The simple bronze body of the pot has evolved the avenue of the generation of all things, and the charm runs through the ancient and modern, and all things in heaven and earth must be respected, which is the breath of the mother of all things.

The Jiuli pot was made by Nuwa using the creation god of Kunlun Mountain. It is one of the ancient treasures. It has incredible power, it is said to be able to make all things, and it also has amazing destructive powers. There is a strange space inside, and the space is so large that it seems to be able to contain heaven and earth.

"Jiuli pot, it's actually Jiuli pot. The pot in Yi Yongheng's hand exudes an undesecrated atmosphere, which makes people have the urge to worship, and worships in the heart, the founding of all things originates from Nuwa, and the Jiuli pot has the breath of Nuwa, the mother of all things, which is a kind of self-respecting respect, without any external objects, just like treating one's own mother.

"The breath alone is admirable, is this the Jiuli pot of the Jiuli clan?" Feeling the power of this heavenly artifact, many people were shocked from the bottom of their hearts, it is said that Nuwa created all the lives in the sky, but found that most of her nature was fierce and cruel. In order not to destroy the balance of power between heaven and earth, a bronze pot that can purify the ferocious qi is cast, hoping that through the refining of the pot, the demons, beasts, and monsters that are too brutal will be sublimated to maintain the order of heaven and earth.

Then Nuwa later passed on to the patriarch of the Jiuli clan, Chiyou, to become the supreme artifact of the Wumen, and now this artifact that gives birth to all things and refines everything has reappeared and appeared in Yi Yongheng's hands, at this moment he is like the male lord of the sky, a pot in his hand, the world is served, and even the Kunpeng who was close at hand was shaken, and instinctively felt the feeling of submission and fear, because the Jiuli pot has another name.

"Kunpeng is actually afraid, the emperor is actually afraid, what's going on. At this time, everyone found that the Kunpeng, who came from a strong attack, actually turned attack into defense after Yi Yongheng took out the Jiuli pot, although the Jiuli pot was powerful, but Kunpeng was an ancient divine beast, how could he not be so afraid, at least he still had the strength to fight.

But what they saw was that Kunpeng didn't defend, and the next Kunpeng actually spread his wings and retreated, as if he had encountered some natural enemy, and everyone who watched this scene was dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on. "Everyone couldn't figure it out.

"What is the treasure in the hands of that Chinese, even this terrifying monster is afraid. Brans, who was in the distance, couldn't figure it out.

"I know!" Suddenly Mo Chuan remembered the whip in his hand, and he suddenly thought of something.

"What? do you know?" The perfect sword was strange, and the rest of the people also looked at him, the power of the Jiuli pot was too strong, and they didn't dare to resist, because resisting was like blaspheming their mother, and in the general trend, they were already at a complete disadvantage, just imagine that this world is not that kind of beast, who would attack his mother? I'm afraid that nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine out of ten thousand people would not do that.

"Although Kunpeng is an ancient divine beast, it also belongs to the demon class, just like beating the divine whip to restrain the witch gate, the Jiuli pot almost completely restrains the demon clan, even the divine beast is no exception, as soon as the Jiuli pot is born, the demon clan in the world, unless it becomes a few existences that open the world, it must be restrained, and the Jiuli pot has another name. Mo Chuan looked at the scene on the field and explained, many people wondered how Mo Chuan could know these secrets, even Hou Bigu didn't know.

"What?" everyone said strangely, all of them were aroused, everyone knew the Jiuli Pot, the artifact of the Wumen, but they didn't know that the Jiuli Pot had another name.

"Demon refining pot !!," Mo Chuan said, after a pause.

At this exit, everyone understood, the demon refining pot, the ancient artifact, how could they not know. I just don't know what to get from the word demon refining, dare to take the name as a demon refining, it's already very rebellious, you must know that in the ancient times, the demon clan was a very powerful clan, and as soon as the divine beasts came out, except for those ancient overlords, no one could stop it, but this pot, at that time, was called the demon refining pot.

The word demon refining is completely aimed at the demon clan, but this artifact still stands in that era, the era of the demon clan.

"I see, it's actually a demon refining pot, but is there really a Nuwa in the world?" Everyone put forward a strange point of view, in today's era, many people know that opening the world is just a myth, to say that the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou are still believed, but to say that Nuwa created people, it is a bit reluctant, but the pot in Yi Yongheng's hand is clearly there.

"If there is no Our Lady of Nuwa, who can create such an artifact? Wumen? Impossible, although Chiyou is powerful, it is already a few eras later, and he has the power of Tongtian, but just by changing the demon refining pot to the Jiuli pot, he is definitely not the founder, that is to say, the Holy Mother of Nuwa is real, but it can be .........said that "the perfect sword is contradictory, according to the current science, all myths are false."

"What once existed in this world, who can know, just the First Emperor in those later eras can create so many great achievements, mirage Kunpeng, green dragon, machine beasts, the Great Wall, and this is like another world of the underground palace, these can already say everything, some things, science can not be beaten, because science is still too weak, maybe one day, people will finally find out that in that era, these really exist. Mo Chuan sighed.

"You're right, it's like Chinese medicine, in many cases science can't understand it, but with the deepening of science step by step, some of the things that exist have also been verified, and then people know it, we are now just like those people who believe in science outside, thinking that everything is so incredible, even if we already have the power of reincarnation, but under such power, we are still as fragile as ants, people can be complacent, but they can't be ignorant to deny everything. Perfect Sword was relieved and looked at the field again.

Kunpeng retreated, far away from Yi Yongheng, but it was obvious that Yi Yongheng didn't want to let go of Kunpeng, let go of the emperor, he stepped on the void, and at this moment the void was not broken, because the breath of the pot in his hand could repair everything, even the void was no exception.

"Jiuli Pot, how can your strength use Jiuli Pot, how is it possible?" Kunpeng's voice came from the emperor's voice, with unwillingness, and fear, his divine comedy fused with Kunpeng, instinctively afraid of Jiuli Pot, even more than people, if he didn't fuse, maybe he didn't have such instinctive fear.

"Didn't you say that the ruthless way can get everything? didn't you say that you have to prove it, why are you afraid now, why are you retreating, is this the fact you are talking about?" Yi Yongheng approached step by step, at this moment, no one dared to stop him, just because of the pot in his hand, the situation changed immediately, suddenly.

"Hmph, you can drive the Jiuli Pot, but you can't attack it, and when your strength is exhausted, it is your death, the power of the Jiuli Pot is not something you can use at all, you are going against the sky. The emperor seemed to see something, Kunpeng's body retreated step by step, retreating into the endless starry sky, under the bright moon, Kunpeng's voice covered the sky and the moon, but Yi Yongheng's majesty overshadowed the bright moon in the sky.

"This is an ancient artifact, the existence of the Dao, Yi Yongheng is now forcibly used, and it is estimated that there will be more than one luck. Mr. Jingyu thought about it, Yi Yongheng's power is very strong in this era, but compared to the emperor of the pre-Qin era, it is still weaker, and the people in the pre-Qin era are not a little weaker than the people in the ancient era, and this Jiuli pot is an artifact in the ancient era, naturally it is not something that Yi Yongheng can use, otherwise it will be counterattacked in the eyes, just like a child who wants to pick up a big stick and mallet to hit people, not only will he not achieve his goal, but he is likely to hit his own feet.

"Hahaha.........." The wild laughter shocked the heavens, resounding in every part of the underground palace, and the powerful power was like a giant from the primeval world, and one punch could pierce everything.

"Ignorance. Yi Yongheng spoke, and a sentence was given to everyone, full of confidence, without the slightest feeling of being a child and picking up a stick.

"I am a descendant of the Wumen, and I am also a witch road, an imperial road, a vertical and horizontal road, a Confucian Tao, a Taoist scripture, and the destiny of heaven..........." As soon as his words came out, twelve different momentum suddenly erupted on his body, the way of killing, the way of heaven and earth, the way of Confucianism, the way of dominating the world, it is the combination of hundreds of schools of thought, and even the rest of the different ways, but these Dao, which originally had a dispute over learning, were integrated into everything, and they did not distinguish between you and me, just like the acupoints of people, each performing its own duties.

"How could it be, how could it be possible, how could a person contain so many Taos, and there was the opposite Tao, even my Confucian way of sage existed, how could it be .........." Yi Yongheng's momentum completely shocked everyone present, especially Mr. Jing Yu, he thought that he had a thorough understanding of the way of a saint and practiced the body of a saint, but in front of Yi Yongheng, he felt that he was so weak and ignorant, as if a puppet was in front of a saint.

"This, the soldier kills the way, he actually learned it, how could it be, demon, this guy is really a demon, he can do several kinds of learning alone. Mo Chuan was also surprised, but he was relieved, only a perfect sword, as if he understood something very well, when he took the sword in the East China Sea, he already knew the way of vertical and horizontal, and now, Yi Yongheng did not surprise him with the rest.

"How is it possible!" Even the emperor was suppressed by this momentum of fusion, such a thing has hardly happened since ancient times, but now there is a person who is both a scholar and a person, and this person is still a person from the witch sect.

"There is a Chaos Tree, I can also use the Jiuli Pot, now is the time for you to die, the Heavenly Dao is vertical and horizontal, at the mercy of the common people, nine sons and nine vertical!" As soon as Yi Yongheng's voice came out, the entire Starry Sky and Underground Palace seemed to be controlled by some invisible force, which was the supreme ** of the Zongheng family, the vertical and horizontal chess game.

"I actually put up a vertical and horizontal chess game........ Mo Yanchou couldn't believe it, and almost didn't vomit blood.

But in the next moment, something even more surprising happened.

"The Tao is the way, the extraordinary way, the way of heaven and earth, the way of man, the way of the evolution of all things. ”

"The inner saint and the outer king, peace in the world. ”

"The world is dark, only I am monologue, not attacking the ink door, and loving life. ”

"Soldiers, kill the way, the soldiers of the world ........."

Twelve kinds of peerless learning were displayed in a row, all of which converged with various different backgrounds, and finally merged together and evolved in the Jiuli pot.

"Jiuli Town Demon!" he finally made his move, like a god of war between heaven and earth, Jiuli pot suppressed and contained, the emperor was finally afraid, Kunpeng was afraid, such a power was enough to cripple him.............