"Hehe......"

Long Xuan only sneered twice, and boundless killing intent surged from his body, and he stabbed forward gently.

The witch-slaying sword has infinite lethality, killing the quasi-saint powerhouse is like chopping melons and vegetables, and shattering the body of the candle dragon.

"The loss of mana, the collapse of the physical body, and the cut off of the path of cultivation, you must pay a price!"

The candle dragon bloomed with immortal divine light, and the primordial god began to explode, enveloping Long Xuan.

"...... to Ding Town"

In this regard, Long Xuan just sacrificed the Yin and Yang Merit Ding, and turned into a Taiji diagram, with unparalleled defensive power.

From beginning to end, the wind was light, and the self-explosion of the quasi-saint level was still useless, unable to break through the monstrous Dading.

"Don't kill me, seniors, we were forced."

Countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals gave up their resistance and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, just to survive.

"The dragon clan is finished, and decline and destruction are the final destination."

There was a great power in the desolate land who couldn't bear to shake his head.

Compared with Donghuang Taiyi, Long Xuan's killing intent is stronger, and he has also achieved the eradication of the grass.

"Four old dragons dominate the four seas, and now our chance has come."

Many water tribe demon kings were ready to move, and after Long Xuan left, they wanted to occupy the Dragon Palace and divide the territory.

"Fill in the four seas, fill in the ...... the four seas"

The little bird that Jingwei turned into is still repeating this reincarnation, and the power of the rich resentment is amazing, almost enchanted.

"Jingwei reclamation, this is the so-called number of days in the desolate land!"

Long Xuan thought of these four words, and couldn't help nodding secretly, and then frowned, thinking about whether to make a move.

"Boom ......"

In the holy land of the human race, the sky was filled with golden light, and the endless power of luck gathered, turning into a giant dragon that soared for nine days.

"Today, this Shennong is going to carry out the Zen Sealing Ceremony, and everyone who is destined can come to watch."

At the top of Mount Tai, Shennong stands at the highest place, overlooking thousands of people, including many immortals and true immortals, all of whom are the elites of the human race.

"The Great Ceremony of Sealing Zen ......"

A Terran elder took the lead in cheering, using a magic weapon, which produced a burst of echoes.

"The Great Ceremony of Sealing Zen ......"

One by one, the Terran powerhouses began to cheer, and the entire Terran clan danced one after another, celebrating the birth of the second emperor.

"Shennong is about to preach, and most of them are a strong man in the late stage of the quasi-saint."

Long Xuan looked at the top of Mount Tai, and in his eyes, the endless power of luck condensed, the real dragon soared, the phoenix roared in unison, and there was a holy breath.

"Huaxu Ancestor arrives in ......"

"Suiren Ancestor to ......"

"There is a nest ancestor to ......"

The three ancestors of the human race appeared at the same time, sitting on a nine-headed giant beast, which was extremely powerful and a half-step quasi-saint.

"This seat inherits the mandate of heaven, and the emperor is in the thick of the earth, and today's merits are complete, and the position of the emperor of the earth must be proven."

Shennong's voice was brilliant and magnificent, which triggered the luck between heaven and earth, and the world was turned upside down in a word.

"Boom ......"

He began to break through, in front of the entire human race, to make the ultimate leap, to break the myth of the ages.

"The Terrans are truly an awesome race."

The remnant demon god Bai Ze said to himself, he is a wise man of the demon race, and he has also seen the domineering of the demon court, but after all, it is not as prosperous as the human race.

"Good corpse, out of ......"

A doppelganger jumped out of Shennong's body, forged by merit and luck, exuding a powerful aura.

For the beheading of a corpse, the saints were not surprised, in their opinion, Shennong's merit was no less than Fuxi.

"My daughter Jingwei?"

Suddenly, the heavenly machine manifested, Shennong's sixth sense exploded, and he sensed what happened to his daughter, and anger surged into his heart.

"Evil corpse, out of ......"

Another figure flew out, gathered by evil thoughts, and the killing intent in Shennong's heart slowly dissipated.

"The second corpse quasi-saint, it's really enviable!"

Long Xuan thought of his past, and his cultivation path was almost nine deaths, miserable, and he almost fell many times.

"Mother, I'm not a wild seed."

This is Shennong's obsession, and he roared out almost madly, spreading throughout the entire human race.

In the blink of an eye, the three corpses were all beheaded, and Shennong stepped into the late stage of the quasi-sainthood, and the big tripod in his hand turned into the best merit spiritual treasure of the day after tomorrow.

"The Return of the Emperor ......"

The nine stars are one, the world is turned upside down, the vicissitudes of life, and the top of Mount Tai is full of endless merit and luck.

Long Xuan also gained a lot of money, and the power of many merits was condensed, and he was beaten into the Yin and Yang merits.

"I want to redo my old business again, and I am here for the future emperor, Xuanyuan."

Long Xuan couldn't help but raise the witch-slaying sword in his hand, according to myths and legends, this sword would become the Xuanyuan sword in the future.

There is the Xiong clan, a large tribe of the human race, and the wife of the patriarch Shaodian has a vision manifestation, and she is eighty-one years pregnant and finally has a reaction.

"Boom ......"

A baby's cry came, accompanied by the arrival of the unicorn, prostrate at the baby's feet, making a bow movement.

"Poor Dao Guangchengzi, he is the first disciple of the Primordial Tianzun, and he has a relationship with your son."

The colorful auspicious clouds fell, and the Taoist stepped forward eagerly, looking at the strange baby in front of him and smiling.

"Long Daoyou, do you still want to grab the last emperor?"

On Kunlun Mountain, the voice of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable came out, facing Long Xuan.

"Everything is fate, is it against the sky that Yuqing Daoyou is doing this?"

Long Xuan responded coldly.

The Primordial Heavenly Venerable was the most obedient to the sky, but now he frowned, and finally shook his head.

"It turns out that you are a saint's disciple, but I don't want the child to leave me?"

Shaodian pondered for a moment, and finally revealed a dilemma.

"In that case, the poor Dao can cultivate in your tribe and teach me this apprentice."

Guang Chengzi suffered such a loss last time, and now he agrees and directly recognizes the baby in front of him as an apprentice.

"Okay, my son's name is Xuanyuan, and I will practice spells with the Taoist in the future."

Shaodian nodded contentedly, in his eyes, the saint was the most terrifying existence in the world.

"Your son's name is Xuanyuan, and this seat wants to take him as an apprentice?"

Long Xuan was late, and hurriedly walked to the baby in front of him, wanting to caress the other party's skin.

"Ahem, this senior, my son Xuanyuan has already apprenticed."

Shaodian coughed dryly twice and pointed at Guangchengzi, showing an embarrassed expression.

"Senior Long, you're late, Xuanyuan is my apprentice, Poor Dao will teach him well."

Seeing Long Xuan deflated, Guang Chengzi smiled all over his face, and only felt secretly refreshed in his heart.

"It's too late, it's so poisonous!"

Long Xuan couldn't help but be dumbfounded, confirmed it again and again, and then had no choice but to leave.

"The number of days has been set, the next Terran emperor is Xuanyuan, the primordial junior brother is really blessed."

In Shouyang Mountain, the Taiqing Sage secretly admired, he felt that he could take the lead and make Long Xuanzhi have a lot of face.

Along the way, Long Xuan was touring the desolate land, and felt the power of strong luck in a human tribe.

"I, whoa, whoa......"

The evil spirit in the tribe is strong, most of them are mixed with humans and witches, and the son of the patriarch has fallen to the ground.

"Senior, can I worship you as a teacher?"

The newborn baby was able to speak, squinting and smiling at Long Xuan, trying his best to raise his fleshy hands.

"You're Chiyou?"

After seeing the baby in front of him, Long Xuan subconsciously called out the name.

(End of chapter)