"I don't know what kind of changes such a huge force will bring to the flood in the end, I'm really looking forward to it. Tongtian Daoist said with some envy, he was a little nervous at this time, and he really wanted to go outside.

Yuan Shi came back to his senses and glanced at Tongtian: "Forget it, let's not think about going out yet, let's get out of our own edification concepts, spread the flood as soon as possible, and don't let me wait here in obscurity." ”

The Taiqing Daoist has a calm and breezy appearance, and it seems that he already has eyebrows, and he doesn't seem to be so concerned about the current flood situation.

Although over the years, Sanqing has broken through to the realm of mixed yuan one after another, but both Yuan Shi and Tongtian faintly feel that the eldest brother seems to be becoming more and more unfathomable.

And this unfathomable is not only at the level of strength, but in all aspects.

Seeing the two younger brothers looking at him, Taiqing Daoist shook his head slightly: "The current situation of the flood is not something that we can control, let alone when we wait to enter the game, Hugh has to pay too much attention to it." ”

"What my brother said is very ......," Yuan Shi said in unison.

......

The establishment of the demon clan, although there have been preparations by the demon gods before, and the wise men have participated in the whole process, but after all, this is a brand new affair without any reference, so Nuwa and Fuxi, the two newly joined demon emperors, also began to play their respective roles at this time.

Nuwa Niangniang formulates the etiquette of the demon clan, rules and regulations, makes rituals and music, and lives at four o'clock.

Fuxi is to formulate the social management model of the demon clan in detail, and formulate the grand plan for the demon clan to participate in the construction of heaven and earth.

The work of the two demon emperors has been well received by many demon gods.

So, decades later, in the central place of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, the leaders of the billions of trillions of ethnic groups gathered, and the representatives of the desolate ten thousand ethnic groups gathered together.

And this place has long been built by the demon gods and supernatural powers, a high platform that is millions of zhang high and towers into the clouds.

The high platform is divided into thousands of layers, represented by billions of trillions of ethnic groups, arranged in order from weak to strong.

Under the high platform, in all directions, are the weakest representatives of many ethnic groups, although they are the lowest in strength, but they are indeed the foundation of the demon clan alliance.

At this time, the representatives of this trillion-pounding ethnic group were all full of energy, high morale, straight posture, elongated necks, and looking at the top of the high platform expectantly.

Among them, many ethnic groups have been looking forward to today's event for a long time.

It is not easy to survive in the flood famine, and the rise and fall of each ethnic group is also sudden, and no one knows when it will be destroyed by a passing supernatural person, and even if you are not careful, the entire ethnic group will become the food of the most ancient fierce beasts.

Generally, this kind of thing, the Demon Alliance will not care, after all, it is just an alliance.

Therefore, although these large number of basic races can get many benefits in the Alliance of All Races, they feel that they are not enough.

And now, it is said that Emperor Junxing mainly unites all races into one clan, so from now on, these lowest-end basic races will not be small tribes without backing, let alone a member of the alliance that no one cared about before, but will become a real member of the Great Flood Clan.

The basic group at the bottom thinks that they have earned it, so they have been looking forward to this big event for a long time.

The middle and lower races of the high platform are also staring at the top of the high platform, looking at the wind that has been blowing in the center of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance for so long, they naturally know some more news than the low-end races, so they have been looking forward to this matter for a long time.

As far as they knew, once the Ten Thousand Races were formed, they would naturally have a lot of authority over many of the lower races.

What a great temptation!

You must know that in today's flood famine, for these groups that have generally guaranteed their survival, it is too slow to develop and rely only on themselves, and the best way is, of course, to be able to dominate and exploit the low-end groups.

It's just that in the past, everyone was a loose alliance, with their own barriers between each other, and it was difficult to break them, so empty ideas were not allowed to be implemented.

But once the Wan Clan is established, they will definitely make a lot of money!

The representatives of all ethnic groups at the middle and low levels also feel that they are very profitable.

In contrast, the upper-level demon clan on the high platform felt even more that they had earned it.

can harvest so many races at once, it is said that these high-ranking races, after turning into a clan, can suppress the low-end races by virtue of their innate bloodline advantages.

Such a privilege, they have earned it, okay?

In such a situation, everyone felt that they had earned it, so countless representatives of all ethnic groups were looking forward to that beautiful day coming soon.

That's when —

Boom!

A bell rang through the Three Realms, sweeping through the Three Realms with great power, transmitting to the ears of many desolate creatures, and resounding in their hearts.

Many great supernatural beings in the flood wilderness, at this moment, all looked towards here.

I saw that in the central place of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, on the million-foot high platform, one after another, the most powerful representatives of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, those prestige and sacredness in the center of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

Among these powerhouses, the weakest ones are all Taiyi Golden Immortal levels, and the most powerful are the dozens of mixed demon marshals wearing sun, moon and star suits.

When the representatives of the billion-trillion clan saw this scene, they all held their breath, and their primordial spirits seemed to be about to freeze.

As a member of the Alliance of All Races, they naturally knew that these prestigious Alliances of All Races were inherently sacred.

They defeated the once incredible Ancient God Alliance, and in the long years of struggle, they made countless achievements, which were admired by future generations.

With this group of innate sacredness at the level of mixed elements, the Demon Clan Alliance is firmly in the position of the number one force in the flood wilderness.

For a while, the representatives of hundreds of millions of ethnic groups, looking at these powerhouses in the center of the Ten Thousand Ethnic Alliance, all showed a look of longing in their eyes.

But it's not over yet.

"Boom!"

This time, the terrifying sound of the bell seemed to pass against the ground, which frightened many of the monks.

Then, at the top of the high platform, four emperors wearing imperial robes appeared on it.

Emperor Jun Taiyi's imperial robe is embroidered with a huge golden crow, the golden crow is about to fly, the sharp golden claws seem to pierce the emperor's robe, and the eyes are extremely sharp, so that people can't help but avoid it at first sight, as if they don't dare to look directly.

On top of Nuwa Niangniang's imperial robe, there is a landscape painting, and Fuxi's imperial robe is even simpler, just a yin and yang fish pattern.

As soon as the four emperors appeared, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be suddenly quiet, silent, not only the scene, but even the great supernatural powers who were in various places in the desolation, at this time, who watched the picture here, couldn't help but hold their breath and didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

The four of them looked solemn, Di Jun stood at the front, Taiyi was at the right rear, and Nuwa and Fu Xi were both one step behind and stopped at the rear.

Di Jun looked down at the high platform, layer by layer, the representatives of the billion-trillion clan were all staring at him with their eyes firmly on him, with a look of anticipation, he was suddenly full of pride, and there was an illusion of dominating the famine.

After Dijun took a deep breath, he felt that Nuwa and Fuxi behind him had begun to slowly engrave the bloodline law in the operation of heaven and earth according to the agreement, and temporarily became a virtual law.

In the future, it is natural to be able to cast this bloodline into a true law through the Great Luo Zun God.

Nuwa and Fuxi were willing to help him, making Dijun's heart more stable.

His handsome and majestic gaze swept in all directions, and finally after feeling the inexplicable majesty behind him, he no longer hesitated, and said-