The ancient world has been long, and a hundred years have passed by in the blink of an eye. For mortals, a hundred years has been a vicissitudes of life, but in this ancient world, it is just a fleeting moment. Just when all living beings are still immersed in the shock of the Six Saints' enlightenment.
, in the Nine Heavens Demon Court, countless fairy lights flew down, heading towards the holy realms of the major fairy mountains. At the same time, the ancient world was boiling again - Saint Nuwa will become the Demon Emperor Jun and the Taiyin Star Lord in a hundred years.
Host the wedding! Invite powerful men from all walks of life to attend the ceremony in the Demon Court a hundred years later.
"Boom!"
Although today's prehistoric world has entered the age of saints, the influence of the demon clan as the prehistoric hegemon has not changed much at this time. Even because of the establishment of the saints' religion, the reputation of the demon clan has vaguely surpassed that of the wizard clan.
trend, after all, even if the Great Saint Sect is established, it will spread the Dao of the Soul, and the Wu Clan cannot cultivate the Soul at all. Now that the Demon Emperor is getting married, the reputation of the Demon Clan has skyrocketed again in an instant, and hundreds of millions of Demon Clan throughout the prehistoric era are cheering for it.
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In the prehistoric Kunlun, countless celestial lights and visions bloomed on the mountain. The Three Purities were enlightened and the three saints lived here. The surging luck brought instantly made the originally low-key and unknown Kunlun Mountain more famous.
The sacred mountain of Zhoushan.
At this time, in the Hall of Sanqing, the three saints, Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, and Tong Tian, were sitting opposite each other, with their eyes slightly closed, and the shadows of the three flowers above their heads appeared. The three avenues appeared in the void, hanging down in the shadows of the three flowers, interpreting their respective avenues.
Tao Yun.
Suddenly, I opened my eyes, and a flash of light flashed through my eyes. Then the two saints from the original and Tongtian also opened their eyes. The three of them stopped discussing the Tao. The vision of the saint's avenue in the temple disappeared instantly, as if
It has never appeared before, but the Sanqing Temple, which is immersed in the Tao Yun of the saint, has become more primitive and mysterious.
No movement of the three saints was seen, and a figure instantly appeared in the hall. The person who came was none other than Bai Ze, the number one demon saint in the demon court.
"The demon clan Bai Ze pays homage to the three saints." The magical powers of the saints are really terrifying. At this time, Bai Ze has also cut out his own good and evil corpses. His cultivation has reached the mid-stage of quasi-sage, but he doesn't even know how he entered the Kunlun Temple.
Without any notice, Bai Ze was shocked at the same time. He didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly saluted.
"Well, no courtesy. We already know your purpose of coming. You can go back. A hundred years later, I, Kunlun, will go there." Taiqing Saint said slightly. Taiqing had already answered, and Yuan Tongtian beside him also said
Without further ado, he closed his holy eyes slightly and immersed himself in the great road.
"Yes, Bai Ze excuses himself." Bai Ze saluted.
"Hoo~" A breeze blew across his face. Bai Ze woke up and looked at the Kunlun Mountains not far away in front of him. The horror that shocked the saint was in his heart. He once again left Kunlun without any notice. Soon, Bai Ze put away
My mind was directed towards the Kunlun Mountains in the distance, and I surrendered, only to see it turn into divine light and go towards the nine heavens.
At the same time, Demon Saint Ji Meng, who was far away in Lingshan Mountain in the far west, bowed to the Holy Land of Lingshan and then returned to Demon Court with the shock of the saint's magical power.
Decades have passed in a hurry, and the news of the Demon Emperor's wedding has spread throughout the entire prehistoric world. Countless prehistoric powers received invitations from the demon clan and watched the ceremony in the Nine Heavens Demon Court. However, although the demon clan was powerful, the great powers of the prehistoric era did not dare to shout.
Oh, but not everyone will give face to the demon clan. Wanshou Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple, a yellow divine light burst out, and the next moment a figure was shot out.
"Zhen Yuanzi! How dare you humiliate our demon clan like this!" In the air, Demon Saint Pi Tie spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted angrily. I originally thought that with his early stage cultivation as a quasi-sage, even if it was just bad
Even at a small level, he could compete with Zhen Yuanzi, but he underestimated the gap between the top-level innate demon god qualifications and his own top-grade innate demon god qualifications. After just one encounter, Pitie was knocked out by Zhen Yuanzi, and
Fortunately, the other party had no murderous intentions, otherwise just this blow would have seriously injured him.
"Hmph! Humiliation? Dijun, together with Taiyi and Kunpeng, forced my friend Hongyun to death, and you want me to give him face? What a joke! If I don't kill you today, get out of here!" Zhen Yuanzi was furious inside Wuzhuang Temple.
The sound resounded throughout the world.
"You!" As a demon saint, Pi Tie had never been humiliated like this before. But the next moment, a cold murderous intention locked onto him, instantly making Pi Tie wake up from his anger. He did not dare to stay any longer and went directly towards
Jiutian left in a hurry.
At this time, in Buzhou Mountain and in the Pangu Temple, the ancestral wizard Zhu Jiuyin was saying to Di Jiang: "Brother, that old bastard Di Jun is getting married. Should we do something?"
As soon as they heard that something was going on, the eyes of all the ancestral witches who couldn't hold it back brightened up. The ancestral witch Zhu Rong even jumped up from his seat and said excitedly: "Brother, eldest brother, second brother is right, we can't be like that.
Easily take advantage of this old bastard."
"That's right~" the ancestral witches shouted. When Xing Tian broke through the Quasi-Sage, Emperor Juntai directly led the army into Buzhou Mountain. Although the demon clan suffered a big loss and retreated in the end, it also made the witch clan lose face.
Sweeping the floor, the demon clan invaded their holy place at will, and almost killed their first quasi-sage wizard. The wizard clan really couldn't swallow this tone.
"Pa!" Di Jiang slapped the stone table in front of him, stood up, looked at the ancestral witches present, and shouted angrily: "Di Jun, this old man with mixed hair, still wants to get married? Inform the Erlangs that the army is gathering,
I'm going to kill the Demon Court soon so that the old bastard can calculate the cause and effect of my witch clan thousands of years ago!"
"Yes, big brother!" With the wizard absent, all major matters of the witch clan are decided by Di Jiang. Now that Di Jiang has made the final decision, the ancestral witches below are suddenly filled with fighting spirit.
"Rumble~" As the ancestral witch's order was issued in the Pangu Temple, a sturdy giant from the witch tribes from all over the wilderness suddenly walked out and headed towards Mount Buzhou.
A long time ago, a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, the Nine Heavens Demon Court was full of lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a joyous scene. In the Lingxiao Hall, fairies wearing flowing fairy skirts danced in various colors, showing graceful
From the figure, a song of fairy music was flowing out, and the whole hall was very lively. A group of demon gods and demon saints walked into the hall with the invited great powers. Emperor Junxihe stood in the center of the hall wearing red wedding clothes, saying from time to time
He nodded in return to the powerful monk who came to congratulate him.
As time goes by, the seats in the Lingxiao Palace have been filled with powerful monks from the prehistoric times. Only the six seats above the main hall have always been empty. Everyone knows that those are the seats reserved for the saints.
"Kunlun Wonderland, Renjiao Xuandu Taoist, has arrived!"
"Kunlun Wonderland, the White Crane Boy is here!"
"Kunlun Wonderland, the boy who teaches water and fire is here!"
"Western teachings are coming, the medicine masters and Ksitigarbha are here!"
As the three warning sounds sounded, everyone in the main hall knew that someone finally sat in the high position, but the person sitting was not a saint, but a disciple of the respective major religion. In the main hall, the Emperor Jun was so scheming.
No matter how deep he was, his face could not help but turn dark and cold at this time, and Donghuang Taiyi on the other side of the hall was filled with anger. In the ancient times, just sending disciples to participate in such a conference was extremely contemptuous of the other party.
This behavior is extremely humiliating. It means that you are not worthy of sitting and discussing with me at all, or the other party does not take you seriously at all. How can such a proud Emperor Jun Taiyi not be angry? He thinks that he is also a generation of Heavenly Emperor and Demon Emperor, although not as good as
A saint, but he also has the status of heaven and earth, but he is so humiliated.