Chapter 1 The Prototype of the Demon Race

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For Hongyun's calm performance, Zhen Yuanzi really didn't know what to say.

Although it seems that Hongyun's analysis of the situation is extremely reasonable, for some reason, whenever Zhen Yuanzi's handsome and soft face appears in his mind, he always has a bad feeling in his heart.

This feeling came extremely inexplicably, but it seemed extremely real, which made Zhen Yuanzi feel uneasy.

In the middle of the sound, Zhen Yuanzi sighed heavily again, forcibly suppressed this feeling, and after a brief explanation, he prepared to go to retreat.

Originally, if it weren't for Hongyun's incident, as early as the end of Hongjun's sermon, Zhen Yuanzi would probably have gone into retreat directly, where would it have dragged on until now. Now Hongyun, the main master, doesn't care anymore, and he is too lazy to worry about it.

Although Zhen Yuanzi has a gentle surname and is not competitive, but in the past million years, Hongjun has become holy, Zixiao has preached, accepted three clear and six people, and enshrined the head of male and female immortals, which also makes him feel a burst of urgency, and he is eager to improve his cultivation.

In fact, it wasn't just Zhen Yuanzi who was the case, but other top powerhouses were also feeling unprecedented pressure. Coincidentally, they all chose to retreat and comprehend the path of the saints.

For a while, there was no top-level power. However, this does not mean that the flood is calm.

On the contrary, under Lu Chen's calculations, the entire flood pattern is undergoing earth-shaking changes!

It can be said that there was no surprise to Lu Chen at all. When Shang Yang Qinyuan was ordered to take a group of water tribe masters to join Di Jun, Di Jun's team was basically perfected.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Jun Taiyi took the initiative to spread the news that the prince of the east was named the head of the male immortals by the saint according to Lu Chen's explanation.

Suddenly, the entire Eastern Continent, and even the entire flood famine, countless monks fell into a panic.

They never thought that the prince of the East, who had been chased and killed by them like a lost dog, would turn over with a salted fish, be favored by the saints, and be crowned as the head of the male immortals in charge of the world.

Everyone could guess with their toes that with their personal enmity with the Eastern Prince, the Eastern Princes would definitely take revenge on them madly.

Although everyone didn't care about the prince of the east himself, the support of Hongjun, a saint, still made them feel terrified.

And at this moment, Emperor Jun Taiyi came like a savior according to the plan.

Emperor Jun Taiyi, as early as when he hunted down the Eastern Prince, he was famous and known to everyone. The two of them are both the top powers of the Flood Wilderness, and their strength is only stronger than that of the Eastern Princes.

Of course, this is not the main thing. The most important thing is that Emperor Jun Taiyi also frantically chased and killed the Eastern Prince, and the grudge with the Eastern Princes was more than theirs.

It was this layer of connection that made the monks have an inexplicable kind of affectionate trust in Emperor Jun Taiyi. Suddenly, there were hardly any twists and turns, and wave after wave of monks frantically joined Emperor Juntai's command and sought refuge.

Its speed was terrifying, and its number was huge, fortunately, those top powers had all retreated, otherwise, they would definitely be completely stunned.

In fact, not to mention other powers, although Emperor Jun Taiyi himself had been mentally prepared, he was still taken aback by the situation in front of him.

The two of them never imagined that the force they dreamed of forming would be completed so quickly, and the power would cover countless races in the wilderness. It's unimaginable.

Di Jun and the two suddenly had a feeling of being in a dream, and after a long time, the two came back to their senses, looked at each other, their faces were full of surprise, and at the same time, they couldn't help but worship Lu Chen even more in their hearts. At this moment, the two of them finally understood how deep Lu Chen's calculations were.

"I'm afraid even that saint wouldn't have thought of such a situation, right?" Di Juntai couldn't help but think.

Originally, the two of them were still a little worried about Lu Chen's confrontation with the saint, after all, the saint was so powerful, so strong that they didn't even have the ability to resist. But now, the two of them suddenly have a lot of confidence in Lu Chen!

I have to say that Emperor Juntai is a natural emperor, an emperor, and he would rather die than give in! Under the inspiration of Lu Chen, Emperor Juntai was ambitious for a moment, even in the face of a saint, the two dared to fight!

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Chaotic Void, in the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sat on the futon with an expressionless face, and below, the three Qings and eight people closed their eyes slightly, immersed in the avenue of Hongjun Sage.

Suddenly, Hongjun seemed to sense something, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times.

The realm of the saint is unfathomable, although Hongjun is in the Chaos Zixiao Palace, but how can the great changes that occurred in the flood desolation be hidden from him.

Suddenly, Hongjun couldn't help but glance at the prince of the East who still had a hint of smugness on his face even though he was cultivating, and Lu Chen's figure involuntarily appeared in his mind, and his gaze was instantly complicated.

Hongjun's brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly sighed undetectably, and he didn't have the heart to preach again, so he said directly with an expressionless face: "Okay, you can cultivate by yourself, and after you break through, you can leave on your own." ”

Hongjun didn't care whether Sanqing and the others could hear it or not, anyway, the ethereal figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only Sanqing and the others looking at each other, not knowing what was going on, and let Hongjun leave directly halfway.

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Time flies, and five million years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the chaotic void chaotic qi tumbled and surged, and the eight figures suddenly drilled out of the endless chaos and hung on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

There is no doubt that this is exactly what the three clear eight people are.

In the past five million years, Sanqing and the others have successively broken through the bottleneck of the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in Zixiao Palace, beheaded a corpse each, and officially stepped into the realm of quasi-saints.

was first accepted and sealed, and then repaired for a breakthrough, Sanqing and the others looked down on the entire flood wilderness, and each was full of spirits.

Especially the prince of the east, he seemed to have seen him re-emerge from the flood with a strong cultivation, and countless monks rushed to join him, and his heart was hot.

After half a ring, everyone calmed down their excitement and arched their hands to each other. After some politeness, Sanqing, as a senior brother, took the lead in leaving the top of Buzhou Mountain and rushed towards Kunlun Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Nuwa also turned into a streamer and quickly descended Buzhou Mountain. Zhun Ti glanced at the prince of the east, a look of pity flashed in his eyes, and he also returned to the Western Continent with the lead.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what you're planning?" asked the Eastern Prince, looking at Jin Mu with a smile on his face.

"Naturally, I'm going back to my own dojo. Jin Mu replied without being salty.

Although the golden mother was named the head of the female fairy, she did not have a good face for the prince of the east, who was also the head of the male fairy.

The prince of the east was stunned, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and then he still smiled elegantly: "Since this is the case, then I won't bother much." ”

Jin Mu nodded faintly, and stepped on an auspicious cloud with an extremely elegant posture, quickly leaving the top of Buzhou Mountain and heading towards West Kunlun.

The prince of the east watched the queen mother of the west leave, his gaze gradually became cold, he snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared in an instant, ready to return to his dojo.

However, halfway through, the prince of the east suddenly stopped his figure and grabbed a monk at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"You...... Are you the prince of the east, the head of the male immortals enshrined by the saint?" the captured monk shouted in horror after recognizing the prince of the east.

The prince of the east didn't expect that an unknown monk would also know the identity of his male immortal head, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

In a good mood, the prince of the east let go of the monk, then straightened his robe, and said arrogantly: "Yes, this seat is the head of the male immortals in the world who is the saint's edict, and the male immortal who is in charge of the world!