Chapter 67 Lifting the sword to block the door
A golden crow spread its wings across the sky, covering the sky and the sun, flying in like a dark cloud, and the breath it emitted was extremely terrifying and trembling. Many demons almost fell to the ground.
The wings were like clouds hanging in the sky, and terrifying gusts of wind blew, causing the bodies of the demon soldiers guarding the Heavenly Palace to hurt.
The golden crow entered the Fusang sacred tree next to the Heavenly Palace without hesitation, as if there were all kinds of urgent matters and no etiquette.
Since the nine princes of the Golden Crow died, the fuse of the Lich War was started. I don’t know how many demons were involved in the killing calamity. Most of them were unique creatures in the prehistoric world, and countless species have been extinct in the world.
What makes this tribe that occupy the extreme of heaven and earth even more sad is that the Emperor Emperor and Empress Xihe died, and the Demon Emperor Fuxi died, the demon master Kunpeng disappeared, and only more than 65 star gods were able to return to the heaven.
The seriously injured Donghuang Taiyi looked at the empty and broken Heavenly Court. The demon clans who fought with him died and died. Even Di Jun and Xihe were only two groups of origin, but their souls completely disappeared.
Many years of hard work have been wasted, and the closest relatives can never see each other again.
He became the only Emperor in the Heavenly Court, but there was no happiness at all.
The first thing Donghuang Taiyi did was to transplant the Fusang sacred tree in Tanggu into the heavenly palace, and to absorb the essence of the Fusang sacred tree from the Sun Palace, which had been living on the sacred tree for a long time, to heal the wounds.
He ignored the damage to this prehistoric spiritual root and only hoped that he could heal the Tao body in a hundred years and kill the witch clan again.
During this period, Lu Ya, the only surviving prince of Jin Crow, was in charge of the operation of the Heavenly Court.
As long as you hide in the Zhoutian Star Dou array, you can temporarily avoid the sins that were brought down by the heavenly way of the demon clan.
The Heavenly Court under Lu Ya's control gave priority to the demon soldiers and generals who contributed to the demon clan on the front line during the war, while the other nominally affiliated tribes were all excluded from the Heavenly Court.
These demons who cannot hide in the formation can only perish in waves of heavenly tribulations.
Therefore, countless desperate demons wanted to take the secret of the Heavenly Court to seek refuge in Wuliang Mountain, including the fox that turned into gray in the thunder tribulation.
Such a decisive plan almost cut off Lu Ya's image among many weak demon clans. The Heavenly Court, which once protected the demon clan from oppression by the witch clan, became a symbol of bringing disaster to the demon clan.
But the advantage of this is that the demon soldiers and demon generals who survived in the Heavenly Court were completely tied to the Jin Crow's banner, and they were indeed the last essence of the demon clan.
A hundred years after the war, Lu Ya, who was acting as the Heavenly Emperor, felt extremely palpitations even though he was in the Heavenly Palace. He patted the immortal-killing gourd beside him and protected his body with the book of the Seven Arrows of the Nailheads. Then he carefully calculated it.
The Daluo Golden Immortal only felt his soul trembling, as if something was about to happen, but he could not sense anything.
The demon general who could only get the rotating position first asked about the situation of the mortal witch clan, and the report he received was that the misty witch clan's pure land was as calm as ever. In the world, there was no abnormality in the world except for the countless bright lights of Wuliang Mountain that were preparing for a thousand-year promotion in advance, the broken world was not as good as the sky.
Despite receiving such an answer, Lu Ya was still worried.
The feeling of a monk in the dark... Sometimes it is more useful than deducing magical powers, but it is often very ethereal and as difficult to understand as heavenly secrets.
The uneasy Lu Ya stood by the Tianhe River for a long time. The two sides of the river that had been dug up due to the war were replanted with spiritual grass and divine flowers. The Tianhe Star Sand was dug up and the star sand was deep thousands of feet deep again at the bottom of the Tianhe River.
This was once Di Jun’s favorite location because he could see billions of stars surrounding the heavenly court, and it was like this the center of the prehistoric world.
The demon clan was so prosperous at that time, and the Heavenly Court dominated the top and protected the world's trillions of demon clans.
When Lu Ya thought about the glorious past, he felt that his soul was stabbed by a needle and suddenly woke up from his nostalgic thoughts.
"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, soul returns to Houtu."
"The soul wandering between heaven and earth requires no more pain or sorrow."
.........
The misty sound only has compassion and compassion, but in Lu Ya's heart there is only fear.
That was the voice of the ancestor witch Houtu.........
Is it necessary to prove this like a saint proclaiming the world?
Under the Nine Netherworlds, a soft golden light illuminated. The souls that unconsciously wandered in the world after death seemed to have been guided toward the golden light, and soon moved closer to the six huge vortexes in the earth and merged into one to form a world projection.
I saw the Witch God Temple in the Pure Land of the Witch Clan rushing out billions of lights, and even the Wuliang Mountain, which shines in treasure light for many years, was pressed down. Among the colorful divine lights, the Witch God Temple slowly sank into the Nine Nethers and turned into the Hall of the King of Hell in the underworld.
A place for ghosts to rest is being formed in the world, and a stable road to the next life has been opened for all living beings in the prehistoric world, keeping the last trace of true spirit immortal. If there is still an opportunity in the future, when you become a golden immortal, you can recall your past and present lives.
This situation has exceeded the scope that Lu Ya can handle. He hurried to the Fusang sacred tree to seek help from his uncle, and then the scene of the golden wu entering the sacred tree was in a panic.
"...I already know your purpose."
Donghuang Taiyi, who had absorbed the essence of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth for a hundred years, said lightly in the Sun God Palace: "You take it off first."
"Uncle! We just let Houtu do it like this, and we are not afraid that 10% of the land will become a saint. What else can I use to compete with the witch clan?"
Lu Ya saw his nine brothers die under the arrow of the witch clan. The hatred in his heart did not need to be in the least of the young man Donghuang Taiyi. At this moment, he knelt in the Sun God Palace and begged Donghuang Taiyi to leave the pass immediately, gather all his strength in the Heavenly Court to attack the still evolving land under the Nine Nethers, destroying Houtu's opportunity to achieve enlightenment.
"Oh...silly kid."
"You go back quickly..."
Donghuang Taiyi sighed, but the divine light in his eyes became sharper and sharper. He passed Lu Ya in the front hall and looked at the gate of the Sun God Palace.
"Squeak..."
"Squeak......"
The friction sound of something sharp plowing on the white jade sounded in front of the palace gate, so abrupt and strange.
Although the demon clan was greatly damaged, under the protection of the Zhoutian Star Dou Array, Donghuang Taiyi was still the only Heavenly Emperor. There would never be any demon who dared to be so bold and disturb his Qing Cultivation.
I saw a blue-shirt Taoist holding a long sword stepping on the leaves that were lingering in golden light. The magic sword in his hand dripped across the jade-like trunk and made the sound of friction just now.
Then he leaned casually in front of the Golden Crow's Sun God Palace gate, and the divine sword in his hand stood in the center of the hall gate, still moving.
This guy who came to the Heavenly Court to block the Emperor's Gate was Ye Su, who had just become a quasi-saint on the bank of the Yellow Springs.
At this moment, he was in front of the Sun God Palace with the Demon-Slaying Sword.
When the Zixiao Palace heard the Tao that year, Donghuang Taiyi wanted to force Ye Su to withdraw from the Taoist Palace with the sun essence fire. Now the feng shui is changing, and Ye Su holds the magic sword in his hand to block him in the Taoist Palace!
Chapter completed!