"Not good! Bad! Big bad! ”

Above the waves of the East China Sea, on an island similar to China, the monsters imitated the Chinese system of Shenzhou and built a city-state.

The ministers in the country are divided into civil and military affairs, and the subjects in various places are divided into neighbors.

Its Chinese lord is a violent ape demon king, surrounded by black mist, making it impossible to see the true face, but when the black fog dissipates, it can also be seen wearing an imperial crown and a nine-dragon robe, and it is luxurious and domineering.

It's just that at this moment, it swept away the pomp and circumstance of the past, and some of them were just panicked.

In the original majestic hall, there is a bright lamp, which is a treasure, which ignites the vitality of heaven and earth, which can cause the spirits here to speed up their breath and exhale, and then cultivate to a great increase.

But now the light has suddenly dimmed by a third, and the light used to be like a tiger's head, but now it is at most a leopard's head.

"Your Majesty, isn't there something wrong with the 'Aura Magic Lamp'?!"

There are many demon kings among the ministers, and they ask one by one.

"Nope! No! It is the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth that has been cut off, this is not a reduction, nor is it that someone has evacuated the aura, it is erased, it is transferred, from now on, the world will have less of these aura, and it will never be replenished, and there will be no increase. ”

"Huh?!"

"Your Majesty, how is this possible?! Who in the Three Realms can have such a skill? I'm afraid that if Tianzun comes, there is nothing he can do, right?! ”

The black mist that wrapped around the storm ape suddenly dissipated, and the head of an ape was hideous and terrifying, and while the canine teeth were exposed, it unwillingly revealed a look of awe.

"I don't know...... But all this has already happened, which only means that the worst has happened......"

The black fog dissipated, and the entire image of the violent ape was revealed, which turned out to be the "third prince of Wuchao" who committed two crimes in Wuchao County.

It suddenly whispered, "Father, what should I do, how can I be a child with such an irresistible power?" ”

However, the whisper of the "Ahuizotl Great Sage", which was supposed to respond to it, did not appear.

The connection in the blood was actually blocked.

This made the "Third Prince Wu" shocked: "Not good! Father is in trouble—"

This is the connection between the bloodlines of a generation of demon emperors, and it will be blocked, it must be a strong and fierce force, and there is no fear of the demon emperor, and even has the invincible belief of trampling on the demon emperor.

"Taiyi Dharma! Wanshui Tracking—"

The violent ape suddenly became larger, pinched out the seal with both palms, and slapped it on the ground.

A huge formation appeared, the blood vessels in the arm were constantly pumping, and the blood flowed into the formation, forming a pool of blood, and the blood pool turned into a mirror, tracing up from the East China Sea to Huaishui, and then further explored.

At the bottom of Huaishui, a picture shocked the storm ape.

I saw a poor and helpless little ape, huddled in a ball with his knees in his arms, as if sleeping there.

"Father—"

It wants to cast a spell to call, but it is useless, and no matter how much mana is projected into it, it will be absorbed.

It's not that the mana has no effect, it's that the mana is neutralized and devoured.

A mysterious power is covering the little ape in the water, and that power makes the "Third Prince Wu" extremely frightened, and it even sees one picture after another, each picture is different.

Some are murals, some are silk paintings, and some are pottery ......

The humble lines tell a simple story.

There is a demon emperor in Huaishui to make trouble, the human emperor tied the demon emperor with chains, and then used the "Dinghai God Zhen Iron" to suppress it in Huaishui.

The Demon Emperor never gave up, and every once in a while, he would jump up and down, intending to break free from the chains and escape from Huaishui.

It can't escape after all, but its jump also swept the waves of Huaishui.

This is the flooding of Huaishui every once in a while.

The story is so simple and unremarkable, but for the "Third Prince of Wu", this is simply a thunderstorm.

"Nope! No! Father, father—"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, take care of your immortal body-"

The ministers persuaded one after another, but the "Third Prince Wu" shouted in panic: "It's over, it's over, my father is completely banned, and I will never see the light of day again, it's over, it's over......"

A generation of demon emperors was sealed in a story.

As long as someone lives, the story will still circulate, it is a myth, and the demons in the myth will never see the light of day, and when their life span is exhausted, they will never be able to live beyond the sky.

Even if they lived, they could only live in stories and legends.

At the same time, the Xia Chamber army of the southern expedition had chaos in the middle of the march.

Among them, many peak ghosts and immortals were actually cut off by thirty percent of their mana out of thin air.

They can still sense these three percent of the mana, but they can't use it.

Because of their mana cap, they were forcibly lowered by thirty percent.

At the same time, many powers of the immortal realm are also active, either angry, or lamenting, or unwilling, or manic, but they have all made choices.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, immortals gathered, all kinds of "star fields" appeared out of thin air, and the immortal powers that had disappeared in the past all emerged.

They no longer reside in the human world, but want to set foot on the road to heaven and return to the fairy world.

Rao is a "Disaster Divine Monarch", and it is also a lament, and then he led the crowd to Kunlun.

At this moment, Kunlun was extremely lively, after all, those immortal powers who had not been traced for thousands of years for thousands of years actually appeared.

"Chaos, are you still obsessed?"

Wei Hao's voice suddenly sounded, he stood on the riverside, boating alone at the mouth of Chaohu Lake, the waves were ups and downs, there was no fish monster for the slender man, no dragon king for the royal horse.

The small boat under his feet is just an ordinary fishing boat, with no aura and no magic.

"You are making enemies of the heavens! You great demon of the world—"

"Emperor Jiang Taishi" no longer has the same bearing as before, he is in a state of confusion, like a mortal in the market scolding.

"Hahahahaha......"

Wei Hao laughed proudly, "Chaos, you useless waste, killing you is just as easy as a finger." What were your old prides? What about the transcendent mana that thinks it can be above mortals? Without the foundation of the world, your flight to the sky and the earth is just a dream bubble. ”

Wei Hao held the sword in his hand, hit the water and shouted: "Let you be gods and demons, no one, nothing!" ”

"There's still time—"

"Emperor Jiang Taishi" shouted, "The whole army listens to the order, this is the time of life and death, and only by fighting to the death with Wei can there be a glimmer of life." Otherwise, the more powerful we are, the more intense it will be when we are hidden from the world......"

"Huh."

Wei Hao chuckled, the sword was like an oar, the boat traveled without wind, shuttling on Chaohu Lake, drawing a white trail, that trail, at first glance, really looked like a white dragon.

There are people who saw this scene along the coast, and they all said that this is the lake god traveling, and there are outstanding students who also write poems and sing.

It's just that after the poems are written, they are just the talk of literati and ink writers, peddlers and pawns, and ordinary people also know that this is elegant and interesting, and there is no miracle.

When the army of "Dijiang Taishi" attacked again, the changes in the army were even more drastic, and there were monsters in the mountains and rivers every five miles; Every ten miles, there are essences that appear in their original form and flee in all directions.

"Five miles and a short pavilion, ten miles and a long pavilion. They are all places where travelers settle down and rest. ”

Wei Hao's voice was unhurried, but it seemed to sound directly in the ears of countless people, and it also seemed to sound in the hearts of countless non-people.

Since it is a place for people to rest and shelter from the wind and rain, there may be snakes, insects, rats and ants, but demons and monsters...... Categorically no.

(End of chapter)