Demon Clan Heaven.

Everyone was stunned.

The demon clan Donghuang Taiyi is arrogant and arrogant.

The supreme powerhouse in the late stage of the quasi-saint.

In addition to the Six Saints of Heaven, there are only a few masters in the world.

Holding the Donghuang Bell, who can compete with it?

For billions of years, there are many powerful people in the prehistoric world who have died at the Donghuang Bell.

Countless powerful people bleed for it.

For example, Kunpeng surrendered to the innate treasure of Donghuangzhong, and was willing to run for the demon clan.

However.

Today, he knelt in front of the ancestors and paid a respectful service.

This is the first experience in creating the world.

Not only were the people in the Demon Clan Heavenly Court shocked and widened their eyes, but they couldn't say a word.

Even the Six Saints of the Prehistoric Heavenly Dao are the same.

Before, Li Luo went to the demon clan heaven with a fierce momentum and fell into the eyes of many interested people.

This is going to seek revenge on the demon clan.

Everyone was so happy to watch the fun. They also wanted to see what power the long whip in the hands of the ancestors had and what the limit was.

The ghost car in Daluo realm was killed instantly and knelt down instantly, which was nothing.

After all, although Li Luo’s cultivation level was not known as what feed he had eaten, the quasi-saint’s mid-stage was real.

If the Quasi-Saint deals with Da Luo, isn’t it better to beat my son? Just have hands?

soon.

They saw it.

The demon clan Donghuang Taiyi, who was in the late stage of the quasi-saint, held the innate treasure Donghuang Bell.

And the ancestor of man took out another spiritual treasure, the best innate spiritual treasure seal.

The two met.

Taiyi was completely defeated and knelt on the ground!

The ancestor of humans just spitted blood, nothing happened.

Mount Sumeru.

"Senior Brother!"

Zhunti was completely unable to sit still, as if he had hemorrhoids under his butt.

He was jealous.

Want to vomit blood.

Why can children with a ancestral ancestor have more than one innate treasure? And there is also a top-quality innate spiritual treasure?

Why is the West so barren?

Even the two saints are just using the best innate spiritual treasure, or are they just one of them?

Can't even get one extra one?

Why?

The way of heaven is unfair!

The anger in Zhunti's heart is imaginable.

"Sit down, I am not in this disaster for the prosperity of the West, and it is useless to think too much!"

He was more rational in his heart, endured the greed in his heart, and shouted sternly.

After saying that, both of them were silent.

The way of heaven is destined, and the West will only prosper after two more disasters.

No matter how hard they work, it is useless.

This is a sad story.

Shouyang Mountain, Eight Scenery Palace.

"The ancestor of man is mighty!"

Seeing this scene, Xuandu and Youyou are honored.

On the cloud bed, Taiqing opened his eyes slightly, looked at the direction of the heavenly court, and closed his eyes again.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

"The treasure of innate merit, the best innate spiritual treasure!"

Looking at the two treasures filled with inspiration in the hands of the ancestor of the human race, the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu drooled.

Envy, jealousy and hate!

"snort!"

Yuqing Yuanshi's face turned pale and looked resentful.

Jinao Island, Biyou Palace.

Shangqing Tongtian's voice paused, and obviously he couldn't calm down.

Of course, the disciples of Jie Sect below knew what was going on, and they all remained silent.

Imperial Palace.

On the cloud bed, Nuwa's figure trembled slightly.

She didn't expect that the long whip in the hands of the Renzu could even subdue Taiyi.

Below, the three-legged golden wu Xiaoshi saw this and couldn't help but kneel down and beg, "Please take action and save my uncle!"

Seeing his uncle kneeling in front of the ancestor like a dog, Xiao Shi couldn't help but think of the past.

On that day, if my uncle hadn't killed him, he would have died under Houyi's arrow.

How could he bear it when he saw his uncle being humiliated?

"Crazy, get up!"

Nuwa lowered her head and looked down, sighed, and said.

The demon clans are all ethnic groups blessed by her.

The palms and backs of hands are all flesh.

Now, it's time to make a decision.

"Jinning, let's go to heaven!"

Thinking of this, Nuwa gently opened her red lips and said to the maid below.

"Xiao Shi..."

Looking at the pitiful three-legged golden crow, she pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't seen my parents for a long time! You can follow me too!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

When the three-legged golden crow heard this, she was happy and thanked her repeatedly.

Holy City of Humanity.

Seeing that the Renzu and Taiyi fought, all the strong men of the human race felt aroused.

Donghuang Taiyi, this is an old quasi-saint, and he also holds an innate treasure, which is incredibly powerful.

Can the ancestors really win if they meet?

The female Jiang was so anxious that she burst into tears.

"Mom, don't worry!"

Seeing this, King Jiang Luo comforted softly: "Father never does something unsure, it's okay!"

The so-called "no father is better than son" and no father is better than son.

King Jiang Luo knows his father better than anyone else.

To put it nicely, it is called cautious, and to put it badly, it is called fear of death.

Never fight a battle without chance of victory.
To be continued...