Demon Heavenly Court, in the Sun Palace.

The Demon Heavenly Court was built in the Nine Heavens and was closely connected with Zhou Tian Xingdou. Since the Sun Star is the head of Zhou Tian Xingdou and is closely related to the Demon Clan's Double Emperor, the place where the Demon Emperor lives is called the Sun Palace.

As the residence of the Demon Emperor, the Sun Palace is naturally not accessible to idlers. Don't say that it is the idle demon clan, that is, the demon clan and the demon god, and the ten demon saints cannot easily enter, and they must be summoned by the demon emperor before they can step into this place.

Of course, it is not only the Demon Emperor who can enter the Sun Palace, after Xihe is a demon clan, he naturally lives in the Sun Palace. At this moment, this God Venerable and Demon Clan's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he stood in the Sun Palace, his eyes were complicated and thoughtful.

A palm suddenly appeared from behind her, bypassing her shoulder, and embraced Xi and the great god of the wilderness. Xihe didn't see the slightest abnormality, obediently following the strength of that arm, leaning on the arm of the person behind him.

"Your Majesty. ”

The man who suddenly appeared had a majestic face, his eyes were the same as Xihe, all of them were golden eyes, as if two small suns were burning. Wearing a golden robe on his body, there is a three-legged golden crow swimming freely in the golden flames - it is the Demon Emperor Jun!

At this time, this powerful Demon Emperor Supreme, who can be compared to a saint, restrained his domineering spirit, grabbed his wife with one hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xihe didn't see that arrogant appearance at all, his golden eyes flowed, but there was no trace of sharpness revealed, but he gave birth to a little gentleness. Squinting her eyes slightly, she leaned back, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, I am ashamed of Sister Chang Xi today." ”

"Oh, what's going on?" Di Jun asked with a light smile and no concern.

"Sister Chang Xi asked me to kill a witch, but I missed!" Xihe said with some self-reproach: "I was careless for a while, and I actually let him escape!"

"What should I do!" Di Jun smiled: "It's just a witch, next time it's destroyed, why bother to take it to heart!"

Xihe still blamed himself a little, and said, "It's just that I can't live with Sister Chang Xi." ”

"It's nothing!" Di Jun waved his hand and said very magnificently: "I told him about this matter, it's nothing!"

"Hmm. Xi He answered, paused, and then said with some hesitation: "Your Majesty, I still have one more matter, this matter is quite strange!"

"Huh?" Di Jun's eyes widened slightly, and the golden light flowed in them, and he asked directly, "You say." ”

Xi He did not hesitate, and directly told all the things he had experienced today.

"Now that I think about it, the man must have used a mixture of luck. It's just that I'm a little puzzled: what kind of luck can instantly suppress my life and make me feel invincible!"

The more he talked, the more hesitant he became, Xi He's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he was very puzzled.

Di Jun listened to it and thought thoughtfully: "That person is a human race. With his cultivation status, it will never be his own luck......"

"Terran, is it the Terran created by Nuwa?" Xihe was taken aback, and then asked, "Is it Nuwa's luck that suppressed me?"

Nuwa created people, the flood is well known, and Xi and nature are very clear. In her opinion, Nuwa should have a gift to the human race, so that it can borrow her own luck, and it is not impossible to do it with the power of a saint.

Moreover, in this way, things are also reasonable: as a saint supreme, Nuwa's luck is naturally huge, far from being comparable to her. Not to mention suppressing it for a while, even suppressing her forever is idle!

Di Jun denied: "It's not Nuwa's luck. Nuwa's special status makes it impossible for her to make such a move. After a pause, Di Jun added, "Her identity is much more complicated than you know!"

Xihe was stunned for a moment, but seeing that Di Jun didn't mean to say much, he turned his attention away from this matter and continued to ask: "Is that the luck of the human race?"

After all, Xihe is a powerful person in the flood wilderness, although because of his own background, he has not moved around much in the flood wilderness, and his knowledge is not as good as that of Lu Zhudao people, but at this time, how can it not be clear what is going on?

After thinking through everything, Xihe was shocked and frightened: "Little human race, you are so lucky?!"

She also knew the situation of the human race, but it was only 100,000 people. Although there are some cultivation methods, the clan is very weak, and even some small clans on the flood wilderness can't compare!

But such a race can suppress itself for a while with a trace of luck?

As soon as he thought of this, Xi He was very frightened, and his heart was uneasy: "Your Majesty, the human race has such a strong luck in such a situation now, and it must not be allowed to continue to develop!"

Di Jun pondered for a moment, and then said: "The human race was created by Nuwa, and she also has an edict: not to disturb the human race for a hundred years. For Lao Tzu, the human race is the foundation of the sect! If you want to destroy the human race, you will inevitably face two saints......

Xihe opened his mouth wide and was speechless. Knowing this, she suddenly discovered that this quietly developing little human race actually involved two saints!

Just when she was embarrassed, Di Jun suddenly smiled: "That's it." If he is willing to surrender, no matter how lucky he is, he will only integrate into the demon race and help the development of my demon race!"

There are many similarities between clans and monks: if one clan submits to another, most of the clan's luck is enshrined and absorbed by the powerful party, which becomes a helping force for it to strengthen itself. What Emperor Jun thinks is to bring the human race into the scope of the demon race, so that the more luck the human race has, the stronger the demon race will be!

"What if they don't want to?" Xihe asked, "What if the Terrans don't want to be my Heavenly Lord?"

The golden light in Emperor Jun's eyes flashed, and the momentum changed greatly, the emperor's aura was incomparably majestic, and a majestic voice came out of his mouth: "Then there is no need for their existence!

"Besides, no matter how strong the luck is, it is only a possibility of the future development trend, not that it cannot be changed - if the luck of the two races is compared, the luck can be lost!

The competition between the two clans is a contest of luck between the two sides. The fortunes of both sides will constantly change according to the different dynamics between you and me. If one side wins, they can devour the other side's luck for themselves. Although the luck of the human race is strong and still growing, it is still 108,000 miles away from the demon race that has suppressed the flood for hundreds of millions of years. And the difference in strength is even more unreasonable-if the two races really fight each other, the human race will definitely end up in extinction!

"So much for the best. Xi He thought for a while, and finally let go of the worries in his heart: "Your Majesty still thinks clearly!"

Di Jun smiled and tightened his wife in his arms, but he was silent to himself.

Father...... Nu wa......

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