　　 A magical energy intertwined with dark colors and a moonwhite spiritual energy appeared at the same time.

　　 "How is it possible, how can Buddha and demons live together!"

　　 In the demonic energy that enveloped the monk, there was an exclamation.

　　 The monk raised his hands, and a golden magic talisman gleamed on his back.

　　 His feet are separated, his waist is lowered and his fists are raised.

　　 "King Kong——"

　　 "Fuhu——"

　　 He punched out ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The black and white atmosphere behind him turned into a fist shadow.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 A giant tiger with black and white stripes suddenly appeared.

　　 As soon as the giant tiger appeared, he roared, opened his blood basin and swallowed all the devilish energy in the sky.

　　 It seems that the devilish energy is very delicious, the giant tiger stretched out his tongue and licked it slightly before he fell under the feet of Monk Xuankong.

　　 "The magic way is in trouble?"

　　 Xuan Kong looked around, bowed to the burnt ginkgo tree, and chanted the scriptures.

　　 An hour later, Monk Xuankong walked out of Yunruo Temple with his eyes closed on his back.

　　 Beside him, a giant tiger with black and white stripes accompanied him.

　　——————

　　 "Boom——"

　　 There was a loud noise, and a figure flew back.

　　 Opposite him, an army of thousands of soldiers stood in line.

　　 "Xu Zhu, King Chu Ming has confessed, leaving Ji Zishu and handing over Yuxi, this general will never embarrass you."

　　 Before the army formation, a warlord in iron armor shouted loudly.

　　 "Grandpa Xu, please put me down. You've been playing this way for too long."

　　 "Second uncle, he will not kill me either."

　　 Ji Zishu, who was tied behind Xu Zhu, said softly, with a trace of loneliness in his voice.

　　 In this world, almost everyone wants his life.

　　 "Hehe, don't worry, the emperor and grandson, but they are just some rebellious officials and thieves. When the old man conquered the rebellion with his majesty, the tenfold army also rushed through."

　　 "You are optimistic about it."

　　 Xu Zhu smiled faintly, took a deep breath, a trace of redness appeared on his pale face.

　　 "Da Chu Xu Zhu, be a general in front of His Majesty the Emperor——"