Looking at the group of cute and well-behaved ordinary creatures around him, Gui Che’s eyes revealed a faint memory.
"Unknowingly, so many years have passed. What is the difference between the Yaozhou back then and these little guys? They were both crawling and rolling in an environment full of darkness, struggling to find the road and direction."
"Times have passed, the sea has changed, and the traces of time have made us extremely old. We have long lost our original fighting spirit and curiosity. In the final analysis, we are still weak and incompetent."
Gui Che sighed rather sadly.
He looked into the distance and saw Manjusri with a kind face, narrating sutras for all sentient beings, exuding a pure and elegant warm charm.
Manjusri seems to have innate kindness, and it can make these creatures feel like a spring breeze.
Everyone's eyes were full of expectation and curiosity, and they sat around obediently and listened, indulging in many bizarre stories.
"Alas!"
Jiuying's face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he spoke with sincerity.
"Throughout the ages, heroes and heroes are like crucian carp crossing a river, appearing on the stage one after another, only to be gradually shattered by the waves and eliminated invisible."
"Since we have chosen this path, we must work together and swim upstream. Cowardice and cowardice will make it difficult for the demon clan to revive in the future."
"Beiming's layout has already begun. I'm afraid it would be a bit naive to want to retreat now."
Having said this, Jiuying narrowed his eyes slightly.
He seemed to have remembered something, looked at the ghost car next to him, and suddenly asked.
"I heard that your disciple left Beiming some time ago and went to Dongsheng Shenzhou to break through Daluo. I wonder if he has found a way out now?"
Hearing Jiuying's question, Gui Che was slightly stunned.
He never expected that Jiuying would be so sensitive to information and even know about this matter.
"You're an old guy, but your intelligence is very quick."
"The disciple who left Beiming is called Luochuan. His mother is the third master of the Tea Poison Sea. His real body is Daluo Jiaolong, who is the first to practice poison. He seems to be from the same sect as the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Lady."
"Luochuan is the heir of a common concubine, so he would inevitably be left out in the cold. I thought he would leave his clan and go to the Tea Poison Sea, but he didn't expect that he has been practicing hard in Beiming. Now he is at the peak of Taiyi. This little guy has not inherited
Gui Che has all the magical powers, but he is proficient in the poison path and the insect path. He is considered a gifted person among my disciples and disciples."
"Under normal circumstances, he should have been allowed to break through Daluo in Beiming, but the resources of the poisonous path in that environment are difficult to grow, and there are no suitable resources and treasures in the Kongming world. We can only let him go to Dongsheng Shenzhou, just to pass through the insect
The path of Tao breaks through the realm."
"That's it." Jiuying nodded thoughtfully.
After thinking about it, Jiuying had to give some advice.
"The demon master said that the prehistoric era is now a troubled time. The calamity of Journey to the West has quietly begun, and even the quasi-sage powerhouse cannot escape safely. You must make it clear to that disciple and never cause trouble at will." p>
"Don't worry, that little guy cherishes his life more than me." Gui Che waved his hand with a smile.
"I heard that after he went to Dongsheng China, he met Princess Wan Sheng of Bibotan. She is proficient in the art of vegetation. She once refined elixirs for the Queen Mother and is helping Luochuan prepare the resources to break through Daluo."
Bibotan.
Hearing this name, Jiuying frowned slightly.
Since Huang Long took control of the Dragon Clan, the entire Sihai Clan has undergone a major reshuffle.
All the incompetent leaders were beheaded, and their blood even directly stained the ocean.
Huanglong appoints talents and never values bloodline. As a result, 60% of the current top leaders of the Dragon Clan are from other water tribes.
Jiuying has practiced in Beiming for so many years, not in seclusion to build a car.
He naturally has a way to probe into Dongsheng Shenzhou, and he will naturally understand the situation in Bibo Lake.
It is said that the leader of Bibotan, Wan Sheng Dragon King, is mediocre, timid and cowardly, and is a famous waste. I am afraid that he has been ruthlessly eliminated by Huang Long.
"I wonder who is the leader of Bibotan now?"
Jiuying asked curiously.
Gui Che frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he replied.
"The new leader is called Luo Chun. He is a great demon who practices mud. His wealth and background are difficult to investigate. He is the second-in-command directly transferred from the East China Sea."
"Luo Chun is clever and strategizing. As soon as he took control of Bibo Pond, he swept across 800 miles around and convinced many aquatic tribes."
"Why was such a great talent sent to Bibotan?" Jiuying was a little confused.
"It's not a distribution, it's clearly a reward. The heritage of Bibotan ranks eighth among the rivers and seas, but the burial place of the Jade Dragon Prince contains countless inheritance and treasures. Luo Chun will rise in the future." Hearing this, Jiuying nodded empathetically.
No matter what time, the Dragon Clan’s heritage will always exceed imagination.
When many creatures are struggling, the Dragon Clan can quickly create countless strong men just by resting on their laurels.
If it weren't for the calamity and karma that suppressed the growth of the race, I'm afraid there would have been countless people by now.
Thinking of the Dragon Clan, Jiu Ying couldn't help but feel a little dry.
The situation of the demon clan is very similar to that of the dragon clan. They are both bound by karma and find it difficult to break through to a higher realm.
After thinking about it, Jiuying suddenly saw Manjusri.
"Ghost Che, I have heard His Highness Sixth Prince say before that it is impossible to practice the light path to its peak, because at the final level, you need to absorb the innate brilliance of the sun, moon and stars. This is equivalent to annihilating the light of the prehistoric era. By then, the prehistoric era will directly
To break into dust is itself an unattainable requirement."
"Otherwise, when the demon clan was at its peak, why didn't the demon emperor practice the path of light, and instead competed with all living beings for the leadership position of the path of fire?"
"Is there such a thing?" Gui Che's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Does Manjusri know that he is on the road of no return?"
"I don't know." Jiuying shook his head.
"However, the prince once told me that Manjusri put all his energy into the Spring Sleeping Picture in Futang. It is conceivable that he has discovered the clues."
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Beiju Luzhou.
The freely floating snowflakes exude a biting cold wave.
Looking around, this place is full of hard and deep ice.
An Mingshan can no longer remember how many times he fell into the light of the sword.
He went from begging hard at the beginning to numbness and sluggishness later on, and now he has no consciousness whatsoever.
Lu Ya looked indifferent and held the black gourd steadily.
Every time you snap your fingers, An Mingshan's head will rise into the sky, and then turn into flames that continue to burn in the air.
After a while, life burst out in flames.
Anmingshan came out of the flames intact.
Before he could speak, the sword flashed again.
Poof!
Head soaring to the sky!
This never-ending torture left An Mingshan in despair.
An Mingshan's thoughts became one after another.
He began to regret why he was so arrogant at the time and did not follow the advice of his tribe and went to Beiju Luzhou to run wild without hesitation.
Looking at the figure emitting steaming golden flames in front of him, An Mingshan's heart was instantly filled with strong fear.
He wanted to ask for mercy, but he didn't know where to start. He could only wait quietly for wakefulness and death to come one after another.
"Presumptuous!"
At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed from the sky.
The surging peak of Daluo's charm suddenly swept into the ice and snow, causing those falling snowflakes to instantly melt into white mist.
The cold wave disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Instead, there is overbearing heat.
A woman wearing a long glazed dress, with angry eyes, suddenly appeared in front of Lu Ya.
It’s the Golden Phoenix!
After getting Nuwa's approval, Jinfeng ran non-stop and tried his best to rush to Beiju Luzhou.
Through the unique communication method of the Phoenix tribe, Jin Feng can easily discover the location of Anming Mountain, as well as the heart-piercing pain and torture.
Looking at the shivering An Mingshan in the corner, Jinfeng's heart was bleeding.
Anmingshan is the most famous genius of the Feng clan.
He is proficient in fire techniques, has a strategic view of the overall situation, and has a very high reputation in the Phoenix clan. He was even regarded as the successor by the ancestor and was carefully trained.
Anmingshan was born with great luck and valuable status, and it is the hope of the Feng people to get rid of the karma in the future.
Such a rising star should have risen like the sages of the Phoenix tribe in ancient times.
Now he has been beheaded by Lu Ya here several times and humiliated in every possible way.
How can Jinfeng, who has always been aloof, accept the huge and straightforward contrast?
Seeing Lu Ya's aloof figure, she couldn't help but curse.
"Lu Ya, you are ignorant..."
Keng!
Before Jin Feng could say anything, his head was cut off by a sharp sword.
Lu Ya's eyes were full of indifference at this time. He looked at Jin Feng's slowly falling body and sneered again and again.
An Mingshan widened his eyes and looked at Lu Ya in disbelief.
He didn't expect that the other party would be so domineering.
That is the golden phoenix, the mount of Empress Nuwa!
Although Jinfeng is only the pinnacle of Daluo, with Nuwa as her backer, even a quasi-sage will give her a lot of respect.
In the ancient times, this was a highly respected existence.
Now, before she even had time to say anything, her head was cut off by the other party.
"Too cruel."
An Mingshan's heart was instantly occupied by fear.
He swallowed with great difficulty, and even his breathing became rapid.
Jinfeng's body slowly turned cold, and the blazing flames he imagined did not appear.
Lu Ya gently stroked the small black gourd, then came to Jin Feng's body and suddenly took action.
Poof!
"No!"
An Mingshan's eyes widened and he roared suddenly.
He suddenly understood why he could survive under the demon-killing flying knife.
From the beginning to the end, Lu Ya had no intention of killing himself.
He wanted to use the unique bloodline call of the Phoenix clan to attract the golden phoenix to come to support, so as to take action against him.
After all, Jinfeng is an innate creature with the bloodline, and the Nanming Lihuo he masters is the purest.
Looking at the black gourd in Lu Ya's hand, An Mingshan's thoughts were directly swallowed up by huge fear.
He tried his best to escape, but he was still unable to break through the blockade of the real sun fire around him. He could only kneel on the ground, crying and begging.
Seeing the other party's weak appearance, Lu Ya frowned slightly.
It was really hard for him to understand why the Feng Clan allowed someone like him to show up.
Looking at the steaming Nanming Lihuo in his hand, Lu Ya let out a slight breath.
It's true that he has painstakingly planned and killed An Mingshan tens of thousands of times, and now he finally got what he wanted.
Keng!
The cry of contention rang out, and An Mingshan was instantly beheaded and his soul was scattered.
Seeing Jin Feng's body slowly dissipating, Lu Ya took action again.