The ancient star Ziwei is extremely prosperous. There are endless myths and legends about it, and it is very famous in the universe.
The most famous thing is that both Human Emperors came from here and left behind their respective traditions. Although there are problems with the bloodlines of the two Human Emperors now and they are no longer glorious, there are still many other immortal forces that will last forever.
Such as the Human King Palace, Guanghan Palace, Ziwei Divine Dynasty, Changsheng Taoist Temple, Guangming Divine Sect, Tianyao Alliance, Golden Crow Clan, etc...
Each one is full of power, and there is even a king sitting there who is very powerful. Together they rule this glorious planet.
If there are no accidents, they will still be the masters of this land in the years to come, standing high above and looking down on the world.
But on this day, these rulers faced the greatest disaster in history.
A group of powerful ancient ancestor kings descended from the sky. They were powerful in cultivation and cruel in their methods. They attacked the major religions without saying a word.
According to legend, the Human King's Palace was founded by a mysterious human emperor who possessed the Emperor's Scripture and produced many strong men. It has always been one of Ziwei's most powerful forces. But on this day, it was defeated by someone with the strongest attitude.
The Saint-level protective formation was directly broken open by a golden dragon claw, and countless people were killed in the aftermath. The master of the Human King Palace and a group of elders were unable to lift their heads under the powerful pressure of the Saint, and they could not survive at all.
Feeling of resistance.
At the critical moment, the Old Man King, who was rumored to have been dead for two thousand years, was born. He looked up to the sky and roared with boundless domineering power. He rushed forward holding the Dragon Monument of the Legendary Saint Soldier King.
But the result was cruel. The one who came here was the Great Sage Qianyu from Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest. With such a being, one person could destroy an entire ancient star!
There is a huge gap in cultivation that even holy weapons cannot make up for.
The dragon monument was grabbed by the golden dragon claws and snatched away directly. The old man Wang burned his blood and essence to no avail, and was suppressed by one finger!
In Guanghan Palace, a blood-colored spear fell from the sky, directly piercing the formation, shattering countless heavenly palaces, and turning tracts of jade trees into ashes.
"Who?!" The Palace Master of Guanghan Palace, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a moon palace dress, stood up and shouted. There was blood on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was slightly trembling. She was also affected by the attack just now.
, just the scattered residual power almost made her collapse. She couldn't imagine what level of opponent this was.
Whoa! A blood-red figure appeared out of thin air, with red hair and red eyes, fair skin, and an enchanting figure. This was a powerful female saint king from the Blood Moon Clan.
There is a bloody crescent between his eyebrows, making him look charming and sacred.
She landed lightly, stepped on the spear with one foot, her clothes fluttered, and her voice was charming:
"My name is Qinglan. I used to have an old relationship with the master of Yuexi Palace. I have a deep memory of the "Yue Shen" in Guanghan Palace. I came here to take a look today!"
Palace Master Guanghan's body trembled. The other party's name and weapon reminded her of the records in ancient religious books.
There was a holy war countless years ago, when the crape myrtle saints fought against the demons from outside the territory. The one who fought against their ancestor Yuexi at that time was a female demon named "Qinglan".
But that was all hundreds of thousands of years ago. Holy King Yuexi has passed away long ago. How come this female devil is still alive...
The palace master's voice trembled: "Ancestor Yuexi has passed away for hundreds of thousands of years, and I still ask you to leave..."
"In that case," Blood Moon Queen's eyes turned cold and she lost her charm: "Then hand over the inheritance!"
These two families were not the only ones affected by the disaster. Other forces also faced attacks from the major ancestor kings. The more powerful the force, the more ruthlessly they were taken care of. Especially those major religions that contributed to the holy war that year were all attacked by the ancestor kings.
Come to the door.
The Immortal Temple was attacked by the Holy King of the Green Ghost Clan, and the holy land was half destroyed in one blow. The Ancient Taoist Temple of Sacred Artifacts was trampled under the feet of the Holy King of the Green Ghost Tribe, and it kept whining but could not break free.
"Back then, you guys were so awesome with your "Ghost Suppression Scripture", but I suffered a lot. Now that I'm back, let's continue..."
"You took advantage of the passing time of the ancestor to attack, using the big to bully the small, and defeating them without using force!" The ancient Taoist in Qing Dynasty did not care about the ordinary days of the past, and his face was full of bitterness.
"Hey!" The Green Ghost King looked disdainful: "You can't win without force, how dare you say this? Back then, we came to the appointment with dignity, but you humans set up an ambush and plotted against us. Now we are suffering a lot.
If you come back against the will of heaven, you will naturally have to pay the price!"
The ancient Taoist of the Qing Dynasty kept silent. The events of that year were recorded by all major ancient religions, and he could not refute. He finally suppressed his words:
"If I, the Holy Emperor of the human race, were still here..."
Before he finished speaking, the Green Ghost King had already pulled off his head with one claw. I don’t know why, but hearing what he said, the Green Ghost King felt inexplicably unhappy...
The Heavenly Demon Alliance is a holy land for the demon clan. There are eight demon kings in total. Of course, this is just a name, and the actual cultivation level is only the top.
The big demons were practicing that day, and suddenly they noticed that it was getting dark. When they looked up, they found that a huge black dog with two wings was covering the sun. At this time, it was opening its big mouth to swallow this ancient land. This was happening right now.
He is the ancestor king of the Tengu clan.
"How brave!" The demon kings soared into the sky, their demonic aura filling the sky! Then they were swallowed by the big dog, and there was no movement at all. The demon king below who was about to show off fell to his knees with a plop:
"The little demon is willing to surrender, the saint has mercy on me!"
In the Golden Crow tribe, thousands of Golden Crows were flying all over the sky, without the usual majesty of the sacred birds. At this moment, each one of them had a look of panic on their faces, like a group of frightened ducks, and their "croaking" screams were so loud that it made people's heads hurt.
The Great Sage Motian frowned, and thousands of arms behind him came out to cover the sky, and he caught a golden crow with one hand. In the end, all those with higher cultivation levels were captured, and only the youngest ones with lower cultivation levels escaped.
, this is still the result of Motian’s deliberate indulgence.
"I miss the taste of the Golden Crow so much. Today I can feast again!" The old sage looked at the mountains of trophies and was very pleased.
"No, you can't do this!" The Golden Crow King's eyes were bloodshot, and he screamed heartbreakingly. At this time, he transformed into his original form, a golden crow as big as a hill, and was nailed to the ground by his own holy soldier, the black-winged gold-plated boring machine.
It flowed all over the ground.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Great Sage Motian glanced at him: "Back then, I believed your clan's lies and fell into the human race's trap. Today, hehe..."
A total of more than forty ancestors and kings dispersed and conquered, killing all the ancient royal dynasties. Blood flowed into rivers, and most of the Ziwei Star was enveloped in cries.
At the same time, Feng Jinghong brought Yancai and Mingshen to a mountainous area with beautiful scenery and full of spiritual energy. A Taiyin River surrounds this land, with mountains and rivers alternating with each other, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.
This is the seat of the Taiyin Sect. It was the clan land that the Taiyin Human Emperor personally selected for his descendants. It is a sacred land for cultivation that is difficult to find in the world. Unfortunately, in the end, it gave others an advantage...
Today's Taiyin God Sect is no longer the descendant of the Human Queen. It was usurped and replaced by a group of slaves a long time ago.
Thinking of what happened to the descendants of the two emperors of Taiyin and Sun, Feng Jinghong couldn't help but sigh. People really can't be too selfless. They must have sufficient strength and means to protect themselves, and they must not place their hopes on the conscience of others!
For example, people like Ziwei have their consciences fed to the dogs. Well, what also feeds the dogs is their moral integrity!
The two human emperors fought for the human race all their lives, and were eventually buried in a foreign land with incomplete bodies. But in the end, they almost died.
When the two human emperors were still alive, they had the world in mind, and the scripture secretaries were given free of charge, all just to enhance the power of the human race. Which of the Ziwei human race religions has not received any favor?
But what did they do in the end?
They just stood by and watched while the descendants of the Human Queen were exterminated, but when they were about to be destroyed, they called the Human Emperor for help. It was simply not a shameless person to describe.
Therefore, Feng Jinghong did not stop the actions of the ancestor kings at all. He knew that they would definitely go on a killing spree, but so what, he thought it was better this way.
The roots of the crape myrtle are rotten and need to be plowed thoroughly!