The last rays of the sun on the eve of the twilight left from the west, and the night sky gently covered the entire grassland, and Huang Shang appeared in the sea of grass with Long Ji.

The wind blew, with the pleasant smell of hay, and the stars appeared, silently covering the entire sky, and the twinkling Milky Way passed overhead.

"Wow! Father, look, the place where we live is so beautiful! ”

Long Ji blinked his big watery eyes and pointed to the sky, much more lively.

Huang Shang glanced at the bright stars and the Milky Way like a ribbon of light, further converging his strength, saving this place from becoming a cave blessed land that was more central than Buzhou Mountain.

The emperor of heaven is sometimes quite tired, and the microservice has to take into account the environment of the world, and cannot destroy the ecological balance.

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"Let's go!"

Huang Shang walked forward, and Long Ji followed with his calves behind, wanting to stretch out his hand but not daring, until the big hand handed over, and then he took the hand of the father beautifully.

But what I saw and felt next was not beautiful.

Huang Shang chose a place where there was death and fighting.

For example, the big demon simply kills for his own joy and anger, and ambushes millions of corpses.

For example, the East China Sea roared and poured under the demonic power of Kunpeng, flooding the earth.

Another example is the great drought in Middle-earth.

It may seem that the drought is not as terrible as it is above, but in fact it is still excessive.

Because all races need water.

There is no rain in the sky, and the waters of the four seas are being squandered by the big demons, whether it is the human race, the witch race, the beast race, or others, they are dying in large numbers.

The tribes were in a long state of panic.

Every day they wake up to the blue sky, they look at the sky, but they can only watch the fireball-like sun sink to the horizon in the twilight, and then hope that when they open their eyes tomorrow, there will be a rainstorm.

Tomorrow after tomorrow.

Xiao Jingteng didn't come for a long time.

As a last resort, the tribes fought over the water, either the large tribes merged with the smaller tribes to get the few water resources, or they all died together, and no one could drink water.

When Long Ji saw this, he felt pity: "Father, I want to help them, let it rain!" ”

Huang Shangdao: "After the chaos, there will be great governance, which is the test of the Great Dao. ”

As the Emperor of Heaven, just one glance knows the intention behind the drought.

The Yellow Emperor and Chi You's competition for deer is unfolding in this context, the Central Plains with Buzhou Mountain as the center, no more than the wilderness of Siyi, there are many water resources, and the big demons dare not be presumptuous casually, in order to survive, they must lay there.

This world is too vast, and if there is no such life and death supervision, all races are at peace with each other, and each holds a piece of territory, and there may never be a need for conflict.

If the resources are enough to enjoy, the madman will have nothing to bet on the survival of his tribe and merge with other races and tribes, but the current living environment is forcing them to compete for the orthodox position.

Only the orthodox race can survive, and the rest of the races can only be eliminated in the long river of history and become legends.

This is the catastrophe.

There is destruction and new life in the tribulation.

Long Ji didn't quite understand, and Huang Shang took her and continued to walk, passing through blood and black smoke, through fire and migration, and finally came to another grassland.

It happened to be dusk again, but when the setting sun stained the earth with a blood-like crimson, the blood was really splashing.

The Great War is breaking out.

The two clans of the Wu clan are vying for the last source of water within a radius of thousands of miles.

In fact, most of the water source has dried up, and the ugly riverbed has been exposed in many places, but the gurgling stream that is still flowing, not stingy with the source of life, is worthy of the fight of two powerful tribes.

And living in this ancient era, the adult Wu clan is strong and walks like flying, and the warriors among them are more able to open mountains and crack rocks, and their bodies are as fast as lightning.

There is also a sorcerer, wearing a chain made of animal bones, holding a fist in one hand and holding a palm in the other, chanting incantations, flying sand and stones, wind and flames, echoing the coming and going.

Under the overwhelming flames of one of the clans, the other began to retreat.

"Golem!"

Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from the water source, the wizard on the opposite side began to cast a spell to fill the water and transport it outward, and the leader of this side roared in anger, and his hands suddenly rose.

The mountain not far away shook in bursts, and the gravel stood up, forming hundreds of stone spirit giants, staggering over, but the other party would not be stupid to let you use it, and immediately spit out flames, connected into a piece, stretching for thousands of miles, and there were more strong Wu warriors who released gas from under them, and the wind helped the fire, and rushed straight into the formation.

The two sides fought, one corpse after another fell, and seeing that it was another lose-lose battle, a sudden sound sounded in the sky.

Bang!

Both sides were stunned, looking at the sky, their brains faintly knew that it was thunder, but they couldn't believe it.

For the umpteenth time, they had hoped to hear it, but when the thunder actually came, it felt so unreal.

Huang Shang looked at Long Ji who raised his little hand: "Have you thought about it?" ”

Long Ji's smart eyes froze nervously, and he nodded heavily: "Father, I want to help them." ”

"Then it's going to rain!"

Bang! Thundered!

But the thunder was obviously not one, and a continuous stream of thunder rushed through the sky, and dark clouds soon appeared, obscuring the light of the setting sun, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

The two clans who had killed you and me just now stopped in unison and retreated to both sides, but they did not relax their vigilance, holding their weapons and muttering in their mouths.

Maybe they don't even know what they're talking about.

Finally, the first drop of water passed through the sky and landed on the head.

One drop, two drops, three or four drops.

The torrential rain was overwhelming, and it was falling with a bang.

Everyone opened their mouths and stared blankly at the sky.

"Water! Water!!! ”

In the dead silence, a hoarse roar rang out.

Everyone shouted, huddled with the enemy who had just fought for life and death, and fell into the muddy water, covered in mud, jumping and laughing.

Long Ji smiled, she also had a kind of heartfelt joy when she saw others happy, but she quickly frowned again, feeling lost, as if she had lost something.

This is the perception of the innate body, ordinary people can't find it at all, just when she was raining, an invisible force acted over, weakening her blessings.

This is the punishment of the Great Dao.

For this kind of interference, the Great Dao will not be directly destroyed, after all, it is not a heinous thing to rain down, but this kind of confrontation with the Great Dao will destroy its own good fortune.

If you help others through the calamity, you may not be able to survive the calamity yourself.

Of course, since this kind of blessing and longevity has been reduced, there is an increase, for example, at this time, the rain in Longji saved the two tribes, and if they appear strong in the future, they may repay it, and in turn increase the fortune and help her survive the catastrophe.

That's the charm of the avenue.

Huang Shang did not stop the child's kindness, but he also looked down on everything from the perspective of domination, small good and small evil, big good and big evil, all have their own reasons.

However, Long Ji's breath is different, this prayer for rain, the creatures at the bottom only know how to cheer the rain coming, and the surrounding demons are attracted by this tempting aura.

There is no desolate Eastern Emperor Taiyi in this world, and there is no ancient demon court, but the big demons are still the most powerful existence of the single body, they are made of the qi of heaven and earth, many of them are innate creations, and the birth hand has the ability to turn over the mountains and seas, and the lower realm is unmatched.

Some are also self-motivated, such as Ying Long, who is in charge of rain in the heavenly realm, is a big demon, went to heaven, became a civil servant after the assessment, and took up an iron rice bowl.

But for the sake of freedom, more big demons didn't pay attention to the heavenly court at all, and only cared about their own enjoyment, and at this time, they were even attracted by Long Ji's pure vitality.

For a while, the situation changed drastically, and the breath of all parties was crazy and agitated, rushing towards here, and the ferocity of choosing people to devour them fought on the way, wanting to compete for this delicious food.

Long Ji's smart little eyes rolled around, as a princess of the heavenly realm, she had her own majesty, but she said timidly: "Father, I'm so scared!" ”

Huang Shang smiled: "Naughty, everything in the world is my people, why bother to kill more?" ”

Long Ji sighed, a little regretful: "They are full of blood, so annoying." ”

The big demon regards the common people as food, and every living creature that eats it is much more exaggerated than the three demon kings of the Lion Camel Ridge in the Westward Journey World, after all, there are many races in this world, as long as they are weak, the demon clan will not let go, and for the immortals who are not stained with dust, their filthy breath is the most disgusting.

Huang Shang was also disgusted at first, but he relaxed at the thought of dominating authority.

If you don't have that all-encompassing mind, you can't rule over all beings......

Sou!

At this moment, a pheasant suddenly appeared in the rear, with a bright color and shrunk into inches, and suddenly appeared behind the two of them, poking out its extremely sharp beak and falling towards Longji's heavenly spirit.

Long Ji sighed, and saw a slight shock from the sleeve of the father, and the big demon pheasant disappeared.

Turned into powder, and disappeared cleanly.

Ryuji: "(*^▽^*)"

God the Father is the best!

Huang Shang: "......"

Uh, a little heavier.

It seems that everything that is inclusive is going to be reduced by one.

Anyway, if you shoot at him, this eyesight deserves to end up like this, and domination does not mean forbearance.

"Let's go!"

This is a trivial matter, no less than the rain in Longji to reduce the luck, as the Emperor of Heaven, he has no impact at all, Huang Shang took Longji's little hand and continued to walk forward.

The group of big demons behind him lingered, not daring to step forward, reluctant to go, unwilling to give up.

Don't look at them devouring tens of thousands of living beings, but they are strong and weak, and in the face of more powerful existences, they will seek good fortune and avoid evil.

This pheasant is one of the nine veins bred by the phoenix, and it is also a strong person in the demon clan, but it was destroyed in an instant, such a terrifying enemy is obviously difficult to match.

But it doesn't matter, you can arch the fire!

For example, the phoenix has other children, among them, one of whom has the power of the innate five elements, and his mana is boundless, and he is recognized as one of the most powerful among the big demons.

"Hurry up and invite the peacock!"