The Mingyu of Prehistoric Times

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Di Jun made a big investment this time. He vowed not to give up until Hou Yi was killed. Three of the twelve demon saints from Guangtianting were killed, and with the help of Donghuang Taiyi secretly, even if Hou Yi had great magical powers, there was nothing he could do. In order to paralyze Hou Yi, Emperor Jun drew out tens of thousands of elite troops from the Heavenly Guards to kill Hou Yi's tribe.

The demon master took the two demon saints and went directly to see a tribe where Hou Yi was. How could such a big move in heaven be hidden from these great witches on earth? Let alone great witches and mortals, they also saw visions in the sky. In the lower realm of heaven and man, the sky is full of flowers, colorful clouds are floating in all directions, and fairy music is playing, but this celestial phenomenon is not something that the emperor and others will not reveal if they want to. What's more, the invisible murderous aura of the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers in the lower realm is enough to make people aware of it.

Hou Yi was arranging matters in a small tribe of his own when he felt a strange phenomenon in the sky and couldn't help but look shocked. "Does this demon clan want to fight against my Wu Clan? Why is it so murderous? I think there are hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers coming from heaven." I was wondering if the demon clan was here to deal with me. A witch The scholar ran in from outside and saw that the clan leader and Hou Yi were there. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He knelt down in front of Hou Yi and shouted loudly: "Great clan leader, that monster clan is killing us and other clan members. There are already several people along the way." A small tribe was wiped out, and I thought that the demon clan was about to start a war, so the small clan leader asked me to report to the big clan leader to take good protection to prevent the demon clan from taking advantage of the loophole."

This sorcerer could still speak clearly and fluently for a person like this. He explained clearly how the demon clan would attack the Wumen, how many soldiers there were, and the approximate strength of the leader. After Hou Yi heard this, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, as if he had let go of something. Hou Yi had known about the lower realm of heaven for a long time. How could he not know about such a huge phenomenon at that time? However, he did not know where the demon clan's spearhead was pointing, and he did not dare to make a decision for a while, for fear that the demon clan would have a chance. take.

Now, the sorcerer told him that the demon clan was directly attacking his tribe. Hou Yi knew that since the demon clan came to attack him so blatantly, he must give him a blow and directly seek his misfortune. Fortunately, he had already made arrangements. Three of the twelve ancestral witches, Zhu Rong, Qiang Liang, and Zhuo Jiuyin, were in his base camp, so there was no need to fear those demonic armies. This time he came to this small tribe alone, but it was also to lure out the emperor and others.

No one is stupid, waiting to let you take advantage. Hou Yi also started to think about how to return to his tribe safely. "Clan leader, this time the demon clan is determined to start a war with my Wumen. You must be careful and don't let the demon clan take advantage. But I can't stay here for a long time and cause trouble to you."

The great witch sitting side by side with Hou Yi was one of his clan leaders. He was dressed in linen clothes and his hair was messy and unkempt. "Chief Houyi, you can rest assured. I have been prepared for it long ago. If the demon clan doesn't come, it will be fine. If he comes, he will know that our Wumen didn't come just because he wanted to, and he will have to pay the price."

The clan leader spoke in a very loud tone, but Hou Yi didn't take it seriously. Although the tribe was not big, the strength of the clan leader sitting next to him should not be underestimated. He was also a rare master among the Wumen. , specializes in thunder and lightning witchcraft. Hou Yi nodded and said: "Thank you Lei Ming for your kindness. I will be wary of the demon tribe. I will leave now. I think that Emperor Jun will not just let the demon soldiers from heaven attack my tribe. I think so." They also know very well about me here, and they may not have any plans!"

Lei Ming shook the big hammer in his hand, "Go quickly, these monsters will know how powerful I am. But you have to be more careful, lest the monsters secretly attack you and ambush you halfway. Do you want to let a few people know how powerful I am?" A sorcerer is following you?" Hou Yi burst out laughing, "Lei Ming, but you underestimate me, Hou Yi. Unless Emperor Jun Donghuang of the Heavenly Court takes action together, otherwise there is nothing they can do about me if I want to leave. ?”

Hou Yi was so conceited because of his certain strength. Not everyone could catch the sunset arrow. But this time he might be in for a surprise. Seeing Hou Yi leave the tribe, Lei Ming was a little worried. Hou Yi killed the prince of the demon clan. This time the demon clan was determined to have a fight with the Wumen. How could Emperor Jun let Hou Yi go? No

It is useless to think so much. He is the only expert in the clan. If he and Hou Yi leave, if the monster clan attacks, there will be no one to support the appearance. However, if the clan is wiped out, it will be a huge loss. . This thunder may seem rough on the surface, but it is very delicate on the inside. Otherwise, it would not be able to protect a small tribe from being swallowed up by other large tribes in this wilderness.

The demon master Kunpeng stood on a small hill, and behind him stood two demon saints at the same time, but they were Shang Yang and Kun Wu. None of the three spoke. The demons and witches went to war, but the demon master Kunpeng didn't know that the demon clan would be severely damaged after this war. He was afraid that the heaven would not be able to hold on and made a wedding dress for others, but he could not change the will of God. "Demon Master, are you worried about our demon clan?"

Kunwu saw that the demon master Kunpeng had not said a word since he came to the lower world, and guessed that he must be worried about this battle. "Hey, can you not be worried? This time is different from the last time. The Wumen and my demon clan have no room for relaxation. Just Hou Yi killing the prince of my demon clan will not be amicable, let alone the two The clan has had continuous cause and effect for countless years. But the witch clan is not easy to deal with. Not to mention the twelve ancestral witches, even those great witches, there are several who are on par with me. Even if we win this time, we, the demon clan Even if your vitality is severely damaged, you can still recover thousands of years later, but if you lose, you may never be able to survive forever."

Shang Yang heard what the demon master said was so serious and didn't believe it: "The demon master must be serious! Those twelve ancestral witches are very strong. But now that the earth body has transformed into the six paths, there are only eleven ancestral witches left. They are all very powerful." The power of the Two Divine Evil Formation will be greatly reduced if one of them is missing. The Emperor of Heaven, Donghuang, is not afraid of them even if he wants to come. Among those great witches, there are only a dozen or so that are similar to us. Besides, Demon Master, you are the beginning of the world. The ancient god who opened it. Zixiao Palace has been listening to the teachings for countless years. Apart from saints, there are not many people in this ancient world who can deal with you. There is nothing to worry about. Kill a few of his big witches first this time. By then there will be fewer witches. These top masters are at a disadvantage to our demon clan, how can we say they are defeated!"

What Shang Yang said made some sense, but the demon master couldn't say anything more to him. Zixiao Palace heard that there were thousands of ancient gods, and they were afraid that there would only be three of them, Zhen Yuanzi, Fuxi and the other seven.

When the two clans go to war, can those saints sit back and watch without participating? Only the Nuwa Empress could not cope with those saints. Fortunately, the Mingjiao suffered heavy losses when they attacked Netherworld last time, and they would not join in again if they thought about it. The few remaining saints don't have much power. "Just take it one step at a time, who will know until the end!" Thinking of this, the demon master said softly.

"coming!"

Kunwu shouted softly, and the demon master unfolded his soul, only to see a big man in a neck suit walking toward him. His seemingly unpleasant steps were extremely fast, often covering several miles in one step. Everything around him seemed to have spirituality. Every time the big man took a step forward, all the trees and grass fell to both sides. It was as if he was kneeling to greet the gods, but there was no aura fluctuation around him. "What an amazing cultivation level." Shang Yang couldn't help being shocked when he saw it.

"This is Hou Yi, he is indeed one of the great witches in the witch sect. I really can't keep him without using some tricks!" She Gui snorted. "But this time he was unable to fly. I didn't expect to be able to defeat a great witch so easily. It seems to be a good start for our demon clan."

After bidding farewell to Lei Ming, Hou Yi headed straight for his tribe, passing through mountains and rivers and wading through rivers. It only took him half a day to reach his tribe, which was thousands of miles away. Hou Yi, who was thinking about how to deal with the battle between monsters, sensed someone in front of him and raised his head to look over. He saw three monks facing him on a hill not far away. One was dressed in black, and the other two were standing behind him.

Not only the two followers, but the monk in black looked extraordinary in every aspect. His body was as straight as a spear, but he couldn't feel his breath. Hou Yi knew that this was the great demon god who came to kill him, but he knew a little about the twelve demon saints in heaven, but he had never seen or heard of this man in black. However, Hou Yi was also a very conceited wizard, so he would not turn around and go straight to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Hou Yi looking at the three of him intently, but showing no signs of timidity, the demon master couldn't help but praise: "What a hero, I guess you are Hou Yi!" Hou Yi saw the other party speak, but this monk's The tone made him very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Yes. Are you the three of you who came to kill me this time and wait for the demon prince to take revenge?"

Hou Yi somewhat looked down on these three demon masters. He couldn't see the depth of this demon god in black, but the two behind him were far worse than him. Together, they could equal him, even if this black demon god was added to the mix. Yi Yaoshen wanted to leave, but he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to stop him. "Okay, okay, okay! You are worthy of being the great witch who killed my demon clan prince. But he did not disappoint me. I am the demon master of heaven, please remember this."

When Hou Yi heard that the man in black was the demon master next to Emperor Jundong in Heaven, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, "This time the demon clan has lost its money. It seems that it is impossible to go back safely." I secretly thought.

He couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Emperor Jun really thinks highly of me, Hou Yi, and asked the demon master to personally lead him to intercept me. However, I want to leave as soon as possible. Can you stay?"

Before he finished speaking, Hou Yi stretched out a fist and attacked the demon master, but he was caught unawares. "I have heard for a long time that the demon master is the ancient god who created the world and has great supernatural powers. But Hou Yi wants to learn from it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched with his fist. From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it was nearly a hundred steps at least. Hou Yi's punch came very fast, and the force of the punch had a whistling sound through the air. Everywhere he passed was silenced by Hou Yi's condensed breath, and there seemed to be no living thing in the entire world. Only the punch was left. (!) More ‘small’ says, ‘full’ in ‘stars’ ‘book’, ‘! The latest chapter of "The Ancient Mingyu" Chapter 270 The War Begins (2) compiled and uploaded by Xingyue Book Bar ()