The universe is vast and boundless, and the sun, moon and stars are innumerable. All the known and unknown may come from the mysterious and unpredictable void. However, the universe itself is not a single being. The same kind as it may be like the dust on the ground and the clouds in the sky, and it is difficult for human beings to detect it clearly. In a certain time and space, there is a universe called "Dongyang".

Just like a flower blooms and falls, the universe also has its own laws of growth, withering, and repetition. The Dongyang universe, every epoch that is replaced, is 1.8 million years. Since its birth, it has gone through 22 epochs. And divided into the six worlds of underworld, ghosts, people, immortals, Hongmeng, and Taoism.

The world is up and down, and the ups and downs alternate. The Six Realms also have irreversible aging. Every 140,000 years, it will experience a devastating catastrophe. Survive this catastrophe, and it will usher in a new life. Otherwise, it will be like a dead living being, and can only step into the cycle of death.

In order to solve the impending crisis of the Six Realms, the Heavenly Dao Ancestors of the Hongmeng Realm gathered their collective strength to create the "Shengming Yang Hui Weather" that could turn things around. I didn't want to be that spirit, so I mistakenly broke into the world and turned into a human form, and started my life journey.

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Celebration of the human world, 139,821 years.

In the easternmost part of the human world, there is an auspicious and rich continent, named "Shengu Xianzhou".

It is 90 million miles long and occupies half of the land of the human world. It has a long network of rivers, ancient relics of the wilderness, fairy and mysterious mountains, deep caves with hidden ghosts, scorching and boundless deserts, dense and lost forests, ice fields and ...... in the cold winter of 10,000 years.

And in the southeast of Xianzhou, there is a towering mountain, Qishan, which leads directly to Yunting. The oldest Taoist sect in the human world, the "Heavenly Dao Sect", is located in this mountain.

On Qishan, there are towering 10,000-year-old trees and immortal grass fruits. There are clusters of flowers and waterfalls falling from the sky. It is common to see the nine-colored phoenix soaring around the towering sacred tree, and its wings draw the glow of the sky. The sea of flowers is sprinkled with pollen, converging into a colorful incense river. Peaceful and docile rare spirit beasts, by the spring, in the forest, on the stones, rolling their furry bodies wantonly, yawning constantly. In the elegant place of the bamboo forest, the quiet place with colorful flowers and trees, there are many caves with good feng shui, all of which are inhabited by immortal monks.

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Spring in April is the warmest and softest time in the world.

The sun is rising, and you need to raise your eyes to see the right hour.

A precipitous cliff in the southernmost part of Qishan, the mirror surface cut out by the knife, is connected to the cloud tips rolling in the sky, and the deep valley with the haze rolling below. The wind blew, as if it was about to be split in half, but I saw a little Taoist priest in blue on the top of the mountain, like a whirling leaf, calmly floating down.

Look at his eighteen or nineteen years, with a generally thin body and a handsome white face. Wearing a blue robe with gold edges, black cloth boots, a green jade belt, and a green bamboo hairpin, he was dressed as an ordinary rich Taoist priest. In this era of rich spiritual energy and cultivators everywhere, it seems that he is only one of ordinary beings.

The little Taoist priest carried a green bamboo basket on his back, fluttering back and forth between the mountain walls, busy picking medicinal herbs. With a slight sweat on his forehead, he stood on the cliff to rest. When I turned around, I was intoxicated by the magnificent scenery.

The sunset on the horizon is like layers of golden waterfalls, covering the entire mountain forest. Colorful birds, frolicking and chasing, danced into a storm of colors. Rows of white cranes, spreading their white wings and rushing to the sky, neatly embraced into the vast sky. Dewdrop-filled flowers and spiritual fruits sparkle like jewels. The red flame unicorn, the splendid and colorful tiger, the huge but flexible white rhinoceros, and the lively and cute deer are jumping and frolicking all over the mountains.

"It's really a good scenery of harmony among all beasts and auspicious heaven and earth." The little Taoist priest looked elegant and sighed.

Suddenly, from behind the mountain, there was a frenzy of fighting between the two different Dao and the demon.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth became dark, and the clouds changed to thunder. Weibo, who fought hard by the strong, was in chaos for dozens of miles. The birds frolicking in the forest, the creeping beasts in the flowers, hurriedly hid in the depths of the woods.

The little Taoist priest looked at the shocking changes in the distance, his jade eyes were still calm, and he said to himself: "The wind breathes and mourns, and the sky is burned with anger." This demon is so strong in hatred, and this in the way is so strong in killing intent. There is one more unreasonable dispute in the world, so let's take a look. ”

Immediately stepped on the wind and left.

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In the past, Houshan was the quietest and most private world. Colored stones are piled up, beside the winding and quiet path, the pine forest is blowing in the breeze, the spring water is pouring to nourish the living beings, and all kinds of flowers of different colors can add a lot of elegance. It's a pity that the big war just now has ruined these beautiful things.

At this time, gravel was scattered everywhere, pine strips were toppled, the clear and pleasant spiritual spring was dyed with blood, and the beautiful and lonely delicate flowers were burned into charcoal. The demonic qi that drifted everywhere was like a thick black mist, obscuring the colorful vitality in the mountains.

In the depths of the pine forest, at the source of the demonic energy, there was the corpse of a demon youth. He had been pierced by the sword through dozens of holes, and his death was very miserable. His skin was swollen with strange black lines, his black mouth was sticking out his long tongue, and his bleeding red eyes widened unwillingly, as if he was about to burst out of his sockets with anger. Rao is such a terrible and fierce appearance, but he can still see some extraordinary handsomeness from his hideous face. And his heart, which had been poked out of a huge hole, was emitting demonic energy like a raging wave, as if it was about to fill the heavens and the earth.

Standing solemnly next to the corpse, the five peerless old Taoist priests of the Heavenly Dao Sect. The five of them all have silver hair and purple robes and gold crowns. The same is holding a sword with a strong cold light. However, the body is fat and thin, and the face is cold, so it is estimated that the mind of looking at the corpse should be different.

Seeing that the demon corpse had undergone a mutation, the five of them frowned. The oldest in qualifications, the most loving in face, and the most loved by the young disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Hurriedly took out a "Jiuyang Saint Qingling Talisman" from the golden dragon scale talisman bag on his waist and threw it in front of the corpse's chest. With one hand, he made the Dharma seal, and recited the Dao Jueyun: "Na Tian Yang, one gas three thousand, the Holy Qing Fa, the obstacle of pure demons, extreme!" ”

Lao Dao drank clearly, and the small yellow paper and red talisman immediately absorbed the brightest and softest yang energy in heaven and earth, and transformed into nine golden suns, hovering above the demon body, and injecting the extreme yang qi.

In terms of bloodline, the demon race and the immortal race are the same kind, and they are also close relatives of the human race. The Yuan Power of human beings all comes from the dantian. The immortal clan originated from the Shenyuan, and the demon clan not only has a dantian, but also a special magic plough stove sea. This sea of demonic ploughs is hidden in the heart, and it is also the foundation of demonic energy. The Jiuyang True Power played by the old Tao rushed into the heart of the demon body, and suddenly triggered an extreme explosion of yin and yang mutual exclusion! With a "bang", the corpse was directly shattered, and the flesh and blood were sprinkled in the mountains and forests.

Dust to dust, dust to dust. Perhaps this is the greatest fairness in the world.

Seeing that the demon's body was destroyed, the five veterans each collected their swords. However, not waiting for them to leave in peace. Suddenly, a dark wind blew in the mountains, and a terrifying resentment rolled in all directions. The black clouds gathered in the sky, like a black ocean toppling into the sky, mixed with swaying red thunder, a terrible scene of the end of the world.

The hundreds of Taoist priests watching the battle from a distance turned white with fright, and looked up at the unfathomable heavenly dome. The five veterans have subdued countless demons and subdued demons in their lives, and they are used to seeing such scenes, and there is no turmoil in their hearts. I know that this is the demon who is unwilling to die, and he happened to encounter the catastrophe of the sky. So, when he took the opportunity to seize the sky, he wanted to turn into a demon and reappear in the world.

Although no old man is one hundred and fifty years old, his heart is still as soft and simple as that of a teenager. Even in the face of the demon in front of him, he is full of pity and sympathy. Sighing: "Alas! Long Hui died unwillingly. Fellow Daoists, he has now swallowed the heavens and has become a demon that heaven and earth do not tolerate, we must be careful to surrender, and don't hurt the living beings more. ”

The other four veterans nodded, raised the Demon Slaying Sword in their hands again, and waited solemnly.

After death, the soul leaves the body, this is the common sense that everyone in the Shengu Immortal Continent knows. However, ordinary people's ghosts are separated from the body, and the eyes cannot see. And right now, this demon clan has swallowed the heavenly calamity qi and condensed the yin spirit between heaven and earth, and is about to become a demon that everyone can see and fear.

A moment later, the ghostly mist that enveloped half of the mountain and the green mist gathered from the ground. The sky became darker, the stinking black wind began to howl wantonly, and the strange blood rain was dripping down, and the world seemed to be dyed into a hell of ignorance.

"Roar!"

The ghost roared in the sky, the scream was hoarse, and it was terrifying. The demon, full of outpouring resentment, finally couldn't hold back his demand for revenge and hurriedly appeared in the dust. And he, who had fallen into a demon, had lost his human appearance.

Look at him, he is ten feet tall, like a hill standing upright. The black charcoal body with stripes of stripes, bulging large muscles emitting black smoke, and the golden markings like a tiger all over them. The head the size of a water tank, the bloody mouth spewed green mist, the bowl-sized red eyes glared, the gray hooked nose was like a sharp sickle, the five-foot-long messy hair was like thatch under the wind, and there were two black scales on the top of the head. He looks like a half-human, half-ghost, half-demon.