The flood does not count the years and months, and 100,000 years have passed. Since the Heavenly Marriage of the Demon Clan, the Flood Desolate Continent has been in a superficial calm, and there have been no major incidents.

Of course, secretly, the Flood Desolate Continent is surging with undercurrents. Since the marriage of the demon clan, within 10,000 years, the ten golden crow princes have been born one after another, consolidating the inheritance of the demon clan and making the demon clan even more arrogant. After another 90,000 years of growth, the Ten Princes of the Golden Crow have become a very powerful existence of the Demon Clan, surpassing many big demons in strength, and becoming an existence second only to the Ten Demon Saints.

The top ten golden crow princes were born with luck. Emperor Jun and Xi He are all powerful innate sacred, the ten golden crows can be said to stand on the shoulders of giants, they are the darlings of heaven and earth, strong talents, unparalleled supernatural powers, plus they are born with the most precious heavenly and earthly treasures, and they have the best exercises and teachers. At the starting line, they surpassed almost all the creatures of the Flood Desolate Continent.

However, in 100,000 years, they gradually showed their edge, impressing the demons.

Tianhou Xihe loves the top ten princes the most, and will take the ten princes on a trip if there is nothing to do. Sitting on the star chariot used by Emperor Jun to go out on patrol, parade the heavens, so not domineering and mighty.

As for the instructions of the goddess Wangshu, Xihe has long forgotten them. Taiyin Star is cold and cold, lonely and lonely, how can there be such majesty!

Everywhere the stars passed, they were worshiped by demons and sought after by all demons. The stars are infused with spiritual power, like the scorching sun across the sky, and everywhere they pass, they penetrate layers of mist, bringing light to the desolate land, expelling the cold, and more importantly, bringing hope to the desolate creatures.

The creatures of the flood wilderness are grateful for Xihe's merits and are called "the gods of the sun", and over time, the creatures of the flood wilderness have even forgotten the original origin of Xihe. I only remember that Xihe is the "Sun Emperor God", the Queen of the Sun Palace, and some people even rumored that the Queen of Heaven Xihe was born in the Sun Palace since he was a child.

Xihe enjoyed this scene of ten thousand demons very much, and her heart was greatly satisfied. However, the top ten golden crows have followed their mothers since childhood, and gradually became arrogant, thinking that the demon clan is invincible in the world, the demon clan is the master of the flood wilderness, and the entire flood wilderness creatures are all subjects of the demon clan.

Gradually, the ten golden crow princes were pampered and domineering, and their eyes were empty, and after coming to the Flood Continent, they were born after flirting with them to show their strong sense of superiority.

100,000 years have passed, Emperor Jun has worked hard, wanting to break through his cultivation and work hard to manage the demon clan forces, and when he found out that the tenth prince of the Golden Crow has become a demon clan, it has accumulated a lot of difficulties and is difficult to correct.

After 100,000 years of penance, countless times with the help of Hetuluoshu's calculations, he found that the demon clan had a bleak future, which made Emperor Jun haggard. The only hope of the demon clan is that he will sit on the ground and become holy, and all his troubles can be resolved.

However, what Emperor Jun is walking is the road of the emperor, and if he wants to become holy, he must complete the great cause of unifying the flood and famine, end countless years of war, save the world from fire and water, and let the world be unified. This is a great merit, even greater than the merit of Nuwa in creating people.

But how difficult it is to unify the flood and achieve the Emperor's Avenue, this thorny road is so difficult. Such as the Wu Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Sanqing, the Dapeng Kong Xuan, and Mount Meru, none of the forces on either side are so easy to get along with. This achievement is so difficult that even such an eloquent and brilliant person as the Ancient Ancestor Dragon has not been completed, so what can he do to surpass the Ancestral Dragon?

What made him even more depressed was that the arrogance of the tenth prince of the Golden Crow made Di Jun feel that one day, the tenth prince who was above the ten thousand demons under one person would bring a catastrophe to the demon clan!

100,000 years have passed, this year is a very important year, and many great events are destined to happen in this year. First of all, Hongjun's million-year appointment time has arrived, and Hongjun's body still can't enter the flood wilderness, but he can project into the flood wilderness in his own body; secondly, the million-year time of Mount Meru in the west has also arrived, and people will not forget that there are two peerless powers on Mount Meru, which will also be born in this year.

In short, this year is an extraordinary year for the flood famine, and there are many major events to happen.

On Kunlun Mountain, the Sanqing Daoist suddenly opened his eyes, and Taishang said: "The hundred-year appointment has arrived, and the master can already enter the flood wilderness!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun said: "Yes, eldest brother. The fact that the master can enter the flood shows that our era has come, and it is no longer the era when Gu Ming covered the sky with one hand. ”

The master in their mouths naturally refers to Hongjun Dao Ancestor. The one who would rather give up the Pangu Orthodox Sect and become its disciple.

"Hey, since the last time I fought with the underworld, I have been in retreat until now. I still can't understand the way of the saints. Where is our chance?" Taishang was dressed in a dark robe, and his expression was a little gloomy.

They felt that they were infinitely close to the realm of saints, and they were close to the door, but they were never able to break through.

Zhen Yuanzi was sanctified in chaos, Styx was sanctified by killing the Dao, Hongyun was sanctified by the way of innate merit, and Nuwa was sanctified by creating people. The few people who gave priority to sanctification were almost all in the same vein as Gu Ming. Invisibly, the descendants of the ancient Ming lineage are becoming more and more influential in the flood and famine, and almost no one dares to challenge the ancient Ming lineage.

For example, the Wanshou Mountain Spirit Clan is the biggest piece of fat in the world, but no strong person dares to provoke, which is the powerful deterrent power of Gu Ming's lineage.

Compared with the helplessness of Sanqing and the heyday of the demon clan, the Wu clan is much more low-key, just quietly guarding their territory. But everyone wants to know that the Wu clan is in the dark, and they are unwilling to independently fight against the heavens and the power of the saints at this time.

At this time, the human race began to spread out in all directions, and the ancient tribes began to condense and develop.

There is a strong man from the Flood Desolate Continent who once descended to the human race and wanted to study the way to achieve Nuwa's sanctification, but in the end he returned in vain. The human race is an innate Dao form, born with a near-Dao and endless potential, but it has natural shackles, that is, the newly-born baby is too weak and feels that it can't make any waves in the rolling flood.

These strong men had to leave the Terran and did not want to meddle in the affairs of the Terran anymore.

Some are congenitally sacred, and try to accept some Terran disciples and pass on their supernatural powers. However, he found that the potential of the human race stopped at the early stage of quasi-sainthood, and if he wanted to go further, he would have to pay a great price.

The mystery of the human race, although it attracted a lot of attention, was ultimately nothing, and gradually, the vast majority of the strong people lost interest in the human race and no longer cared about this race that created saints.

On this day, the purple gas on Wanshou Mountain was steaming, the rui qi was soaring, and the ground was surging with cyan lotus flowers. The blooming lotus flower shines in the nine heavens and ten earths, the ancient divine city turns, and the immortal divine light flows. A breath of holiness descended on the sky above the ancient city and enveloped the entire Wanshou Mountains.

The Spirit Clan is in a safe corner and does not compete with the great powers of the Flood Desolation. Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Spirit Clan, adheres to the concept of Shizun Guming, does not enter the robbery and does not dominate, and develops in a low-key manner to survive, and is now the top force in the Flood Continent.

The creatures of the spirit clan naturally like to be quiet and natural, fit the heaven and the earth, cultivate the natural avenue, and conform to the heaven and the earth. However, in the battle with the remnants of the underworld, the spirit clan's supernatural powers made the entire flood famine look sideways. The powerhouses of the Spirit Clan, the magical methods are strange and powerful, and even allow them to leapfrog the challenge.

The territory of the Spirit Clan is spread across the entire Southwest Continent, and its territory is no smaller than that of the Wu Clan. Eight ancient divine cities, guarding the eight poles of Wanshou Mountain, evolving the avenue of heaven and earth, layer by layer of sky, flashing with streamers, like a rainbow bridge of heaven and earth, isolating the peep of the outside world.

The three-talent orb turned, Bai Ze's tall figure stood above the divine city, the dragon on the imperial robe danced, wandering in all directions, and a majestic emperor's aura burst out from Bai Ze's body, threatening the entire spirit clan.

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, it is like the eye of heaven and earth, shining with immeasurable brilliance. He stood quietly in the air, merging with heaven and earth, truly incarnating heaven and earth, as if waiting for something.

700,000 years ago, Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, and Red Cloud fought against the four monkeys in the chaos together, and Bai Ze took over everything of the Spirit Clan. In the past 700,000 years, Bai Ze has finally grown into a qualified leader of the Spirit Clan.

The ginseng fruit tree was constantly swaying, and the branches covered the sky and the sun, holding up the entire Spirit Clan Divine City, and the divine tree flashed with inexplicable brilliance and was full of vitality. Suddenly, the entire Wanshou Mountain trembled, and the purple gas enveloped the entire Wanshou Mountain.

After the smoke dissipated, the entire Wanshou Mountain disappeared out of thin air, and all the spirit clans disappeared without a trace!

Above the nine heavens, Di Jun suddenly opened his eyes, his golden eyes flashed with the true fire of the sun, and yin and yang were one. At this time, Emperor Jun's cultivation was even more unfathomable, and just waiting to unify the flood was his opportunity to become holy. He felt something in his heart and looked at the desolate southwest continent.

"I didn't expect that the Spirit Clan would retreat at this time, but it avoided this catastrophe!" Di Jun's expression remained unchanged, and the golden crow above his head spread his wings in the air, and the sun, moon and stars changed together.

The heavenly marriage 100,000 years ago really made up for the luck of the demon clan, so that the luck of the demon clan almost reached its peak. But Di Jun knew that the luck of the demon clan was not perfect. If you want to unify the flood and break the deadlock of the demon clan, you need to merge the spirit clan first, and the demon clan will have the capital to unify the flood wilderness.

Di Jun was thinking about how to let the Spirit Clan return to the embrace of the Demon Clan when he didn't offend Gu Ming, and found that the Spirit Clan had escaped from the world and hid in the cave world formed by the ginseng fruit tree.

"Since this is the case, then the entire Flood Southwest Continent should fall into the hands of the demon clan. There are also masters among the Spirit Clan, otherwise it will be difficult to escape this fate!" Di Jun's face showed an unwilling expression, and his eyes flashed with anger and helplessness.

After all, in the future, the opponent of the demon clan can only be the witch clan. And Di Jun will also face the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After 700,000 years of development, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will inevitably become the quasi-saint consummation realm. Twelve quasi-saint consummate ancestral witches, at the same time launched the Heavenly God Evil Array, how strong should the summoned Pangu be?

It was a Pangu true body that no one had ever seen, and even the saint would probably be beaten and reborn. Even if it was the real Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, Di Jun was not sure of victory.

However, Di Jun has already gone to the end of the path of the Emperor's Avenue, unless he is willing to give up the unbelievable luck that the Demon Clan has brought to him, and start from scratch! It can be said that from the moment the Supreme Demon Court was established, it was destined that Di Jun would not be able to get out of the Demon Clan. He wants to achieve the Holy Throne, and dominating the Flood Desolate Continent is his only way out.

In the past 100,000 years, the painstaking Emperor Jun has laid out the desolate world, but he has found that it is still difficult to reverse the overall situation. Whether it is the Sanqing Taoist of Kunlun Mountain, or the Zhun Ti of Sumeru Mountain, or Kong Xuan Dapeng, they undoubtedly have the posture of sanctification, and none of them are general.

If this group of strong people is truly sanctified, removing the obstacle of the two lich clans is the first thing they need to do. Of course, if you directly attack and destroy a race recognized by the Heavenly Dao, you will drop boundless karma, and the saint will not be able to bear it. But they can play yin, once the saint plays yin, even if it is the largest clan in the world, it will not be able to withstand it.

Di Jun's mind was full of thoughts, but he found that the road ahead seemed to be truncated. The spirit clan is hidden, and the demon clan's luck loses the opportunity to be fulfilled, and it is destined to decline. Once the luck of the demon clan declines, it will be the time when his emperor and his form are destroyed.

Emperor Jun was not afraid of the might of a certain saint, but he was not arrogant enough to stand up to the heavens and saints on his own!

"Heaven and earth are the way ahead, then I will create a path of my own, and no one can stop me from preaching the future!" Di Jun's eyes flashed with a crazy look.

At the same time, the rest of the supreme powers of the desolate world seemed to have sensed and looked at Wanshou Mountain, but their divine consciousness was directly blocked. The breath of the saint directly shook back countless strong people.

Di Jun was alone, came to Wanshou Mountain, bowed down and bowed: "Daozun, the spirit clan defeated the luck of my demon clan, and I should share some territory of my demon clan as compensation." I wonder what Zun thinks?"

In the void, a cloud of vitality turned into Gu Ming's figure, only to see Gu Ming smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking at Di Jun lightly, and said, "Jun, have you ever regretted your decision that day?"

On the same day, when Gu Ming went to the Sun Palace and returned the book of Hetuluo, he asked Di Jun if he would like to be the master of his little thousand worlds, or be his apprentice. At that time, Emperor Jun was extremely ambitious and wanted to rely on his own ability to embark on the supreme road, so he politely rejected Gu Ming's invitation.

Di Jun only hesitated slightly, then resolutely turned around and said, "Daozun said that he laughed, Jun is also a person with ideals. If there is a chance to become the next Dao Zun, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, who is willing to give up! However, if Jun fails here, please also ask Dao Zun to give the demon clan a chance to survive for the sake of the same sun star. ”

Gu Ming smiled and said: "Everyone has their own ambitions, but this one is barely coming." If you have ambition, the world knows it, so let it go. But if you fail, my middle thousand worlds will always leave you a place. ”

Di Jun's brows furrowed, and his face showed surprise! The last time he entered the Gu Ming Xiaoqian World, there were only about twenty Xiaoqian Worlds, which was about the size of the solar system. The middle thousand worlds need more than 3,000 small worlds, at least the size of the Milky Way.

After a million years, has Gu Ming achieved such an achievement?

If Gu Ming is given another period of time, the middle thousand worlds will become the great worlds, and the three thousand worlds will form an immeasurable universe, wouldn't the achievements be comparable to the groundbreaking Pangu?

A living "Pangu", how terrible it is!

Although Gu Ming is still only a thousand worlds, the speed of growth is visible to the naked eye. At least there is hope!

If Gu Ming really reached that point, what realm would it be? Great Dao Realm? Hongmeng Immortal Realm?

This is simply beyond the scope of Di Jun's understanding!

All the living beings in the Flood Desolate Continent, whether they are saints or heavenly Daoists, even if they are Hongjun, they are just creatures under the restrictions of the Flood Desolate Universe, and they cannot escape the barriers of the Flood Desolate Universe. The Heavenly Dao Saint is just a high-level worker in the Flood Universe.

There is really hope to jump out of the flood famine, looking at the entire flood famine, there is only Gu Ming alone!

At this time, Di Jun felt that his intestines seemed to be repentant! Even if he achieved the Emperor's Dao, the highest achievement, it would still be impossible to surpass Hongjun. But he managed to miss a chance to jump out of the wilderness.

He can now fully understand why Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, and Hongyun are obviously similar to their feet, or even inferior to him Dijun, and their achievements are still above him.

The reason is very simple, it is to follow the right person!

At this moment, in the Thousand Worlds of Gu Ming, a heart-palpitating fluctuation suddenly erupted, and a voice shouted: "Dao Zun, come quickly, a few of us can't stand it!"

Gu Ming's face showed embarrassment, his figure flashed in place, and he entered the middle thousand worlds, only to see that in the middle thousand worlds, all kinds of planets collided, energy erupted everywhere, living beings were devastated, and the illusion was so bad that it was comparable to the desolate continent that had just opened the world.

700,000 years ago, Gu Ming obtained the Daohong Mongolian book, and tried to use his own understanding to integrate the laws of the three thousand small worlds and become the middle thousand worlds.

However, the laws of the three thousand small worlds are full of all kinds of contradictions, and as soon as they are merged, they are full of problems. The three of them, Kiss, Dongwanggong, and Fuxi, became firefighters and put out fires everywhere.

Gu Ming shook his head and said, "How can the three of you be useless, you can't even govern the middle thousand worlds, how can you dominate the great thousand worlds in the future!"

While reconcentrating the blasting energy around the star core, the prince of the east said speechlessly: "Daozun, it's not that I can't wait, it's really because of lack of manpower!"

Fu Xi was in tatters, his eyebrows and beard were scorched, and he kept running around in various worlds, and said: "Daozun, why don't you launch a little more tribulation in the desolate world and get some people to come over." It's not that our ability is too poor, it's really because the development of the middle world is too fast. Can't Daozun see that after joining the Hongmengshu, the Middle Thousand Worlds have developed vigorously, and they are about to become two Middle Thousand Worlds in 700,000 years?"

Gu Ming's face turned red, he was too carefree during this time, and he didn't pay much attention to the Middle Thousand Worlds at all. I just feel that people are lying at home, and their cultivation is rising, where did they think that the development of Zhongqian World would be so fast!

If it weren't for the three coolies such as the Kiss, ahhh

It's really not a good thing to develop too fast, and the foundation is unstable, so they can only put out the fire in all directions. Even Gu Ming, the master, is now at a loss!

On Wanshou Mountain, Di Jun looked at the vitality just now. What did he see the moment the middle thousand world just opened!

He saw the fallen Fuxi, and the realm of Fuxi was impressively at the level of a saint!

Isn't it just for the nine holy positions of the flood world, and he Fuxi has fallen, but he has already taken the lead in becoming holy!

Although the Heavenly Daoists of the Thousand Worlds in the Ancient Ming cannot be compared with the Heavenly Daoists of the Flood World, what if the Middle Thousand Worlds evolve into the Great Thousand Worlds and evolve into the Infinite Universe?

So, will Fuxi become an existence comparable to Hongjun?

Thinking of this, Di Jun couldn't help but feel excited!

He bowed to the group of vitality, and said loudly: "Dao Zun, the spirit clan has escaped from the world, and the luck of my demon clan is complete." My demon clan can only occupy Wanshou Mountain as compensation for the demon clan. Daozun's words, Jun remembered in his heart, if Jun accidentally failed and fell, he was willing to go to Daozun to make a living. ”

Gu Ming was also anxious now, and after listening to Di Jun's words, he waved his hand and said: "Love what you want, don't mess around!"

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