The old insect sneered and said, "I told you, after staying here for so many years, you already know how to fight among yourself, why would you do anything else?"
Seeing that many voices were mute, the old bug continued: "In the final analysis, we all grew up on the land of China. China has encountered several catastrophes. In the past few times, you have contributed to China, and you are still smart.
But what have you done in this natural disaster?"
"This is a grudge between the ancient Chinese people and the demon god. We can't control it," a voice said.
"madness!"
The old insect shouted: "If the devil wins, will we still have a foothold?"
"Old Chongzi, don't talk about us. Didn't you yourself do nothing?" A voice retorted angrily. "Me? How do you know I didn't do anything?" The old Chongzi said with a strange sneer.
: "The grudges between the ancient Chinese people and the demon gods are, to put it bluntly, the battle between humans and the demon gods. To put it more broadly, it is between those who are unwilling to be slaves and the demon gods who want to be their masters forever.
A battle broke out between them.”
"This kind of contest has happened countless times in the Three Thousand Worlds. The demons often win. And what is the result after they win? Do you know?"
"Even if you know it, you won't care about it, because you think that even if this planet is destroyed, you can still survive in other foreign worlds."
"However, I want to tell you that if this world is completely occupied by the devil, it will be destroyed very quickly, and the entire three thousand worlds will be destroyed with it. You will have no place to go, and you will all be buried with you when the time comes."
The old Chongzi's voice became extremely cold and harsh, but every word was extremely forceful and hit everyone's heart hard.
"Old insect, what do you mean by this?" A voice asked in confusion: "How could the three thousand worlds be destroyed? Is this world so important?"
"Why do you think I came back? I was very carefree and happy in the three thousand worlds outside. After I came back, I stayed here all day long. Do you think I am very comfortable?" The old bug snorted and said seriously: "Not yet.
because……"
Everything was silent except for the old bug's voice echoing.
All the beings in the mist were listening quietly, for fear of missing a word.
However, after the old Chongzi mentioned the word "because", he suddenly stopped. After waiting for a long time, the old Chongzi sighed sadly and said lazily: "It has been more than three thousand years since the Bridge to the Sky was destroyed.
This world is the only way to connect to the Bridge to the Sky, and it is also the hope of all the three thousand worlds. If this world is controlled by the devil, no one can survive.
Let alone imagine that the Bridge to the Sky will be restored one day. By then, the future of the Three Thousand Worlds will only be destroyed."
Hearing what Old Chongzi said, those mysterious and powerful beings couldn't help but be extremely shocked.
"This world is the only way to connect to the Bridge to Heaven?"
"Old Chongzi, are you saying that only in this world can the Bridge to the Sky be rebuilt?"
"This...how do you prove that what you say is true? Old bug, this is no small matter. You must make it clear."
Countless voices exploded like a cauldron, and all kinds of powerful and violent auras ran wildly, scattering the fog in the entire valley, and revealed several huge bodies. "This is what I obtained from one of the ancient ruins.
The news is absolutely true. It is for this reason that I came back here." Old Chongzi said quietly: "Over the years, I have been looking for fragments of the Tongtian Bridge outside, and I have also found some. Unfortunately, there are more.
The fragments of the Bridge to Heaven were destroyed by some terrible
There is mastery.”
"I believe you once!"
"I believe it too."
"You old guy has always had a good reputation, so what do you mean, we want to cooperate with the ancient Chinese people to deal with the devil?"
The old insect's eyelids opened slightly, then drooped again, and said: "I originally thought that the ancient Chinese people were not good enough, so I wanted to help them, but I didn't expect that guy Li Tianchen jumped out of thin air and suppressed the demon god's arrogance.
In this case, there is no need for us to help.”
At this point, the old man slowed down his tone and said, "And that guy Li Tianchen is the only one who can rebuild the Bridge to the Sky."
"That's right. That kid is the only hope to rebuild the Bridge to the Sky. Why don't we take action and snatch the Shennong Cauldron from that kid." A voice said sinisterly.
The old Chongzi glanced at the other party lazily, as if looking at an idiot, "He has been able to swallow the beast pill alive, which means that he and Shennong's tripod have merged into one. Why was Emperor Yan Shennong able to taste Baicao? Go ahead.
Try it?"
After being ridiculed by the old bug, the voice immediately disappeared and stopped speaking.
"The only reason is that the fusion of Yan Emperor Shen Nong and Shen Nong's Cauldron can swallow everything alive and refine poison in the body."
Seeing that they were slapped in the face again and again to suppress them, the old insect felt much more comfortable and said calmly: "The inheritance of Emperor Yan Shennong does not have the ability to transcend tribulations at the sixth level, how can you deprive it of it?"
After scolding him, the old man said slowly: "The world is different now. You no longer live here, you all work for me."
"What are you doing?" a voice asked curiously.
"Lin Feng is dead, but the top ten villains of Devil Valley are all pretty good. Each of you should pick one to personally guide and train them. In this era of turbulence and the emergence of numerous geniuses, we Devil Valley should also have a place!"
The old Chongzi's aura suddenly changed and he became full of domineering power.
…
Three days passed quickly.
This time, the number of guests attending the Beast Fighting Conference was several times greater than before, and among them were numerous beings with powerful cultivation and mysterious identities.
For a time, the Beast Fighting Festival became a grand event that attracted much attention.
However, what disappointed many people was that the man named Roy did not show up.
Mr. Xue was presiding over the beast fighting meeting and felt depressed.
In order to give Li Tianchen some color, he specially made arrangements for this beast fighting meeting, but Li Tianchen hadn't come out of the secret room yet.
"Miss Meng, that Mr. Roy?" Mr. Xue couldn't help but send someone to ask Meng Niantong.
Meng Niantong smiled charmingly and said casually: "Don't worry about him."
Don't worry about him? This answer is too irresponsible. If you don't need to worry about him, why would I go out of my way to make arrangements?
Xue Lao was depressed and vomited blood, but he could only hold back and continue to host the beast fighting meeting.
This beast battle was as expected, very grand and lively. When the mythical beast appeared, the scene became more exciting than ever before. It had never happened before when the mythical beast was brought out to fight.