"You're too weak, look at you, the natal demon type is actually a fish, haha, it's really funny."

In the huge forest, many strange-looking children gathered around a boy and laughed loudly, and the sound spread throughout the forest, echoing in this ancient land.

"Hmph, I'm very powerful, I'm stronger than all of you, even if I don't use the natal demon type, I'm better than you! One day, I will soar above the sky, higher and farther than you have ever flown far! ”

The boy replied loudly, as if trying to drown out the ridicule around him with his small voice, and he tilted his head, looked at the sky, and spoke aloud about the dream in his heart.

He just wanted to look up at the sky, just to feel the comfort of flying in the sky.

He loves the sky and wishes he could be embraced by the sky, like a child coming to his mother's arms. However, his natal demon form can only swim in the icy water, but cannot fly above the sky.

So he told himself that one day he would have the power to fly into the sky. He told everyone that he was going to fly to the sky, to the end of the sky.

However, what awaited him was endless ridicule and ridicule.

Because, in the dictionary of the demon clan, there is no dream two words, only the word strong.

However, no one knew that in the ancient land that year, a child who was ridiculed, a monster who said that he wanted to soar in the sky, many years later, he would become the heavenly master of the entire demon clan, and become a strong man above ten thousand people under one person.

Many years later, Kunpeng stepped on the clouds, flying in the ancient sky, he lowered his head, looked at the beings, and felt that any life that entered his eyes was so small, as small as gravel.

However, this is such a life, but it lives in the ancient land, constantly fighting, constantly trying to compete for more resources, and living in order to survive.

Soon, he saw a new race, a race that had just emerged, similar to monkeys, but not as nimble as monkeys.

They call themselves Terrans, saying that they are the spirits of all things and possess extraordinary wisdom.

It's just that in Kunpeng's eyes, these human races are just some weak food, as long as he wants to, he can move his fingers to grab tens of millions of humans.

"Hmph, without a strong body, cowardly, selfish, and reluctant, what's the use of such a race? I really don't know why God created him. ”

Kunpeng complained, passing by a human colony, what they called a tribe. He was surprised to see a child who was not running on the ancient land, but looking up at the sky.

I don't know why Kunpeng suddenly saw a trace of his own shadow on this child's body, as if he had seen the little Kunpeng who had also looked up at the sky many years ago.

Suddenly, Kunpeng had some thoughts in his mind, and he fell to the ground, transformed into a human form, and walked in front of the child.

"Kid, what are you looking at?"

Kunpeng asked.

"I'm looking at God."

The child grinned, but his head was still tilted.

"What's there to see in the sky?"

Kunpeng then asked.

"I want to know, what's in the sky? I wonder, who made the sky? I wondered, is it possible that one day I can also become the sky, or make a sky out? ”

The child gave a large number of answers, however, each of them was shocking, and each one exceeded Kunpeng's expectations.

This is the first time that this demon clan's heavenly master has encountered something he has never encountered.

"You said you wanted to be a day?"

Kunpeng laughed, and unconsciously there was a hint of mockery in his tone, just like those who laughed at him back then.

"Yes, I want to be heaven."

The child smiled and answered Kunpeng's question in the simplest words.

At this moment, Kunpeng's smile disappeared from his face, as the Heavenly Master of the Demon Clan, as one of the strongest people in this ancient land, Kunpeng suddenly saw something interesting from this child's body.

A thought popped into his mind, so abrupt but so appealing.

Kunpeng wondered if the child would be able to hold on to this little dream if he was left alone on the ancient land, facing endless struggles, fighting and destruction.

So he flew into the sky, spread his arms, and released a monstrous demonic aura. Soon the demon army loyal to him arrived. He saw the horror on the faces of the people of this small tribe of humans.

No one thought that there would be so many demon armies descending on their small mountain village.

The tribal leader stepped out and offered all the cattle and sheep in the hope of revitalizing him, but the answer was a simple spell.

A huge fireball fell from the sky and landed in the middle of their house full of wood and weeds.

A huge flame engulfed everything, the house, the life, everything about the child. Not a single person in the entire tribe survived, except for a single child.

Destruction begins in the body of a child, and can it end in the body of a child.

Just like the demon boys who stood in front of him many years ago, they taunted the little Kunpeng, saying that he could not fly into the sky, but could only swim in the water.

However, a hundred years later, what they saw was the only one of the demon clan with the power of the double natal demon type, watching this fish that they ridiculed fly into the sky, become a peng bird, spread its wings and soar into the sky.

However, now, when Kunpeng destroyed the child's tribe, he watched the child wander across the vast ancient continent, from one human tribe to the next, gradually growing up, gradually showing his talents, and gradually becoming stronger.

However, he, like Kunpeng, has never forgotten his dream.

He wants to become the sky, but now, Kunpeng is still the Kunpeng of the past, and he is still the power of the demon clan, but he is not surrounded by the sky, but suppressed by the sky.

When the ancient continent was in war and the demon clan was in decline, Hongyuan Daozu appeared in front of him. He thought he was lucky to finally have one day to become a saint.

However, in exchange for Hongyuan Daozu's contemptuous words: "Guarding the Northern Underworld for me for 500,000 years, I will send you a sage's creation." ”

Since then, the Kunpeng Demon Master has disappeared from people's sight, and no one knows where it has gone, let alone found him.

However, many years later, the child who wandered on the ancient continent was hailed as the first genius of the entire ancient era, and a small human was shocked by the entire ancient continent.

He refused to be an ancient god, refused to be the supreme ancient emperor, he said that I was just a small human being, I was just a monk.

However, when Hongyuan Dao Ancestor came again one day, he looked at the young and talented man in front of him and asked, "Are you willing to be my disciple?" I'll give you a dream of becoming the sky. ”

However, the man calmly said, "I don't want to, because my dream is no longer to be the sky." It's about creating a sky that belongs only to me. I will make heaven, not become heaven. ”

Hongyuan Daozu is gone, this is the first time he has been rejected.

Kunpeng sat by the dark sea, looking at the chaotic sky, looking up at the sky as he had done many years ago, with nothing around, not even an apprentice.

Without those taunts, he suddenly felt very lonely, very lonely.

500,000 years is a long time as if it will never pass.

So, he found the army of demons and asked them to build a great palace for him, he not only wanted to guard the northern underworld, but also became the lord of the northern underworld.

However, the demons in charge of the construction brought back a piece of news.

They tell Kunpeng that a human man has rejected Hongyuan Daozu's invitation. At this moment, Kunpeng's mind was blank, he didn't know how there could be such a stupid person under the day, gave up the path to becoming the strongest, and even said that he wanted to make the sky!

So he asked the monsters, what is this man's name? Who is it?

They told him that this man's name was Xu Fo, and that he was a human being, and that he was now the top powerhouse on the ancient continent.

At that moment, Kunpeng suddenly wanted to cry. He waited for the arrival of Hongyuan Dao Ancestor, but in exchange for 500,000 years of perseverance.

However, the man who had been played with by him actually rejected Hongyuan Daozu. Before you know it, Kunpeng has already lost.

However, he does not admit it and does not want to believe it.

He remembered his name, remembered his identity, and waited for the day when he would meet this man named Xu Buddha again.

Today, tens of thousands of years later, when two enemies of the year meet, when these two people whose life trajectories are so similar but have constant grievances collide together.

Only one survived.

I don't know if it was the giant bird soaring in the sky, or the calm but deep man next to me.

This is a collision of dreams, a story of an old monster and a little boy, which has been performed since ancient times, and today it is finally coming to a successful end.

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Today's fourth shift, it's not early, everyone rest early.