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The first thousand and forty-six chapters are asking for a price

Although there are not many merits in establishing the teachings, the Mosquito Taoist does not care about this. Anyway, the golden lotus of merit has been successfully conceived and has been swallowed by the red lotus of karma, and the red lotus of karma has also been promoted to the treasure.

Fang Qingshan, Mosquito Taoist, and even the World Tree clone will not use merit to improve their cultivation, and they will not lack treasures in their hands. They will not use any merits in a short period of time, so they don’t care much.

The key is that it is useless to care.

Just put this wave of merit into the treasure world and leave it for the coming day.

The sentient beings in the prehistoric world now have a feeling of being rude about everything that happened in the sea of ​​blood.

Is it over?

First, he broke through Hunyuan, and then imitated Nuwa to create humans, creating the Asura clan with great potential, and then refined an innate treasure.

It is simply arousing hatred. The newly formed Karma Fire Red Lotus does not count. The treasures known to the Blood Sea include the Hongmeng Tianshi Ruler, the Qiankun Cauldron, the Five Elements Flag, and the Eternal Heavenly Boat. This is still the gate of immortality they do not know, and they have been swallowed by the Mosquito Taoist.

If the Blood Sea had not been strong and the demon clan had already tried the method with his body, I'm afraid anyone would have wanted to take the risk.

I didn't say this anymore, and now I am imitating my and others to establish my religion.

Merits are wave after wave.

Let those who have no intensified cultivation, no treasure, and have delusions to earn merits, bursts of envy, jealousy and hatred.

After a long time, seeing that there was no movement in the sea of ​​blood, the big guy sighed and said intimately, and it was finally over.

From now on, everyone felt numb to the sea of ​​blood, and it seemed that anything could happen.

But as long as they don’t have a crisis to their safety, no matter how floods are, the sky falls, and there are tall people holding on to them.

People will die, and goods will be thrown away.

Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist can no longer raise other ideas, whether they are envying, jealousy, or coveting greed.

Extraterritory Demon Heaven!

Although it cannot be compared with the prehistoric world, it is also a vast world, and it is a top-notch world.

This is considered as compensation for Luohu's failure to compete for the candidate for the Heavenly Dao.

The entire demon is in chaos, disaster, killing, and the magic light is turning wildly and bizarre.

If in the prehistoric world, except for the great disasters, there are only small-scale wars, which is still safe and orderly.

Then there are tremendous disasters happening almost all the time in the heavenly demons.

Melee, war is everywhere, full of blood, desire and magic.

The prehistoric world is full of order, and here is completely chaos.

However, it also suits their respective identities, after all, there are differences between Taoist demons.

Heavenly Demon Palace.

Luohu and Hongjun sat down with the guest of honor.

But the situation is very different.

Luohu was so leisurely that he seemed to be smiling and did not smile on his face. He was holding a few charming witches in his arms, and he adjusted his love from time to time, ate a few spiritual fruits fed to the edge of his mouth, and had fun.

However, Hongjun was sitting indifferently, sitting upright, completely turning a blind eye to Luohu's various provocations. If it weren't for the increasingly depressing atmosphere in the Demon Palace, he wouldn't seem to mind at all.

Seeing that the witch could no longer bear the ever-condensing atmosphere, Luohu waved his hand and asked them to retreat. Then he looked at Hongjun with a blank expression and spoke slowly,

"Hongjun, do you want to show off your power in my Heavenly Demon Heaven?"

"I can promise you a saint."

Hongjun ignored Luohu and directly offered his own conditions.

"hehe!"

Luohu chuckled,

"I didn't expect that you, Hongjun, are today, and it's really awesome."

After a pause, Luohu shook his head,

"You go, I don't care at all about the position of saints. I live freely in the Heavenly Demon Heaven. Why do I have to go to the prehistoric world to wade into the muddy waters?"

"Since you are willing to sit here and talk to me, you will say that you have this intention, just to strive for more benefits. If you have any conditions, just say it out."

What you know best is not your friends but your enemies.

If you want to talk about your understanding of Luohu, who else can be compared with Hongjun?

Du Ming said straight to his point of view about his trick of getting to the table.

"Okay, refreshing!"

Luohu was not embarrassed when he heard this. He seemed to be admiring, and then gave his own conditions.

"Since you can't deal with Yang Mei and Mosquito Taoist, why not just abdicate and give in to the wise?"

"You want to be in harmony with your body?"

Hongjun stared at Luohu with an expressionless face.

"yes!"

Luohu looked back sincerely.

"Do you think it's possible?"

Hongjun's aura began to thrive.

"how......"

Before Luohu could finish his words, he was locked by Hongjun's momentum and could not make any sound.

One step slow, one step slow.

After the failure of Luohu's Dao Demon battle, although there was an extraterritorial demon heaven that was compensated by the Dao, it was sealed by the Dao.

Compared with Hongjun, the gap is obviously too obvious.

One is about to stand still, the other soars into the sky.

Now, Hongjun's cultivation has broken through the seventh level of Hunyuan.

And Luohu has just broken through Hunyuan.

He is actually somewhat similar to Hongjun, and his origin is intertwined with the Demon Heaven, so he can break through Hunyuan under the seal of the Heavenly Dao.

Although he was in his own nest, the gap was too big, and Luohu was eaten by Hongjun.

"What do you say now?"

After a while, Hongjun retracted his momentum, but he still surrounded Luohu and asked expressionlessly.

Seeing this, although Luohu was so angry that he was afraid of his hatred, he also knew that the hero would not suffer any loss in front of him.

I won’t mention the whimsical request of Hongjun instead.

But it's still a sky-high price.

"It's very simple to let me integrate into the prehistoric world. Just let me control twenty percent of the origin of the Heavenly Dao."

"Twenty percent?"

Hongjun sneered.

The integration of the extraterritorial demons into the prehistoric world can indeed enhance many origins, which is just a little worse than the underworld and the heavenly world.

But even the origin that a saint can control is only 23%. It is simply a delusion to have one enemy that you have to increase ten times.

Of course, Hongjun also knew that Luohu was asking for a price everywhere, so he paid back the money on the spot.

"One percent!"

"Impossible, if it were one percent, I would rather keep it."

Luohu almost jumped up.

Good guy, this bargaining has to be a little bit ruthless.

"Haha, keep the status quo?"

Hongjun asked with a smile on his face,

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Unite all forces that can be united and fight all forces that cannot be united."

Then, Hongjun seemed to mutter to himself, and Luohu felt cold all over when he heard this.

He knew that if he really rejected Hongjun, he might not be able to be good today.

After all, he didn't want to confront Hongjun head-on. After all, he had to bow his head under the roof. Besides, if he could integrate into the prehistoric world, he would have great benefits. Otherwise, if he dragged on, let alone Hongjun, he might not be able to deal with Sanqing and others in the future.

However, to integrate into the prehistoric world, it is not enough to be casual, at least there must be sufficient benefits.

After all, Hongjun's situation is obviously worse than himself.
Chapter completed!
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